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pretty pretty please can i be added to the worst cupids ever tag list, its so good so far im so invested haha!! you’ve done a good job with it <3!!!

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take my body back.

₊˚ ᗢ itoshi rin x childhood friend! fem! reader.

⤷ swapping bodies with isagi was not on his things to do, but loving you is.

this might have been either the worst thing imaginable, or the most humiliating. he is looking at himself in the mirror, eyes twitching. he brings up one hand to pull down the underside of his lower eyelashes. 

after crashing into each other during a practice game, isagi and rin had mysteriously swapped bodies. with stifled laughter from the rest of their team, they had to stay within the same infirmary until things settled down. ego chalked it up to being a very rare malfunction in their suits. while he works on a solution with anri, the two were dismissed from practices all together.

isagi was the more panicky of the two. he was looking at himself frantically in the mirror, shaking bachira by the shoulder in a frenzy. he couldn’t go home. not like this, he kept saying. even though isagi’s wish of being taller and physically stronger, he did not mean he wanted to be in rin’s body.

“what is so wrong with my body?” rin asks, albeit in isagi’s voice, coming off higher pitched and squeakier to his ears. 

“nothing!” isagi instantly shuts his mouth. he raises both of his hands, waving them around as he looks in all sorts of directions. being in the wrong body felt so weird. hearing rin’s voice come off as shy and embarrassed was the last thing on bachira and nagi’s bucket list. and god did they take pleasure out of their torment.

“its just that—how are we supposed to go back to our normal lives like this?” he confesses, scratching the back of his neck, “if i show up to my moms doorstep she’ll get the wrong idea!”

rin blinks slowly, a dull look casting over isagi’s body. “stop making such a big deal out of it. it’ll be fixed soon.” throwing a towel over his shoulder, rin is about to leave the locker rooms (in his body) before isagi reaches out to stop him.

“what about your girlfriend, what is she going to say?”

now this is the unfortunate reality. 

he has no idea how you will react to him going back home in a completely different body. and although you knew isagi in passing, he can’t just show up to your shared apartment like this. its a sick and cruel joke, he thought to himself. rin glances over to isagi with a hardened gaze.

him and his six foot body, long lower eyelashes and scowl are now being flipped inside out and upside down. seeing it as a different person and not just a reflection confuses him on unimaginable levels.

whatever he’s suggests next comes off like acid on his tongue.

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you are shocked when you open the door. seeing two men, one of which is your boyfriend, and the other his rival, with opposite expressions. isagi is staring at you with a deep grimace while rin looks happy and relieved to see you. 

“let us in.” isagi, no, rin commands. 

“why is isagi here?” you ask, pressing your lips together as you step to the side. they shuffled out of their shoes, dropping them next to the cubby beside the door. “you should have told me if we were going to have guests over, i would have tidied up a little.”

rin’s eyes scans over your figure. you were wearing a plain t shirt and shorts, your hair was a bit of a frazzled mess, a clear sign that you had just woken up from your nap. he has half a heart to hug you right then and there, but touching you in isagi’s body is going to feel like poison. 

to his horror, you’re by isagi’s side, helping him take off his jacket. rin immediately reaches over to stop you, giving you a deadly glare.

“don’t touch him.” he warns.

this leads you to push him off to the side, frowning. “what are you doing?” in an accusatory tone, you peel off the jacket, “what has gotten into you, isagi? you used to be so polite.” 

“a-ah, well-” isagi bashfully looks away, “the thing is, i’m actually not rin.” 

“huh?”

rin pushes isagi away from you (god forbid he touches you in isagi’s body), huffing as he does so. feeling his chest through isagi’s hands is horrifically gross and he swears he will rip ego in half if he doesn’t find a solution quickly. 

after some short but confusing explanation from isagi, the two of them were seated on the couch while you stood over them. with a hand on your hip, you mumble something underneath your lips, trying to wrap your head around the strange phenomenon. 

