#i think i love rinnie ... LIKE FOR REAL !

[choccorin]

KYAAAAAAAA !! IT'S HEREEE !!!! took me longer than expected to be here but I'M FINALLY HEREE !! :3333 ok, locking in now.

NISHI BFF !!!! ( ≧ᗜ≦) congrats on 300 followers !! <3333 u really deserve it since all of ur writing are good :3333 anw ! i'd like to place an order w itoshi rin !! (shocking, i know) i'd like the flavor to be sweet with the 🍨 and 🍦 as toppings !!! hehe that's all, thank u for ur service <33 CONGRATS AGAIN & LOVE U LOTSSS !!! 🫶🫶🫶🫶 - totally not miro

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rin + sweet + kiss on the lips + fake dating w.c. 1.5k+

note. THANK YOUU SO MUCH MIRO !! (idk if i should tag, but @choccorin) whew i got carried away writing this 👩‍🦯 rin kissers and those with the rin yearning agenda, this fic is for you guys !! (me included LOL)

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luck just never seems to be on his side, rin concludes. 

the overhang on the roof does nothing to shield you two from the downpour— the raindrops feel like they’re coming down in sheets, hitting from an angle that renders the overhang absolutely useless, and there seems to be no end in sight. the storm seems to only roar louder the longer you stay out, and you’ve both come to terms with the fact that you’re bound to get sick after this. 

you’re both drenched, shivering from the cold seeping through the fabric of your clothes, and the only warmth you can feel are your shoulders pressed up against each other. he’s glaring at the sky, as if cursing it in his mind, and you can’t help but laugh at how ridiculous the situation is.

he eyes you from the side, with no real malice. “this is insane,” rin grumbles under his breath, wiping away the stray droplets that slide down his face. it's useless; the rain is relentless, his hair is already soaked all the way through, and his bangs are sticking uncomfortably to his face. “all this because you wanted some damn ice cream.” and now you’re both stranded, waiting out a storm for who-knows how long. 

“hey,” you frown at him, voice laced with offense. “i didn’t ask you to come with me. you tagged along on your own!”

he doesn’t refute, partly (mostly) because he knows you aren’t wrong. but he doesn’t bring up the fact that it was bordering nighttime, the sun on the verge of setting right as you were about to leave, and that he was not going to let you walk by yourself. so he sulks instead, face still as displeased as ever, and looking off to the side as his ears and face flood with heat.  

it doesn’t stop you from feeling guilt, however. you look at the side of his face, lips pressed into a tight line as you think of what to say next. “let’s try to look on the bright side,” you nudge his arm, trying to get him to look at you. “it’s kind of perfect, right? this feels like something straight out of a coming-of-age movie. i’ll drag you to the street under the rain— and you won’t complain because we’re both drenched already anyways— and we’ll dance like our lives are stress-free and perfect.”

“absolutely not.” there’s an incredulous look on his face as he shoots you a glance, before he’s shaking his head and scooting further away from you. you both shiver at the loss of contact. “stop watching those rom-coms, they’re giving you stupid ideas.”

you roll your eyes, playfully, though he doesn’t see. you won’t take no for an answer, though, and there’s a glint of determination in your eyes before you’re abruptly standing up. his eyes shoot to you, a look of concern washing over his face as he realizes what you’re about to do. before he could protest any more, your hand is already wrapping around his wrist, tugging him along with you toward the empty street.

he tells himself that he at least tried to yank you back under the “safety” of the overhang, but he’s never really had the heart to be rough with you, so he doesn’t stop you.

“what are you—” he starts, but he’s cut off by the sound of your laughter, blending with the sound of the rain falling around the two of you. the words get stuck in his throat, and he mentally reprimands himself for thinking about how pretty your laugh sounded just now. it concerns him, the fact that every little thing you do seems to have such a big effect on him. 

you’re blissfully unaware.

“come on,” you say, dragging the last word, voice on the precipice of pleading with him. but, he thinks to himself, you really would never have to plead with him. (he’d say yes to you, in a heartbeat, if he would allow himself.) 

the lack of resistance allows you to drag him in front of you, and your arms find their way onto his shoulders and your hands clasp behind his neck. he stiffens visibly against you, unfamiliar with this feeling of being this close to you. at least, not like this— not when it’s just the two of you and everything feels more real. as if you actually like him, but he pushes that thought into the back of his mind. he tells himself to push you away. “dance with me, just this once. please?” 

rin just doesn’t know how to say no to you, and he folds. so he lets you spin the two of you around the wet asphalt, feeling the rain fully soak through your clothes, ignoring the chill that settles deep under your skin and into your bones. it’s cold, but all he feels is the warmth of your skin on his and the blooming warmth that spreads through his body. it’s cold, but oddly enough, he doesn’t feel so cold around you. 

though, this is the most awkward dance imaginable; you’re constantly stepping on his toes, and his hands feel robotic as they cling weirdly onto your waist, like he doesn’t know what to do with himself. neither do you, so he supposes you don’t mind. there’s no fluidity in his movements, and he’s sure dancing with him is the equivalent of dancing with a mannequin, but oddly enough, you seem to enjoy this.

you cling to him in a way that’s closer than necessary, and you’re smiling at him, looking deep into his eyes with an emotion he’s never really seen before. it makes him wonder: how is he looking at you right now? 

deep down, he enjoys this too, and it shows in the way he doesn’t push you away. instead, holding onto you tightly, fingers digging into your waist. it’s his first chance at seeing the real you— 

rin’s gazing deeply at you right now, face flushed and hot as he takes in the sight of you. there’s a carefree and truly happy smile on your face, and your laugh repeats like some melody in his head, and you look beautiful. even with your matted hair and clothes sticking weirdly to your skin, his opinion of you never changes.

he’s thankful for the small distance between you, scared of his own thoughts and how he just can’t seem to think clearly around you. he’s thankful for the distance, until he isn’t.

there’s space between you one second, and then it shrinks; you’re pulling him by the neck, even closer to you as you try to whisper something into his ear. it’s inaudible, he doesn’t hear a word you’re saying. not when all he can focus on is the proximity, or lack thereof, between the two of you. you stay like this, until he hears you vaguely call out his name, and then silence. his breath picks up, the same with yours when you both realize just how close you’ve gotten.

you make an effort to pull away. but he acts before he thinks. rin holds you in place, and just as quickly as the thought comes, he kisses you— awkward, clumsy, and urgent.

it’s not slow, but pouring with an unexpected passion. your teeths clash and you both fumble around as you try to find harmony, until your lips finally move in sync with his. it’s sweeter than expected, and he likes it more than he would ever admit. he can feel your lips subtly smile into his own, and he’s sure he is too, but he ignores it as he chases this unnamed feeling. the feeling that makes him feel weird, fuzzy, happy?

your hands find their way to the hairs at the nape of his neck, burying your fingers in the strands as you pull him in, and his arms wrap themselves around you. it's overwhelming, and your minds feel like they've gone into overdrive. you’re both trembling— from the cold or from the rush of it all, you’re not really sure. 

the rush doesn’t stop the alarms in his head from going off. 

do you like him too? is this real for you too? because, as far as he’s aware, you don’t do this in a fake relationship. at no point should it ever include kissing like you meant it. at no point should the thought, “i could stay like this,” pop into his mind.

but it did, and this kiss was very much real, and he meant it. 

as you pull away for air, your breaths mingle, and you stay frozen in each other's arms as you wrap your head around what just happened. he looks horrified, eyes widening, like he’s just realized what he’s done.

you’re out of breath, and your face is mirroring his. like the reality of the situation had just sunk in. and for a second, he panics. he’s about to pull away from you, unravel himself from your hold and mumble out an apology, and maybe pretend this never happened—

“i think i’m in love with you.” instead, the words come tumbling out of your lips. rushed, raw, full of emotion and feeling. as if they've spilled from your heart. “like, for real.”

rin’s heart stutters, and he breathes hard. it’s a pattern with him, because once again, he acts before he thinks. the words, "i think i'm in love with you, too,” falls from his lips. “like, for real, too.”

© rindreamery, 2024

[bloomseishiro]

THAT’S MY GIRL — ITOSHI RIN

౨ৎ — dating a famous soccer star can be scary, especially with all the crazy fans and online gossip. so you and rin decide to keep your relationship a secret. a misunderstanding occurs when you hang out with your friend (another famous soccer player) and now the internet thinks you’re dating karasu?! 

itoshi rin x fem!reader. fluff, established relationship, secret relationships, pro soccer player!rin, possessive!rin everybody cheers, karasu is one of reader’s besties, reader wears a dress ; i had so much fun writing this i will never shut up about it pls enjoy

word count. 2.2k 

You didn’t intend to keep your relationship with Rin a secret. 

At least, not for this long. 

You thought you would quickly warm up to the idea of being a famous soccer player’s girlfriend, but recent events had you thinking otherwise. Not too long ago, one of Rin’s former Blue Lock contestants revealed that he had a girlfriend, and his fans on the internet completely tore her to shreds. They were mainly complaining about how she broke ‘NagiReo’ apart and how she was heartless for stealing Nagi from his real soulmate. Some even went so far as to threaten her!

You shudder as you recall the social media posts and tabloid titles. 

If the public reacted so badly to that, what’s to say they would welcome you?

So you decide to prolong your secret relationship and, thankfully, Rin doesn’t mind. 

He doesn’t care too much about public opinion. As long as he knows you are happy with him, and you give him the reassurance you know he loves (though he doesn’t want to admit it), he’s content with keeping this between the two of you for a little while longer. 

Still, keeping your relationship a secret from the press also meant you couldn’t go out to dinners together, being forced to order takeout or get food delivered inside. Even going to his games was a rare treat, and even then you had to wear a full disguise and sit in an obscure nosebleed seat. 

It frustrates you, really. Why can’t people just be normal? 

You sigh.

“Are you still moping?” asks Karasu as he returns with your drinks. 

For the past thirty minutes, you’ve been telling your friend, who happens to be another one of Rin’s former Blue Lock acquaintances, about all your secret dating woes. 

You nod, taking a spice of your ice cold water. “Yeah, yeah. No more of me crying over not even being able to eat at a fast food place like this with Rin. Instead, let’s hear all about your most recent failed dating stories.”

“They’re not all fails,” he drawls, shoving a bundle of fries into his mouth. “I might be going on a second date with one of them.”

“And she’s not scared of the backlash?” you ask, a hint of resignation in your voice. 

Karasu shrugs. “Most people just ignore the hate. Those delusional fans aren’t real fans, but at least they make us more money, right? It’s part of the industry. Comes with dating a famous athlete. Don’t take it to heart, Y/N. I’m sure your lover boy Rinnie will shield you from whatever backlash occurs anyway.”

Frowning, you dip a fry into some ketchup over and over.

“You look a little menacing stabbing your ketchup like that,” jests Karasu, putting his arms up in surrender. “It was just a suggestion. You don’t have to reveal anything you don’t want to.”

“But I do want to!” you cry exasperatedly. “I want Rin to be able to hold my hand in public, and make eye contact with me! I don’t want to wear a stupid disguise when I go to his games. I want to kiss him right in front of the paparazzi and then throw my middle finger at their face!” 

“Then do it.” He pauses, a grin forming in his face as the scene plays in his head. “No, wait, for real, do it. Do you know how badass that’d be?”

“No!” You place your head into your hands and pout. “I’m nervous.” 

“Who cares what those less than mediocre losers think anyway?” Karasu scoffs, finishing the rest of his burger. “They’re not significant enough for you to worry about. Just do what you want.” He reaches over to steal some fries off your tray. “I bet Rin would like it if you came to support him during his games. As yourself. And not you with a mustache and clown wig or whatever atrocity it is you put on.”

“I do not wear a clown wig as a disguise,” you say, shooting him a glare. 

“Don’t need a disguise to be one.”

“Okay, our catch up session is over,” you deadpan, grabbing your purse and standing up from the table haughtily. 

Karasu laughs, taking no offense to you leaving. “Can I have the rest of your food?”

“Go ahead, you crow.”

He rolls his eyes but happily takes your leftovers. As you leave, he calls out, “Hey, Y/N.”

You glance back at him. 

“Remember what we talked about. Who gives a fuck what others think? Just do what will make you and Rin happy, okay?”

Reluctantly, you nod, knowing full well he’s right. The main focus on your relationship with Rin should be doing what makes you both happy and fulfilled. The main focus shouldn’t be avoiding the press and his fans. 

Karasu said it best. 

Who gives a fuck? 

“Hey, have you seen what’s trending yet?”

Rin blinks, considering hanging up the phone. Isagi rarely calls him, and it’s even more rare for Rin to actually pick up. So why the hell were the first words out of Isagi’s mouth about what’s trending? Since when did Isagi even care? 

“No. Don’t care. Bye.”

“Wait, wait!” Isagi butts in before Rin can press the red button. “It’s about Karasu and Y/N…dating.”

Rin frowns at the reveal. He knew you were going to get lunch with Karasu yesterday, but there was no way it was a date. He puts Isagi on speaker and opens up Twitter. Of course, the top trending topics are, “karasu’s girlfriend” and “WHO IS SHE?” to name a few. 

At Rin’s silence, Isagi continues, “Not that there’s any way it’s true, of course. She would never cheat on you! And Karasu isn’t that kind of guy, either.”

Rin knows all that. But he doesn’t care. He’s too busy being annoyed that your first introduction to the public is as Karasu’s girlfriend and not Rin’s girl. 

He grits his teeth, seconds away from throwing his phone onto the floor. 

You’re his girlfriend. Not anyone else’s. He didn’t care what the public thought…until it came to something so ridiculously incorrect like this. 

“Rin,” says Isagi. “Everything good?”

“No,” he barks, pinching the bridge of his nose. “But I’ll clear this bullshit up. Bye.”

“Huh? Oh, okay, bye—!”

Rin hangs up and pockets his phone, immediately dropping everything to head over to your place. He has to see you. Now. 

You go through your day blissfully unaware of all the drama going on online (and with your own boyfriend).

You take Karasu’s advice from yesterday to heart. Perhaps you are just too chronically online and need to stop being so worried about the opinions random strangers might have about you.

It’s time for a digital detox.

Earlier, you deleted any and all social media apps off your phone, bar text messages if that even counted, and so far, it feels pretty freeing.

You’re so busy coloring and embroidering—both random hobbies you picked up but never had much time for since you would doom scroll instead—you hardly notice the sound of your door opening.

“Y/N?” inquires a frustrated-looking Rin.

“Rin!” you greet in excitement, dropping your activities and rushing over to give him a big hug. “I didn’t know you were coming over right now! Did I miss your call?”

He shakes his head. “No, I just came over. Are you busy right now?” 

“Never too busy for you,” you say with a cheesy wink.

Rin snorts, ruffling the top of your head. “Good. Let me take you on a date, then. I bought you a new dress to wear, if you want.” 

Your ears perk up at the sound of that. You absolutely love when Rin spoils you with surprise gifts! It also helps that he has a shockingly keen eye for the types of dresses that best suit your figure.

“Let me shower and get ready. Then we can go,” you say as you begin to head over to the bathroom. “What do you have planned for us?”

“Kioicho Fukudaya,” Rin states as if he’s saying something as ordinary and common as McDonald’s and not a two Michelin-starred restaurant. 

Your jaw drops. “How did you get a reservation so last minute?!”

He shrugs, lip quirking upward as you bounce in excitement. “Just made a few calls.”

“Just a few calls?” you repeat sarcastically. As nonchalant as Rin pretends to be, you’re fairly certain he had to fight tooth-and-nail for a table at a place like that. 

The two of you haven’t really gone to public places like restaurants, no matter how exclusive and high-end they were. Even with all the secrecy in the world, it would never be truly private. Paparazzi were still bound to be there lurking.

Realization dawns on you and you blink. “Wait…Won’t people see us together?”

“Possibly.” Rin hesitates for a moment. “Is that okay?” 

You weigh the consequences in your mind but remind yourself what’s really important. You want to let everyone know you’re with Rin. And judging from today, it seems he wants the same.

“I don’t mind,” you promise softly. “I think I’m ready to stop keeping this a secret relationship. But…what brought this on?

Rin’s eyes narrow as he grits out, “Karasu.”

Your head tilts in confusion. “You talked to him too?” 

“What? No.” His brows crinkle together. “I just saw you guys trending online.”

You blink. “Huh?”

He returns your look of equal confusion. “Have you not checked Twitter?”

“No,” you say with a shake of your head. “I deleted all my socials off my phone. Just so I’m not tempted to check it.” 

Rin raises his brow in question. 

“I’m tired of keeping our relationship a secret… I was hoping if I stopped checking the online gossip and what’s trending, I could ignore all the outside noise and just focus on us,” you explain. 

At your words, a smile forms on his face. Not a smirk, or a half-grin, but a full-fledged smile. Just seeing his expression makes you happy. 

