ryusukeswife

[ryusukeswife]

What’s your favourite song or album?

hm, I would have to say the album ‘cigarettes after sex’ by the band of the same name. i’ve been listening to their song titled ‘john wayne’ religiously for the past week now. it’s giving me an idea for a future story!

i also have been wholeheartedly invested in jamie bower’s cover of ‘god’s gonna cut you down’ by johnny cash ( i love jamie so much, holy fuck- ).

thanks for the question!

— JUNO :)

[ryusukeswife]

a bit of a life update. i’m going through a major writer’s block atm & I don’t necessarily know when I’m going to have my motivation back.

i guess this is me saying that I’m going on a brief hiatus? i have some unfinished drafts I need to finish, but I will work on them in my own time.

thanks!

— JUNO :)

[ryusukeswife]

Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

[ryusukeswife]

Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

[ryusukeswife]

aww<333

how's your day going btw? :D

☕️ anon

overall it’s been pretty standard. It’s unfortunate to say that I have sadly gotten covid and it has taken a lot out of me — specifically my motivation to write at the moment, but i have not gone on hiatus yet. I’m working on a hawks request that will probably be submitted sometime this week, I hope.

thanks for checking in, ☕️ anon! I love uuuuu <33

[ryusukeswife]

Omgomgomg- I just saw what you did w/my ask/pos

;-; I’m so honoured<333

I might leave you some more soon ;)

Could I be ☕️ anon? :3

THAT WOULD MEAN THE ABSOLUTE WORRRLD TO ME !

really anon. i’m glad you took the time to thank me for the thirst post, lol. i really tried to incorporate everything you asked for and everything in-between to give it some flare. i’m so glad you enjoyed it.

i will start tagging you as that!

— JUNO :)

[ryusukeswife]

i was wondering if you can write being best friends with maho🤠💕

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MAHO

pairings. maho minami x gn! reader

contents. lighthearted bantering / maho x koyuki implied / koyuki is the third wheel / light language / overall, just my headcanons for best friend! maho

summary. this is more of a headcanons post rather than an actual story — the reader and maho are platonically friends, so this isn’t really a romance type of thing.

authors note. i love writing for the minami siblings, anon. i’ve been dying to write about my personal headcanons and love for maho, so you ask and you shall receive!

Maho is uptight at times, but she really enjoys your company — even if she picks on you for little things sometimes.

Always scares you when you least expect it. She finds it funny when you get all jumpy.

You get back at her by picking on how fast she eats, she resorts to just flipping you off and ignoring you until you feel bad and apologize.

On the days that she stays with Ryusuke, Maho sometimes invites you over so that he’ll annoy her less. Ryusuke respects you as a friend of his sister and likes that you’re there to keep her grounded.

Once asked Maho if you and her were dating — since you both were always around each other.

You both go to shitty concerts together, and you’re always attending her shows when she gets up on the stage and sings. You’re standing at the near edge of the stage hyping her up.

On your birthday, Maho always comes in clutch with some of your favorite things.

When you have a bad day, she’s always calling you up and asking if you want to do anything to get your mind off of it.

Insisted that you should sneak into the pool with her for a “swim” one night, but you violently refused. She made fun of you for it the next day.

You both have matching necklaces that you wear 24 / 7. One of those magnetic designs where you get half and she gets half.

Even when Maho started dating Koyuki, she would always make time for you. Sometimes, she would even rant about him to you.

You teased her for having a crush on Koyuki before the two of them made it official.

Even when Koyuki is with the two of you out on the town, you both have equally as much fun. ( Sometimes Koyuki believes that he’s third wheeling for the two of you — despite Maho being his girlfriend. )

Polaroid pictures of the two of you are everywhere in Maho’s room. Usually, they’re silly pictures that the two of you took in Tokyo during weekends.

Maho will never admit something as sappy as this ; but you are really her first and only best friend.

[ryusukeswife]

Timeskip! Mitsuya showering his affection towards his sweet baby :((<33 though he feels a bit guilty for being the reason you’re shedding tears from pleasure, but he’ll keep giving light pecks all over your face and let his hands roam all around your body.

