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dear black women:

you are allowed to be soft, delicate and dependent. allow yourself to receive and be taken care of. you are worth it.

GOOD GOOD - PART I

ISAGI YOICHI  X  FEM READER  X  ITOSHI RIN

 ↬   you’re careful to never sleep with your pro-footballer boyfriends at the same time; but, all that changes when rin comes home unexpectedly early…

wc: ~2.1k | genre: porn with tiny plot

cw: established poly relationship; unprotected sex; isagi has a thigh fetish; pussy job; cum play; hickies; biting; edging; fingering (fem receiving); vaginal sex; (super) minor spoilers; please lmk if i missed something

All characters are +21. Minors don’t interact.

notes: my tumblr writing swan song; named after tanerelle’s “good good” more at the end !

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Balancing Rin and Yoichi is your own subconscious state of flow. The act evokes memories of mind-numbing rainy days huddled in a makeshift fort aglow with buttery lamplight. There you concocted masterpieces to satiate your thirst for entertainment: bottles filled with oil and water. An experiment rooted in patience, observation, and curiosity.

The relationship itself felt often like the construction of your make-shift toy. The process was simple: portioning equal amounts of both liquids with surgeon-like precision, a few squirts of food coloring, and testing ensued.

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what if the itoshis punish their sweet little sister for being a brat? She's such a crybaby and a cutie so most of the time Rin just lets her be. But that's not the case with Sae! He needs to teach his lil stepsister some manners right? He's not coming home from Spain just to be greeted by his bratty little sister. He understands why Rin doesn't like punishing you but actions have consequences <33

I'm back with more hehe<3333 how are you?

FUuuuUuUCUKKKK OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO iam goin g to fucking leap myself out the window WHY WOULD U DO THIS TO ME !!!! @_@

i already have a longer thirst coming up 4 this iasfhais an ask similar 2 this has been sitting in my inbox for like ,, weeks now asjhfisa BUT i promise it'll be good .. i just .. i just cannot put it in words how BADLY i love this scenario !!!!!!!</3

rin's the one their little sister stays with all of the time, it's always been this way ever since sae first left so it's only natural he's grown so soft for you! he really fucking wishes he could shut that bratty mouth of yours sometimes, but he just cannot bring himself to do it. not when you get so teary eyed over the smallest touch, cling to him 24/7 even around his teammates. you're so good for him, his best girl :(

even when you brat around, give him the cold shoulder for spending too much time at practice and away from you, and dodge his kisses as some sort of fucked up punishment - all he wants to do is shower you with his love :( he knows where you're coming from - and how badly it affected you when sae came back a whole different person, not giving you his usual smiles and playful comments anymore :( how you felt like the whole world shattered. it's only fair he makes it up to you by being the best nii chan he can be <3

BUT, as soon as sae's back from madrid and notices the way you roll her eyes at rin..how you talk back.... it makes him stir akfhas EVEN if it's aimed at his brother!! he lets you keep up this act for a little while until it ricochets back at him - until he hears you grumble something under your breath, about how he didn't call or text you enough and that u wonder what else could be more important than his nee-chan.

"what the hell are you two doing when i'm away?" it sounds so embarrassing as they have you on your knees, face and chest pushed into the mattress and ass high, reddened and aching with the impact of sae's hand - sure to leave bruises for the next few weeks :( "you let her talk to you like that? really, rin?"

there's an agitated sigh as he has to hold your hips in a frim grip when you come for what seems like a tenth time, squeezing his fingers so tight his knuckles ache. it's been, what - probably at least an hour and you already have enough - and you're already crying into the sheets, squirming around as if you haven't learn anything from his scolding.

rin's many things, but not a liar - and so he doesn't even try to deny the way he's nearly coming untouched at the sight of you, so fucked out already :( he's just about to tell sae that hey, s'enough, until he reaches to grab at your face gently and you scurry away :( sniffling and choking back tears, earning a look of surprise from both of your brothers - especially sae, who watches in amusement as rin's eyes darken and hand twists into your hair, giving a rough tug forward.

"hand her over." he grunts to the elder, eyes trained on your face as you give him the most pathetic look - so stuck up, as if you had any reason for it. only now does he realise that fuck, you really are such a fucking tease - such a brat, and it's about time you learned that it's not how they're to be treated. "'ve had enough of this attitude of yours, too, pretty."