“so my boyfriend is in...your body,” you point at rin’s body, dragging it over to isagi, “and you’re in rin’s body.” 

“that’s what we’re trying to tell you.” 

you flick rin’s forehead, causing him to deliver a sharp exhale, “this is your fault for not being more careful during practice matches. what happened to taking care of yourself? did it go in one ear and out the other?”

“of course not,” he huffs, brushing through his hair but noticing how much shorter it is now that he isn’t in his actual body. 

“this idiot over here was the one who got the yellow card.” 

“huh?”

isagi shoves a finger at rin, “you’re the one who rammed into me!” 

“can it!” 

the two of them start to bicker with one another. as serious as a head injury might be, you’re honestly flabbergasted seeing them together like this. it almost cracks a smile on your face when you see rin’s body soften. but you awkwardly clear your throat, breaking up the argument with a sigh.

“do you need a place to stay for the night?” you turn to isagi, “we can give you the couch to sleep on if you’re not comfortable going home right now. i think its the least i can do since rin has been so much trouble for you.”

before the man could protest at your words, isagi beamed with happiness and relief, “that would be great (name). i don’t want to overstay my welcome so i’ll leave tomorrow morning to see ego.”

“i can’t believe my rin rin can look this peaceful,” you say, swooning a little bit. 

“shut up,” rin claps a hand over your mouth, “all this nonsense is making me tired.” 

despite his harsh and seemingly cold words, you can read him too easily. the subtle touch on your shoulder is enough for you to decipher his wants, and what he wants right now is to unravel in your arms.

placing a hand on his lower bicep, you guide him into your shared bedroom, not before waving to isagi to tell him that you will fetch a warm blanket later. he nods and gives you few kind words. it makes you want to laugh at how obvious it was that they swapped bodies. rin can be polite to you, but never this polite. it makes the situation all the more entertaining when you feel your boyfriend drag you into your rooms.

away from isagi’s prying eyes, he is leaning his head against your shoulder, slowly exhaling. his chest moves up and down, shoulders racking down with shivers. you bring up one hand to pat him on the back, pulling him down from cloud nine. anymore of your warmth and he thinks he is about to sink into you. he has to hold back the urge to squeeze you because the body he is in is not his. 

its killing him inside how he wants to love you. 

you, his childhood friend and biggest fan, his light and first (possibly only) love. standing so cute and comfortable in front of him with eyes so warm it could melt his cold, popsicle-self into a pool of sticky wetness. he doesn’t mind that you aren’t dressed up. he thinks its even better, seeing you like this.

he doesn’t like how much shorter he is now. he used to be able to press a kiss on the top of your head with ease. now he’s...fun-sized, as he would put it. he lacks the arm muscles hes so used to having. he doesn’t have the confident suave he was born with (something you’ve always told was a birthright of the itoshi family).

it could have been worse, he tells himself. imagine he swapped bodies with igaguri or shidou. he would have thrown himself into the nearest river if he had to come home to you in shidou’s body. the thought alone makes him want to gag.

but with you in his arms, it makes his heart grow bigger. like the christmas grinch, he has finally found his happiness and the whimsical joys that come from being your boyfriend. its seriously killing him inside, he wants to kiss you with his own lips, hold you with his own arms, and carry you off into the distance in his body. 

you wipe away a string of tears that dribble down his cheek. he didn’t realize he was crying until he heard your gentle whispers. even though he no longer looks like sae, he misses his own body. he yearns to see the scowl on his face that he has grown to slowly love, only because you kept pressing kisses to his cheeks and dimples. he wants to see his hands on your hips, lifting you off the ground and onto the kitchen counters to hold you even closer to his chest, to kiss you at the same height.

he didn’t realize how much he has taken for granted until he was in someone else’s shoes. 

when you brush his, or isagi’s hair, he just wishes he could turn back the clock and kiss you stupid. steal the air from your lungs that he swore belongs to him, and him only. 

that night might have been the most strangest yet sweetest experience in the world. with isagi taking the couch and you and rin sleeping on the ground next to him (he didn’t want to sleep in an empty bed without you, and vise versa, he promises he wouldn’t let you be alone as long as he was here). 

hes holding onto your hand with his pinky, a subtle touch that sends warmth down his spine. even in a different body, you still love him.

and he loves you, so much that it hurts.

