#Itoshi rin

[iid-smile]

☆★☆ JEALOUSY JEALOUSY !!

★ CONTENT — itoshi rin x gn!reader, suggestive (16+), kissing, biting, licking, jealous rin, rin lowkey has vampire vibes oopsies

☆ WORD COUNT — 0.4k

★ 1K EVENT !! — kart no. 1 ★

it's been a while since you and rin have been able to spend some time together. you've been focusing on exams, he's been focused on training, there's not enough time to squeeze in any dates of any sort.

that's when you had a great idea. you'll go to see him while he's training! you could cheer him on, get along with a few of his teammates... simple, right? wrong. so, so very wrong.

but little, innocent you was completely unaware, blindly accepting his offer to stay after the others have left. 'nothing could go wrong', you thought.

yet here you are, backed up against his locker in the changing room with all of your loose items littered around your feet. you don't need your phone, or the books you were planning to study with, or even the scarf wrapped around your neck. not around him, you don't.

he's been relentless, kissing you everywhere except your lips. you couldn't even move, having one hand trapped underneath his, and the other entertaining his kisses. only for a moment could you catch his gaze, and he looks away just as quick. "you said he was better than me."

"i said that he's improved, rin. but—" you're cut off, not expecting him to lick a stripe over your index finger. somehow, you manage to push through all of the sensations, speaking up with a shaky voice. "that— that doesn't mean anything."

rin remains silent, his lips lingering around your wrist as he stares at you, the weight of his gaze through his dark, overgrown bangs heavy with mistrust. his eyes, sharp and piercing, reflect a mixture of skepticism and bitter, as though he’s trying to decipher what your true intentions were.

instead of voicing his thoughts, he allows his gaze to wander back to your neck, the intensity of his glare making it clear that he’s not convinced of your sincerity. "don't give him false hope that he doesn't deserve." he grumbles, filling an emptier spot of his canvas with yet another bite. "you're making things difficult for me."

your eyebrows furrow as your eyes squeeze tight, a spike of pain washing over you as his teeth almost sink in too deep. "i'm sorry, i swear—" did you want him to stop? or did you want him to keep going?

"'sorry' isn't going to cut it." his voice softens, though it wasn't by a large margin. a charged silence hung in the air before he finally spoke, his words slipping out as a barely audible whisper, laced with a trace of jealousy that you couldn't help but notice. "i want you to focus on me."

you weren't able to respond, not that you needed to, as his lips finally met with yours.

[rindreamery]

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lately, rin’s been finding it exceptionally difficult to act like he’s not madly in love with you.

he tries his best to hold it in, to not let the years of longing seep out in his words and the way he treats you. but you— so oblivious, blind, unaware of the effect you have on him— just never makes it easy. you’re so affectionate that it drives him insane, you’re so affectionate with him that his mind starts to blur the line between being your best friend and something more. maybe it’s simply because he’s touch deprived, or maybe it’s another thing, but when your arms wrap behind his neck to pull him in for a hug, his mind blanks. 

except, for one thought: how badly he wants to be something more to you. 

especially now, when you’re laying beside him, limbs intertwined with his own as you cuddle up against his side. hugs between best friends are normal, that, he’s aware of. but this isn’t— this is all too much for being just best friends. the way your face is buried in his neck, hands laying casually on his chest, and the way his arms hang around your waist, hands dipping dangerously low. it’s not normal, but the two of you sure act like it is. 

it doesn’t help that when you’re in his arms, his mind always wanders off to thoughts of what it would be like to be officially yours (though, he’s been unofficially yours since the day he met you.) he always starts to wonder what it would feel like to be able to hug you and kiss you freely, the way he wants, and say what he could never say to you. to know you in a way he doesn’t know you, right now. it’s a dangerous place for his mind to wander into, because it makes him want to spill. to confess. 

and as your hands start to trail across his chest, fingers idly drawing a line up and up, until you’re tracing his collarbones and then the line of his jaw delicately— rin has to force his eyes shut. it takes everything in him to calm the way his mind starts to blank, yet go into overdrive, all at the same time. alternating between a state of not being able to think, to thinking too much. 

he’s glad you can’t see him, not in the state that he’s in right now. ears and cheeks flaring in bright red, brows tightly pinched together, and absolutely gritting his teeth that it’s almost painful. the look of pure restraint. but he’s sure you can feel him, the way his skin burns underneath your finger, the way his jaw tightens up, and the way his pulse quickens in the joint between his neck and jaw. you could probably feel the way his grip tightens ever so slightly, and his chest starting to rise and fall at a ragged pace, matching his erratic heartbeat, too.

it’s no surprise that you’re able to tell almost immediately, sweetly asking, “something on your mind, rin?” yet, it catches him off guard. he barely processes your words, still trying to yank himself out of his never-ending thoughts. “you’re extra tense today,” you say against the skin of his neck, and he barely hears that too.  

