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my car is now full of fuel 🙂‍↕️

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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

link to pinned post!

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doing adult things!!!

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should reader knot kaiser (like. avtually. not with a toy. but REALLY knot him).

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the sun that sets red | itoshi rin

itoshi rin x reader

wc | 1.2k

genre | unrequited love, hurt and hardly any comfort

warnings | none, just heavy oof feels, and a very emo rin on the verge of crashing out

note | if you want the full rin crash out experience, I suggest listening to the song that inspired this whole drabble lol

From the day moving boxes littered your driveway, it became an unstoppable fate that Itoshi Rin would be entwined so closely to your life. An attachment that came easily with time. Similar in age, similar in naïveté— you held onto each other with delicate hands and content hearts. A close little crowd of three.

It's easy to let you in with your childish persistence. Easy to find each other's company entertaining when you're both six years old and the world is vast and new. Every day is something to talk about.

Its only a year after you move in down the street that Rin voices his feelings. To his brother, of course.

"Maybe you love her," Sae offers with a shrug. There isn't certainty in his voice, not when he has no stake in that kind of game. Being nine only comes with so much wisdom, the majority being soccer-based.

"I do," Rin admits— rather quickly as he continues playing with his toys on the bed. "She's nice. Really nice like you."

Sae watches him silently, pondering his words. "You should tell her then."

Rin blinks slowly, brows furrowing with his first seed of uncertainty.

"Would you?"

"I don't love her," Sae deadpans. "But, if you don't tell her how you feel, someone else will do it before you even know it. Then it'll be too late."

Rin hums, tossing his toys away and rolling over to prop his chubby cheek on his arms. "'Kay, I'll tell her."

Years go by and Rin… never admits his feelings to you. He tries to— and boy does he try. The words remain like the bile at his throat whenever he thinks he'll puke his guts out alongside his feelings. Maybe his heart, too.

A lot of firsts for a teenage boy, it seems.

Soccer never seems impossible to him. These feelings, however, are another playing field entirely.

He's fourteen when he wills enough courage to tell you. (Or maybe it's the reckless teenage mood swings.) After school, at the park on the way back home— that's what the note he leaves in your locker says.

His heart hammers in his chest as you both sit on the old swing set. You've both outgrown them quite a bit.

The sunset that warms the space between you both remains familiar with the only thing missing being Sae's scolding to get home before it becomes dark, you point out with a laugh. Salt and sea spray lingers in the air— the familiar coast not too far from where you both are. The smell of home.

Rin opens his mouth to speak, heart pounding in his ears. The grip he has on the swing's chains leaves his knuckles bone white.

"I–"

"I'm moving next month," you blurt out, shattering the dense silence.

Rin freezes, his gaze whipping to yours. There are unspilled tears that shimmer on your lash line, lip wobbling where you're trying so desperately keep everything bottled up. It's too late and you're past a tipping point.

And perhaps in his state of shock, Rin doesn't realize he voiced his confusion.

You clarify, quieter this time with some effort to keep a steady voice, "I'm… moving. In two weeks, to be exact. I didn't–" You pause, hiccuping and rubbing your eyes furiously of their tears. "I didn't know how to tell you. My dad got promoted again and… and it'll need him to move overseas. For a long time, I think."

The confession dies in his throat when you cry so openly— something he hasn’t seen as often as you both grew up.

"I didn't get to tell Sae," you sniffle.

Rin feels so far away from you, hesitating to reach over and comfort you. His hand settles back on the swing's chain.

"I'll… let him know. Whenever he's back," he reassures quietly. "I promise."

"I'll miss you. Always."

"Yeah, me too."

I'll love you. Always.

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There are lingering guests by the open bar. At this point Rin feels that nauseating feeling building in the pit of his stomach again. Trepidation and disgust— a helpless rage at war within himself. He knows you're still here somewhere.

Your hand shoves his shoulder playfully, nearly making him spill his cider. Not risking any drunken regrets. He has to be here sober.

"You're so late," you scold with a bright grin on your lips. "You missed the whole reception."

"I still showed up," Rin scoffs.

And though Rin wants to hold an irritated glare, he knows his eyes won't reflect that. He's always softened perceptively with you. Whatever bitterness he holds dissipates enough for him to deflate once he's in front of you.

(It's always been this way, hasn't it?)

"Typical of you," you snort, picking the champagne flute from his hands and downing half of drink. The unamused look you throw him when you realize it's cider makes Rin's lips tick up in a ghost of a smile. "I don't see you in, what, over ten years and you decide to be fashionably late and sober?"

Rin clicks his tongue, shooting you a half-hearted glare as he swipes the glass from you.

"It was your choice not to see me."

"You're upset."

"I'm not," Rin snaps back, baring his teeth instinctively. Always so aggressively defensive of his feelings. He deflates just a bit with an exhale. "I'm not upset."

You hum, grabbing his arm and dragging him past clusters of guests to the gazebo. A secluded little area with nothing but the chirp of crickets to fill the silence between you both.

Rin refuses to look you in the eye, focusing on the bubbling remnants of his drink with a hand in his pocket. There's a glossy print of your lips on the rim where you drank.

"Something is wrong, and you're bottling it up," you prod. Rin won't look at you.

"It's nothing."

"It's at the very least something. Look me in the eye and say it's nothing."

His eye twitches as you stand in his direct line of sight.

You laugh, relieving some tension between you, "Does the party suck? Did Sae say something mean to you? You have to tell me!"