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12 - sublime!

₊˚ ♡ masterlist | previous + next.

synopsis; when your friend aether calls for help in his budding crush on his senior kaveh, you're forced to confront your ex-boyfriend by means of playing cupid.

⤷ notes; one of the dates alhaitham took (name) was a movie theater date.

⤷ taglist [pm to be added, 24/50]

@aixaingela @cherrybb-ily @lupicalbestwolf @arraxthatsonjah @state-of-grac3

@knighttimes @toastedfailure @tired-jaz @whipped-for-fictionals @noellesfactory

@alhaiko @sundays-prince @angel-of-requiem @jaguarthecat @vitanye

@tiramizuloz @luvvhaerin @gabirii @blvdmrcnry jayzioxx

@0lives10 @tamikahoshiko @cr4yolaas @milkuu333

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thank you for the tag nae <3 this one was so cute

tagging (no pressure + anyone can join): @choccorin @rindreamery @ryescapades @mininji @strxnged @soleillunne @shomatoriashi

Cozy cabin cafe quiz <3

Thanks for the tag @pretentiouswreckingball , we all need to find peppermint mochas to pair with!

No pressure tags: @ablique @percyweasleyapologist @quillofallskills @callmesel @dawnstudies

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Mulled Wine 🍷 🍊

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marvel rivals is bringing out the worst in me i swear bro

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on campus transportation!

₊˚ ᗢ blue lock! various x gn! reader.

⤷ how isagi, bachira, rin, shidou, and kaiser (separate) would get around campus.

yoichi isagi: traditional bike

his mom and dad bought his bike and he’s been using it since he was in middle school (you might even say its his first love).

is always worried about whether or not someone will steal his bike so he has to put multiple bike locks on it. one time, when you attended a lock picking session by acm, you pranked him by sneaking his keys and his unlocking his bike lock, before coming back up with his lock in hand to scare him into thinking you learned to unlock his bike.

he has a little basket in the front to put his backpack on it, sometimes he hangs little charms or keychains given to him by you and it makes his heart skip a beat every time he sees it swing. 

kind of a menace in the bike lane, he tries to be as kind as possible but when people walk all over him it can get him riled up. he almost hit a girl with his bike because she was standing in the middle of the bike lane talking on the phone.

he’s the safest person to ride with though! when you’re sitting close to him on the back of his bike, he’s on his best behavior on the road. if you have a class across campus that you need to get to, know that he will always be there on time to pick you up and drop you off. you might as well rate him 5 stars on uber because thats how good he is. 

meguru bachira: electric scooter

he’s too eager to turn and weave through traffic. he’s good at it but it scares you because of how fast it all happens, and how casual he is about it at the end. you’ve seen a ton of horror stories about people getting ran through by a scooter and every day you pray it wasn’t bachira riding it (it usually is).

sometimes he forgets to lock his scooter and he ends up finding it a few meters from where he originally parked it (someone tried to steal it but ran off the moment he came back). he is too excited whenever he sees you walking by, so he’d ditch his ride and immediately hug you)

he is the first person to suggest riding together (do not do this) because he thinks it’ll be cute and fun (DO NOT DO THIS). you have to wrap your arms tightly around him because sometimes he is hitting 19 mph on a public street and you’re afraid he’s going to crash into something.

he’s honestly the most talked about person on reddit because he is almost always about to hit someone while traveling through the bike lane (or any form of road) on campus. like someone should make a sign warning everyone there is a menace on the streets with black and yellow hair.