rin lets out a shaky, almost inaudible breath. he’s about to shrug it off, to tell you, “it’s nothing,” and then spend the remainder of the time fighting his urges. the words are about to roll off his tongue, the same way he’d practiced over and over, throughout the years. he’s so close to denying himself of his feelings again.

but then, he freezes. 

he feels the way your finger leaves its spot from his jaw, going even further up— something you had never done before— until your index is ghosting over the line of his bottom lip. “come on, you can tell me.” you trace the curve agonizingly slow as you speak, and it tickles, but somehow feels oddly euphoric. tempting him. “i’m your best friend, aren’t i?” 

he picks up the tone in your voice; so innocent sounding, yet so cunning, that makes him feel like he's fallen right into your trap. like you'd been waiting for this moment, all along. testing him, pushing his limits, waiting for him to snap.

had this been your plan all along?

your voice, as you say best friend, lingers; the word echoes in his mind, repeating until your voice eventually fades into nothing.

and he does— he snaps.

one of his hands leaves the comfort of your waist, flying up to grip onto your wrist like it’s the only thing tying him down to his sanity. but he’s long gone, and thoughts of preserving whatever type of friendship this was was no longer at the forefront of his mind. just you, him, and more of you. 

for a second, a reasoning thought does flash across his mind— you can’t go back from this, rin— right as he yanks you up by the wrist, forcing you to face him. but the thought disappears as quickly as it came, and is erased with the image of you peering down at him, and he forces down a gulp. he doesn’t miss the look of surprise that swirls in your irises, but it’s even harder to miss the look of satisfaction? that darkens in your eyes. 

he's breathing heavily, staring into your eyes, and he's sure there's a crazed look in his, the exact reaction you wanted, from the way your lips curl at the sight of him.

"go on," you egg him on.

and it works. he pulls you down, roughly at that, until his lips are mere millimeters away from yours.

“i don't want to be your best friend. i’m sick of pretending,” rin whispers lowly against your lips, trying to speak through his clenched jaw, voice audibly restrained and teetering on the line of desperation, “that i don't want more from you.”

© rindreamery, 2024

[mahgck]

blue lock objectively is insane and probably bad. but the thing about blue lock is that once you watch it youre like holy shit this is peak. its a disease.

[mchlksr]

RIN vs SAE — FINAL MATCHUP

[felibrary]

CHRONICLES OF A LOVESTRUCK BOY

PAIRING: rin itoshi x gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: rin doesn’t care how he’s perceived by others—aloof, cold, grumpy—you name it. but deep down, rin itoshi, is no better than an immature teenage boy, especially when you’re around and rin realizes that maybe sometimes it’s still okay to be a kid.

wordcount: 0.7k | content & warnings: established relationship, fluff, very light angst if you squint, rin and reader are head over heels for each other (boo cheesy) ; drabble

art credits: sono_Zha on X!

author's note: i still didnt watch bllk season 2 LMFAO and uhm sorry for the writing hiatus...but hey..i'm back!! (hopefully) only thing i saw was rin with his tongue stuck out #callmewhatyouwantcallmewhatyouneed

“do i seriously have to wear this?” rin grumbles. you look behind and catch a glimpse of his unimpressed cerulean eyes, directly staring at you, and you can’t help but chuckle. but neither his sour expression nor his rosy-tinted cheeks caught your attention—no, it was the small christmas tree hair clip that clipped his fringe back. 

rin’s hair wasn’t short enough to rest on his forehead without covering his eyes, nor was it long enough to tuck behind his ears. your solution? buy your boyfriend a hair clip as a gift. to say that rin was happy about the gift would be an understatement. no, really. he was beyond excited—over the moon even.

(as you handed him the wrapped gift you were already cracking a laugh, and seeing rin’s disbelieving face as he opened it, made you burst into laughter—from there on rin stared at you for 5 minutes, not saying a single word.)

“come on “mr. rin goes to uni and leaves with a complaint-degree-itoshi” it’s cute. don’t lie.” you chide gleefully. “if you play another one of these word games, i’m gonna leave.” rin states nonchalantly, avoiding your gaze. 

the both of you know that he isn’t being serious, still, you play along. “you wouldn’t dare,” you express dramatically as you try to stifle your laughter. rin looks back at you and his eyes soften. “‘cause you love me too much to ever leave me or am i wrong?” and for the first time this evening, rin cracks a small smile. the gesture is followed by the shake of his head and grabbing your hand to drag you to the photo booth. “let’s go.”

you trail after him, and feel how his hand squeezes yours tighter. it’s his version of telling you that you shouldn’t get lost in the crowd and should stay by his side. instead of walking slightly behind rin, you catch up to him and now walk next to him. 

