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gore enjoyers r losers. proshippers n the whole lot r losers. ur anti social freaks that struggle to form normal relationships irl so u resort to doing weird shit on the internet……
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If genya and the reader were cats, he’d be the feisty, hissing one that smacks nearing hands away, while she’d be the sweet one that walks right up and wraps her tail around your leg.
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Genya tried to teach his chunky kids how to crawl. instead they laid on their bellies failing their arms helplessly
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giyuusane fans complaining that sanegiyuu shippers mischaracterise the characters while doing the same thing themselves
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if genya had a baby , it would have a bit of plump to it, with a ticklish tummy.
#like the pillsbury doughboy if yall have seen that chubby thing#it would also have a grumpy resting face
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even though this is a NSFW blog, when I watch a show with adolescent romance, I prefer seeing awkwardness and shyness over the couple constantly being horny for each other. I enjoy shy gestures like pinky locking or those hesitant conversations where the guy struggles to express his feelings. my love for this trope will be clear in November Rain, and I hope I can portray it well enough for you to enjoy it too.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIKKIIIII
ahhhhh fank u esha!!! 💗💗
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Genya giving you a t-shirt from one of his favorite bands so you can wear it with him? Please! (it would be funny if it were one of those super scary and bloody band be "cannibal corpse"? PLIS!?) I LOVE GENYA METAL!!😭🗣❗️❗️💖💕
✶ ⋆ .˚꩜ .ᐟ ˙⋆
GENYA SHINAZUGAWA
a/n: hey guys if ur in a similar time zone to me its the 20th. of feb. which is like… my birthday. if ur not in a similar time zone to me then… it’s my birthday somewhere in the world.
c/w: fluff. pathetic descriptions of gore. genya is a loser.
Genya appears unusually nervous today. His eyes flit about, continually advancing from one spot to the next, and his leg bounces erratically, revealing his inner unease. Beads of sweat accumulate, gradually sliding over his skin, while a flush of warmth spreads across his cheeks, descending to his neck.
You sat in a perplexed quiet, your gaze scrutinising his anxious state. You couldn't help but wonder what might be weighing on his mind. The silence stretched uncomfortably, and you didn’t want to sit in it much longer. Yet, if something was bothering him, you didn’t want to make things worse by prying. You wanted to be supportive, but not overstep, not ruin the moment by pressing him when he wasn’t ready to share.
You paused, words hanging in the back of your throat, hesitant to break the silence. Your lips parted slowly, unsure where to begin, contemplating every potential notion before speaking.
“Genya–”
“I got you something.”, He quickly cut you off, his words sharp enough to make you stop mid-sentence. The abrupt interruption left you in a state of silence, unsure how to respond.
“What?”, You laugh nervously, your lips curling into a small smile almost by instinct.
He huffs, sitting straight and leisurely brushing his fingers through his hair. His movement an attempt to regain composure.
With a shift in focus, he turns his attention back to his bag, rifling through it with sudden urgency. His hands move hastily, as if finding what he's looking for might help dissolve the lingering tension between you. The rustling of the bag fills the quiet space, and you can virtually sense his yearning to get away from the discomfort, his motions becoming more frantic with each second.
After a brief moment of frantic rummaging, he finally pulls out a folded, fresh shirt. With a steadying breath, he places it neatly on the table, his movements more deliberate now.
“I got you. Something.”, He reiterates, his open palm gesturing to the garment.
You pause, momentarily dazzled by the display. He was something else, wasn’t he? He could be both unpredictable and captivating. There was something about him that had you on the edge of your seat, never quite knowing what he was going to do next.
Perhaps it was his boyish spectacle, the way he fought so hard to keep his cool despite his nerves, or maybe it was his subtle want to please you.
With a sigh, you reach forward and unfold the shirt, holding it up to examine the design. However, as you get a better look, the image on it makes you pause.
The artwork was unusually vivid, depicting a mutilated corpse with entrails extending from its body. Emaciated zombies feasting on the remains, their sunken eyes glowing with hunger. The detail created an eerily realistic and grotesque artwork.
The longer one stared, the more disturbing details emerged, as though the scene was alive, pulling the viewer into its nightmarish embrace…
Was this what had been making Genya so nervous? You couldn’t help but ponder while glancing at the unsettling image on the shirt. The grotesque scene seemed to pulse under the light, its vivid detail almost too real. But before you could dwell on it further, your attention shifts to him. He’s been fidgeting awkwardly, evidently waiting for your response. Maybe this gift is more personal than you realised—perhaps a favorite band? Or maybe it’s something deeper, his way of revealing a particularly peculiar interest, one he hadn’t yet shared with you.
Exhaling softly, you gently place the shirt back on the table, your fingertips linger for a moment before you pull your hand away. You pause, carefully choosing your words.
“Genya, it’s so…”, You trail, softly breaking into an irrepressible laugh. “...Ugly.”, You snicker, unable to suppress the amusement welling inside you. You watch as he huffs in embarrassment, evidently annoyed by your light-hearted response to the situation.
You pause to collect your thoughts, slowly exhaling as you regain your calm. You gently lay your palm on top of his, the touch pleasant and reassuring.
You offer him an affectionate grin, the warmth in your countenance conveying more than words could in that moment.
“I love it.”, You hum quietly.
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there’s nothing more painful than having to read “[character’s name]-kun/chan” in a fanfic
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If Genya is a metal head in this AU, what is Sanemi? Is he goth, punk, indie, I need to know if it runs in the family.
ive seen a few people headcanon that genya got his music interest from sanemi, and i’d definitely see that as canon.
Sanemi has matured beyond his “edgy” phase in the actual storyline. But when he was younger, I’d say he was probably a lot like Genya is now—just with a taste for heavier music, like black or death metal.
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I saw the rosary and I got excited Is Genya catholic or sum cause I am and that would be cool :>
he isn’t christian nor is he religious lmao sorry
ive explained here the symbolism behind his rosary
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Sanemi is the type of mf to fully interrogate Genya’s partner upon their first meeting
yep. he was definitely trying to scare her off.
but sanemi just wanted the best for genya. seeing how happy she made him—and realising that she might actually be a good influence—he eventually stopped intervening.
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genya wears those cartoonish heart boxers btw
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genya and the reader dressed up as a wolf and a deer for halloween
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And how are you going to make him mexican? Because google translate isn't a good source. Make sure you don't fall into stereotypes. You're a good writer.
yes, of course! His dialect won’t be fully in Spanish—I mostly see him using it for expressions of anger (like cussing) or terms of affection. This is just to keep reading smooth and avoid mistranslations, especially if someone relies on Google Translate.
If I ever need a sentence translated, I’ll ask those who are fluent!
fanks 4 the love!!
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genya loves to shower the reader in kisses—soft and lingering. he starts with gentle pecks against the back of her hand, trailing up her arm, until his lips find the sensitive pulse points along her neck, leaving a warm, feather-light touch in his wake.
he particularly enjoys pressing tender pecks to her inner thigh and stomach.
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thanks brah ur so cool x
METALHEAD GENYA YALL METALHEAD GENYA
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