#1 doordash person, if you need anything to eat on campus he will come over with his little scooter and a takeout bag. there is no limit to the distance! if you want to get burgers on the other side of campus, he will be making it there and back in 15 minutes. he always brings his charger to campus because he knows he will be using up his battery a lot.

rin itoshi: traditional skateboard

picked up skateboarding only because he saw his older brother do it. 

relatively careful on public roads. he weaves in and out of crowds but knows when its time to dismount and start walking (this goes out the window once he sees shidou as the two frequently get into arguments in the bike lane, sometimes he purposely goes slower just to piss him off or try to outspeed him).

he gets easily annoyed when people are walking through the bike lanes, in his mind, the sidewalks were already unfriendly to him, so getting up in his business would immediately put him in a bad mood. he has the look in his eyes where it screams “i’m exploding you with my mind right now.” 

props his board against the wall or underneath his seat whenever he’s in class. since he frequently sits in the back or closest to an exit, he doesn’t worry about anyone tripping over his things.

he doesn’t have any decals or vinyls on his board. it’s relatively plain if not for the stickers you buy him. its so funny seeing the nonchalant, serious rin in line for coffee, holding a skateboard covered in pink and green flower stickers, curtsey of you.

as much as he is tempted to get one of the electric skateboards to make going uphill a hell of a lot easier, he constantly compares himself to sae, and would rather die than admit he’s a worse skater than him (he also doesn’t want to admit to shidou he wants an electric skateboard).

shidou ryusei : electric skateboard

he dislikes traditional skateboards because they don’t make his heart “explode” like electric ones. in his mind, he wants something faster and stronger, and getting an electric board makes the most sense to him. and while he is still able to ride his skateboard like a normal one, he loves the thrill of going fast on the street.

he is 100% throwing insults at rin whenever he is passing him on campus roads. do not be surprised if you see him holding up middle fingers because he was born to piss off the younger itoshi. when the two are on the bike lane he is always shouting for rin’s (his opinion, slow) ass to hurry up the hill.

this guy is drifting and weaving all over the place but his favorite thing to do is going downhill on a long strip. he loves the wind in his hair and seeing his surroundings become one colorful, blurry mess. on his freetime, he likes to aimlessly skate around campus (sometimes he will check your location and randomly show up after your class is over to greet you)

as much as he wants you to ride on his back while hes on his skateboard, he knows better. instead, he’ll sit on top of it, and let you use the remote as some kind of rc car and pull him around. it kills you inside every time you accidentally pull too fast on the gear and it sends him flying off backwards. 

he’s actually quite polite on the bike lanes. although it bores him a little to see how slow everyone is going, he can respect the way of the road (its also because if he doesn’t, he might actually get hit by a car. one time, when he was getting ready to skate across pedestrian crossing, a car almost crashed into him.) 

michael kaiser: electric bike

this is the closest he can get to a motorcycle on campus.

definitely thinks he is the hottest guy whenever he is riding his bike (this is immediately shot down by isagi who gives him a little jab for not being strong enough to go uphill without a motor ;; these two have rivalry on the bike lane & its literally so funny seeing it in person)

he is relatively respectful on the road, he occasionally cusses people out in german if they aren’t going the right way or if they’re blocking his path so that is something to note whenever you’re with him 

he is still unfamiliar and a little uncomfortable with touching, but won’t fight back if you wrap your arms around his waist when you’re riding together with him. he’s a blushing red mess and tries to hide it with his helmet. 

getting around campus can be a little annoying because people are always clumped together on roads, but he has learned some secret pathways that let him get to class 10 times faster (he’s the type of guy who’d tell you “i know a spot”)

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HALLO NISHI !! congratulations on reaching 300 followers, i’m so proud of you!! i’m always so excited seeing ur works 🍀

for your cafe event i wanted to order rin, sweet flavor, laying your head on their chest + best friends to lovers ><