This is definitely the right choice, you tell yourself. 

“Well, fans saw you and Karasu getting food together and now the media is calling you ‘Karasu’s girl’,” mutters Rin in annoyance. “Obviously, it’s false. But it still bothers me to see that.” 

You visibly gag at the news. “Ew! What? Karasu and me? Are they blind?!” 

He snorts at your face filled with disgust. “Blind and stupid. I want to show them just how wrong they are.”

It begins to dawn on you why Rin wants to dress you up all nice and take you to a fancy restaurant. You giggle at his possessiveness, finding it rather cute. You know he trusts you fully, but there’s no harm in him wanting to stake his claim. 

“We’ll definitely show them.”

“Get ready then,” he says after planting a soft kiss on your forehead. “I have to freshen up, too. It will be our grand reveal, after all.”

He makes it sound like some sort of mission. You giggle to yourself. 

“Join me in the shower?” you ask with a grin.

“Do you even have to ask?”

After the two of you get yourselves clean and dressed to the nines, Rin pulls you flush against his body as he examines you in the mirror. 

The dress he chose is soft and silky, hugging your curves perfectly. It’s floor-length, but the high slit rises to your upper thigh, exposing just enough skin to leave people curious. 

Rin stands behind you in his dark brown suit, one arm wrapped tightly around your waist as he kisses the side of your neck. 

“You look gorgeous,” he compliments.

“You do too,” you say with a smile. “Very handsome.”

Rin meets your gaze through the mirror and smirks. “I wasn’t planning on doing it this way, but you look too good to let this opportunity go to waste.”

“Opportunity? What do you mean?”

He doesn’t reply, instead taking his phone out his pocket and opening up the camera. Rin points it at the mirror and adjusts his arm so it slightly covers your face. Realizing he’s taking a photo of you two, you smile shyly, pressing yourself closer to his chest. 

“Beautiful as always,” says Rin after he captures the picture. 

“You’re not too bad yourself,” you jest, peeking over at his screen. 

When you see the photo, you almost blush. With the way his hand is gripping your body, and given how close you two are, it seems like you’re intruding on an intimate moment—and you lived it yourself!

You watch as Rin opens a social media app and posts the photo with a simple caption.

@RinItoshi: my girl. get it right.

Once finished, he tosses his phone aside carelessly and looks at you with a smile. “Ready for our date?” 

“Always!”

Placing your hand in his, you excitedly follow him out the door and to his car. The two of you are so happy in your own little bubble, neither one of you notice how the internet is absolutely blowing up over Rin’s reveal of your relationship. 

But that’s okay. You like it better that way. 

@KarasuTabito: DAMN IT TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH

@isagiofficial: congrats you guys! :)  

@iluvrinxoxo: holy shit she’s hot

@iluvrinxoxo: ahahahah rin who???? 

@iluvrinxoxo: changing my username bye

[kissbabie]

ONLY YOU ♡

where they have a bad dream about losing you !

rin

rin sees you and sae together.

everything around him is white, but in front of him, is none other than you and his brother. you're holding sae's arm, and you smile so sweetly at him that it makes rin sick to his stomach.

turning around, you seem to notice him and give him a strained look, eyes darting around. rin opens his mouth but closes it, unsure of what to say.

finally, you speak up.

"rin.." you began, "I can't do this anymore."

rin feels his heart drop to his stomach. what do you mean? what are you even saying?

"what are you-" his words are cut off before he can finish.

"I-I'm in love with sae. I want to be with him. rin, I'm sorry, but I just don't love you anymore." you reveal, voice distant as you avoid his gaze.

your words feel like a slap to his face and his world begins to crumble. he wants you to reach out to you, to grab your wrist and tell you that he'll do anything for you to stay. what can his brother do that he can't? he feels his legs beginning to crumble before he slumps down onto the floor on his knees. rin doesn't want to let you go, he loves you too much.

sae gives him a disinterested look over his shoulder. he walks to where rin is, eyes cold as if he was mocking him, before crouching down closer to him and whispering something in rin's ear.

rin wakes up with a start.

he's sitting up, sweating and trembling as he gasps for air, his heart pounding in his chest. the room is dark and silent, but the weight of the dream still lingered. the haunting thought that maybe he wasn't enough, that you would choose someone else over him, even his own brother. he closes his eyes as he presses his hand to his face, trying to even out his breathing and convince himself that it's just a dream.

"rin..?"

he freezes. right, he forgot you were sleeping next to him.

"rin.." you whisper, voice groggy from sleep. "what's wrong?"

"nothing." he grunts. it's stupid, but he doesn't want to admit he just had a nightmare about losing you to sae. it's not real he repeats to himself in his head.

obviously you are not convinced. after all, rin is sweating and he seems so stressed, plus his shoulders are tense so it can't just be nothing. sitting up, you lean in to be closer to him.

"rinnie, did you have a bad dream? you can talk about it if you want, I'll listen," you offered. your voice is soft and comforting, and rin resists the urge to just rest his head on your chest. it makes him think that maybe you are too good for him. that he doesn't deserve you. that you deserve to be with someone who's better than him. maybe he should let you go. he loves you, so maybe he should let you go to be with someone who will really make you happy. after all, what exactly has he done to deserve someone like you?

but deep inside, he doesn't ever want to let you go. rin doesn't want to share your smile or laughter with anyone else. he wants you to smile only at him with that fondness in your eyes. the thought of you with someone else is enough to make him go crazy. which is why, he finally admits the truth.

"I dreamt that you left me for sae." he states, rather bluntly.

you blink.

before you can even speak, rin says something that makes your heart hurt.

"do you ever wish you were with someone else?" he asks. he's so vulnerable right now and so different from his normal cold nature. the dream must've really had an effect on him. since he's staring at the wall in front of him instead of looking at you.

"rin," you say, cupping his cheek as you turn him to face you. even though the room is dark, you can still see how his eyes lack any emotion except for insecurity and doubt. "I wouldn't ever leave you for sae, or anyone else. it's just a dream. I promise, I want to stay with you forever."

your voice is so honest and your words make rin feel as if a huge rock has been lifted from his shoulder. right, it's just a dream after all. besides, he would never let his stupid brother steal you away. he won't let anyone steal you away.

"okay." he nods.

gently, he lays back down and pulls you down with him, hugging you close to his chest as he rests his chin on your head. he doesn't say anything, but just holding you close like this is enough to make most of his worries go away. if he has to, he'll be better for you.

rin is tired and his eyes are on the verge of closing when he hears you whisper out a quiet, "I only love you, rinnie."

isagi

isagi is twisting and turning around in his sleep, eyebrows scrunched as a bead of sweat rolls down his forehead. what exactly is he dreaming about?

in his dream, isagi is walking through the bustling city with you. the streets are busy and filled with people, but he's only focused on you. his only thought is you. in fact, you occupy most of his brain space. he's holding your hand, but you seem a bit distant. almost as if you're bored being there with isagi. even though you've been roaming around the city together for a while, he feels as if the connection between you guys was slipping through his fingers.

he sees you glance at your phone, as if there's something more important that's pulling you away. isagi tries to shake the feeling off, but it won't go away and he feels that nervous feeling form in his stomach.

the dream warps, and what he sees is horrifying and it makes his heart drop.

in front of him, is you. and rin. rin is on top of you on the couch as you're pressing kisses onto his face.

isagi can't move. the only thing that he can whisper is a quiet "what's...what's going on..?"

his voice seems to grab you and rin's attention as both your heads snap towards isagi's direction. instead of looking panicked at the fact that you just got caught, you gently push rin off you and sit on the couch. in the softest tone, you tell isagi something that will haunt him for the rest of his life.

"I've been thinking a lot, and...and I just... don't love you anymore." your voice is flat and distant, as if you're talking to a stranger.

isagi takes a step back, unable to process this. you're joking right? you're joking, you're joking, you're joking, you're joking...

he gulps, unable to breathe as he can only whisper out a quiet no.., his voice barely audible. your words sting and suffocate him. he wants to say something. he'll do anything to fix your relationship. just tell him, and he'll grovel at your feet on his knees if it means you'll stay.

rin is sitting casually on the couch. he hasn't said anything, but his eyes meet isagi's gaze. isagi clenches his fists when he makes eye contact with rin. his piercing gaze seems to be mocking isagi, almost as if rin is saying i win.

isagi gasps for air, heart pounding as he sits up in his bed. it took him a moment to realize it was just a nightmare, but his hands are trembling and he can't really shake off the image of you smiling and kissing rin. seriously, out of everything he can dream about, he has to dream about you and rin? why can't he dream about scoring ten goals in soccer?

isagi looks down at the bed to the space next to him. you're still sleeping soundly and he sighs in relief that he didn't wake you up. a small frown grows on his face. he's aware that it's just a stupid dream since you're obviously still with him, sleeping next to him. there's a bit of hair covering your face, and isagi reaches his hand out to brush it away. it's dark, but the light from the digital clock makes your face a bit visible. he stares at you, admiring your sleeping face. you're so pretty, he thinks.

he sighs, before finally laying back down on the bed next to you. he pulls you in close to his chest as he presses a kiss on your forehead.

you grumble and shift a little in his hold, before finally settling down and whispering out a tiny "I love you, yoichi.."

yeah, you only love him. and he only loves you. even if the world ends, you will always be the only one for isagi, and he hopes that you feel the same. that you'll love him always, and that you will always be by his side.

he doesn't want to think about losing you.

nagi

nagi was at first dreaming about playing video games, but he's losing in all of them. and then the dream shifts to him being outside of his classroom

he's confused. the last thing he wants is to be at school right now. but then he hears voices and talking from the other side of the door.

"he's so weird, you know? a total loser." he hears someone say.

he hears anyone person agree with the previous statement, stating their own personal opinion of "he doesn't even try. I mean come on, you can do so much better than a slouch. better than that sloppy looking guy. come on, someone like nagi is never going to change."

oh, so they're talking about him. and you're there.. talking about him as well?

the dream shifts again and he's across from you sitting at a table. there's a heavy silence, and finally, as if you'd been searching for the right words, you say "I don't think this is working out. I.. I don't think we're right for each other. it's not personal, but I just.. don't want to be with you anymore."

someone like nagi is never going to change, the words echoed in his mind.

his heart is sinking, and he reaches his hand out to you, desperate to make you believe that he can change. he'll try, he really will. he wants to speak, but nothing comes out.

your eyes are cold, nothing like the ones that used to look at him full of love and adoration, as if nagi was the one who hung the stars in the sky.

just like that, nagi is jolted awake. he's breathing heavily, staring the ceiling.

he sits up, rubbing his face and trying to shake off the nightmare. but it clings to him, like a whisper in the back of his mind. someone like nagi is never going to change.

oh, you're not in bed with him. no wonder it feels so cold. for a split second, he thinks the dream was real. that maybe you really did leave him. but from his room, he can see a small light coming from outside.

surprisingly, he gets out of bed and walks to the kitchen. there, he sees you, in your nightgown standing at the counter. you don't seem to realize he's behind you, so he sneaks up and hugs you from behind.

"ah!" you let out a small squeak, surprised that nagi was awake at this hour.

"sei, why are you awake?" ironic that you're asking that question, since you're also awake...

"mm.." he grumbles, "can't sleep."

there's a silence. neither of you say anything else.

"s' cold without you.." he mumbles out, rubbing his cheek against yours.

"alright, alright, let's go back to bed." you say. nagi doesn't protest and instead drags you back to the bedroom where he lightly tackles you onto the bed and buries his head in your chest. you run your fingers through his hair and he lets out a sigh of contentment.

"am i unattractive?" he suddenly asks, making you halt your movement of playing with his hair. his face is squished into your chest so the words did come out a little mumbled, but you're genuinely confused. nagi wasn't one to care about appearances and he never asked you questions about how he looked.

"seishiro, why are you asking that?"

"am I?" he seems a bit pressed for your answer.

maybe he dreamt about his appearance? either way, you decide that you won't ask about it right now, since you doubt he'll tell you, claiming it to be too much of a hassle.

"well, sei, I think you're very handsome," you coo at him, as if he's a baby. "and you're cute. you look handsome when you're playing soccer, and even when you're gaming, or even when you've just woken up and your hair's a mess."

nagi just lets out a hum, mumbling a quiet "kay, angel.."

sae

sae drifted into a deep, restless sleep.

he dreams about you. the both of you are at the beach and the sun is setting, which casts a golden glow on your face. you're beautiful, he thinks. your hair is swaying gently due to the wind. he feels content here, being with you. the both of you are walking along the shore and there's a comfortable silence between you two.

but you look distant. and sad. sae doesn't ask about it at first and he attempts to brush it off. but you stop walking and look up at him with eyes that hold a million emotions that he can't comprehend nor understand.

"is something wrong?" he asks with concern.

you don't respond right away, and he's growing worried. but when you finally speak, it's not the answer he's expecting nor wanted.

"I don't think I can do this anymore, sae," you reply, voice quiet and timid.

he freezes and his chest tightens. "what do you mean?" he asks, his voice almost cracking.

you don't look at him.

staring down at the ground, you let out a shaky breath and admit the truth.

"I can't be with you. not anymore."

sae wakes up, heart pounding. the room is dark and he reaches towards the other side of the bed to grab you close and hold you. only.. you're not there.

oh, that's right. that wasn't a dream. you really did leave him a couple months ago. the bed feels large and empty without you. it feels cold. he vaguely remembers your words, something about how he doesn't prioritize you and that you can't be with him, not when you feel like you're not important to him.

sae recalls something you asked him a month prior to your breakup.

"saeeee.. if I ever die, or something happened to me, would you ever be with someone else?

back then, he had scoffed at your ridiculous question. but now, the answer is clear to him.

no, he doesn't think he will ever be with someone that isn't you.

reo

reo is a lot of things. he's attractive, kind, smart, and loaded with money. girls come up to him but he knows that they're really after his money. they don't care about him.

but you're different. you loved reo and you didn't care about how much money he had. thus, he fell for you hard. he loved you ten times more than you loved him, and he wasn't afraid of showing it. and he believes that you love him more than anything as well. that he's your one true love.

so why.. does you hear you talking with your friends about how you're only with him for his wealth?

he hears you, in your room, talking to your friend about something. he's come over to surprise you, so you have no idea he's about ten inches away from your door. but when reo hears you talking on the phone, he leans his ear closer to the door, only to feel his heart get crushed once you hears you talking about him.

"yeah, yeah.. sure." you admit, rather casually, on the phone. "sure he's nice and all, but his money is way nicer. mm, actually I might break up with him soon. he's kind of getting boring."

reo doesn't know what to do. he's unable to move and his feels like he's about to cry. after all this time, you really were only with him for his money. what about the times you kissed him, cheered for him at his soccer games, and came over to his house to spend time with him? what about all those times you sat in the bathtub with him, when you let him sleep on your lap like he was a kitten, or when you giggled putting pink clips in his hair? what about... what about.... what about... what about...

the nightmare fractures, like a mirror.

he lets out a yell, breathing heavily as he wakes up. his loud scream unfortunately woke you up from your slumber too, and you turn around to face him.

"reo...what happened..." you mutter, voice groggy with sleep.

reo feels bad that he woke you up, but the dream felt too real. did you really love him? he knows he shouldn't doubt you, but..

"do you love me?" he blurts out.

"...huh?"

he stutters, embarrassed that he suddenly asked that outloud.

reo doesn't have the chance to explain himself before you say, "of course I love you reo. that's why I'm with you. are you okay?"

"uh..yeah I'm fine." he replies.

you scooch in closer to him and rest your head on his chest.

"do you want a new bag?" he suddenly asks.

"reo," you grumble, sighing at his antics. "I told you I don't need you to buy things for me. seriously, save your money."

yeah, whatever that dream was, he thinks to himself. it's just a dream, it's not real.

kaiser

kaiser did not have a loving childhood. from his mother who abandoned him to his abusive father, he grew up with a life full of hardship and troubles.

but despite everything, he found solace in you, his childhood friend who he was now dating. you provided him with the sense of comfort, you made his life happier, and he doesn't really want to imagine where he would be without you. he thinks you're gorgeous and absolutely breathtaking. you kiss away his troubles and he wants you only to himself. he's not the best at this relationship thing, but you're patient with him.

his dream starts during a soccer match. the crowd is roaring with excitement as usual, but something is off. he's standing on the field, looking for you, the one who's always by his side and cheering him on. but no matter how hard he looked around, you weren't there.

he feels the panic rising in his chest, but he won't show it. kaiser doesn't lose. he's a winner. the best. and he always will be.

that's when he sees it.

you, standing there, with isagi. you're laughing and your eyes are full of joy, but it's not because of him. why the hell were you even with isagi????

you meet his gaze, but your eyes are cold and emotionless. there's nothing there for him. the love you once had for him is gone.

he swallows. fine. he doesn't need you. he's the best after all.

but he wants to smash his hand against the wall and scream why?

as soon as the whistle blows, signaling the start of the match, everything goes dark.

kaiser wakes up with a start, gasping for air and his chest is heaving. there's sweat clinging to his chest and the uncomfortably, heavy weight of the dream. it leaves a bad taste in his mouth, irritating him.

but then he feels it. the familiar warmth next to him. you were there, besides him. his eyes snap towards you. he suddenly feels foolish. the dream wasn't real. of course, he hadn't actually lost you.

you were awake, your hand gently reaching out to him in an attempt to calm him.