“rin, you haven’t answered my question from before,” you mention, and rin halts, slightly tilting his head like a small confused pup which makes you smile. before you know it, his eyes are gleaming and he lets out a small sigh of relief. “there’s no need for me to answer a question to which you already know my response.” your smile widens, and rin continues to guide you through the crowd.

arriving at the photo booth, you signal rin to slightly lean down and he complies. you reach out your hand and brush the snow out of his hair. “there, looking pretty as always.” you compliment him, and rin shakes his head.  “says you,” and you chuckle before getting into the photo booth. 

there’s four pictures for each strip, so you and rin make the best out of it. the poses range from goofing around, leaning one’s head on the shoulder, or a kiss on the cheek. after the pictures were done printing you took them out and proudly showed them to him. 

seeing how joyous and excited you were for a mere photo strip made him feel warm. it wasn’t that he was against taking pictures with you, no, in fact, he loved it. your smile was always contagious and you were beaming from ear to ear that even rin couldn’t help but smile. 

the reason why he didn’t want to take the pictures or at least avoid looking at them after they were done printing was because of him wearing the hair clip. it wasn’t that he disliked your gift, but he just looked like someone he didn’t want to. rin was scared that when he’d look at the pictures it wasn’t him you were standing next to but his brother.  

you knew that rin had a rivalry with his brother going on—become the best striker in the world to prove to him that he can do it without sae. but he never went into detail about how sae’s absence affected him, how whenever he stared into the mirror and clipped his hair back, it wasn’t his reflection that stared back but the one from his brothers.

but how could he ever think that when you’re here, laughing over how cute he looked and that he should wear it more often? is this what people mean when they say that they’re going to miss a moment they’re currently experiencing?

the cold, everlasting winter leaves behind layers of snow that stick and cover the ground as a whole before melting into puddles of water when the sun appears behind the clouds, granting its rays to the earth and sending its warmth to those who are stuck in capsules of melancholy. 

for rin there’s no more precious gift than you.

additional: a few weeks later you visit rin, and spot the photo strip glued to his mirror and you can’t help but crack a small smile.

tags: if there's been one thing i've been continuously doing this year its writing @azullumi a small note under each of my works. hello beloved <3 i'm actually not quite sure if you're into blue lock, but HELP RECENTLY I CAME ACROSS A TIKTOK ON MY FYP OF A MICHAEL KAISER EDIT AND THE INTRO WAS A FANART OF PREGNANT DEKU AND BAKUGO I THINK??? AND U REPOSTED I THOUGHT 😭😭 but anyway, its hard to believe that this year is almost over but what it's harder to believe is that i was able to grow and blossom so much as a person this year—all thanks to you. you're the friendship that i needed that i gained this year. you hold such a precious place in my heart that i fear if you'd ever leave it'd feel like a piece of my heart were missing. i don't know how i was supposed to survive this year without you. you were there for me when i was at my lowest mentally but also at my peak of writing HAHAH. you were always my number one supporter which I'm beyond grateful for. when i met you, i was surprised at how easily a person was able to understand and sympathise with me because I've always felt hard to understand but you—you made it seem so natural. you loved me as if it were in your nature to love me. and the same goes from me to you. loving you comes as easy as breathing, azul. i love you. wishing you lots of strength for the new year xx (no we're not together.)

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[loneisland]

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄

Would people still adore you if they uncovered the secrets you’ve been burying so deep? You've been walking a tightrope, flirting with danger, but now that A is on the loose, the stakes are higher than ever. Be careful—someone’s always watching.

🗝️ — fem! reader x various blue lock characters, pretty little liars au, early 2010s settings, specific warnings for each drabble

— 𝜗𝜚 CORPORATE AFFAIRS

Dating daddy’s coworker? Bold move. Wonder how he’ll feel when he finds out you’ve been mixing business with pleasure. Tick tock… – A

Who knew your father’s mixers were as effective as blind dates arranged by random friends? Oliver Aiku might be your dad’s colleague, but you’re determined not to let him slip away too soon. Too bad A doesn’t seem to want you to have it your way. The game’s just beginning.

— 𝜗𝜚 DESK DUTY

Lucky you, sneaking around with your professor! Other girls have to hit the books, you get to hit his desk. – A

Oh, you know you shouldn’t. Yukimiya Kenyu is nothing if not sweet, and there’s a nagging guilt in the pit of your stomach, knowing you’re pulling him deeper into your web. But don’t worry—A will make sure you feel just guilty enough… maybe even a little more. The stakes are rising.

— 𝜗𝜚 TARGET PRACTICE

Heads up, BFFs! It’s open season on cheaters, and I’m hunting… — A

It was all a giant accident. You’d accidentally dragged this Itoshi Rin out of the bar, accidentally tangled yourself up with him, and accidentally woken up beside him the next morning. Calling him back? Another accident. But cheating is a dirty game, and A isn’t about to let you forget it.

— 𝜗𝜚 OUT OF BOUNDS

Poor you. Always eyeing your brother’s best friend. But remember, if you kiss, I tell. – A

Summer breaks were meant for bikinis, poolside lounging, and flipping through gossip magazines under the sun. Toss in your brother’s best friend Itoshi Sae—a little too close for comfort lately—and suddenly, things get a whole lot hotter. Now A has everything they need to make this summer unforgettable—for all the wrong reasons.