ORDER 5: READY TO GO !

rin + sweet + laying your head on their chest + best friends to lovers w.c. 1.4k+

note. thank you rurumi <33 once again, exceeded 1k+ but are we even surprised atp? i literally dk how to make my fics shorter LMAO (and again, ty minjee for proofreading)

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starting your morning by waking up wrapped in someone’s arms was unexpected, to say the least. 

as you started to make sense of your surroundings, trying to blink away the traces of sleep, you came to realization that you must have knocked out from exhaustion. that would be the only logical reasoning as to why your apartment was in the state that it was. an absolute mess. wrappers from your midnight snacks were still scattered on the ground, and you could make out the blurry outline of a mug of some drink, placed on the console table, across the room. the music from your playlist, one you vaguely remember putting on last night, was still quietly playing from your phone. it was somewhere in the room, but your mind was foggy, and you couldn’t recall where you had last placed it. 

you didn’t care all that much, though. there were more pressing issues, starting with the first. you winced as you tried to lift your head, immediately placing your head back down as the feeling overwhelmed you. there was a slight throbbing and pressure on the crown of your head, your whole body felt heavy, and your eyes were blurry and unfocused— a product of countless all-nighters. every once and a while, you would be hit with the sensation of pinching in your brain, and you would have to bite back a groan each time. 

there was that issue, and then there was this. maybe the effects of sleep deprivation were finally starting to catch up with you. because, frankly, you weren’t sure how you ended up in this position. one minute, you were slumped over the coffee table, with piles of notes and textbooks scattered across its surface, trying to make sense of the words as they all blurred into one blurry block. somewhere along the way, the feeling of sleepiness had crept over you, one that you had desperately tried to stave off.

evidently, it won. because the next minute, you were waking up— you tried to crane your head to glance upwards, and your heart stilled for a second— in rin’s arms?

in this situation, your initial reaction typically would’ve been to flinch, immediately jump out of his arms, and potentially wake him up and aggravate him along the way. but your body was still exhausted, and he was much more inviting and comfier than you had anticipated him to be. (well, not that you thought about laying on his chest often. definitely not.) admittedly, a part of you didn’t want to leave. 

the steady rise and fall of his chest was soothing, and with the side of your head pressed against his chest, you could hear the slow and rhythmic beating of his heart. his body felt warm against yours, a contrast to the chilly winter air that slipped past your windows, and he was your equivalent to a blanket. this position had also given you a somewhat unobstructed view of his face. he looked serene, at peace, the calmest he’s probably ever been. the semi-permanent crease between his brows had softened into a more passive state, and the frown of his lips was nowhere to be seen. it was a rare sight to see.

you realized that this would be the closest you would ever be to him (though, unintentionally, you think?) so, of course you wanted to stay, but you knew better. you tried to wiggle your way out of his arms, but his hold on you was surprisingly firm. 

you took a deep breath, shifting slightly, trying to reach behind you to peel his arms off of you. he’s stubborn, even in his sleep, you realize, and his arms go right back to where they were the second you take them off. you bite the inside of your cheek, trying not to sigh out of frustration, careful to not wake him up. but it’s uncomfortable reaching behind you for extended periods of time, and your shoulders were starting to cramp from stretching backwards. and after two more failed attempts, you give up, letting your arm awkwardly rest at your sides.

you lay there, frozen and at a loss for what to do. then, your mind starts to spiral. would he get mad? will he yell at you? will he push you off and onto the floor the second he wakes up? the twitching of rin’s hand, his palms sliding over from the small of your back to the sides of your waist, snaps you out of it. 

you glance up at him, hoping he wouldn’t be awake, just to be met with teal eyes staring right back at you. you throw him a sheepish and awkward smile as he blinks at you, before you look away. looking anywhere but him. another second passes, and he blinks again— “you’re up,” he points out, voice rough from sleep, and completely unphased. 