He’d whisper praises in your ears for being such a good darling. Telling how much he loves you. Repeating it over and over again as he gets closer to the edge. He’ll capture your lips as he becomes undone in the seal that separated you from him.

“Always so good for me~ go on cum for me ok?”

Dudde I just want some of that soft stuff rn 😫😫😫 (also censoring as much as possible since idk how much is enough)

MY LITTLE DARLING

pairings. takashi mitsuya x gn! reader

contents. SMUT / big praise kink / dacryphilia / manhandling if you squint / petnames ( angel, darling, baby ) / l-bombs / scratching ( m receiving ) / timeskip! mitsuya / overstimulation.

summary. no plot, just porn. wow, so descriptive.

authors note. god, anon. what you just described is my idea of a perfect night with mitsuya. you’ve got me in the mood to make a short blurb of that — so here we go.

STRONG hands gripped yours hips as he pulled you back onto his cock, creating symphonies with the sounds that echoed from both of your flesh. His eager eyes watching as your face contorts in every way it can.

“Such a good ‘lil baby,” Mitsuya whispers in your ears as you blabber out nonsensical noises, attempting to form words. Quite honestly, you lost track of how many times he made you cum before he even bothered to shove his cock into your abused, gaping hole, “taking everything I give you so well — it’s almost like you were made for me to do this to you.”

Every thrust of his cock inside of your orifice, you body would tremble and shake, your legs wrapped tightly around his hips. His back was scratched up from your nails when he would get rougher with you, but of course, Takashi did not mind that — in fact, he was quite fond of it.

Mitsuya noticed how you would tighten up every time he would praise you, and how your choked sobs would muffle your moans, your sniffles replaying in his head. Though as guilty as he did feel, it loved it when you would cry over his cock.

“So gorgeous when you cry, darling,” he padded his thumb over your teary cheek, “are you about to cum, baby?” He asked.

You nodded your head, too dumbfounded to say anything clearly — Takashi knew that, and he used it to his advantage every single time. Such a sweet, caring boyfriend turned cocky bastard. He loved when he would turn you into a pathetic, sweet little slut for him.

“Cum, angel. Cum all over my cock,” he coaxed you, feeling you come undone for quite possibly the 5th time that might.

He works his way to the edge with you, repeating the same three words over and over again until it becomes abundantly clear to you : “I love you.”

As the two of you finally finish, he places a forceful kiss on your lips as you moan against him, his cum shooting inside of you.

“Good, darling. You did so, so good. I’m so proud of you for taking all of me.” He grinned, his hand running through your hair the moment he could see your face again.

God, Mitsuya was a saint.

[ryusukeswife]

Y'all are amazing. Reblog to hug the person you're reblogging from.

[ryusukeswife]

Hey just wanted to tell you that the recs link on your pinned post doesn’t work

Okay have a good day byeee

Thanks for the message anon! I’ve since then removed that section until I can fix it — again, thanks for pointing it out! ❤️

— JUNO :)

[ryusukeswife]

hey there! i was thinking if you can write s/o that is jealous (or insecure) that Eddie has a lot of fan girls that touch/flirt with him, he finds out and comforts with soft s*x and praise them a lot :)) (i saw that you write smut)

IT’S ALWAYS YOU

pairings. eddie lee x gn! reader

content. SMUT / light arguing / manhandling if you squint / readers genitals are not specified / body worship / hella praise / creampie / eddie calls the reader “angel”, but readers gender is not mentioned / marking if you squint.

summary. the moment you met eddie, he set your heart ablaze. you could say that he was your first everything — your first love, your first kiss ; for every first, there he was. you thought nothing of him joining a group of boys that would later form the american rock sensation, dying breed. but when he started to get attention from the wrong crowd, you started to have doubts about your relationship with the fellow guitarist.

authors note. my first smut request — and I have to say, I’m not disappointed at all! eddie needs to be happy in a relationship for once, I swear— anyways, thanks anon for the suggestion !!

EDWARD LEE was your long-term sweetheart. You could not remember how he was so emotionally drawn to you — or even gravitated in your direction the night you met him. After only a few weeks of talking, that plenty of time for the both of you to realize how infatuated you were with each other.