— 𝜗𝜚 THE THINGS WE DO

Breaking hearts and family rules, one crush at a time. Keep digging yourself deeper—this hole’s just getting juicier. Kisses. – A

You love your sister—well, most of the time, anyway. The only problem is, you love her boyfriend Michael Kaiser a whole lot more. It’s messy, it’s wrong, but it’s yours to bear. Or at least it was, until A decided to dangle your secret by a thread, ready to unravel everything with a single pull.

[ka1rin]

With Strings Attached

Isagi Yoichi x Reader , 2.4k words , genre: smut

You and Isagi have been best friends for years, but your relationship has always been more like a couple's— cuddling, teasing, and sharing intimate moments. One night, while you're both curled up together, the lines between friendship and something more blur, leading to an unexpected twist in your relationship.

Isagi Yoichi didn’t know when his feelings for you shifted, but he knew they were no longer simple.

You were his best friend—his anchor. From the moment you walked into his life, you’d been by his side through every win and loss, every dream and doubt. But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred.

He noticed it in the little things. The way his heartbeat sped up when your fingers brushed against his. The way his mind replayed your laugh like a favorite song. The way he leaned into your hugs, hoping you wouldn’t pull away too soon.

Isagi wasn’t blind to how you two looked to others. He heard the teasing from his teammates, the whispers when you’d show up at his games and run to him first, arms wide open. They’d laugh and call him lucky, and he’d grin, pretending it didn’t get to him. But it did. Not because he minded their jokes—but because he wished he had the courage to admit that maybe they were right.

The cuddling, the hand-holding, the cheek kisses—those weren’t things best friends typically did, were they? But you never seemed to question it, so he didn’t either.

Isagi Yoichi didn’t know how he ended up like this—your back pressed against his chest, his arms wrapped loosely around your waist as the two of you lounged on the couch. You were focused on the movie playing on the screen, while Isagi couldn’t concentrate on anything except how close you were.

Your scent—something soft and familiar—filled his senses, making his thoughts scatter. He tried to calm himself, but his heart was racing. Every small movement you made, every shift of your weight against him, sent a jolt through him.

This was normal, he told himself. Best friends could cuddle like this, right? Except, nothing about this felt normal to him. It felt far too intimate, too perfect.

Then, out of nowhere, you turned.

The sudden movement caught Isagi off guard as you shifted to face him. Your arms slipped around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He froze. Completely. His body stiffened as if his brain had short-circuited.

You didn’t seem to notice. Your head rested against his shoulder, your breath warm against his neck. “This is nice,” you murmured, your voice soft and content.

Isagi felt like he was malfunctioning. His face burned, his hands hovered awkwardly in the air as he debated where to place them. Should he hug you back? Should he say something? His thoughts were spiraling, and he was acutely aware of how close your lips were to his cheek.

“Y-Yeah,” he managed to stutter, his voice embarrassingly shaky. He finally let his hands settle lightly on your back, but his muscles were still tense.

You pulled back slightly, just enough to look up at him, your face mere inches from his. “Are you okay?” you asked, tilting your head in concern.

“Y-Yeah! Totally fine!” he blurted, his blush intensifying. He was lying through his teeth. His heart felt like it was about to explode, and he was certain you could hear it.

You blinked at him, studying his face for a moment, before a small smile tugged at your lips. “You’re blushing, Yoichi.”

“I—I’m not!” he protested, turning his face away, though he knew it was futile.

You chuckled softly, the sound sending butterflies through his chest. “You’re cute when you’re flustered, you know that?”

Isagi thought he might actually die right there on the couch. His heart was pounding so hard he was sure it would give out. You, however, didn’t seem to realize the chaos you were causing inside him.

You leaned back into his chest, settling comfortably in his arms again, as if nothing had happened. Isagi let out a shaky breath, trying to calm himself.

Best friends, he reminded himself. Best friends.

But as he held you, feeling your warmth against him, he couldn’t help but wonder how much longer he could keep pretending that was all you were.

Isagi was absolutely losing it.

You had just turned around, wrapping your arms around his neck in an embrace that felt way too intimate for his already scattered thoughts. As if that wasn’t enough, you pressed yourself closer, resting your head against his chest. That small, innocent gesture sent his heart racing so fast it felt like it might break out of his chest.

And then… it happened.

He felt it—down there, shit he got hard. Heat rushed through his body, and he froze in sheer panic as he realized what was happening. The weight of you in his lap, the warmth of your body pressed so snugly against his—it was too much for him to handle.

Oh shit. This can’t be happening, he thought, his face going scarlet.

His hands hovered awkwardly for a moment before settling stiffly on your back, but that did nothing to help the situation. Every shift you made as you adjusted yourself only heightened his awareness of his… problem.

She’s going to feel it. Oh god, she’s going to feel it, his mind screamed.

You shifted again, completely unaware of the chaos you were causing, and Isagi’s breath hitched. He was as tense as a coiled spring, his entire body screaming at him to do something, anything, to make this less awkward.

“Yoichi?” you asked softly, pulling back slightly to look up at him. Your brows furrowed in concern. “You’re so stiff. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine!” he yelped, a little too loudly, his voice cracking embarrassingly.