"micha, are you okay?"

he shifts away slightly, brushing a hand through his hair in frustration.

"I'm fine." he scoffs.

"you're not fine," you speak gently. "you had a bad dream huh? you can talk to me. I'll always be here for you. you'll never lose me, ever."

kaiser's jaw tightens for a moment before finally letting out a shaky breath and relaxing. he's afraid of losing you, of how vulnerable he is around you, how you make him feel so many emotions he's not sure he wants.

but he smirks.

"course.." kaiser starts, "i don't lose, schatz."

© 𝒌issbabie | don't copy, steal, or translate any of my work

[kancelolol]

On Loop Itoshi Rin x Fem!reader

— You love calling Rin to randomly update him on your day, and he wishes he responded more.

wc: 1.4k || Oneshot || Angst || Hint of fluff? || No happy ending || Implied death/Grief || Swearing || Might be ooc... || Not proofread

"Good morning Rinnie! I hope you've eaten already!"

Rin blankly blinks up at the ceiling as he listens to the sound of scraping and shuffling. His phone laid flat on its screen near his ear, showing off the back of his clear phone case.

On display was a polaroid of you. A personal favorite of his, mainly because you looked so cheerful and wore his favorite smile.

He tries to imagine that you're there with him, using your digital face and voice as a substitute (even when it can never truly compare to the real deal). He lies there in his bedhair, his eyelashes littered with eye crust that he tries to rub away.

A mess was what he was—just like his room that had scattered clothes on the floor and dust cultivating in the corners.

But he smiles nonetheless.

Because he gets to talk to you.

"Morning. Just woke up. I'll eat later." He answers quietly with a slight rasp, already being lulled back to sleep from your comforting voice.

"I'm making myself some pasta right now. Saw a video online last night and started craving it," you chuckle, which is accompanied by sizzling in the background. "You better eat before heading to practice. You can't run on an empty stomach!"

He rolls his eyes, but your words do a better job at warming him than the sun that's peaking through his window's curtains.

"I know. I know. No need to remind me," is what Rin says, exasperation seeping into his tone.

But the way you laugh afterwards makes him think that he wouldn't mind hearing more of your nagging.

Just as long as he could keep listening to your laughter.

He hears your voice again a few hours later while he's at practice. Feets away from his teammates—who were chatting during their break—Rin immediately reaches for his phone.

Even before his towel or water bottle.

"Hey Rinnie! I saw a cat today and it really reminded me of you!" You chirp like it was the highlight of your day, experiencing something so small.

Rin doesn't blame you. He thinks he's the same in some regard when it comes to you.

He still scoffs through his heavy breathing as he remembers the picture of a pleased black cat resting in your lap, "I saw the photo you sent. Is it cause of my hair?"

"It was super cute. It kept looking at me funny at first, and I thought it hated me. But it eventually came up and cuddled on my lap!" You snicker as you recall your meeting with the little feline, "Just like you."

"Since when have I ever done something like that?" He tsks, his lips twitching upward while he finally chugs some water. He takes a moment to pause, contemplating his next words.

They come out soft. Reassuring. And so unlike Rin.

"And I don't hate you. Never have. Never will."

"Who are you talking to?" Isagi appears behind him, causing Rin to whip his head around with narrowed eyes.

His response was a curt—"None of your business"—which prompts Isagi to open his mouth to retort. But a thought seems to flash through his mind, and he quickly shuts it.

"My bad. You just looked happier than usual. Got curious." He shrugs, wearing an unreadable expression.

Rin clicks his tongue, "Curiosity isn't a good excuse to interrupt someone's call. So fuck off. I'm talking to my girlfriend."

He turns his back to Isagi and the rest of the group again, murmuring a small apology as your voice continues speaking from the other end of the line—just barely missing the downturn of Isagi's mouth, and the glimmer of sympathy in his eyes.

By the time he's home and preparing dinner, you have something new to talk about.

"Hi Rinnie! Remember that wedding I'm attending in a few months? Well I'm trying to figure out what outfit to get, but I'm not sure about the color."

Of course he remembers. He could never forget the excited look on your face when you spoke about it, all happy for the bride, who was your friend.

A bowl and spoon clank against one another as Rin plates his meal, intently listening to your struggles with the dress code and purchasing attire that would match it.

"I don't even know what shade of either color would suit me..." You mumble to yourself, loud enough for the mic to pick up and echo throughout Rin's kitchen from his phone speaker.

"I think you'll look pretty regardless of what you go for," he gives a rare compliment that always circled in his mind, but was never quite able to escape his throat. At least, until now, where it comes out quiet, but firm.

As if there was no denying it.

And in Rin's eyes, there truly was no way of doing so.

"Ugh...I can't even decide on a simple outfit for this wedding. Makes me respect my friends who got married. Can't imagine how much of a hassle wedding planning is."

A corner of Rin's mouth curls up, "I think you're just an overthinker. You'll probably grow grey hairs if you were left alone to host a wedding."

There's silence on your end, except for the faint clicks and swiping of a laptop touchpad.

"...Still, I'd love to try it one day. With you." You admit, barely above a whisper, like it was a sacred dream.

Rin's heart skips a beat, lips tightening to prevent them from wobbling.

"Mm...I think I'll decide on this later. I've got time anyways," the snap of your shutting laptop rings out after a few minutes, alongside a soft laughter, "I'll give you a runway show once it gets delivered too."

Rin's chest hurts, but he snorts with amusement as he sits down with his food, phone in his free hand, "Fine. I'll look forward to it."

"I hope you look forward to it. Because I do." You state at the same time before pausing, and it's dead silent. Not just on your end, but with Rin too.

His apartment feels bigger—emptier—than usual. It's dimly lit where he's seated at his small dining table. Across from him stood a single, empty chair.

"But maybe that's cause I miss you."

You chuckle as the sentence falls off your tongue, meant to be light-hearted.

It's quiet though—too quiet—with an underlying hesitance, like you saying that was the equivalent of confessing a sin.

Rin swallows hard, releasing the grip on his spoon to trace his thumb over his phone like it was your hand.

But it wasn't your hand. It could never be.

No matter how much he tried to delude himself into believing it.

"...Fuck—I miss you too. I swear I do." His chest squeezes even tighter as his voice cracks, the words flowing out in broken pieces like his heart.

His other hand covers his eyes—shielding his impending tears—as he continues, "I think about you so much. It's so difficult to do anything when—"

"I think I'll end it here for today." Your voice perks up again, like you couldn't hear how you had cracked a hole that opened Rin's reality once again.

"Call me back when you can. Good luck with your match! Love you. Take care."

Rin can practically hear—see—the sweet smile that's on your face. One that used to light up his world, but now haunts him with its absence.

"Wait—"

The voicemail ends with a beep before the apartment goes back to silence. Rin just stares at the list of voicemails from all the times that you've called.

All the times that he never answered.

His food is long forgotten—appetite disappearing.

Yet, he still craved something.

He craved you.

Any piece of you. Any trace of you.

Like a wild animal searching for scraps, Rin thinks he will always cling to the memory of you. Even if it's poison.

And so his finger quickly presses the message he just listened to, and allows your repeated voice to lead him to his destruction.

"Hi Rinnie! Remember that wedding I'm attending in a few months? Well I'm trying to figure out what dress to get but I'm not sure about the color. The only thing is—"

Author's Note:

First time posting angst and it's kinda mid 💔 It's fine though (probably) Just wanted to post something to get rid at least one of the like, 50 drafts that I have...

[choccorin]

contents: fluff, rinnie being jealous, just a random drabble <3

he hates that plushie. he would've burned it to ashes by now , only if you didn't love it so much. if a glare could kill, that plushie— who isn't even alive— would be dead right now.

“ rinnie look, he really looks just like you! ” you giggle , showing him the custom-made plushie while pressing your cheek on it.

“ tch. ”

he thinks it's stupid. why are you spending so much time with that damn doll instead of him? your actual real life boyfriend.

you've been obsessing over it since it arrived two days ago , you're just overjoyed about how adorable it looks. it matches rin's personality perfectly!

“ hey, c'mon! don't be like that, rinnie! ” you whine , giving him a pout. “ you'll be leaving in a day, i don't want us to argue about anything before you leav- ”

“ exactly. ”, he cuts you off , “ i'm leaving soon but , you're spending more time on that stupid thing instead of me. ” he crosses his arms and makes himself sink deeper into the couch.

“ rinnie , don't tell me ... are you jealous because of the plushie? ”

he turns his head away from you , trying to hide the soft blush forming around his cheeks and ears.

you giggle at his jealousy , “ awh, you're so cute rinnie! ” you'll never stop loving this immature side of him. a side of him that only you get to see.

“ just shut up and come here. ” he pulls you by the waist and makes you straddle him.

“ i also saw you kissing it you know. ” he glares at you , but you only giggle at response.

“ it was only because you were busy packing, ” you cup his face into your hands and give small pecks onto both of his cheeks, “ .. won't do it again, promise. ”

“ hmph. ”

he pulls you into him closer — like you two aren't already close enough — and gives you a soft but aggressive kiss. (i don't know how kisses work ?)

“ .. i'll give you all the attention and damn kisses you want so get rid of it already. ”

[reallyromealone]

Part 2 to the rindo x male reader the succubus like ran comes looking for rindo and barges into his room to see reader and rindo cuddled up together and ran goes and tell everyone. Just thinking at how chaotic it’ll be.🙃

Title: morning after

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: bonten

Fic type: smut, omegaverse

Pairings: Rindō x male reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, smut, nsfw, omegaverse, au, demon au, reader is Omega

Notes: I got you

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(Name) Was snuggly and full, the succubus testing on his new alphas chest as Rindō put a show on the tv in the corner as he rubbed (name)s hip "you hungry? For like human food?" The Alpha clarified and (name) looked dazed as he tried to comprehend what his alpha said to him "poor thing, fucked you stupid..." Rindō teased as he ordered food for them, he didn't know what the Omega liked so he got something light for him after all they just fucked for a solid four hours.

"You really managed to pick one of the most dangerous men and demon in the country, you know that right?"

"You smelled good..." (Name) Mumbled and Rindō chuckled at his adorable mates words "you smell real good too"

"Rinny, I know it's late but Mikey wants us to... Holy shit" Ran froze as he watched his younger brother in demon form snuggle up to a cute little succubus with claim marks on their necks, both looking like they just had some wild sex.

"Oh my fuck... hahaaAhHAHAA!" Ran cackled as he stumbled out and (name) snapped from his haze and looked embarrassed as he covered himself, Rindō looking annoyed at his brother.

"One moment baby" Rindō kissed him gently before going to go deal with his nosey older brother.

"How did that happen?" Ran asked while giggling and sitting on the couch "he came for a meal and I decided I wanted to keep him" Rindō said simply and ran raised an eyebrow "you decided to just... Keep him?" That did not sound like his brother, Rindō didn't just see some pretty little thing and keep them. "He's a half-blood, is a- well was a virgin and I don't know... I just couldn't let him leave"

"Half-blood? Does he know what you do?"

"I don't think he knows who I am, like at all"

The two heard the door creek open and the Omega in question stood in Rindōs shirt and a pair of his boxers "you uh... Destroyed my clothes, sorry..." (Name) Looked awkward as he fidgeted with the sleeves and his tail curled around his leg as a show of submission.

Aaaaand Ran now understood, this was exactly Rindōs type not to mention an Omega succubi so the cutie could survive Rindō.

Rindō motioned (name) to come to them, the poor thing limping as Ran tried to not laugh as Rindō pulled him into his lap "this is my brother, he can be annoying as shit but he's good" Rindō said as the elder Haitani smiled "so (name), tell me about yourself"

This is not how any of them expected to have this type of conversation, the scent of sex still lingering as Ran went to pour himself a drink and Rindō soothed his mates nerves, clearly (name) was uncomfortable having this sort of meeting right after having his world rocked.

"O-oh, well I work at my grandpa's book store and I'm in university... I'm just finishing last semester..."

"I see~ and are you aware of who we are?"

"I only realized when Rindō had me pinned..."

"He was too hungry to realize that he went into a demons apartment" Rindō added and Ran raised an eyebrow and Rindō sighed "he only took energy through kisses because he felt bad" human things, things that the brothers didn't really understand nor cared too deeply about, only really having any 'warm' feelings like compassion and care for each other and for Rindō, (name) was added due to the Bonding mark.

"Well that's fucking stupid, don't starve yourself because you worry about others feelings"

"But--"" weakness like that amongst demons and even humans will get you killed."

(Name) Fidgeted and Ran sighed "well I suppose I'll leave you love birds to it, I just came by to say Mikey wants you first thing in the morning since you were obviously too occupied to answer..." Ran shrugged and downed the rest of his drink before sauntering off, turning to look at the succubus "welcome to the family"

Once Ran left, Rindō brought (name) back to their room, still having time till they had to do their shit, the Alpha checking on their foods progress and humming "one second baby, I'm just gonna get our food" slipping on pajama pants the Alpha presented in his human form while (name) cuddled into the blankets, staring at his back while he went to the lobby.

What did he get himself into? He was just trying to get a meal and now he's got a mate! A hot one at that! And his conversation with Rindōs brother was so awkward!

He can't believe he was so reckless!

But god... Did this help considerably, he always felt a burn in his abdomen and his hunger... He wasn't hungry anymore, he felt so full and energetic.

He wanted more... But he would rather die than ask that.

"Sit up, pretty boy" Rindō said as he walked in with takeout bags "I got us wraps, I didn't know what you wanted so I just got the most popular" (name) took the wrap that was handed to him "what's next?" (Name) Asked as he bit into his wrap "what do you mean?" Rindō asked as he swallowed his food "like... You claimed me and stuff, so like what now?"

"Instinct wise you won't be able to be away from me or my scent without getting anxious... You haven't eaten right so you need to be 'fed' often till it regulates again" Rindō explained as he looked at the other with a gaze (name) couldn't figure out "you can share my bed or take the guest room..." (Name) Felt like the guest room thing wasn't an actual option and just nodded, he was a little intimidated by his new mate.

He was easily intimidated by a lot of things, he wasn't exactly the strongest after all.

Stronger than a human but definitely weaker than an average demon.

"We can work out the details tomorrow" the two finished their food and Rindō carried (name) to the washroom to brush their teeth, the demon having a few spares "what? There was a deal" he said simply when (name) looked curious at the variety pack.

When (name) woke, he let out a soft gasp as the sensation of a tongue lapping his ass, toes curling and fists clenching pleasure. Turning his head he looked to the source, seeing Rindō focused and entranced by his meal while groping and playing with (name)s ass cheeks. "Finally, you're awake" Rindō teased the poor Omega who whined, watching as Rindō bit his ass teasingly before moving to rut his cock between (name)s spit lubed cheeks "please.." (name) whined as he tried to get the alphas cock into him pitifully while Rindō just grinned sadistically.

"Come on, Omega... Beg for it"

"P-please...." (Name) Was flushed and embarrassed but Rindō didn't care as he tisked and slapped (name)s ass "come on baby, you can do better" he loved teasing the Omega already, he made it so easy! The durability of a demon and the reactions of a human~

"Please... Please um.... Put your cock in me..." (Name) Was embarrassed needy as Rindō rubbed his cock against (name)s cute puckered ass slowly, letting it catch slightly before pushing up, eventually pushing slowly into (name)s tight heat with a slow groan. Only half his cock was in as he began thrusting slowly, watching intently as his cock sunk deeper and deeper till he bottomed out. Rindō let out a sigh as (name) let out little moans and whimpers, feeling Rindō kiss bus nape before beginning his thrusts.

"Yesyesyes!" (Name) Chanted as his eyes turned completely (color), somehow the pleasure was even better than Yesterday and he was addicted to Rindōs cock.

After their breakfast the two showered and (name) got to suck his first cock.

"I gotta head to work, I'll drive you to university"

"I need to get my bag from my house...."

Rindō hummed before the two got ready and went out, stopping at (name)s apartment and Rindō was absolutely nosey while his mate collected the things he needed "ok ready!" (Name) Said happily and they were off.

(Name) Was shy as he was driven to university in a luxury car, at least a 300k car....

"I'll have someone collect you, I'll call you when they're on their way" Rindō said kissing him once more, a trill leaving (name)s lips as energy transfered "go get good grades"

Rindō walked into the building like he usually did though with an extra pep in his step, going to the executive floor to see "the fuck are you all staring at me for?"