To your surprise, he made the first bold move by asking you out one day after a gig that he practically begged you to come to, to which you said yes. After that, the rest were memories piled up on other sets of memories — and here you both were, still going strong after years.

He’s mentioned you in interviews once or twice before, saying how you were his “number 1 supporter” and “greatest human being on earth” ( which, to you, was a great exaggeration ), but he would light up like a match struck by flame when your name would roll off his tongue.

Then came the worst of it, his fans. Every single girl that would approach him after shows would have this tactic up there sleeve — a tactic that Eddie seemed to be oblivious to, but you saw right through it. They would trail their hands down his arms, grasping his hands tightly out of “excitement” to meet their famous guitarist.

Some would even make the bold move of asking for his number. You were just thankful that he would politely decline their proposal and shoo them off in his “Eddie” way of doing things. Sometimes you hated how nice he was — but then again, it was another one of his good qualities. Hell, he had many good qualities to his name.

The night was October 16th, a quarter till midnight ; Dying Breed had just finished up their final show of the night at Radio City Music Hall. You stood a few dozen feet away from the stage door, many show goers staying put until they could catch a glimpse of the band. You scanned all of the people.

There was a girl in a skin tight dress with the prettiest blonde hair that you had ever seen, she had a distinguishing inked design on her left arm — a floral pattern with a skull in the center, the words ‘GUNS N’ ROSES’ in script typeface font.

Eddie snuck out through the back, the group squealing with excitement as he greeted them charmingly. He gave his attention to the girl with the tattoo, complimenting her style, as well as the band she loved.

When the group scurried off, the girl turned to face Eddie and blew him a kiss, to which he pretended to catch it in his hand — all while you just stood there like a idiot. “Hey,” you greeted him sheepishly, “some turnout, am I right?”

Eddie turned to you, lifting up the belted crowd control to slip his body under it with ease. “You think of Radio City and it sounds absolutely insane — but to be honest, it was more like a regular night,” he tried to interlock his hand in yours as the two of you started to walk towards the hotel just down the road, but you gently swatted his hand away, his eyes narrowing down at the concrete.

You two walked the whole way in silence until you finally reached the hotel. Eddie placed his guitar case down next to the door and clasped his hands together. “So,” he began, loud enough to get your attention, “I get the feeling that you’re pissed at me for something.”

“What makes you think that?” You asked, kicking off your shoes as you sat on the king-sized bed in the center of the room.

“You swatted my hand away when I tried to hold you, babe,” he sounded very offended that you would dare to ask why he assumed something of you, “you looked at me like I had just killed your dog when you were standing in that line.”

“Did you kill my dog?” You asked, sarcasm emitting from your tone as you shot Eddie an insolent glance. “You sure didn’t seem to be thinking much of me like you’re doing right now, especially when you were speaking with that girl— how does her kiss feel, by the way?”

Eddie thought back on what you meant, but then the moment that the girl turned around to blow him a kiss hit him like a rock to a window. “Babe, you know that didn’t mean anything, right? I think you might be overreacting.” The way he spoke so calmly about it infuriated you.

You scoffed, “right, because I’m always the one who’s overreacting in every situation. Eddie, I was right there! It fucking hurts to see you do that to every girl who comes onto you — you don’t even think about me, do you? Whenever you’re on stage and all those girls flash their tits at you, I bet I never run through your mind.” Your words became more venomous as you started to talk more and more. Though you truly didn’t mean every single word you were saying, it was all flowing out at once.

Your heart jerked inside of your chest when Eddie suddenly started to walk towards the bed, his hands cupping your cheeks as he passionately kissed your lips, your eyes hunkering closed. “You’re always in my mind, y/n…” he pushed you down so that your head fell onto the pillows, his lips trailing from your lips, to your cheeks, to your jaw.

“Always so fuckin’ perfect,” he praised, moving down to your collarbone, his hands reaching under your shirt, “arms up, love.” He requested, to which you lifted up your arms above your head just against the board of the bed.

Your shirt was discarded and Eddie continued with his trip down your body, his lips claiming every inch. “You know,” he began, “all I was thinking about on that stage tonight is how good you would feel around my dick. I was thinking about getting you back to this hotel and reminding you just how perfect you are.”