You blinked at him, your concern deepening. “You don’t seem fine. Are you sure nothing’s wrong?”

He scrambled for an excuse, his mind racing. “It’s—uh—my leg! Yeah, my leg’s cramping from training earlier. That’s all!”

Your eyes widened, and you immediately tried to pull away. “Oh no! Do you need me to move? Should I get you water or something?”

“No!” he blurted, his hands instinctively tightening on your waist before he quickly loosened them. “I mean—no, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Just… stay.”

You tilted your head at him, clearly skeptical, but you eventually nodded and leaned back into him. “Alright… but tell me if it gets worse, okay?”

“Y-Yeah, sure,” he mumbled, his voice barely audible as his face burned.

As you settled against him again, Isagi tried to focus on anything else—the movie, the rain outside, literally anything. But all he could feel was you, pressed so perfectly against him, and the humiliating reminder of his very obvious reaction.

This is a nightmare, he thought, gritting his teeth. She’s definitely going to notice.

And yet, even through his panic, a tiny voice in the back of his mind whispered what he’d been trying to ignore for so long. That this wasn’t just a physical reaction—it was you. It was always you. You were the reason his heart raced, the reason his thoughts spiraled, the reason he wanted so much more than just being your best friend.

But right now? He’d settle for surviving this without you noticing his very inconvenient problem.

Isagi thought he was barely holding it together.

After your hug, you leaned back against him again, your body pressed close, warm, and perfectly relaxed, while he was anything but. His face was still burning, his heart pounding, and his problem wasn’t going away.

Just stay calm, he told himself, trying desperately to focus on the movie playing in front of you. But then, you shifted

It wasn’t intentional—you were just readjusting yourself to get comfortable—but as you did, your hips pressed firmly against his crotch. Specifically, against him.

Isagi froze. Completely. His breath caught in his throat as every nerve in his body went haywire.

Oh god. Oh no. She’s right there. She’s going to notice my fucking boner.

He wanted to move, to say something, to do anything to fix this, but it was impossible. His hands hovered awkwardly in the air for a moment before clenching into fists at his sides. He couldn’t risk touching you and making it worse.

You, blissfully unaware of the chaos you were causing, sighed contentedly and settled deeper into his arms, pressing yourself even closer. Isagi’s jaw tightened, his eyes wide and unfocused as he stared straight ahead at the TV, pretending to care about the movie.

But he didn’t hear a single word of it.

His entire focus was on you and the way your body was perfectly fitted against his, and the very obvious reaction he was failing miserably to suppress. He was sure you could feel it now—there was no way you couldn’t—and the thought made his face burn hotter than ever.

“Yoichi,” you mumbled, your voice soft and casual, “why are you so stiff? Relax a little.”

Relax? Relax? He almost laughed, but it came out as a choked noise instead.

“I’m—uh—just cold!” he lied, his voice embarrassingly shaky. “Yeah, cold. That’s all.”

You tilted your head slightly, looking at him out of the corner of your eye. “Cold? But it’s so warm in here. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Y-Yeah! Totally fine!” he blurted, his hands gripping the couch cushions to stop them from trembling.

You gave him a small, concerned smile before turning your attention back to the screen. But as you shifted again, pressing even closer to his crotch, Isagi let out a quiet, involuntary groan that he immediately tried to cover up with a cough.

She didn’t hear that. She didn’t notice. She didn’t notice, he chanted desperately in his head, though the heat in his face and the tension in his body were telling a very different story.

This was torture. Absolute torture. And the worst part? He wasn’t sure if he wanted it to stop.

You turned to face him, your eyes locking together in an unspoken moment. Without warning, Isagi couldn’t hold back any longer. He leaned in and kissed you softly, and you kissed him back, the connection feeling electrifying. This was the first time your lips had met, and though you two had shared countless intimate moments as friends, this kiss felt different—more significant, more vulnerable.

Isagi then deepened the kiss, his tongue gently brushing against yours.

It was the first time either of you had crossed that line, and it took you by surprise. For a moment, you hesitated, but then, unable to resist, you kissed him back with equal fervor.

The kiss grew more passionate, the connection between you both intensifying with each movement.

Isagi suddenly grabs your thighs, pulling you closer until you're flush against him. You can feel his obvious arousal pressing against your core through his pants. A soft, needy whimper escapes your lips as you instinctively grind against him, seeking more friction. “I-Isagi..”

You bit your lower lip as you slowly unbuckled Isagi's belt, his eyes locked onto yours with unspoken permission. As his boxers become the only barrier between you and his obvious arousal, you can see the massive bulge straining against the thin fabric.

You hesitantly pull down Isagi's boxers, revealing his throbbing, massive member. You wrap your small hand around it, stroking slowly as he whimpers and bucks his hips. Suddenly, he grabs your wrist, stopping your motion. Fuck... I need to be inside you.

Isagi swiftly lifts you up and pins you beneath him, flipping your skirt up in the process. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties, tugging them aside to expose your glistening folds. Look how fucking wet you are for me already...