"So how's married life?" Koko teased and Rindō groaned at the others who snickered "Ran told us all about him, limping out and looking like he was mauled" Sanzu added snarkily as they all looked at him teasingly.

"Better not get in the way of work" mochi said half teasing half deeply serious and Rindō scoffed "humans die easy"

"Oh he's not human-- well not mostly" ran added and the others looked curious "what is he? Fae?"

"Succubus, a virgin one before rinny got his claws into him"

"Holy shit"

"An Omega to boot"

Rindō was ready to die as the others gawked "damn.... That's like finding a unicorn...."

"We HAVE to meet this little one" kakucho said intrigued and Rindō wanted to die.

Hopefully (name)s classes were better than this shit.

[okkotsuus]

SWEET BABY (rin i.) !

features: rin itoshi

contents: tooth rotting fluff. no wc (prbably like 0.4k?). brainrot.

notes: for the loml zen (@saexy) because its ur fault i'm thinking about him.

rin's voice is muffled against your neck, soft black hair ticking under your chin. his massive frame is sprawled overtop of you on the couch (which his feet hand over the armrest of because he is simply a big baby).

"i'm not cute, that's lukewarm." he grumbles, plush pink lips brushing slightly against your pulse point. you can feel his scrunched up brows against your skin: he was sulking.

your chuckle rings like bells in his ear, it doesn't help to distract him from the gooey warm mush clouding his mind. "rinnie, i believe many boys would be lucky to have their lover calling them cute..." there's a playful lilt to your words, corners of you lips quirking upwards in amusement.

he finds himself suppressing a whine, you know damn well why he's acting this way and you still chose to torment him, to tease him to ruthlessly.

"i'm not a baby, i'm a man..." rin huffs, but the soft pout on his lips and the grasping hands against your shirt tell otherwise. his head lifts up to expose his reddened cheeks: giving you the meanest glare he could muster (which looked more like an angry puppy than anything...)

your hands instantly cup against the roundness of his cheeks. though his baby-face had long since grown sharp, there's still just enough to pinch gently between loving fingers. "you'll always be my baby rin, my sweet boy..."

the boy only groans, large hands reaching to gently encircle your wrists. there's no real force exerting from him as he pushes your hands down against the pillow beside your head.

his knees dig into the plush of the couch on either side of your hips, allowing him to hover over you. turquoise eyes dart around every slope and valley of your face, memorizing what love looks like to him.

"i'm not a damn baby, and you know it..." his voice is gruff as he falls back onto you, pulling a soft 'oof' from your lungs. rin's fingers intertwine with yours, still keeping your hands down by your head.

he claims not to be a baby but he's just so damn soft when it comes to you, how could you not want to spoil him rotten?

okotsuus 24

[ilsanslut]

TREAT YOU BETTER! [2]

♰ featuring: itoshi sae + itoshi rin [blue lock]

♰ note: do i even need to mention how anticipated this part was? i will mention though, that it did take me quite some time to write this and i tried to proofread it to the best of my ability, but i do apologize if there are some minor errors. lastly, sorry for putting it off for so long due to my hiatus, i hope you all enjoy!

sypnosis: the itoshi brothers punish you for your 'infidelity'. wc: 6.5k content/trigger warning(s): 18+. fem/fem-bodied reader. POST BLUE LOCK. rin is 19. sae is 21. sibling rivalry. implied thick/chubby!reader. EXTRA MEAN!RIN. possessive!rin. cocky!sae. bully!itoshi brothers. they are both assholes in this fic. PRIOR MENTIONS OF CHEATING. degradation. unprotected sex. fingering. squirting. rough sex. DUBIOUS CONTENT. spanking. dacryphilia. slut-shaming. groping. double-penetration. implied size kink. skull/throat-fucking. choking/borderline asphyxiation. minor angst. hair pulling. manhandling. breeding. excessive mentions of drool/spit + rin's focused mode. IMPACT PLAY (face slapping, tit slapping, cock/pussy slapping). basically, they really fuck you up but they swear it’s out of love. aftercare! ꒷꒦

view part one of TREAT YOU BETTER here: part one.

If purgatory was real, you were most certainly in it now. Penalized for your past life's sins and transgressions, you were chained and perched atop a platform before your accusers, between the heavens and the depths of hell. Except now, that platform was Rin’s bed, and the only eyes upon you were his and Sae’s—the latter of which continued to bore into your own as the rhythmic slapping of his hips against your ass refused to cease. And even now, there was that sickening twinkle in his eyes, full of sinister joy as he basked in the warped satisfaction of your psychological suffering. How lovely he found you, those plump tears streaming down your ruined cheeks—if he could, he would frame that photo for his foyer. How your plump brims continued to babble out pleas for him to stop, for him to slow down, to please let you catch your breath so that you could process the situation you found yourself in, but he didn’t. He wouldn’t. Not until you creamed around his cock in front of your pretty lil’ boyfriend, that is.

While you, on the other hand, were currently battling the inner turmoil the two demonic brothers were putting you through. In your head, Rin’s word’s played on a loop like a broken record, plagued to repeat that same damned phrase over and over again. ‘You told me you would wait, Nii-chan.’

They plotted against you, laid out the trap, and like the oblivious bunny you are, you stumbled right into the wolf’s den.

“Y’see this, Rinnie~?” Sae drawled breathlessly, using his free hand that wasn’t holding your hair to cup your jaw, manipulating your head in his sibling’s direction while he placed his chin atop your shoulder. Forced to once again meet the eyes of your lover, you would immediately notice the contemptuous and repulsed glare he used to stab into you like a searing, hot iron blade straight into your heart. But you could never miss the desire beneath his teal eyes—desire that almost turned his current enmity for you into lust. Should you venture to cast your eyes any lower, you would also observe the brewing tent inside his sweatpants, pushing the fabric to its absolute limit.

“What d’you think is making poor Y/N cry like this, hm? The fact that she’s been caught in her infidelity or this fat cock pummeling her tight cunt?” You could feel Sae’s wolfish grin against your flesh as he spoke, dragging sharp canines across the skin of your shoulder as his own teal oculars met his brother’s.

“Both.” Rin stated bluntly before his expression would twist sourly, his upper lip curling into a sneer while his eyes narrowed on you with malicious intent. “Though if I were to guess, I bet it’s your cock since she’s a little cockslut who can’t be satisfied with just one man’s dick.” He spat as he reached his hand up to undo the zipper on his windbreaker, pulling it down slowly to reveal his equally, if not more, built form than Sae’s.

“Oh~” Sae jeered much to your chagrin, slowing the pace of his hips so he could press himself flush against your ass and languidly hump his cock into you. Unfortunately, you were unable to keep your delighted mewls from slipping past your brims as his thick cock caressed your fluttering walls. “Y’hear that, princess? Even your boyfriend thinks that you’re a cock-addicted whore.” He used his grip on your hair and chin to mockingly shake your head back and forth, feigning pity in his tone to add more fuel to your smoldering fire.

He leaned into your ear, soft lips pressing right against your lobe as his teeth captured the soft flesh between his teeth, snarling lowly. “How d’you think he’d feel knowing that you were about to make a mess on my cock, huh?”

Amidst your whimpers and pleasured mewls, you frantically shook your head, trying your hardest to deny the accusation as Rin’s fixed glare on you only grew more scrutinizing. “M’not, m’not gonna—!” On the contrary, your body would deny your vehement retorts made prevalent by your quivering thighs, heightened moans, and the sinful way your walls clung to Sae's cock.

“Don’t fucking lie to me” Sae hissed in your ear, releasing his grip on your chin to quickly swat the fattened flesh of your breast, drawing a squeal from your lips. “Y’don’t think I can’t feel this greedy cunt sucking me in? Trying to milk me of everything I have, huh?”

“N-No! Ngh~! Sae, I-I can’t—”

Your cries were silenced when an opposing hand would soon grip your chin, forcing your gaze to meet the second set of teal eyes belonging to none other than Rin. He glowered down at you, his blunt nails digging into the soft flesh of your cheeks. Even with your strong reluctance to acknowledge it, Rin's intense gaze was enough to make you clamp harder around Sae.

“Cum on his cock, Y/N.” He ordered, his voice barely above a twisted growl. “It’s the only thing pretty sluts like you are good at, right?” His grip loosened for naught but a second to drag the pad of his thumb across your drooling and babbling brims. “Unless, you’re not . . . care to try and prove me wrong?”

You tried—you really, really tried—to hold back your orgasm, to prove Rin wrong, but the tantalizing way Sae pounded his length into you was intoxicating—tainting your mind with one need and one need only—your release. Your fists pounded against Sae's thighs behind you, trying to get midfeilder off of you, or at the very least to slow down—but it was futile. Your back rumbled from the vibrations in Sae's chest as he chuckled, his forearm caging itself around your neck and the crease of his other forearm pulling back his balled fist to effectively lock you in an unforgiving headlock, depriving your brain of precious oxygen. With your resolve all but diminished, you finally came undone before both your boyfriend and his elder brother.

All you could see was white as your vision blurred and your body seized as the coil in your tummy snapped, allowing your juices to flow out of you, fruitfully drenching both your and Sae's lower halves as well as the sheets beneath you. Your cries and pleas of euphoria filled the room, drowning out the lewd and now wet smacking sounds of Sae's pelvis against your ass, as well as he and his brother's mocking jeers. Without both of their grips on your body, you would have collapsed from the sheer intensity of it all, your body going limp as the ferocity of your orgasm nearly knocked you unconscious.

“Fuck yeah,” Sae groaned into your ear, though you were barely able to register it as he fucked you through your orgasm. “That’s it; that’s the stuff. Ngh, fuck. M’gonna cum too, gonna fill your pretty pussy to the brim.” He grunted as his thrusts grew sloppy from his impending orgasm.

But it never came. At least, not in the way you expected it.

At the last second before Sae finally came inside of you, your body cruelly hit the sheets as you were no longer supported by the strength of both men. On top of that, you suddenly felt horribly empty as the midfielder’s cock was wrenched out of you, leaving you to clench around nothing—though you were hardly in any state to utter a rebuttal.

In your daze, you heard the sounds of a struggle and Sae's enraged shout as you writhed between the sheets and something hot shot against your ass cheeks and lower back. Groggily, you mustered enough strength to push yourself up onto your elbows to glance over your shoulder, only to see a fucked-out and infuriated Sae forced back onto his haunches as Rin held his light auburn locks in a vice grip, equally, if not more, irate than his elder.

“What the fuck, Nii-chan.” Rin snarled, tugging Sae by his locks as if to enunciate his anger. “I thought we agreed that you weren’t allowed to cum inside of her, so what the fuck was that, huh?”

At first, Sae remained silent and merely opted to match Rin's glower with a quiet one of his own. Your weary eyes slid down, taking in his semi-hard cock that rested against his toned thighs, strings of yours and his arousal clinging to his girth, the thick lifts and falls of his chest, and the sweat trickling down his abs. Then your eyes shifted to Rin, where you noted the hardness of his angrily-clenched jaw, the furious downward pull of his thick brows over his captivating teal eyes, blazing with anger and betrayal, and the undeniable bulge that tugged at the material of his sweatpants.

The way your pussy clenched around nothing at the sight was unavoidable.

They were both too fucking hot for your own good.

“It’s not my fault that her greedy fuckhole wouldn’t let me go.” Sae snapped, smacking Rin’s fist from his locks. “And besides. . .” Something sinister arose on his features, tainting his expression with the need to torment the forward. “You heard her, didn’t you? She likes the way my cock fucks her more than yours anyway.”

You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed after Sae’s bombshell of a statement. As you lay there, your heart raced, and a sense of unease washed over you, causing a pit of guilt to form in the pits of your tummy. Rin said nothing in response, staggering back from his brother with an incredulous and infuriated look before his face twisted into a maddened snarl, which Sae countered with a smug look. Had you looked even further, you could see the aura of their monstrous egos swirling around them, threatening to rip one another limb from limb.

“You motherfucker.” He growled, fists clenching with pure unadulterated rage as he lunged for his sibling yet again, only this time, you stepped in.

“Rin, stop!” You shouted, lunging forward to grab your boyfriend’s wrist before he could get his hands on Sae once more.

Rin's focus finally shifted to you, his eyes wide as clarity dawned on him for a moment, before the disdain and anger he felt for you at the time zeroed in on your form, immobilizing you where you kneeled. His fury was like a searing wave. It washed over you in that instant, and it was so intense that it made your knees weaken and your heart race. You’d seen him look at others like this before, but never directed at you before. His opponents, Isagi Yoichi, Shidou Ryusei, and even Sae on occasions, sure, but you? Never before in your life.

“You.” His tone was gutteral and animalistic, unlike anything you’d ever heard from Rin before.

Sae took advantage of the situation at that precise moment to slide off the mattress and out of dodge, but not before giving you a knowing wink and a sly look. Rin didn’t even seem to react to this. In fact, now that Sae was out of the picture, his arm dropped to his side, and you became the new target of his wrath.

It was as though you were peering into the eyes of a savage beast—of a starving lion who had finally cornered a gazelle who continuously fled and eluded the beast from her fate. Before you could react, Rin’s hands were on you, a strong hand wrapped around your neck to lift you from your haunches and into a proper kneeling position so that he could glower at you at eye level.

“Don’t you think for a second, Y/N, that you’re innocent in all of this.” He was seething, hissing through clenched teeth as you could feel his breath wafting over your frightened visage. “You know, the only reason that I returned home early from my jog was because Nii-chan told me that he had just arrived home? Do you know that it only took me ten minutes to come back after that?” You could feel his grip trembling in your veins, like he was holding himself back from lashing out at you further. "You mean to tell me that it only took him 600 seconds to strip you down and fuck you stupid on his cock in the mere minutes that he was here, huh? For you to forget your loyalty and love for me in only 10 minutes, Y/N?"

Tears that you hadn’t even realized had begun to spill streamed down your cheeks. Your heart ached with the knowledge that your actions had shattered trust and betrayed the trust of someone who had placed faith in you. In the midst of your tears, you struggled to find the right words to express the depths of your remorse. You wanted to take back your choices and undo the damage you had done, but you knew that you couldn't erase the past. It was far too late for that.

“But you know what,” Rin continued, his grip on your throat as well as his expression softening. “I’m not mad.” He whispered, his voice suddenly sincere. His hand left your neck entirely in favor of stroking your hair lovingly with his other caressing your cheek, a stark contrast to the unbridled wrath he had displayed toward you only moments before.

You blinked, dumbfounded. But you could not help but lean into his tenderness and crave his affection after such a strenuous situation, especially when he offered such gentle touches and words.

“Y-You’re not?” You whispered, your voice hopeful, as tears welded up in your eyes for a different reason now—out of joy.

Rin shook his head with the faintest of smiles on his face. “I’m not . . .” His tone remained soft, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead that you found yourself falling into. Almost immediately, you were melting into him, graceful for your boyfriend’s compassion.

“I’m furious.”

In an instant, a switch had flipped, and once again, Rin turned the tables on you. Before you could respond, his fist became unbearably tight at the crown of your hair, pulling mercilessly at the roots before he tugged your gaze to meet his, ablaze with fury. Now, it was your turn to look betrayed as your pretty eyes widened with both incredulity and fear as you gaped at your lover and the sinister look in his eye.

“But don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll feel much, much better after I blow some steam off by using your pretty body.”

You could barely manage a squeal as you were soon manhandled atop Rin's bed until you were lying on your back with your head hanging over the edge. Your vision turned upside down, and you craned your neck to look up at Rin, who was busy ridding himself of his sweatpants and boxers until he was finally able to tug free his painfully hard cock right above your face. Your mouth watered at the sight of your lover’s well-endowed length at its full mast, thick, hot, and sweltering with a vein bulging along its otherwise smooth underside. His blushed tip drooled with pre, which he used to lube his hand as he pumped himself above you, unable to keep his gaze from wandering over your lewd, plump, and womanly body.

“Fuck,” He swore as he tossed his head back, allowing you to watch as his balls clenched and length twitched from the wave of pleasure that overcame him.

You noticed movement in the space between Rin's muscular thighs as you watched Sae sit in Rin's desk chair behind him, one arm resting on the arm rest while the other languidly stroked his semi-hard cock and one leg resting atop the other at the ankle. When he caught your gaze, he shot you a wolfish smirk, using your slick to roll his thumb around his reddened tip.

“Don’t look at me, princess. Look at your pretty boyfriend.”

At his command, your gaze rose, only to see Rin using his thumb to spread your lips and guide his cock into the warmth of your mouth. As you took inch by inch into your throat, you could hear your lover groaning above you, swearing something about you swallowing him down like it was nothing. Though it really wouldn’t be a punishment if he made things easy for you, would it?