— character: shidou ryusei  x readerㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsmut skit

warning ; public area sex, hatefuck. minors dni (17+ only)

you haven’t seen him since he left blue lock.

but you knew he was still alive. you knew he managed to do the impossible- to leave with his heart still beating. to leave with blood still pumping through his veins. and with a sense of morals to stick by. at first, it was just whispers here and there. rumors around your office. but then it was open and blatant conversations. sighting. images. and suddenly, shidou ryusei was no longer the ghost you thought he’d be. suddenly, he’s just a man standing in front of you on a crowded street. smiling at you as if you were old friends before asking if you wanted to spend some time with him.

you weren’t quite sure how to feel about that. and even now, as you stand facing the brick walls of some random alleyway, with your panties pulled down to your ankles and his dick lining up with your pussy from behind…

“fuck!”

…you’re still not sure how to feel about seeing him after all this time.

you can’t help the deep breaths that escape you as he pushes inside of your cunt. thankfully, he moves slowly as he sinks more and more of his cock into your pulsating hole. but from the get-go, he was determined to get his fill. to treat you as a warm body with an even warmer pussy just for him to enjoy. even if that means pressing himself flush against your back. crowding you between his body and a barrier. as if he didn’t want anyone to see you like this. as if he wanted you all to himself. at least, that’s what you’re trying not to tell yourself.

“god , what a foul mouth you have. all that noise just for a couple of inches of dick, huh?” he but purrs into your ear. his breath is so warm as it fans over your skin. the brush of his long hair against your neck has your body sending shivers down your spine, you can almost hear the way he smirks at your reactions. but you can imagine it perfectly. that stupid, knowing, cocky grin on his face as he presses you harder against the wall. you can picture it so well it feels like he never left. and you hate it. “Be careful now. I might just fall in love with you again. we don’t want that, do we? ”

you hate it, you hate it,  you hate him.

but he doesn’t give you time to hate the feeling that he gives you. because no sooner than the words leave his mouth, he’s pulling halfway out. you’re moaning at the feeling of his cock dragging against your walls as he makes his exit. but a second later, he’s hands are creating bruises around your waist as his hips snap back into yours. it causes you to gasp as he somehow manages to hit a spot deep inside of you that makes it hard to think about anything else except for the feeling of him pulling out once more. just to snap his back in again. and again.  and again.

the emotion that hits you the hardest is pleasure. it’s a natural response. a human response. but it’s a response that has you going cross-eyed and drooling, and you brace yourself against the wall. a response that has you getting way louder than you should be for being fucked so sloppily in a public place. a response that your body grows warm with a mixture of lust and embarrassment. lust because you like what you feel. and you like it a lot. but embarrassment because you despise the man who’s making you feel this way.

and that you wished he had done this sooner.

“you wanna know what I think?” he muses as his warm palm leaves its place on your waist and lays flat against your lower stomach almost possessively.“I think you haven’t had anyone in here in a long time. didn’t change since high school now, did you?”

it’s with a half-working brain that you realize he’s back to talking again with that velvety finish to everything he says. back to speaking his mind like he always did. at the wrong times. to the wrong people. but is it so wrong that you just wished he could go back to shutting up? is it so bad that you just want him to go back to grunting curses and promises against your skin as you two become closer than you’ve ever been before? no, it couldn’t be wrong. but you never liked him. you never did. that’s what you always told yourself, even if your body reacted differently. even if your thoughts disagreed with you, only thinking of his devilish grin and him in general. so what’s wrong with wanting nothing more than a warm body to get your fill? that’s all he wanted from you.

“at least, i don’t think you’ve had anyone good in here. am i correct?” 

and that’s all you wanted from him. at least, at the moment.

“ fuck …fuck you shidou,” your words are coming out in slurs as he speeds up his pace. but you curse his name all the same because fuck him. you hate him. you hate everything about him. the way he looks. the way he talks. the way he carelessly would start fights. the way he was able to walk away from you for soccer. the way that he was right about the fact that you haven’t had a good fuck in what must have been months. you hate- no you despise, you loathe it all. “just… f-fuck…fuck you…shidou.”

“ryusei, doll. ryusei. i’m not the senior you adored anymore as a junior. remember that.” but he’s quick to quip back with something so stupid you can’t help but squeeze your eyes shut in an attempt to pretend it’s not him. in an attempt to pretend that he’s not really here. that you didn’t say yes to going to a second location with him and that his hand isn’t currently reaching down to rub tiny, furious little circles into your clit as lips find your neck. that you didn’t want to sleep with him as badly as he wanted to sleep with you. in an attempt to pretend that you still don’t love him. “now call me that when I fuck you. got it?”

but you can’t.

because ryusei shidou was never a ghost. because ryusei shidou never loses. and because the man right behind you is determined to have you. and maybe you’re not sure about how that makes you feel. maybe you’re still not sure about how any of this makes you feel. but one thing is for certain. It’s that maybe…just maybe…maybe you don’t hate him as much as you think you do. but who can blame you?

“then fuck me, ryusei. and do it right.”

you’re only human.

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