His fingers trail up and down your slit, gathering your wetness before circling your clit. You arch your back, desperate for more contact as he teases you. You're so ready for me, aren't you, baby? Look at how you're dripping...

He wraps his fingers around his thick, throbbing length and positions the plump, pinkish head at your slick, trembling opening. He rubs himself against you, teasing your entrance without pushing in, making you whimper and beg. "Please, please, please, yoichi put it in"

Unable to resist your desperate pleas any longer, Isagi surges forward, sinking his hard cock deep into your tight, welcoming heat in one powerful thrust. A low groan tears from his throat at the exquisite sensation of your walls clutching him. “Fuuuck yes, take my cock”

He begins to piston his hips, driving his massive length in and out of your soaked pussy with brutal intensity. Your moans echo through the room as he fucks you relentlessly, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. “Ahhh fuck, you’re so tight.”

He hooks his arms under your thighs and lifts your legs over his shoulders, changing the angle and allowing him to plunge even deeper inside you. He pounds into you mercilessly, hitting spots inside you that make you scream and writhe beneath him. “Yo-ichi feels so good! M’so close ichi” you say.

His breathing grows heavier, his movements becoming slightly more frantic "Fuck, I'm close too... You feel so good, baby." He leans in, pressing gentle kisses along your neck and collarbone, a stark contrast to his rough thrusts "Cum with me, okay?"

He buries his face in your neck, his moans and heavy breaths warming your skin. His thrusts become more erratic, his grip on your waist tightening as he nears the edge. "Fuck, I can't hold back... Come on, baby, squeeze me just like that..."

You let out a breathy cry "Ichi, I'm gonna—" Your body convulses around him, your inner walls clutching desperately at his cock as you climax. The sensation of your orgasm pushes him over the edge "Fuck, baby—"

He throws his head back, his body stiffening as he finds his release, pulsing hot and thick inside you. He stays like that for a moment, their bodies entwined and breathing heavily, before slowly collapsing on top of you, his face buried in your neck. "Damn..."

He lies there for a while, his weight pressing you into the mattress as he tries to catch his breath. Slowly, he lifts his head to look at you, his eyes soft and satisfied. "You okay, baby?" He asks, brushing a strand of hair out of your face gently.

Isagi rolls off of you, pulling you close to his sweat-slicked chest. He chuckles softly, his voice warm and tinged with affection. "I guess that confession was more...physical than I intended. But hey, actions speak louder than words, right?"

[reimaybe]

🎧: cherry flavoured — the neighbourhood

in all honesty, rin didn’t even really like cherries.

cherry keychains, cherry-flavored drinks, cherry lip balms, cherry-red lips… what? he blinked at the thought, his face now dusted with a light cherry-red hue.

the only reason a person as aloof and reclusive as him was dealing with something so ‘lukewarm’ was because you insisted on it. for instance, when he mentioned that his bangs were getting in the way while playing soccer, you were quick to offer a cherry hair clip as a solution.

to say the least, the school’s populace of girls were dismayed to see the introverted, aloof, and good-looking itoshi rin playing soccer with a cute cherry-red clip, a stark contrast to the way he destructively played the sport.

by halftime, rin approached you, all sulky.

“can i take this off now?” he grumbled.

you laughed. “no. you look cute.”

from the corner of your eye, you noticed a good number of girls sighing in defeat as they looked at you two. what could that be about?

rin rolled his eyes playfully. “okay, whatever. you’re lucky i like you.”

“...what?”

“what?” and with that, rin hurriedly ran away to join his team huddle.

you could have sworn his ears were tinged with a hint of red. your hand covered your mouth as you held back a smile, your cheeks flushing a soft cherry color.

[helenisaweirdo]

“all’s well that ends well to end up with you”⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

what song your love story with the blue lock boys would sound like.

part 1; rin, isagi, reo, kaiser

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itoshi rin - chemtrails over the country club (lana del rey)

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ polaroid photos, childhood love story, nostalgic summers, pushing the other into the pool, eating at a corner resturaunt, dim lights, eating ice cream, walks on the beach, watching the ocean and sunset together, falling asleep tangled in each other's arms talking about childhood memories

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isagi yoichi - invisible string (taylor swift)

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ pictures of each other as phone wallpapers, dates in the park, late night calls, frozen yogurt, dancing in the rain, getting lost and finding each other easily, feeding stray dogs, "i love you" first thing in the morning, talking about the future, eyes softening, hands always laced together

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mikage reo - sailor song (gigi perez)

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ accidental love, pining, down bad, passionate kisses, brushing hair out of your face, "just because" gifts, hundreds of bouquets of roses, constant trips to jewelry stores, learning to enjoy the simple things in life, kisses on cheeks, food fights while baking, soft words in the middle of the night

(a/n: i know this song is wlw and i fully support, but i just think that this song matches reo very well. thank you for your understanding!)