“yeah,” you respond, trying to act casual. your heart was in overdrive at this point, and you were mildly confused at the lack of reaction from him. was he not mad? “looks like i fell asleep on you, haha.” internally, you cringe at your awkward laugh. 

he blinks again, clearly still under the haziness of sleep. 

he doesn’t respond to you immediately, however, instead grunting as he moved so that you weren’t practically falling off of him and the couch. which, you hadn't even noticed up until that point. but you were now directly laying on top of him, cheek smushed against the fabric of his shirt, feeling his muscles flex with each movement, and becoming increasingly aware of just how close he really was. (it hit you before, but it was really hitting you now.) 

“you fell right on top of me and then knocked out,” he finally responds, after a few seconds. completely brushing over the fact that he had essentially pulled you closer, rather than pushing you away. acting normal. “you were studying hard, so didn’t wanna wake you.”

“...oh,” you mutter dumbly. it was all you could think to say. “oops. sorry.” 

rin scoffs at the lame apology, but there was softness in his eyes as he glanced down at you, one that told you that he probably wasn’t as annoyed as he tried to make himself out to be. “don’t get used to it,” he mutters, though, there was no malice in his voice. “and don’t overwork yourself.”

there’s a thump in your heart, and you ignore it. 

“yep, noted.” you agree. there’s a momentary pause as you collect yourself, wondering what to say next and whether you should finally get up. though your heart was begging you not to, your mind was trying to be logical. “i should probably get up now, i still have some material to review.” 

but rin’s response is immediate, this time. “you’re still sleepy, aren’t you?” his deep voice was still as flat as ever— yet, with a hint of gentleness? oddly adamant about not letting go of you, but you don’t question it. “just go back to sleep, i don’t care.”

he was trying to avoid saying, "i don't mind," but you know him better than that.

your eyes widen at his words, shooting to meet his gaze, and for a moment, the two of you just stare at each other. a part of you wanted to joke around and ask, what did you do with the real rin? but decided against it, at the fact that he might actually push you off this time.

maybe you were simply deflecting.

because the thought of going back to sleep in his arms, laying on his chest, made you feel weird. a good, but also anxiety-inducing, type of weird— like the feeling of swarms of butterflies fluttering uncontrollably in your stomach, or the jittery excitement passing over your body in waves, and the way your heart jumps at the idea of him letting you stay this close. it makes you feel all fuzzy inside. 

“uh— are you sure?” you try to unravel yourself from him, but his hands ever-so-slightly tighten their grip around your waist, keeping you flush against him. his nonverbal cue to make you stay. but still, “i know you don’t really like it when people are all up in your personal space, like this.”

he sighs, and you see the way he refrains from playfully rolling his eyes at you. “just go back to sleep, idiot.” 

“right, okay,” you mumble, still unsure, but letting your head rest against his chest again. it's instantaneous. one of his hands immediately creeps onto the back of your head, fingers threading through the strands of your hair, and he’s practically cradling you. you fail to fight back the contented sigh that slips past your lips at the feeling, and you don’t see the small smile on his face. “maybe just a little longer.”

and the two of you settle into one another.

rin doesn’t say anything more, letting the silence fall over the two of you as you’re lulled back into sleep. he simply adjusts his hold on you, one hand still on the back of your head, the other arm now loosely wrapped around your waist. 

“sleep well,” he mumbles softly, careful not to rouse you.

© rindreamery, 2024

[ruruumin]

just my luck! she's his sister!

₊˚ ᗢ itoshi rin x shidou's sister! fighter! reader.