Soon, he reached the hilt of your throat, and his balls were firmly nestled against your nose, allowing you to inhale his salty yet pleasant musk. Both of his large palms reached down to grab the sides of your head before his hips began to thrust himself in and out of your tight cavern, gradually picking up his pace until he was pistoning in and out of you without mercy. You spluttered and gagged, your eyes squeezing shut as you focused on breathing through your nose when you could as his balls pummeled relentlessly into your nose, making sure to smother you with his heavy orbs each time.

“Hngh, shit, Y/N!” Rin swore, his eyes torn between fixating on the sinful bounce of your large breasts from his unrelenting thrusts or the way his girth bulged your throat every time he bottomed out inside of you. “Taking this dick like it’s nothing, huh?” Rin hissed through clenched teeth as he grabbed both of your breasts in his palms and delivered merciless squeezes. “This is what sluts like you were made for, hm? Swallowing down cocks with no efforts, draining them of every last drop?” He paused, tossing his head back to groan as his balls churned beneath him. He had been pent up for so long that he knew he wouldn’t last any longer. “Never content with just one man’s dick inside of you, always craving more . . Fuck~!"

As 'effortlessly' as he described you accepting his length and brutish treatment, you still needed to breathe, which was proving to be an impossible task as his thrusts became more animalistic and sloppy. The harsh sounds of his tip bullying the end of your throat resonated off of the room, the wet “glrk, glrk, glrks” filling your ears and making your cheeks burn at the vulgarity of it all. Your hands reached up to his muscular thighs, seeking purchase from his lethal thrusts, only to have both of your wrists seized in one large hand and pinned atop your breasts. His other hand went to your nose and tightly pinched it, effectively stopping your only source of life—breathing—and adding to his savagery. The distinct pleasure moans he once emitted had devolved into almost feral snarls and grunts, as if you were being ravaged by a beast rather than your typically stoic boyfriend.

“Take it, fuckin’ take it.” He spat as his hips stuttered. Then, without warning, he pressed himself against your face, the base of his cock hilting at your lips as his balls smushed flush against your nose, further deepening your struggle to breathe. You soon found yourself preoccupied with not choking as Rin's hot, steaming cum shot down your throat, forcing you to swallow it all down. That did not stop you from flailing beneath Rin, though, and he effortlessly wrangled you down and made you take rope after rope of his seed into your spasming throat.

You whined aloud, attempting to yell out to him that if he didn’t let up, you were about to pass out, but it was clear that he didn’t give a damn if you remained conscious or not. That is, until a few more agonizing seconds passed and black spots started to obscure your vision when Rin freed himself from your throat, his semi-hard shaft hanging over your face with strings of your saliva and his seed still clinging to his length.

You gasped for air, greedily gulping down sweet, sweet breaths of pure oxygen, and your lungs were more than thankful for the reprieve. Despite your blood pumping furiously in your ears, you could still make out the sound of a chuckle from behind Rin, belonging to none other than Sae.

“Damn, Rinnie. I thought you were going to kill her.” He snickered, still lazily stroking at his dick, which twitched in his palm when your eyes met yet again.

But there was no use concentrating on him, because Rin retreated a few steps and blocked your view once more. Looking up at him with your thoroughly ruined visage, you nearly gasped at the untamed lust swimming within his eyes. It was the same expression he would have when his ego took over on the field—hungry and damn near starving.

“Not yet.”

You felt rough hands grabbing at your body again, tossing you about as though you were a ragdoll, until you found yourself in an all-too-familiar position on your hands and knees. Those same hands seized at your plump hips and snatched you back until your ankles hung off of the bed, forcing a squeal to rip from your lips. Your hips jumped as Rin's blunt cock tip touched your clit, and your toes curled as he gave you several sharp smacks of his cock to your cunt.

“R-Rinnie.” You whimpered, casting a sidelong glance at him, your mouth slightly open in defiance of his actions, pleading for a break, if only to catch your breath before he pummeled you until you couldn’t see straight. However, your voice was cut short when you felt his hands seize a handful of your hair and tug at your head until your back was hard against his chest.

“Sluts don’t talk, Y/N.” He spat against your cheek. “They moan, get their pussies used, their throats fucked, and only say, 'Yes, sir, give me more.’ Do you understand me?”

You nodded silently, knowing that trying to talk sense into his head when he was acting this way was a fruitless endeavor.

“Good girl.” His lips brushed against your cheek in a fleeting kiss. “I don’t want to hear another word out of your mouth unless it’s begging me for me, understood?”

With the knowledge that answering out loud would be foolish, you nodded once more, suppressing a startled cry as he quickly brought you back down into his sheets, pressing your back into an almost painful arch with his hand planted firmly on your head. Rin seized his cock and sank it inch by inch into your tight cunt, evoking deep, guttural keens from you both without saying another word. He gave you a breathy, arousing laugh that curled your toes. He couldn’t believe that after all of this, your pretty pussy still proceeded to greedily suckle his cock as though it just couldn’t get enough.

He gave you no time to respond before he launched into his ferocious pace, pouring all of his anger, contempt, and hatred toward you into your abused hole in a way that left you feeling nothing but pure euphoria. Shouts and high-pitched cries of pleasure tore from your throat against your better judgment, partially muffled by the sheets he forced your head into. Your head was spinning, and your thoughts were focused only on how deliciously Rin pounded into you. His cock's mouth-watering curve made your thighs tremble and your knees weaken beneath you as he relentlessly pounded into your sweet spot. Observing your shaking limbs, Rin steadied your hips with both of his hands, using his improved grip to thrust more deliberately into your cunt, his thick girth bottoming out inside of you each time.

“Look a’that” Rin drawled breathlessly amidst the rhythmic clapping of his pelvis against your ass, the vulgar bouncing off of the walls. “My dick is so good you just can’t shut the fuck up, huh?”

“Ah, yes, yes, God, yes, Rin~!” You babbled, unable to stop the tears of ecstasy that squeezed from your pretty eyes.

“—But you love Nii-chan’s dick more than mine, right?”

Suddenly his ferocious pace turned into lackadaisical humps, ruining what immense pleasure had been building up within you and corrupting your mind with the need for more. You whined, one partially in desperation and the other in frustration. You moved your hips, trying to fuck yourself on Rin's cock, while craning your neck to get a better look at your boyfriend. Rin was no idiot, though. Having already sensed your intentions, his grip steeled on your hips, preventing you from moving further, much to your vexation.

“Ah, ah, Y/N.” Rin chided, the faintest hint of a smug smirk tugging at the corners of his lips with his eyes narrowed in amusement. He firmly pressed your ass against his hips, circling his length inside of you with agonizingly slow hip rotations that taunted you with just enough stimulation that it left you mewling for more. “Answer me first, you needy bitch.” A gleam of sadism twinkled in his eye, making your heart lurch in his chest at how closely he resembled his brother.

“N-No, God, Rin.” You whispered breathlessly, shaking your head in an attempt to think clearly amidst your cockdrunk haze. However, each subtle rotation of his hips against your ass stirred your thoughts in a way that only muddied them further. “I love your cock more, I-I swear—”

“—So you’re a cheater, a whore, and a dirty little liar, Y/N?”

Your breath hitched in your throat, pushing yourself up from the mattress to now see Sae standing in front of you, glowering down at you with the same, if not more, sadistic gleam in his eye. Not daring to break your gaze from his own, you watched through your peripheral vision as his fists pumped his hard shaft only mere inches away from your face.

“Here I was, thinking you had more shame than this.” Sae huffed, clicking his tongue as his thumb stroked over your swollen bottom lip. “Yet here you are, so desperate for yet another cock in your drooling fuckhole that you’d do anything—even lie—just to relive the feeling of having what’s left of your pretty lil’ brains fucked out, right?”

“I—I . . .”

Resonably, you were at a loss for words, but there was no need to worry as Rin spoke up for you, “And you can’t even answer him? Pathetic. I bet if we let all of those lukewarm fuckfaces from Blue Lock run a train on you, you’d love every second of it, huh, princess?” He further accentuated his point with a hard, trained thrust deep into your womb. You swear he even grazed your cervix.

“No, no! I-I only want you, Rin. I only want you, I love you!”

You squeezed your eyes shut, and, although you were oblivious to it, the brothers shared a look with one another. Their silence was deafening, and even Rin’s hips had stilled within you. However, before you were able to voice your confusion, you would feel sharp, phallic taps against your cheek. You didn’t even have to open your eyes to know what it was.

“Good girl.” Sae cooed condescendingly as though he were talking to a mutt worthy of praise.

“Probably the most truthful statement you said all night,” Rin followed, albeit far quieter than his sibling as his thrusts once again resumed, drawing tantalizing moans from your lips. “Then tell me after this, which one of us fucks you better, yeah? And don’t you dare.” He paused, using his large hand to rain down a set of smacks on both of your pillowy ass cheeks forcing a cry to rip from your lips. “Dream of lying to me.”

You nodded as best you could against the force of Sae pressing his cock against your face, using his thumb to hold his length taut as he literally fucked your face with it. Immediately, Rin’s brutal pace resumed again. Using his newly acquired leverage and his bruising grip on your hips, he pressed his foot against the mattress next to your knee and proceeded to fuck himself deeper into you. It felt like he was trying to pry you open with each thrust. Had it not been for Sae taking the opportunity to shove his cock into your mouth the moment you opened it to muffle your cry of ecstasy, you were certain that the neighbors would’ve thought you were being murdered.

In a way, though, it was almost like you were.

It was like you were being sandwiched between two killers, only instead of making you feel agony, they were both hellbent on delivering the most utmost pleasure to you—Rin rearranging your guts from behind and Sae feeding you inch after inch of his thick cock, neither one of them stopping until they were satisfied with having your belly pumped full of their cum.

My, the Itoshi brothers were truly the devil, weren’t they?

“Hngh, fuck. F-Fuck!” Rin snarled from behind you, his once quiet moans now morphing into beastly grunts and animalistic growls. You were certain that the blunt tips of his nails were now slicing into you from his strength, one of his hands dragging down your lower back to leave reddened marks in their wake until they marked your rippling ass, which was soon pelted with a few more furious swats.

“Stupid cumslut, grippin’ me so fuckin’ tight.” His voice grew raspy as his head tossed back in euphoria, carnal pants and heaves ripping from his throat so frequently that it almost did feel like you were being ravaged by a beast.

It was to the point where Sae's cock was slipping out of your mouth in favor of his palms holding your cheeks, and turning your head to look over your shoulder at your lover. Though still as eager for his release as Rin was, he continued to thrust his cock lazily against your face and pillowy brims.

“My god, princess. Look at what you’re turning him into.”

It was a sight to behold—one that you had only witnessed for yourself once before at the Blue Lock vs. U-20 game. Rin’s brows were raised, and his teal oculars were wide, swirling with untamable lust and desire as though he were being consumed by it. His lips were parted, his jaw dropped partially as his tongue dangled out of his mouth, and globs of crystalline drool pooled over his pink muscle, oozing down his chin and onto your abused cheeks below. He wasn’t looking at you. (You don’t know if you would be able to handle it if he did.) Instead, his gaze engrossed itself in the way your ass plapped against his pelvis, the sticky lines of your juices, and his drool connecting the two of you in a way that was beyond intimate. He was intoxicated, thoroughly pussy-drunk as the only thought in his mind was, ‘Get pregnant, get pregnant, get Y/N fucking pregnant.’

The sight alone was so arousing that you couldn’t help the way your pussy clenched around his cock, strangling it further to the point where a near feral snarl ripped through his now clenched teeth, bared at you in ferocity.

“Don’t fucking do that, fucking bitch.” He snapped, delivering another smack to your ass as his gaze finally raised to meet your own, promising lethality.

“M’sorry! I-I’m sorry, Rinnie!” You wailed against Sae’s cock as Rin’s hips slammed into you with such malice that you felt your legs going numb from the overwhelming pleasure.

“No th’fuck you’re not.” He slurred, just as drunk on the stimulation as you were. “This is what the fuck you’ve wanted this entire time, isn’t it? Wanted me to fuck you up? Make you scream from my ngh! From my cock ruining your pretty little pussy, isn’t it?”

“Y-Yes! God, yes, yes, Rin, please fuck me up more!”

“Yeah? Y’want me to put a pretty baby in you? Want me to make you a mommy, Y/N? Make that gorgeous tummy swollen with my kids, yeah?”

“Y-Yes, please! Please, please, make me a mommy! M-make me yours!”

“Silly, girl.” He snarled, delivering another quick swat to your ruined ass. “You were always mine.”

The idea of filling you to the brim with his seed and claiming you in a way that no man could ever claim—as the mother of his children—caused his erratic pace to falter and grow sloppier by the minute.

“Mine.” He growled. “Mine, mine, all fucking mine!”

Then, almost in perfect unison—pristine synchronization—you came together. Hips smothered firmly against your ass, he pumped rope after rope of his hot, thick cum inside of you, aiming deep into your womb with every intention of impregnating you. While you, on the otherhand, were unable to hold yourself up any longer, collapsing on the mattress as your orgasm washed over you. A barrage of your sweet juices fired over Rin’s cock, pelvis, thighs, and the poor sheets beneath you. Before you had any time to regain your bearings, you felt another tap on your cheek of the same phallic length from earlier.

“You forgot about me, pretty? C’mon, open that mouth for me one more time, yeah?”

Exhausted, you did as he asked without resistance, allowing your jaw to fall slack just enough for Sae to slip his cock into it. In a few pumps with his fist, the midfilder gladly fed you thick ropes of his seed, painting your mouth with his sticky release, which you wearily sucked down.

Then, unceremoniously, the two brothers collapsed beside you atop the ruined sheets.

The three of you lay there, completely depleted of all that you possessed. You were unquestionably the worst of the three, with deep teeth marks, scratches from blunt nails, bruises from fingerprints, and splotches of darkening hickies all over your body. Had anyone known any better, you appeared as though you had been mauled by savages—those very same savages who lay exhausted beside you.

After several much needed beats of deep silence, you felt the stirring of both of them pushing themselves up from the bed, and hands that were once so rough and unforgiving on your body were now handling you with the utmost care as though you were a porcelain doll made of the finest glass. As you walked the thin line bordering consciousness and unconsciousness, you felt warm, moist towels caressing your thighs, chest, and forehead, ridding you of any filth that tainted your once-supple skin. The sheets that had become beyond soiled from all of your fluids were gently lifted from beneath you and replaced with warm ones that had just come out of the dryer that had been running before Sae arrived. Just as you were about to fall asleep, your body was manipulated once more, this time into another equally warm one, causing your heavy lids to flutter open to focus on none other than your boyfriend—Rin's teal oculars.

“You still with me?” He inquired, his previously harsh tone softening to gentle and tender, as if speaking any louder would shatter your fragility.

You nodded weakly, seeking solace in his warmth and soft body, snuggling your petite frame into his. Rin quietly returned the favor, running his fingers through your hair and giving you occasional massages in the spots where he and Sae got too rough with you.

Speaking of, you heard Rin's door open and saw Sae standing in front of you, adorning a pair of black designer boxers.

“Here.” The midfeilder said plainly, passing a miniature carton of strawberry milk your way with a straw poked through the center.

Clearly in no position to receive such generosity, Rin accepted it for you, gently maneuvering you into a position where you could comfortably sip the much needed liquid into your dehydrated body. As you did so, Rin’s head rested atop your own, but not before he placed a tender, sweet kiss on your forehead full of love, unlike the one from earlier that was meant to lure you into a false sense of security. This is exactly what you needed after such arduous affairs, being held in your lover’s strong arms while enjoying the best strawberry milk you’ve ever had.

What should’ve been a cute moment was interrupted by Sae, who, with a look of disgust on his features, stated, “You two are disgusting.”

“Fuck you too, Nii-chan.” Rin shot over his shoulder, not missing the way Sae gave him the finger on his way out as he slammed his room door shut, leaving you and Rin in what should have been a comfortable silence.

But it was hampered by the sense of ambiguity that pervaded your relationship. The weight of past transgressions and tribulations weighed upon you both so heavily that it was nearly suffocating, threatening to take you both alive if it wasn’t for—

“I’m sorry.” The two of you stated in unison before, rather comically, whipping your heads to stare at one another, bewildered.

“Y/N.” Rin sighed heavily, shaking his head in denial. “You shouldn’t be the one apologizing. I should be. I made it seem like everything was all your fault when it was really Sae and I’s.” Another sigh drew from his lips as the realization dawned on him of the agreement he had made with his older brother to allow them to share you, one, without your prior consent, and two, without your knowledge. Not to mention, pinning the entire thing on you as though you were the infidelious one here.

“Y-Y/N.” His voice quivered. His gaze, too ashamed to look at you any further, drew to the ceiling. In the bright lights of his room, you watched as his eyes glazed over, tears that he refused to let fall clearly stinging at his irises. His face was etched with anguish; the weight of his actions had hit him like a sledgehammer, and his distress was palpable. “I-I’m sorry.” He whispered, daring himself to glance in your direction.