Rin opens his mouth, shutting it a moment later as a fist balls at his side. His brother's words still echo fresh in his mind.

If you don't tell her how you feel, someone else will do it before you even know it. Then it'll be too late.

The silver band on your finger glistens, mocking him. The moonlight catches on the details of your ivory dress, like an ethereal spectre to haunt his memory for more decades to come. Rin grits his teeth.

A slow song starts in the distance— a gentle lull in the night.

Rin fights the urge to force a kiss on you and let his greed win just this once. That at least then his feelings would be aired out and he could grieve the loss peacefully. But he knows the damage it could do— the hurt it would cause you. So, instead he'll hold you close and sway you in this final slow dance under the low twinkling lights of the gazebo. Locks away the torturous lament that this wedding could have been his if only he had acted upon things sooner.

His heart is burning— fresh embers threatening an all-consuming destruction.

Sae will be looking for you soon for a final toast to end the night.

"I just wanted to say welcome to the family."

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in a mood unfortunately

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OMFG I NEED NEW LAB PARTNERS AGHHHHHHH

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guys nvm I thought I bombed my last test but I actually got a whole letter grade higher???? so like. yeah

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so pretty…

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|| BLUE LOCK JELLY FISH VER. || BLUE LOCK MERCH||

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being kaiser’s s/o but you’re the only person to stay by Ness’ side when he crashes out (ie; kaiser pushed ness too far and they fought)… so it’s not Ness’ fault when you’re wrapped in his arms and he’s crying while pressing hickeys into your neck rigjt… it’s only fair… the one person he called his friend (aside from you) has abandoned him…

^^^ btw kaiser planned this. He knew Ness would leave, but if you’re there to pick up the pieces of their twisted “friendship,” Ness has no choice but to stay—in order to indulge in you—Kaiser is happy to have his two pets back.

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thought something was wrong with me, but i started doing an “In My Head” animatic and read a chatfic/smau. turns out i wasn’t indulging in laughter or creation as much as usual!

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rockstar kaiser bc all my friends drew this a few months back but i never did HAHA

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Yall I made this a few month ago and I love the result but i wish more people could watch it🥲

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gotta put my favorite white boy (kaiser) in a hanfu.

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oh. guys. kaiser hunting you. (predator/prey + kinda cannibalism cw. it’s common in this au/he threatens it!!! doesnt do much but draw blood. calls u pet…gn!reader with a cunt.)

no wc i did this in a daze/typed into tumblr directly

thinking about like… wolf!kaiser (fluffy ears, canines and a fluffy tail + sharp nails) and bunny! reader (ears, tail, and “smaller”)…

kaiser chasing his prey around, and you’re only vaguely aware of two eyes following your every move.

you tug the hood of your cloak further over your head, and your ears pin down. It’s not ideal for hearing, but its better than being noticed as a prey animal and being eaten.

“y’know if you weren’t so focused on hiding your ears, you would’ve made your escape so much smoother, mäuschen.” A few twigs snap behind you, and you freeze. It’s too late. you’d never be able to run.

You shake your head and try to step forward, before a hand grips at your sleeve. You’re pulled and spun around, until you come face to face with striking blue eyes. A blue rose tattoo and black, thorny stems paint his arm, all the way to the hand on your clothes.

“Aw, thjs the bunny scared i’ll bite their little head off?” He bares his teeth, and you feel a cold sweat trickle down your back. The forest is quiet now, no birds nor the rustling of leaves fill the space, just dead air.

“Such a cute bunny, cowering, i wonder what will happen…” the wolf leans down and grabs you by the throat, his pupils widening as he sees your jaw slacken.

“That’s what i thought. No running, understand? I need something more than just dinner today.”

Which is how you find yourself pinned to some soft furs, your neck and thighs bloodied, and claw marks in your hips.

“I’m gonna eat you up,” Kaiser growls, “youll like that? Right Bunny?”

You shake your head, and Kaiser laughs, cooing softly at your little protests. His palm drags over little tally marks he carved into your skin with his claws, watching you writhe and whimper.

“no? but you reacted so sweetly when you came. what is this,” he traces the marks on your soft stomach, “hm… your fourth orgasm? you can give me one more, cant you, pet?”

Despite your shaking head, your cunt clenches down hard against his cock. You’re filled to the brim already, sticky essence dribbling out of your body from all the times you both came.

“N-no more. I can’t take it—“ Your voice teeters on breathless from all the begging and screaming earlier. The wolf above you hums slightly, but the look in his eyes says otherwise. He enjoys having you squirm and beg, and seeing you concede makes him harden inside you.

“I think not.” Kaiser growls and pounded on you again, grabbing your wrists in one hand before thrusting into you.

Your jaw goes slack, and a breath you didn’t know you were holding gets shoved out of you—it’s too much at once.

“Behave,” he slaps your clit and grins as you cry out, “or you don’t get to release.”

“m sorry, m sorry—“ your voice almost gives out, and you weakly thrust your hips up to meet his downward grinds.

“Good mutt, now whay do you say?” kaiser’s hands are all over—one holding your right thigh, allowing him better access—and another gripping your hair.

“Th-thank you…” you whimper when he lets go, and your head hits the soft earth.

“Good. Now come.” He thrusts in deeper, and with a shuddering moan, cums inside of your aching warmth. You follow suit (despite any lingering reluctance), and fall deeper into the fur beneath you.

“Such a well behaved mutt. I’ll need you tomorrow.” He kisses your forehead, before pulling you into his arms and tucking you under his chin.

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nvm thinking about kainess x reader threesome