⤷ going to an illegal boxing ring was not something on his to-do list, but meeting you was something else entirely (violence/blood + boxing ring)

rin doesn’t know why he is here. standing alongside a starved crowd, most of which were men, he’s watching the scene in front of him unfold in a messy, blood-spilled way. at the center of the ring, you were dancing along a very thin string of consciousness. your nose had been busted at the very start of the match and your knee had endured a multitude of blows. 

he tagged alongside shidou and the rest of blue lock on a whim. thinking it was just a simple show, he had unknowingly purchased a ticket to what might have been an illegal boxing match. now trapped in a show he cannot back out of, he watches intensely. 

the fight between you and another opponent was nothing like he had ever imagined. sure, he’s been in a few rough patches with shidou and a few other members on his team, but it was never to this extent (perhaps he should be thankful ego installed those electric sensors into his suit). this was a clash between fists and whatever bone existed. you reached out to your opponent, holding them by the nape of the neck with both hands as you slammed their forehead against your knee. 

they backed away slowly, swaying back and forth before charging up a right hook. shidou is shouting at the top of his lungs, eyes sparkling as you narrowly dodged their punch. they hurriedly close the distance between the two of you, crashing into you head first as they slam you to the ground. delivering punch after punch you could feel your temples burn like frozen ice to a wound. 

kicking them off, you wipe the blood on the bottom of your chin, gritting your teeth to avoid biting down on your tongue. 

what goes on is beautiful destruction. you're putting everything on the line, planting your feet down firmly as your opponent charges like a bull. squeezing your fists into an iron ball, you punch them square in the stomach before moving onto a left uppercut jab, and another hook to finish them. they collapse to the ground with a referee quick to hover over them. they hold down on their shoulder, blowing a whistle three times before you they raised their hand.

bringing your fist up, you scream at the top of your lungs, successfully winning another match. a young, attractive woman approaches you with glimmering eyes, weighing you up and down before presenting you with a thick wad of cash that you immediately take with hungry hands. you brush aside the two strands of loose hair from your forehead, blowing them off when they start to fall down.

you're surprisingly beautiful despite the bruises on your face. you have him blinking owlishly, looking up at you from the pit with a slight glimmer in his eye.

“(name)!” 

it wasn’t until shidou suddenly jumped over the barrier, taking you into his arms and swinging you around that rin started to suspect something about this match. you’re settled on the top of shidou’s shoulder, grinning madly as you continued to pump up your fist. crowds were cheering your name and you were basking in the glory in an almost euphoric way.

rin couldn’t put his finger on it. from the crinkling in your nose or the shape of your eyes, it’s becoming undeniable how similar you looked to your blond companion. and as if his luck couldn’t get any worse—

“that’s my sister!” shidou raises you higher, showing you off the world as rin stares up at you in a mixture of awe, disgust, and admiration.  your wide smile all but confirms his words.

of course, you had to be shidou’s older sister.

[ruruumin]

are your reqs open?

yes but i usually choose whether or not i want to fulfill them!

[ruruumin]

thank you for the tag miro ☘ ive been so busy and this post got drowned in the rest of my notifications but IM FINALLY HERE

r - roommates by malcom todd u - urn by crying city r - runaway by rei ami u - us without me by grent perez m - merry go by dpr ian i - i want you by mitski

no pressure tags: @ryescapades @naenaex0xx @soleillunne @strxnged + anyone else who wants to join!

bored so i thought id do a tag game :)

rules are you have to pick a song for each we letter of you name and/or username if you don’t wanna use ur real name :)

T: Two Pills by TX2

Y: You’re gonna go far by Noah Kahn

L: Loving You by Thomas Headon

E: Enchanted by Taylor Swift

R: Rise and Grind by Noahfinnce

tagging: @riceandcurry3 @newsies-lodging-house @st0rmyseas @nosuchthingasdeadlanguages @misha-misha @bigmack2go @paralleluniversesfan @apairofnewshoeswithmatchinglaces

no pressure :)

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thank you for the tag rye <3 i cannot believe i didn't see it until now

no pressure tag: @kaiser1ns @shomatoriashi @choccorin @soleillunne @rainswept @strxnged + anyone else who wants to join :3

my nephew sent me the cutest picrew so starting a little game bcos i loved it so much :3 link here

there sooo many options !! it was so fun. the clothes especially were hard to choose!