“Rinnie.” You uttered softly, biting back a wince as your sore arm rose to gently cup his cheek, the pad of your thumb swiping at his waterline to catch a straying tear. He wasn’t too good with words of sincerity, and you knew that—you wouldn’t press him for more. “I forgive you, so please don’t cry.” As you leaned in to give him a soft peck on the jaw, you noticed that you also felt the familiar sting of tears pricking your eyes. “You’re going to make me cry too, baby.”

Both of you were unable to control the gentle and quiet laughter that jostled your beings. And there it was—the moment of reprieve where the pressure of the unknown was lifted, replaced by a profound sense of reconciliation and renewal. Your eyes met with an intensity that conveyed unspoken apologies, forgiveness, and the promise of a fresh beginning. You two felt more intimate and connected to one another at that precise moment than you had ever experienced.

After you had finally finished the last of your drink, Rin took the empty carton from you and set it on his nightstand. You then proceed to curl into his chest, to which he ensared you in his grasp, entwining your limbs in his. With your head nestled against his chest, the rhythmic beat of his heart soothed you and eased your mind or any lingering parasites. That is when you sensed it: the tranquil siren's song of sleep drawing you deeper and deeper into its pacifying depths.

However, before you could finally embrace slumber’s sweet call, Rin’s soft voice called out to you once more.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“I love you.”

“. . . I love you too, Rinnie.”

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[yoiisa]

Hello, i'm really happy to read and love your Rin x reader that take inspiration from Dear Reader. As Taylor's daily listener this means a lot to me 💕💕 do you accept requests? If yes, can i request a Rin ff with another Taylor's song, like Cornelia Street, Call it What You Want, or Sweet Nothing?

WHY JUST DO ONE?? LET'S DO THEM ALL!!

CORNELIA STREET: Barefoot in the kitchen, sacred new beginnings that became my religion, listen

You'd been giddy for the whole weekend. Truthfully, there's no other way for you to describe it. You'd been practically bouncing off the walls. Rin had never seen you like this before.

It'd been a random thought that he'd given a voice one random morning: Let's move in together. He'd woken up next to you after you'd spent the night, and the sight was enough to make his heart squeeze so painfully in his chest he thought he might implode. They'd been the first words he'd said after you cracked open your eyes and given him a sleepy smile.

Now, the two of you were in the car, having just gotten the keys to your new place. It was a cozy little town house in a newly constructed area. Rin kept giving you glances out of the corner of his eyes, fighting an amused grin at how excited you looked.

When he parked in his designated spot, you practically leapt from your car seat and yanked him all the way to the front door.

"Hurry, Rinnie! Open it, open it!" you squealed.

"Okay, okay."

He huffs out a laugh and slips the key into the lock, turning it. Rin swings the door open and you hop. You fucking hopped like a bunny inside. You slip your shoes off and run throughout the new space, which is void of any life. The rooms are empty and the walls are barren, but you're looking at it like you've just walked into a palace.

You race through the hallways, your socks sliding against the hardwood floors. He follows you slowly, looking more closely at everything around you two.

He eventually meets you in the kitchen and you're looking at him like he just bought you a house on the moon.

"You like it?" he asks, walking towards you.

Rin barely has time to think before you race into his arms. He catches you at the last second and spins you around, your feet coming off of the floor.

"I love you," you say, pulling back to stare into his teal eyes.

Rin looks up at you, his eyes shiny, before backing you up against the counter and setting you on top of it. He kisses you deeply, never having felt more secure than when your legs and arms wrapped around him, in your first house.

CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT: I'm laughin' with my lover, makin' forts under covers, trust him like a brother, yeah, you know I did one thing right. Starry eyes sparkin' up my darkest night

Rin was a destructive kid, not necessarily a playful one. His toys were always in pieces and his knees were always baring bruises and scrapes.

For his whole life, he'd never been normal. He'd never been right.

When the two of you started dating, he'd been constantly ashamed and worried that you'd realize it soon enough. As soon as you a taste of the real him, you'd go running and screaming for the hills, terrified of the monster you'd let into your life.

He thought that exact moment came when he told you he'd never made a pillow fort before. You looked at him like he told you he was crazy, which to be fair . . .

For the next week, Rin had been on edge, waiting for the ultimate break-up conversation. What he hadn't prepared himself for though was coming home one night to find the living room completely upturned.

Before he could reach for the lights to the house, he heard you call out, "No, no! Leave it dark!"

"What, why?" and then, light.

Rin blinked a little, completely dumbfounded by the sight of you hidden away in a tavern of blankets and pillows. You were already dressed in your PJs. You had a flashlight and another tiny lantern next to you, as well as a tray of various unhealthy snacks. Your laptop was in your lap and you were eagerly patting the spot next to you.

"Come on! We're having a fort night!"

Rin is still and silent as stone before he manages shakily, "Like . . . like the game?"

"Ha ha. So funny," you roll your eyes. "Now come on!"

Rin slowly takes his shoes off and pads over to you. He slips into the fort next to you and rests his head on your shoulder as you boot up your laptop. The two of you watch one movie, then he goes to change into his pajamas, before joining you again. When the hour reaches an obscenely late time, and you've exhausted the Scream franchise of all it's good movies, you look over at your boyfriend.

"Isn't this fun?" you ask, kissing his cheek.

Your face is glowing from the lantern light and your eyes twinkle as they reflect the laptop screen. His heart races and his breath comes more heavily. You're . . . perfect.

He slumps against you, his hands going to your waist and pulling you closer to him.

"I love you," he whispers.

Finally- finally something in his life is right.

SWEET NOTHING: Outside, they're push and shovin', you're in the kitchen hummin'. All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin'

Rin might be the first member of Blue Lock to have a real scandal: murdering the chairman of the JFU.

The entire ride home from his meeting with Buratsuta, he was sulking, a negative aura radiating from his body like miasma tarnishing the world around him. That old man treated him and all his other teammates like a commodity and it made him sick. He felt like throwing up.

Too make matters worse, someone was following his car. It was likely another stalker of his. It took a million turns to shake them, but that still only soured his mood. He was now an hour and a half late for coming home.

As he climbed out of the car, he pulled his mask up and his hood over his head, before rushing inside the front door. Rin practically slammed it behind him, before slumping back against it. He closed his eyes and just breathed in the smell of the house through his mask. He thought he smelled something good from the kitchen. Were you cooking? It was something meaty, and his stomach was suddenly achingly empty.

"Rinnie?" your voice is so soft and sweet. He hears the soft steps you take towards him and his bad mood dissipates like smoke in the air.

You kneel in front of his frame and gently move the hood and the mask, bearing his tired face to you. Rin opens his eyes and stares up at you, his teal eyes hidden behind blown out irises. You smile and cup his cheek, allowing him to lean into your touch.

"Long day?" you ask, brushing your thumb over his skin.

"Mmm."

"You want ochazuke?"

"Didn't you make something else? I smell something different from here," he says.

"We can have that tomorrow," you say, petting his hair with your other hand. "You need a comfort meal desperately right now."

Rin is silent, just staring up at you with awe and the most undying love someone could possibly hold in their heart.

"I don't want you to have to work even more for the ochazuke," he says, leaning forward and resting his head against yours.

You sigh and kiss his nose. "It's no trouble at all Rinnie. It's simple enough to make after all."

You stand up and gently pull him to his feet. "Go wash up, okay?"

He does as you say, taking about an hour to fully decompress, before coming back downstairs. You're humming something in the kitchen, two bowls of ochazuke on the table as well as other condiments and foods to eat it with.

You turn around and smile and that's it. He can't take anymore. Rin walks to you and drops to his knees, nuzzling his face into your stomach.

"Marry me, please," he begs.

You freeze and your humming stops. You stare down at him for a moment, before tilting his chin up.

You giggle, "I don't ask for a lot, but I will ask this. Do this again, but with a ring next time, okay?"

"But will you say yes?" he asks, his eyes going round and starry as he stares up at you from the floor.

"We'll have to find out then, won't we?"

a/n: SOFT RIN AHHHH

[angelholic1]

Study session ⋆.･࿔*: ⤷ Your a brat. A spoiled one who thinks you can do what you please, this bothers rin and he wants to fix that attitude of yours pairing : rin itoshi x fem reader 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ warning(s) : ooc? not edited, brat taming? idk lol

Rin had been tutoring you for almost three weeks now, and already, you knew just how to get under his skin. He wasn’t easy to manipulate, hell, you barely even had a chance to make him react the way you wanted. He was a straight-laced, studious guy with a sharp, almost dismissive air about him. But there was something about the way he barely tolerated your presence that made the challenge so much sweeter. You lived for attention. And Rin, though he might act like he didn’t care, had all of yours.

Today, though, you weren’t going to be as obvious. You’d let him think you were trying, at least, at first.

You showed up early to his tutoring session, looking perfectly put together in a cute outfit. His gaze flickered over you as you sat down, not bothering to hide the slight roll of his eyes. You leaned back in your chair, feet crossed at the ankles, as you waited for him to get his notebook out.

He didn’t even ask if you were prepared. He knew you weren’t. You never were.

“Do you even want to pass this class?” he asked, his voice flat as he flipped through his notes.

You rolled your eyes, exaggerated for effect. “Obviously,” you muttered, twirling your pen in your fingers. “But you make it so boring. You don’t even try to make this fun.”

Rin didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he looked at you—really looked at you—his eyes piercing and intense, before moving his gaze back to the paper in front of him.

“I’m here to teach you, not entertain you.”

“You’re no fun, Rinnie.” You pouted, letting your voice drop to a teasing tone, leaning forward so your chest barely brushed the table.

The way his jaw clenched told you everything you needed to know. Rin Itoshi was not the type to give in to temptation. Not the type to show weakness.

“Focus,” Rin said again, voice stern. “You’ve always distracted. We’re doing algebra today. Start with the first problem.”

You glanced at the worksheet he handed you, pretending to care, but your mind was already on other things. He sat across from you, looking so goddamn serious, his expression unreadable except for the occasional furrow of his brow.

He was everything you loved to toy with.

“Rinnie, do you ever loosen up? You’re so uptight. You must be miserable all the time,” you said sweetly, but your eyes were narrowed, studying his reaction.

Rin didn’t respond immediately, instead tapping his pen against the table in a rhythmic pattern. It was a game for him too. He was letting you test him, seeing how far you’d push.

“Maybe I like being miserable,” he replied, his voice cool, unbothered.

You chuckled, leaning back in your chair. “Yeah, sure you do. You really are a hardass, huh? No one’s ever gotten to you before, right?”

“I think I’m here to help you get through your class, so you can pass.” His eyes flickered toward your sheet, the first sign of real focus on his part. “Which, for the record, is still a complete mess.”

You watched him, his neat, precise movements, the way he didn’t even break a sweat when he corrected your mistakes. You hated how damn good he was at everything. But what you hated even more?

How silent he was. How he didn’t try to bait you, didn’t react when you leaned over his shoulder and purposely brushed your lips against his ear as you “fixed” your mistakes.

You hated that he wasn’t fazed.

“I’m doing the best I can,” you said with a fake pout, leaning closer again. This time, your hand brushed his wrist. “It’s just so hard with you staring at me like that.”

Rin glanced at you, his eyes briefly hardening. He didn’t like how you made it seem so intentional, how you knew what you were doing. It irritated him in ways he couldn’t quite articulate. You were throwing him off his game, and he didn’t like that.

“You’re not trying,” he said, his voice quieter this time, almost like he was gritting his teeth. “And I’m not here to babysit you. If you don’t care about this class, I’m not wasting my time.”

The harshness in his tone sent a small thrill through you. He was losing control. Finally.

You leaned forward again, smiling this time, genuine—no teasing, no sarcasm.

“Then I guess we’ll just see how long it takes before you can’t stand me anymore, huh?”

Now Rin wasn’t the kind of person who lost his temper easily during school or tutoring. He wasn’t prone to yelling or emotional outbursts. But you? You were different. You weren’t like anyone he’d ever encountered before. You didn’t just flirt or tease, you tested him. Pushed him to the edge, always trying to get a rise out of him, and it was starting to wear on him more than he cared to admit.

You were bratty. Spoiled. You knew exactly what buttons to push to make him uncomfortable, to make him react. And somehow, it was working.

But Rin wasn’t one to back down, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to let you think you could walk all over him.

“Do you ever listen? Focus,” he snapped, his voice sharper than before as he handed you the next set of problems. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with your games anymore. “I’m not here for no reason. If you keep wasting my time, I’ll walk out of this room. You can fail the class for all I care.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, smirking as you leaned back in your chair again, arms crossed. “You’re really serious about this whole ‘tutor’ thing, aren’t you? Lighten up, Rinnie. It’s just math.”

“No, you’re not serious about this. You haven’t even tried to learn. You’re wasting both of our time,” Rin shot back, his voice colder now, more distant, like a wall coming up between you.

It didn’t faze you. In fact, it made you smile even more.

“You must be fun at parties. You need to relax, you know? You’ve been staring at me all day,” you purred, leaning forward again, just close enough that you could feel his body tense up, the subtle way his muscles tightened. “Maybe if you weren’t so uptight, I’d actually want to learn.”

His eyes narrowed. This time, there was no smirk on his lips. No amusement. Just a quiet, simmering frustration.

“Do you think that’s going to work?” Rin asked, his voice dangerously calm now, as he set his pen down and leaned in toward you, his gaze never leaving your face. “Because it’s not.”

You were taken aback for a moment. There was a slight shift in his demeanor. A slight flicker of something that felt... different. And you liked it. You leaned forward, eyes glinting with challenge, trying to provoke him further.

“Oh?” you drawled. “Then what are you going to do, Rinnie? You going to yell at me? Or maybe you’ll give up and walk out? Just like all the others do when I don’t give them what they want.”

Rin’s eyes didn’t waver. His gaze sharpened. “I’m not like everyone else. And you’re not going to get away with this. Not anymore.”

Before you could react, he suddenly stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. He moved with quiet precision, stepping around to your side of the desk, towering over you.

For the first time, you felt a flicker of something you hadn’t expected. Intimidation.

Rin wasn’t looking at you with the same indifference anymore. His eyes were cold, and sharp. And when he spoke again, it wasn’t a suggestion.

“It’s about time you learned some discipline,” he muttered, his voice low, his tone all business. “You want me to let you get away with being a brat? You want to keep acting like nothing matters? Fine. But I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Your breath caught in your throat, an involuntary shiver running down your spine. For the first time in this entire tutoring session, you felt... unsure. This wasn’t playful teasing anymore. There was something almost punitive in his gaze.

“W-What’s that supposed to mean?” you asked, swallowing, your confidence starting to waver slightly.

He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he moved closer, his hand brushing over your shoulder in a way that felt far more deliberate than anything you’d experienced from him before. He was close enough now that you could feel the heat of his body radiating off him, his presence all-consuming.

“Get up,” he ordered, his voice no longer sweet or patient. It was firm, commanding.

You blinked at him, not sure if you were hearing him right. “What?”

“Up,” Rin repeated, voice hardening as he looked down at you, his stance more imposing. “Now.”

For a moment, you froze. You weren’t used to being ordered around. Not like this. But something in his eyes—the intensity of it—made you hesitate. You slowly stood, feeling the nerves crawl up your spine as Rin continued to stare at you.

“Good,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes flicking to your now standing form. You didn’t know what he was planning, but you couldn’t deny the thrill of anticipation that coursed through you. Rin’s presence was consuming, suffocating in the best way.

Then, without warning, Rin moved swiftly, grabbing your wrist and pulling you gently but firmly toward him. “You’re going to get this shit done, and you’re going to do it right,” he said, the dominance in his voice clear now. “You don’t get to waste my time anymore. You’re going to learn. Or I’m done.”

Your heart skipped a beat. You had never seen Rin like this. So… decisive. So in control. And it felt like something was shifting between you both, like the game you had been playing had just leveled up.

You swallowed, meeting his gaze, but this time, you didn’t smile. You didn’t tease. Something about the way he was looking at you made you want to obey. To prove you could be good. To prove you could handle his intensity.

“Understood?” he asked, his grip on your wrist tightening slightly.

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. The bratty defiance that had been your shield before seemed like nothing more than a distant memory now, replaced by something that felt like surrender.

Rin Itoshi had finally stopped tolerating you. He was taking control, and you didn’t know whether you wanted to resist or let him take you further into his world of discipline.

But either way, it was clear, this wasn’t going to be easy for you anymore.

[milkywaydrabbles]

kinktober 25 with rindou!!! 🔛🔝 kanto manji uniform

A/N: Honestly Rindou in uniform brain go brr. I am a firm believer that 18/19 year old Rindou is an obnoxious show off, fluffing his feathers up whenever he can. Cocky little shit in this fic and I'm into it. I hope you like it!! Mwuah!!