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michael kaiser - until i found you (stephan sanchez and em beihold)

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ beginning to believe in love, the look of love, "mein schatz", tight hugs, kissing tattoos, soft sweet nothings, kisses with tongue, reassurance, learning how to be a human being, darry ring being slid on fingers, fingers tangled in and messing up hair, "i love you" being whispered like a prayer

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this took way too long for some reason

[lazysublimeengineer]

Chigiri woke up and serve some cunt for today

New arts! :3

[ceallachs]

Probably my last art post for 2024. THE FINALE WAS AMAZING!!!

Despite the pnglock memes, they did their best with the last two episodes. I love Rin and Isagi with all my heart 😭

[li-an-nie]

drew the rest of the cast for once lmao

i love how color coded they all are

(Isagi will always be blue in my heart </3)

[isagispuzzle]

Hii, how are you? I hope you're having a great day/night !!

I've come across some of your works and I absolutely love them, you've gained a follower :D

Congratulations on your 200 followers !! This is for that event :3

Can I have a soft, fluffy first hug fic?? Where the character just refuses to let go because they've been waiting for far too long to be able to hold reader??

And if I'm not being too demanding, could it be with either Karasu or Rin or Hiori??

Thank you so much for reading this !!

Merry Christmas and a happy New Year, Miss !!

Lots of love, 🌻

happy new year to you too!! thank you for such a sweet ask and for liking my works hehe

rin doesn't like being touched. everyone around him knows this; his parents convey their love for him through words and doing little things for him, his teammates congratulate him on a goal with a thumbs up and smile, and you never enter rin's personal space. while his mother sometimes wishes that her younger son would be more open to receiving a hug from her, everyone else is perfectly fine with this, especially rin.

he's content with the cut fruit his parents share with him and he's glad his sweaty teammates don't touch him at all. yet, when rin looks at you, he can't help but imagine how your skin would feel under his fingertips.

he knows you avoid accidentally touching him out of respect for his preferences, and he's grateful for the self restraint he sees in your pursed lips when you stop yourself from hugging him after a match, but rin realises he wants more. he wants to know how warm you'll be in his arms, how your body will fit against his, how tightly you'll hug him back.

you catch rin staring, so you smile and tilt your head to ask what's on his mind. your eyes widen and a small sound escapes you when rin, whose personal space bubble has a diameter of at least thirty centimetres, throws his arms around you and pulls you into his chest just a little too forcefully.

rin feels his skin burn up at the contact with yours, feels the shiver down his spine when your hands find their place on his back, and feels your body melt into his perfectly. despite having all his questions answered, his desire for your touch only grows, so he keeps holding you in his arms even after you tease that you can't breathe.

it isn't that rin doesn't like being touched, he realises, but it's that he doesn't like being touched by anyone who isn't you.

[marcysdreamydays11]

I NEED A AU OF THIS RN

Inspired by this official art.

[deonsx]

Christmas With Bllk Boys Happy New Year!

Feat: Nagi,Sae,Rin,Reo,Chigiri,Kaiser

Nagi Seishiro

It’s Christmas Eve, and the atmosphere in Nagi Seishiro’s home feels different tonight warmer, softer. The tree twinkles with lights, but Nagi remains distant, absorbed in his thoughts. You, however, bring life into the cold, immaculate space

You had insisted on celebrating together this year, and despite his reluctance, Nagi had agreed. You’d prepared a simple, intimate dinner, just the two of you. As you set the table, you catch Nagi by the window, looking out at the snow, his profile soft in the glow of the lights

When he steps to the table, his gaze softens as he takes in the meal “You went all out for this,” he says, his voice lighter than usual. You smile heart racing “I wanted to make it special… for us”

He doesn’t reply, but sits across from you, his eyes lingering on the gift you’ve placed in front of him. “This is for you” you say, voice quiet. He unwraps it a simple leather journal, something you’d noticed him eyeing before. His eyes flicker with surprise then soften “It’s perfect” he murmurs

Your heart flutters, and you whisper “I just… wanted this Christmas to be special”

Nagi’s gaze shifts to yours, something tender in his eyes now. Without thinking, you lean in, cupping his face gently before your lips meet in a soft, lingering kiss. It’s brief but filled with everything you’ve both been holding back

When you pull away, Nagi’s hand rests on yours, and he whispers “Happy Christmas” You smile, warmth blooming inside “Happy Christmas, Nagi”

Sae Itoshi

Sae’s apartment feels warm against the cold outside. The fire crackles softly, and the faint scent of pine fills the air. You’re both wrapped in blankets on the couch, sipping on thick hot chocolate, topped with whipped cream and cinnamon

Sae takes a sip, his usual cool demeanor softening slightly “This is better than I expected” he says, a small smile tugging at his lips as he sets the mug down. You smile shyly “I’m glad you like it”

He glances at you, his gaze lingering a little longer than usual “You always do this… make everything feel special” You feel your heart flutter as you shift a little closer to him, your arm brushing his. There’s a quiet tension between you now, and when his hand subtly touches yours, the simple gesture sends warmth through you

Sae looks at you, his expression soft, and for the first time, you notice a tenderness in his eyes “Do you know how much this means to me?”