as always, no pressure tags, @dira333 @true-deru @cup-of-fluff @ohtokki @thefinalsnart @femmejournal @jinchuls @sakanoshitaa @izukuwus @qichun @notazem @tetsuskei @quirrrky @mrs-kurooo @tetzoro @lemurzsquad @ktsumu @linumlena @a-girl-cant-decide-on-a-name + anyone who wants to do it 🥰🧡 cant wait to see yalls cute designs ! ✨

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꒰ smiskis in nature꒱

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i swapped out my neo75 for my zoom and typing on it feels so crazy smooth n so much more thocc

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just my luck! she's his sister!

₊˚ ᗢ itoshi rin x shidou's sister! fighter! reader.

⤷ going to an illegal boxing ring was not something on his to-do list, but meeting you was something else entirely (violence/blood + boxing ring)

rin doesn’t know why he is here. standing alongside a starved crowd, most of which were men, he’s watching the scene in front of him unfold in a messy, blood-spilled way. at the center of the ring, you were dancing along a very thin string of consciousness. your nose had been busted at the very start of the match and your knee had endured a multitude of blows. 

he tagged alongside shidou and the rest of blue lock on a whim. thinking it was just a simple show, he had unknowingly purchased a ticket to what might have been an illegal boxing match. now trapped in a show he cannot back out of, he watches intensely. 

the fight between you and another opponent was nothing like he had ever imagined. sure, he’s been in a few rough patches with shidou and a few other members on his team, but it was never to this extent (perhaps he should be thankful ego installed those electric sensors into his suit). this was a clash between fists and whatever bone existed. you reached out to your opponent, holding them by the nape of the neck with both hands as you slammed their forehead against your knee. 

they backed away slowly, swaying back and forth before charging up a right hook. shidou is shouting at the top of his lungs, eyes sparkling as you narrowly dodged their punch. they hurriedly close the distance between the two of you, crashing into you head first as they slam you to the ground. delivering punch after punch you could feel your temples burn like frozen ice to a wound. 

kicking them off, you wipe the blood on the bottom of your chin, gritting your teeth to avoid biting down on your tongue. 

what goes on is beautiful destruction. you're putting everything on the line, planting your feet down firmly as your opponent charges like a bull. squeezing your fists into an iron ball, you punch them square in the stomach before moving onto a left uppercut jab, and another hook to finish them. they collapse to the ground with a referee quick to hover over them. they hold down on their shoulder, blowing a whistle three times before you they raised their hand.

bringing your fist up, you scream at the top of your lungs, successfully winning another match. a young, attractive woman approaches you with glimmering eyes, weighing you up and down before presenting you with a thick wad of cash that you immediately take with hungry hands. you brush aside the two strands of loose hair from your forehead, blowing them off when they start to fall down.

you're surprisingly beautiful despite the bruises on your face. you have him blinking owlishly, looking up at you from the pit with a slight glimmer in his eye.

“(name)!” 

it wasn’t until shidou suddenly jumped over the barrier, taking you into his arms and swinging you around that rin started to suspect something about this match. you’re settled on the top of shidou’s shoulder, grinning madly as you continued to pump up your fist. crowds were cheering your name and you were basking in the glory in an almost euphoric way.

rin couldn’t put his finger on it. from the crinkling in your nose or the shape of your eyes, it’s becoming undeniable how similar you looked to your blond companion. and as if his luck couldn’t get any worse—

“that’s my sister!” shidou raises you higher, showing you off the world as rin stares up at you in a mixture of awe, disgust, and admiration.  your wide smile all but confirms his words.

of course, you had to be shidou’s older sister.

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idk who else is into keyboards but im debating on the osume prebuilt lolol

i kinda wish they had green but starlit white is cute too