Uniform x Haitani Rindou

Your head was pounding. The bright light of your computer making you miserable--you’ve been trying to study the same material for the last three hours, and you were growing tired of trying. You thought if you kept looking at the screen your head would combust. It was time to take a break. Stretching your arms over your head, you felt all the joints release a crack that had you groaning. Looking around you realized you were the only one left in the library of your university. At least in your general area. Looking down at your phone you realized not only was it well into the evening but you had three missed phonecalls from your boyfriend. ‘Shit’. You gathered your things as quickly as you could into your bag and slung it over your shoulder before giving him a call back. It only rung once. 

‘Jesus Christ would it kill you to pick up the phone?’ He sounded annoyed but you knew better than to think it wasn’t him just masking it to not show how worried he really was about you. ‘Thought I was gonna have to fuck some people up to find you’ You rolled your eyes, smiling as he spoke. Always so dramatic.

“Sorry, Rin, I was in the library and I lost track of time. I have that big test coming up you know? Just want to be prepared.” You sighed, thinking that when you got back to your dorm you should try studying some more, even if it’s another part of the curriculum. There was never enough time to digest all the information your shitty ass professors wanted you to learn but somehow you needed to figure it out. ‘You’re stressing yourself out too much, just relax babe.’  You snorted on the line, biting your tongue. As if the amount of times your gang affiliated boyfriend knocking on your student housing apartment covered in bruises and blood that may or may not be his didn’t stress you out. “Yeah yeah, I’m heading home now though, stay on the phone with me?” ‘ Of course, baby.’

-

You’d gotten off the phone with Rindou a few minutes before getting to your door, saying he needed to finish a few loose ends before giving you a call again. So imagine your surprise when you walk into your one bedroom with none other than Rindou already inside. “Jesus!” You gasped, holding onto your chest like your heart was going to pop out. “You can’t just!....” your scolding trailed off, eyes scanning the new clothing on him. Rindou smirked, uncrossing his legs from your couch and leaning back, arms splayed behind the couch. “Whatcha lookin�� at, pretty girl?” You shook your head, trying to pull yourself out of a daze and dumping your bag at the door, along with your shoes. “What are you wearing, Rin? I’ve never seen that.” You mumbled, making your way over to him and sitting with your legs up to your chest next to him on the sofa. 

“We got new uniforms. You like ‘em?” 

Like was the understatement of the century. You loved it. It looked so clean, white made him look real cleaned up. Plus, even if you hated it (not really, you lair) seeing bright blood splatters on the crisp linen would be bad ass (as long as it’s not his!) But you had to play it cool, so you nodded, casually picking at your nails. He knew you better than that. Rindou patted his thigh with a grin, “come here, pretty. You’re too far.” he couldn’t help but coo when he saw how you scrambled from your corner onto his lap, hands running across his shoulders and thumbing the lapels. “It’s nice, Rinnie..” you whispered, feeling the embroidery on the sides of the sleeves. Your head was in turmoil: the new uniform was definitely doing it for you, trying your best to contain your horny little brain. “You look...good, in white.”  He let you keep tracing the fabric, seeing your pupils dilate and your mouth part. It was kind of hot, seeing how horny you were getting just by seeing him in uniform. Maybe he’d have to stop by after meetings more often. 

“What are you thinking, baby?” Rindou grabbed your jaw, making you look up at him with flushed cheeks. “Nothing!” Your voice cracked, clearing your throat before trying again. “Nothing.” He hummed, peering over his glasses. “You wanna fuck?” “Rin!” He couldn’t help but laugh, at how sweet you were for him, really. How he landed you and had you stick around he’ll never know. “Come on baby, lemme fuck the stress outta you. Missed you today.” He mumbled against your skin, kissing your jaw, trailing down your neck, pulling at your shirt to expose a shoulder and bite at the juncture that met your throat. You gasped, holding on tightly at the lapels of the jacket and bucking your hips onto him. “Missed you too, Rindou...” a hand made its way to his long locks, scratching at his scalp while he continued to give you attention. His hands made their way to your chest, grabbing and groping at your tits. “Strip for me, baby.” His voice held authority, your skin feeling like it was on fire. You nodded, getting up from his lap to practically rip your clothes off of you. “Does my pretty baby like my uniform?” He teased, cupping your ass when you stood between his legs. “Mhm” You nodded, moving to sit back on his lap but he stopped you with a hand. “Why don’t you suck me off, pretty girl?” felt much less like a question and more like a demand, one you couldn’t say no to. You knelt between his legs, shaky hands unbuckling his belt and zipping down the pants--pulling out his hardened cock from its confines. He spread his legs wide, making himself bigger. One hand smoothed down your hair while the other lay behind the couch. “Go ahead baby, show me how much you like my uniform.”

Your lips were on him in an instant. Pressing wet sloppy kisses on his head and shaft, tongueing his cock. He held his hand on your head, not moving you but keeping pressure. He lifted his hips slightly when you moved to take him in your mouth, pressing his cock into your cheek and seeing it bulge. “Fuck, baby, look so good taking my big dick.” your lashes fluttered at the praise, slurping his cock into your mouth. You were messy, drooling already with spit bubbling at the sides of your mouth. Rindou moaned above you, throwing his head back in pleasure when he saw just how nasty you were sucking him off. “Didn’t know this would do it for you” he laughed, taking your hair in his hand like a makeshift ponytail. “Wanna come see me fight like this? In my uniform? I’d win, and fuck you right after.” Your pussy clenched around nothing, pushing yourself to take more of him. You looked at him through teary lashes, nose touching his pubes as you gurgled around him. “Fuck! Just like that, slutty baby, keep going.” You whimpered around his cock, taking him just how he wanted it. You’d do whatever he asked when he was dressed like this, mind completely turning into mush. Your hand worked in tandem with your mouth, flicking your wrist and jerking him as you suckled on his tip, laving your tongue over the slit. Rindou hissed, pulling your hair to tip your head back, his own hand taking over for yours and jerking his cock. “Open your mouth, baby, gonna shoot my load over your face.” He panted, taking a mental picture of you sitting so pretty with your hazy eyes unfocused and tongue lolling out, waiting patiently for his cum. He moaned, bucking his hips as he shot sticky ropes of cum on your tongue and face, dripping from your forehead to your cheeks, smearing what was left on his tip on your tongue, giving it a few smacks before leaning back and letting go of your hair.

“Fuck babythat was so hot.” He exhaled deep, hoisting you up from your knees back onto the couch. His fingers rubbed at your pussy, that had been dripping onto your floor. He grinned wicked, pressing his already hardening cock between your pussy lips.

“Now I’m gonna fuck you with it on, okay baby?”

[cfyslvr]

Nightmares

→ author's note: my first suna fic 👹 mini story time of how I got this idea: a few days ago I had a little nightmare and since ur girl is a little baby (I'm so cringe it's not even funny anymore, someone pls just execute me already) I was really shaken but bc I'm a lonely hoe I had no one to comfort me 😞💔 but lucky y/n does! so here's a short fic of suna basically just comforting y/n after a nightmare!!

→ warnings: maybe a bit ooc(?), a teensy-weensy bit of angst 🤏🏻, pet names (love, princess, crybaby), a bit rushed

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it was a quiet night, the only thing that could he heard was the faint sound of rain falling outside your window. you were laying in bed next to your boyfriend, rintarou. it wasn't a rare occasion that he stayed over, infact, since the two of you have been together for a year now, he would often come by after practice uninvited, but your parents never really minded, they seemed to really like him since he was making their daughter happy.

right now, rintarou's back was facing you, not because you two fought, but because by the time you finished showering, he was already fast asleep at the edge of the bed, so you didn't really have space to squeeze into his arms and just decided to lay down on the other side of the bed.

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"we need to talk." you heard your boyfriend say as the two of you walked up to the roof of the school. his behavior felt different, usually when you two went to lunch together, he would be holding your hand and letting you cling to him like a koala, but now, he barely even looked at you, although you tried brushing it off with him being upset over the fact he was scolded for coming to volleyball practice late yesterday because he was too busy hanging out with you.

"of course, love. what's wrong?" you ask. you didn't like the way the conversation started, but you tried not to overthink it, it was probably just your brain tricking you by making you think of the worst case scenario.

rintarou looked back at you, but it wasn't the usual affectionate look that he usually gave you, his eyes seemed.. cold, which made you even more anxious.

"I think we should break up." you felt your heart sink when you heard his words. where was this coming from? you thought your relationship was the best thing that ever happened to both of you and he wanted to break up?! you felt your eyes welling up with tears as you let out a nervous laugh.

"you're joking, right? y-you know it's not funny to joke about these things.." you mumbled out, hoping he would give you that signature smirk of his and say it was a prank, but all you received from him was a cold glare.

"look y/n.. I think you're a great girl and all, but you're just a distraction to me. how many times did I get scolded because of you at practice? I'm sorry, but I want to focus on volleyball and our relationship is stopping me from doing so." you wanted the ground to open and swallow you whole. no no no, this wasn't happening..

"w-wait.. no, rin, please.. please don't leave me, I'll do better, I swear I will!" you tried to beg, reaching out to grab his hand, but he quickly retrieved it before you could touch him.

"goodbye, y/n". he said coldly and walked away, leaving you shaking and sobbing on the roof of the school.

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your eyes shot open and you gasped, looking around and realizing you were in your room, and rintarou was still sleeping soundly next to you. it was just a dream.. you try to tell yourself, but you couldn't help the tears running down your face. it just felt too real, and the mere thought of suna leaving you sent a harsh shiver down your spine. you look back at rintarou, he looked absolutely adorable while sleeping and you almost felt bad waking him up, but you couldn't help it, you needed his reassurance badly.

"rin.." you gently tap his shoulder. no response.

"rinnie.." you try again, lightly shaking him. this time, his fox like eyes opened up partially, and basically doubled in size when he heard your soft sobs. he immediately turned around and saw you, tears streaming down your face as you held your hand against your mouth in order to silence any sounds that threatened to leave your lips.

"what's wrong, princess?" he asked, his voice even deeper and sleepier than usual as he wrapped his strong arms around you in a comforting manner. the second you felt his arms holding you, you immediately burst into quiet sobs, trying not to be too loud so you don't wake your parents up. rintarou was confused, to say the least, he didn't quite understand why you were suddenly crying, but he still didn't let you go, his arms still wrapped tightly around you as one of his hands gently stroked your hair. you tried to choke back tears in order to explain yourself, but he stopped you.

"I'm here, princess, take your time, I'm not going anywhere." he whispered into your ear and kissed the top of your head. gosh, his voice was even more attractive when he was sleepy, and the way he was whispering comfortingly to you made him that much more attractive. after a few minutes, you finally calmed down enough to start talking.

"I had a nightmare, it was- you were- you broke up with me.. b-because I was a distraction and you wanted to focus on volleyball and- and-"

"shh.." he cut you off, placing another kiss on your head before continuing. "it was just a dream, love, I would never do that to you. infact, I'd rather quit volleyball forever than leave you because of it." he whispered reassuringly. you were surprised when you heard his words, you knew just how much he enjoyed volleyball, so the thought of him quitting for you was quite a surprise, but also extremely comforting to hear.

"I'll never leave you, my princess, I promise you that." rintarou placed his hand under your chin and gently lifted it up, making you look up at him. he smiled when he saw your pouty expression and gently wiped your tears before leaning in to kiss your pouty lips. "I love you, you crybaby.." he teased.

"shut up.." you mumbled out and hid your face in his chest. "I love you too.." the soft smile on rintarou's face turned into a playful smirk when he heard your response.

"c'mon, let's go back to sleep." he suggested and slowly laid down, pulling you on top of him so that your head was resting on his chest and gave him a perfect position to wrap his strong arms around you protectively.

"it was just a nightmare, okay? I promise I'll never leave you. you're my one and only, and nothing matters to me more than you." he reassured you one last time and gave you another kiss on the head before closing his eyes.

"I love you.." you mumbled into his chest.

"I love you too, my princess.." he responded groggily, already half asleep. with that, both of you eventually fell asleep, although now that you were in his arms, you were safe from all nightmares..

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[ednaeflowers]

❀ 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 + 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒 ❀

Headcanons + meta on how Edna handles receiving and giving letters/gifts:

Edna keeps all of E.izen's letters in a box for safekeeping. It was proven in B.erseria that he sometimes sends letters to her written on cute stationery paper, even picking cutesy paper to wrap her gifts in. Edna knows he does it because she likes cute things. Although she doesn't really respond back to his letters often, she does keep each and every one of them to reread sometimes. The box I envision her keeping all of them in resembles this one, the size being just enough to fit, specifically, letters:

I think she'll keep them in a chronological ascending order ( oldest at the bottom ), just sort of letting them pile up in the beginning, until she noticed that he started sending her more later on and that she needed a better place to store them. I like to think that the letter at the very top of the pile is the letter he sent her when he first left home. It was the very first letter, so I think she has attachments to that particular one.

As for why she seldom replies back to E.izen's letters: she won't ever send him letters first because she knows she won't have anything to tell him that isn't about wanting him to come home. Being on a mountain by herself all the time doesn't give her much to write about anyway, so that's why she can only respond back to what he wrote her. She knows he must be busy on those pirate adventures of his, so she also wants to keep that into consideration, hence sparse replies. However, when she does reply to him, she will always sign her letters off with her true name——because he's the only one she absolutely trusts to know it, and that's also her own roundabout way of saying that she loves him without actually saying it.

On that note, pertaining to my RP interactions here: if our muses ever exchange anything written, she will just simply sign it off with 'Edna' unless we, the muns, have agreed to establish a very intimate [ platonic for my blog ] connection between them since that's mandatory for a seraph to share their true name with someone in the first place. In Z.estiria lore, unless they're making a contract with a Prime Lord to share their powers with a Shepherd, a seraph only shares their true name with someone they absolutely trust. ( e.g.  I'm single-ship with Rinni's Meebo, and Edna did, indeed, tell him her true name after realizing her feelings for him, so he qualifies for this. The point is that he is someone who has become significant to her, so hence her willingness to share her true name. )

For the letters themselves, I think she just generally responds back to whatever your muse writes about for the reason mentioned above. She feels prompted to reply back out of the loneliness she feels, but I don't think she realizes this herself at first, simply thinking it to be an obligation to reply back since someone wrote to her and is probably expecting a reply from her. The Z.estiria cast is her first group of real friends, so I don't really see her as someone who'd know how to respond when someone who isn't E.izen writes to her. If she's on good terms with your muse, she'll put some actual thought into her replies. She's a character who prefers showing instead of telling, so even if her [ written ] words may seem teasing/curt/insincere, there is a reason why she chose to write them that particular way. Hopefully your muse is smart enough to decipher it lol ...

Edna doesn't look it, but she is the type who keeps all of her gifts, even the ones she doesn't really like. She just doesn't like to make it known that she keeps them. This stems from her keeping all of E.izen's gifts since that was the only way she could keep him close to her, and so, she developed a habit of keeping everything that she's been sent. If your muse ever sends her letters or gifts, you can be rest assured that they'll be stored somewhere that you won't discover. Sometimes, maybe you'll even get to see her mention or wear your gift(s) in an interaction between us if the inspiration strikes ( ´ ▽ ` )b  

I think she has a box specifically for E.izen's letters and another box for letters from others. For gifts, I think she'll just try to put them anywhere that still has space for them, especially since she can remember who gave her what, and a majority of them are from E.izen anyway. Being an earth seraph means being able to use her powers to make shelves for more gifts, so that's not a problem for her. But maybe Yuri's hats get their own special shelf because of her Mixed feelings ... (¬_¬ )  

In terms of gifts, she is used to receiving than giving. She feels that she doesn't have much to offer, considering her lifestyle on the mountains——but I think, if she is to give a gift to someone who is deemed important to her, she will share something out of her collection of gifts E.izen sent her that she thinks your muse might like or make better use of. She doesn't know what to do with a lot of his gifts and while she understands the sentiment behind them, she also feels bad that she can't actually use them other than to display. Nonetheless, to willingly part with and give away something that her beloved brother sent her is like a love language itself coming from her. It's a sign that she trusts you. Alternatively, I also have in mind that she could bring back an item from one of her interactions to offer as a gift for your muse if I feel that it suits them, but do keep in mind that my Edna is, primarily, someone who is used to receiving than giving, so don't be surprised if she has nothing to give your muse as a gift for any sort of occasion. She's just very accustomed to receiving gifts from E.izen and also receiving offerings from humans who visit the shrine on Rayfalke.

Because he is special on this blog, she'll also have a box to hold any letters sent from Rinni's Meebo 💛 I don't think she'll ever mention it or show it to him, though, and will go through great lengths to hide it from him. She is sensitive person and would be very embarrassed by it. Rinni's Meebo is also the only person my Edna feels comfortable sharing E.izen's gifts with easily, even letting him keep them. Since we are also affiliates, it's worked its way into my blog's canon that it will always be Rinni's Meebo being alluded to if it seems like M.ikleo ( in general ) is getting special attention in my main verse. This is only for my main verse since Rinni's Meebo is specifically the M.ikleo from the game's epilogue, and he doesn't appear until post-game, which is where my main verse takes place.