He unbuttoned your pants, removing them from your legs. His fingers toyed with the hem of your underwear before pulling them down, leaving you completely naked below him. “God, look at my perfect angel, all naked and spread out like this … nobody else can have you, right love? Only me?”

You nodded your head once, Eddie’s hands roaming up your thighs to brush his fingers against your twitching sex. “Words, angel.”

“Yes, Eddie. Only you,” you mused, bucking your hips against his hand.

Eddie smiled smugly, approving your words with great fondness. He started to remove his own clothes, throwing them to the floor. You reached down to help him unbuckle his jeans until he was also naked, hovering right above your body.

He spit into his hand and lubed up his erect, throbbing cock, giving it a few strokes. He teased the entrance of your hole, sliding himself inside with a choked, airy moan. “Fuck — always so incredibly tight,” he muttered, slowly starting to move inside of you, receiving a plethora of moans and mewls from your mouth, “there we go, angel. Moan for me. You sound so pretty when you moan like that.” He praised once more.

“Eddie, please,” you begged, trembling against his body, your hands gripping his shoulders tightly, “top — put me on top, let me ride you.”

“Oh?” He hummed, “you wanna be on top?” He stopped his movements, his cock grinding against your insides, making you squirm with such delight. It seemed like he was trying to get some kind of rise out of you, he always enjoyed hearing you beg.

“Mhm! Yes!” You replied eagerly as the two of you flipped over, you now straddling his lap. You lowered yourself back onto his throbbing dick, your body bouncing up and down every single time you willingly penetrated yourself.

Eddie gripped at your hips with his hands, pressing his thumbs against your skin — it was definitely going to leave bruises by the time morning came. His eyes stared at you like a hawk watching its prey, yet he still had such a kind, warm smile. “You seem to be, damn,” he cursed, “you seem to be losing yourself a bit, angel. You like the feeling of my cock inside of you?” He asked, one of his hands moving onto your face to run his thumb over your full lips.

“Yes, Eddie, fuck,” you moaned, “it feels so good!” You were close. Your stomach started to bubble with a euphoric sensation, and the more you moved, the more you got closer and closer to the edge, “m’ so close!”

“Fuck, me too…” he huffed, his hand now assisting you with bouncing up and down his cock, even taking the initiative to give you a few hard thrusts, “…cum with me, angel. Okay?”

You gave him a bow of your head, moving up and down about a few more times before you both reached your high. His cum filled your insides, giving your body a warm, tingly feeling.

Instead of pulling out of you and flipping you over on your back, Eddie wrapped his arms around your torso and leaned his head against your stomach.

“I swear to god, y/n. You’re the only one.”

[ryusukeswife]

This was truly a pleasure to read. This might be strange but it made me feel the same anxiety I had as a teenager like I remember this strange aftertaste that took up my entire attention when I was scared in high school and it brought me straight back! Soo yeah you’re incredible talented and skilled! well done :)

Thank you so much! I’m so glad you enjoyed that story! Hahaha, I kind of thought back on my crushes from last year and realized how nervous I was about expressing my feelings towards them. It’s very hard to grasp the feeling of first love when it hits you right in your face. I wanted to have Y/N take the initiative of NOT shying away and taking an action that they would not regret taking in the future — it turned out well for them, but it could be an entirely different story for someone else.

It’s weird, I was thinking of turning that one-shot into a series. *Shrugs* I guess we’ll find out in the near future.

[ryusukeswife]

so when’s the fanclub getting together 😱😱

Tuesdays and Thursdays at 11 P.M. , bring Tacos, Sprite, and ranch Doritos. Then we’ll be set. ☺️☺️☺️☺️

[ryusukeswife]

Hi! Just wondering if we could dump thirsty thoughts 😳 just curious 😏

OFCCCCCC feel free to flood my inbox with that. I’m actually heavily encouraging any form of interaction with my ask box — so knock yourself out, anon.

[ryusukeswife]

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[ryusukeswife]

I still can't see the rules :(

I’M SO SORRY ABOUT THAT AGAIN 😭😭😭 I had no idea that changing my user would mess up my links — okay, everything should be updated now. Sorry for the trouble, anon!

Thanks,

— JUNO :)