Before you can answer, he leans in slowly, capturing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss. The warmth of the moment, mixed with the taste of chocolate, makes everything feel perfect. When you pull away, Sae rests his forehead against yours, both of you breathing softly in the glow of the fire

“Happy Christmas” you whisper. Sae smiles faintly, his voice quiet but sincere “Happy Christmas”

Rin Itoshi

After dinner, you convince Rin to bake gingerbread cookies with you. At first, he’s skeptical, but soon enough, you find yourselves working together in the kitchen

As you decorate the cookies, Rin stands behind you, watching “Who knew you were good at this?” he teases, a rare smile tugging at his lips. You laugh, handing him a decorated cookie “Maybe I’ll let you taste the final product”

Later, you sit together on the couch, each with a plate of cookies. The silence is comfortable, the flickering fire filling the space between you. You glance at Rin and softly say “I’m glad you’re here”

Rin looks at you, his usual coolness replaced by something softer “Me too” Without thinking, you move closer to him, your hand brushing his. Rin’s fingers intertwine with yours “Happy Christmas, Rin,” you whisper

Rin leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. When he pulls away, he smiles softly “Happy Christmas” with a sweet kiss shared after a fun and relaxed Christmas activity

Reo Mikage

the soft glow of the tree and fire fills Reo Mikage’s apartment with warmth. After a quiet dinner, you and Reo sit together on the couch, sipping hot cocoa. The moment feels peaceful, yet there’s an underlying tension in the air, as if Reo is waiting for the right moment

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small velvet box, handing it to you “This is for you” he says, his voice quieter than usual. You open the box to reveal a beautiful silver ring with a small gemstone at its center. It’s simple yet elegant just like Reo

“I… I don’t know what to say” you whisper, overwhelmed. Reo carefully takes the ring and slides it onto your finger, his gaze lingering on you “You don’t have to say anything. Just… know it’s from me”

“Happy Christmas, Reo” you say softly, your heart full. Reo smiles gently, leans in, and kisses you, the warmth of the fire and the ring on your finger making everything feel perfect

Chigiri Hyoma

snow outside creates a peaceful hush around Chigiri Hyoma’s apartment. Inside, the space is cozy, lit by the soft glow of string lights and the warmth of the fireplace. The scent of pine from the tree mingles with the soft sound of holiday music in the background

You and Chigiri have just finished a quiet dinner, and now you’re both sitting on the couch, wrapped in blankets, sipping hot chocolate. You notice that Chigiri has been quieter than usual, a rare thoughtful look on his face

Suddenly, he reaches behind the couch and pulls out a small, wrapped gift. He hands it to you, a faint blush creeping up his neck “For you” he says his voice a bit more shy than usual. You smile surprised “Chigiri, you didn’t have to…” He shrugs, looking away “I wanted to, Love”

You unwrap the gift carefully, revealing a beautiful necklace. It’s simple, a delicate chain with a small, elegant charm that sparkles just enough to catch the light. It’s the kind of thoughtful gift you know he picked with care

You look up at him, touched “It’s beautiful Chigiri. Thank you” He smiles, his usual confidence returning as he watches you “I’m glad you like it. Happy Christmas”

You smile back, feeling warmth spread through you “Happy Christmas, Chigiri” you whisper, and before you know it, he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, his gesture tender and filled with meaning

Kaiser Michael

Kaiser’s apartment feels warm and cozy, decorated with simple holiday touches. The soft glow of the Christmas lights illuminates the room, and you both are dressed in matching, comfortable pajama sets, ready to relax after a busy day

You’re sitting on the couch, the TV quietly playing a holiday movie in the background, but your attention is focused on Kaiser. His long, silky hair falls messily over his shoulders, and he looks at you with an amused smirk as you grab a hair tie “You’re really going to do this?” he asks, though you can tell there’s no real resistance in his voice

“Yep, I think it’ll look great” you reply with a playful grin. Kaiser chuckles softly, a rare genuine smile tugging at the corners of his mouth “Fine, go ahead. But no weird styles”

You start braiding his hair, the motion calm and soothing. Kaiser leans back, relaxing into the process, clearly enjoying the attention. He occasionally glances at the TV, but his focus stays on you as you work. There’s a peaceful silence between you, the only sound the soft rustling of the braid forming in his hair

Once you’re done, you finish the braid with a small knot and look up at him. “There. How’s it look?”He glances in the mirror nearby, his expression more soft than usual “Not bad” he admits, touching the braid gently “I kind of like it. You’re lucky I trust you”

You giggle, and then both of you settle in closer, enjoying the warmth of each other’s company. The movie plays on, but it’s the quiet, intimate moments that fill the room the way his hand casually rests near yours, how comfortable the two of you feel in each other’s presence

After a while, Kaiser leans in slightly, his face just a breath away from yours. “Thanks for this,” he says softly. “Happy Christmas” You smile and reach out to brush a stray strand of hair from his face. “Happy Christmas, Kaiser”

Enjoy!

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