[hoonvrs]

what do ur moots remind you of?! (ex. places, color, song, etc)

@dazed-hee TIFF heeseung duh, exo and those ugly little white dogs, heehoon

first two don’t need an explanation, but she’s alw sending me igs of these white korean dogs knowing i’m a CATT girl. exo x enha tiktok when. us being heehoon is obvious🙄 we’re just superior

@redm4ri MARI hoon, piercings, music

my fellow hoon lover, our convos on music and piercings are just elite also how’s the rook piercing going bae cause mine is being a bitch rn

@haevqi LIZZIE hugs, cherries/peaches, vollyball

lizzie is actually my baby you don’t understand, even though we only become moots fairly recently i love talking to her sm </3 sports because we’re both volleyball girls ( ignore that i quit ) 💪🏼 and cherries and peaches cause they’re some of my fave things and so is liz ily

@aernx AERIN games, anything pretty

yk how u can tell someone’s pretty by how they type, that’s rinnie. my baby #2. so sweet ily and games cause we alw tag each other in them duhh

@shinsou-rii RI alevels, sister

the little sister i never had💔 us bonding over our alevels being almost identical and complaining about it🥹 felt like a proud older sister

@enmayz MIRA hellcats, flowers

hellcats are v specific over that ask of us talking about stealing ur friends car😭 flowers cause she alw sends me cute flowers she find cause she know i love them ( i love her more shh )

@flwrshee RIRI gardens/sea

those places that are so calming and beautiful give riri vibes, pretty and aesthetic ( js like u winks )

@whoschr CHAE neutral colours, tiny

moment of silence for the iconic tnyhees user.. i still call you tny in my head whenever we interact😭 neutral colours cause they’re so pretty and aesthetic and chaes aesthetic nvr fail😹 trust

@seongclb KAT cats .. hearts

hearts cause i ❤️ kat simple. and obvi can’t think of kat and not think of cats and guess who loves both😁

@haknom KAYLA justin bieber, criminal love

us screaming over hoon and criminal love on disc is so real. and just bieber cause

[77ngiez-archive]

i am oh so curious about yteh :0 if you don’t mind me asking, what are some of the roleswaps for the main cast? :)

OMG YOU THANK YOU FOR ASKING IVE BEEN WANTING TO RAMBLE ABT IT FOR SO LONG

emiri and sara swap michiru and joe swap sei and kai swap anzu and kanna swap kurumada and kugie swap ranmaru and gin swap hayasaka and mishima swap mai and nao swap real hinako and alice swap sou and shin swap qtaro and reko swap keiji and megumi swap maple and meister swap

i’ll elaborate under the cut so that i. dont clog up ppls dashboards.

emiri and sara swap - woo emiri becomes the protagonist and sara becomes the laughing doll! not too much to say about it (lying)

emiri still has sara’s high survival rate, but sou’s not really that concerned about survival rates as much as he is about candidates/non-candidates, so he has less of a Weird Thing about her than shin does about sara. emiri is a lot grumpier than sara, especially after losing michiru. the main people she directs this grumpiness at are sou and megumi - especially megumi post-chapter one, since she blames her for revealing that michiru had the sacrifice. their relationship finally starts healing up at the end of chapter 2, though. emiri’s reaction to the hallucinations is slightly different from sara’s, but it’s still very unsettling.

as for sara, her floormaster name is gi rinny, a pun on "grinny"! ironically she doesn’t smile or laugh very much - she doesn’t take nearly as much pleasure in the role as miley does. like how in canon emiri was recruited because of her fiance, sara here was recruited because of joe (and to a lesser extent ryoko). asunaro had both of her friends under their thumb, and try as she might the only way to stop asunaro from hurting them was to join them. she’s been with asunaro for a few years now (they got her and joe when they were 15), and helped a lot in creating "kai", so she’s very attached to him! they’re kinda like siblings ehe

michiru and joe swap - michiru pulls the sacrifice card and dies, joe becomes the crying doll.

michiru as a support isn’t too different from joe, all things considered. it’s true that she is a bit more… not weak-willed, but more emotional perhaps? she’s a lot less openly distrusting than joe was, and mostly confides those feelings in emiri. however, while joe was only a little bit suspicious of keiji, michiru DOES NOT trust megumi’s ass. she’s also a lot more earnest in trying to escape with emiri than joe was - both of them are to be honest, they just get attached less easily than joe and sara did. before michiru’s death, she says my own spin on that one line - "i-it’s kind of hard for two girls to say things like this to each other, b-but—! i-i love you, emiri! you’re my best friend!" if you’re thinking this may be gay, you are correct.

joe’s floormastersona is tiad ropp, a pun on "teardrop". he’s even more sympathetic to the participants than safalin, and actively tries to help them out in the most inconspicuous ways possible. he’s still a bit crazy though (cut to the scene with the michiru doll and emiri). like sara, he’s also pretty close to "kai"! they bicker a lot but in the end they care about each other a lot. in this au, joe also manages to salvage "kai"’s consciousness after giving him his positive emotions back, so the floormaster trio can stay a trio! yippee

sei and kai swap - kai died in the assassin battle royale when they were kids instead of sei (also, having been able to grow up and learn about Gender, sei uses they/them)

sei was made to keep an eye on emiri by asunaro! unlike with kai and the chidouins, they don’t really harbor many positive feelings towards her, or so they says hsjsksk . they’ve kinda grown a bit affectionate towards her, but would NEVER admit it. unlike kai, they didn’t fail at being an assassin, and so they’re still an assassin to this day. also, when the dying kai asked sei to kill him instead, sei actually obliged with it! they have been carrying this guilt for a decade! also, being a qkai shipper, i realized that the equivalent to that in this au is sei x reko and i can’t decide if i think it’s cursed or blessed.

kai satou died long ago, but asunaro crafted a replacement for him - ream aster (a pun on "remaster"), the dressup doll. as previously mentioned, aster is close with joe and sara (or ropp and rinny as he knows them), and sees them in a rather familial light. he’s not quite as openly dickish as ranger, but he definitely has his moments hshgshsjksksk. as for the clothes aster wears, they’re kanna’s bucket, kurumada’s bandages, sei’s mask, hayasaka’s tie, and michiru’s glasses! the aster equivalent to rio laizer is ream aker (remaker), and like i said in joe’s section aker actually gets to exist for more than ten seconds! i’m still kinda conflicted on what i want to do with him though.

anzu and kanna swap - kanna and kugie both die in their first trials, anzu and kurumada are siblings

like kanna, anzu’s really torn up by kurumada’s death, and for a while blames herself for it. i’ve said before how emiri is so much gruffer than sara, and how this usually works to her disadvantage - however, anzu ends up associating emiri with kurumada, just like how kanna associated sara with kugie! anzu’s a lot sadder in this au, only just barely becoming the happy clown girl we know and love on the third day of attractions… and, considering her role and the choice we make during the second main game, we all know how that turns out :(

kanna gets to not only be a dummy, but have her sister with her! she does end up dying eventually in the roulette, which is sad, but uh… at least she has kugie there with her? or something? her taking anzu’s role means that she’s the dummy assigned to either q-taro or hinako! if the former, she gets a father figure, if the latter, she gets a close friend. common w in the kanna kizuchi community.

kurumada and kugie swap - kanna and kugie both die in their first trials, kurumada and anzu are siblings

kurumada sadly dies very early on, which i feel bad about since he never got too much screentime in the first place… at least his ass can haunt the narrative?

kugie, on the other hand! in comparison to kurumada, she gets a wealth of plot relevancy. instead of hugging maple to stop her from attacking/kill her, like kurumada did, she hugs meister to comfort him… of course, it’s the same end result :( she’s even more stubborn about the whole "don’t charge me if i’m going to die anyway, save it for the others" thing than kurumada is, except unlike him she doesn’t lie about the reason lol

ranmaru and gin swap - ranmaru is the main support character/emiri’s favorite, gin is the dummy assigned to emiri

ranmaru!!! he sees emiri as a big sister/mother figure, but unlike gin he’s not vocal about it since he’s embarrassed. i really want to keep his crush on sara in this au since it’d be funny, but that would mean him seeing the "doll" that’s clearly working with their kidnappers and thinking "ok but she’s kinda hot tho" so idk. unlike gin’s reason for not taking people’s tokens (him seeing it as being too close to gambling), ranmaru views the sub-game as having some kind of nefarious hidden purpose and as such choosing to abstain. which he was right about! just… didn’t go about it in the right way :p

I FELT SO BAD ABOUT THIS SWAP ONCE I REALIZED WHAT IT MEANT FOR GIN IN THE LOGIC ROUTE. GIN BABY BOY I AM SO SORRY. in logic route his motive isn’t ranmaru’s whole one-sided crush thing, but he kind of views emiri as his mother and as such it’s easy for her to manipulate him. im so sorry gin. in emotion route instead of planning to upload michiru’s ai into his body (since that’d be weird considering she’s a thirty-year-old woman and he’s a twelve-year-old boy) he tries to upload it into her doll instead. doesn’t work out though.

hayasaka and mishima swap - hayasaka dies early on, mishima is a dummy

hayasaka is sort of mai’s teacher in this au! he doesn’t teach her officially, but he tutors her in data entry (since that’s his job pretty much). they have a sort of sibling-y dynamic, which is why he wants to protect her. i’m personally of the belief that mishima knows a bit more about the death game than he’s letting on, although i couldn’t give you a reason why lol, so swapping him with the guy who’s been involved with asunaro made sense to me.

mishima and nao don’t survive their first trials, making mishima a dunmy! he’s assigned to ranmaru, and they’re good buddy chum pal friends. his and nao’s relationship is the same as canon in this au. his presence in the story means being able to unlock some additional info in the office - that of sara and joe! when emiri realizes that sara and joe are rinny and ropp, she’s like… oh shit, i’ve been being a dick to these LITERAL SEVENTEEN-YEAR-OLDS. also, why the hell are LITERAL SEVENTEEN-YEAR-OLDS our floormasters. did asunaro really have no better ideas.

mai and nao swap - mai and hayasaka are friends, nao is a dummy

like i said in the last section, hayasaka tutors mai on data entry! she’s a medical student as well as a baker in this au, for the reason of I Think It’d Be Neat. she also ends up with the sacrifice in chapter two, and begs emiri to tie the votes for her. massacre ending my beloved………..

nao is very silly here. she stabs reko rip. i only realized a bit after making the list that naoreko and qmai swap so thats kinda funny to me. she has shins hands probably (still working out the details but yea)

real hinako and alice swap - hinako lives through their first trial and alice dies, an imposter alice takes his place in chapter 3 (i’m still working out the kinks with this swap)

(trigger warning for suicide discussion.) hinako lives through her first trial yay! however, like alice, she hides in the locker like a dumbass. her fake name is miyado yamada. she takes up the fake name due to not wanting to be recognized - about a year before the death game, she attempted to kill herself. it didn’t work, however, and she became the face of suicide preventation in japan. she also comes from the same orphanage as q-taro!

i’m still back and forth on the fake alice lore tbh. for now, alice had a secret twin who got separated from him at birth, permanently borrowed by asunaro. this secret twin, whom we’ll call arisu because it’s easy, ends up taking alice’s place as a dummy in chapter 3. with the help of the alice ai, he’s able to imitate him almost perfectly. even reko only notices a few discrepancies.

sou and shin swap - Oh Boy.

sou desperately wanted to be a participant in the death game, but asunaro wanted him to be a floormaster. to that, he said fuck you. he called up shin like "hi shin" "HIYORI YOU’RE ALIVE?!" "shinnnnn do u want to steal my identity :3" "CAN WE GO BACK TO THE PART WHERE YOU’RE ALIVE?!" in the end shin agreed to swap places, simply because sou told him about the 0.0 survival rate and he was not having that. sou erased his own memories so that he could go into the death game completely blind. however this had the side effect of him ending up hating the death game and asunaro and wanting to destroy it. him and anzu have that sibling dynamic, which is sweet until you realize that the chapter 2 main game exists. he steals shin’s identity because his first trial told him about the canidate/non-candidate thing, and so he stole shin’s identity because shin was a canidate!

shin is forced to take sou’s role as the fourth/fifth floor’s floormaster. he’s really grumpy and lackluster about it, but he’s really upset that him being the floormaster also means he’s pretty much doomed to die because WHAT THE FUCK HIYORI YOU NEVER TOLD ME THIS?! he’s really one-sidedly grumpy at sou, who doesn’t really get why because as previously mentioned he erased his own memories.

q-taro and reko swap - reko starts selfish and gets development, q-taro may or may not die

like i said in hinako’s section, her and q-taro come from the same orphanage, so they have a sibling relationship like alice and reko but without the "i hate you now because you’re a murderer" thing. q-taro gets replaced with a fake in the room of lies, leading to the route divergence! if he lives and hinako dies, he mourns not being able to protect her more or tell her what she meant to him. if she lives and he dies, it’s pretty much the same, except hinako has it even worse due to being Actively Suicidal and the one person she cares about on this shithole died because of her. fun times

reko acts more like pre-alice-murder-case reko, simply due to not having changed over time like she did in canon. by chapter 3, she acts more like her canon self. when arisu dies in the ch3 roulette, she talks about how she had a feeling that he wasn’t the real alice. she gets pinned to the target with ranmaru, but is much more willing to sacrifice herself than q-taro is in canon, and takes the first dose of venom.

keiji and megumi swap - keiji fucking dies

in this au, their first trial had a hidden gimmick - if the switch is pressed to take off megumi’s chains, the chains switch to keiji instead. there is a way for both of them to survive, by the switch being pressed again… but megumi doesn’t press it again. keiji fucking dies.

megumi is super sus to emiri and michiru, although she puts up a good front to most of the others. she ends up slowly becoming less corrupt as time goes on, though! and in chapter three her and emiri are actually real allies instead of fake allies. hip hip hooray.

maple and meister swap - maple is in charge of the roulettes, meister is the most powerful obstructor

maple is in charge of the roulettes yay! this means she does NOT have to have a crush on sou, and she does NOT have to die tragically. yippee! she feels very bad for everybody but she is simply doing her job

meister also doesn’t have a crush on anybody since he is a grown-ass adult and that’d be weird. instead he’s coded to see shin as a son. he usually acts like regular meister but his emotional state does fluctuates the same way maple’s does in canon.

…that was really long i am SO sorry. autism 💥

[miffue]

౨ৎ gossip girls ♡ gn fluff pre-established relationship lowercase intended not proof-read maybe ooc

feat. rin itoshi

thinking about gossip!boyfie!rin !!

no matter what kind of gossip it is, the drama he’s heard or you’ve heard. what drama you’re involved in, even drama that isn’t related to either of you guys — he’ll gossip about it with you.

“baby did you hear?” rin said to you.

“huh? what do you mean rinnie?” clearly confused. what could this guy — who barely starts a convo first, be talking about.

“okay you might need to sit down for this..” pulling you down to sit next to him on the couch.

“wait what?” panic settling in you, was he breaking up with you? is he tired of you? did you cross one of his boundaries. god, your mind was going crazy.

“you know how our neighbor was tryna get pregnant?”

with relief on your face, you responded with “yea.. we were literally over there like, the other day. we congratulated them rinnie. where are you going with this?”

“just be patient okay? so like — also don’t think about telling anyone.”

nodding quickly, “yes yes whatever rinnie, just tell me already!” clearly getting impatient.

“okay so.. the guy isn’t the father.”

looking at him wide eye — like a deer in headlights. “WHATT, where did you hear this, who told, is this some crazy theory.” speaking so quickly rin couldn’t understand you at all.

“baby calm down, please. i can’t understand anything you’re saying.”

“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM DOWN?? you just dropped a bomb on me. rinnie. tell me right now, where did you get this info.”

“tch, the mother herself.”

“what. wait. are you being deadass with me.”

“yes. she couldn’t keep it anymore, and i was near so she just asked to rant about it.”

looking at him in shock. jaw dropped. “rinnie did she say you could say this to anyone else?”

he stayed silent. that said enough for you.

“RINNIE.”

“i know i know it’s wrong. but like. it’s also fucked for her to do that.” he retorted

staying silent for a bit, you finally speak. “yea.. that’s true. i know she was desperate but that doesn’t give her the right to cheat on him.”

that simple sentence lead to a rant. instead of rin talking about this even though he’s the one that had been told first hand.

the whole reason he even talks about drama is could it always leads to you rambling. he could careless about drama but he loves hearing you talk — looking at you with pure adoration in his eyes.

author’s note — rin brain rot real.. this is based off that one scene in s2 of the additional time 😋😋 also wrote this while trying to study LOL anyways !!!! hope u enjoyed reading💞