#itoshi Rin

[i2rizz]

Life sized plushie

Kaiser, Rin, Sae, Reo, Shidou

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Michael Kaiser

The moment you dragged a massive box into the living room, Kaiser was already side-eyeing you. The smug smirk he always wore twitched slightly, intrigued but suspicious.

“Schatz, what the hell is that?” he asked, arms crossed as he watched you tear through the tape.

You grinned up at him. “A surprise.”

The moment the cardboard flaps opened, he saw it.

A life-sized plush of himself.

Kaiser blinked, staring at the overly perfect replication of his features, from the striking blue and gold eyes down to the signature cocky smirk stitched onto its fabric face.

Silence.

Then, laughter.

Not yours—his.

A full, deep, slightly unhinged laugh as he leaned on the wall for support. “You—you bought this?” he wheezed. “Oh my God, I knew you were obsessed, but this? This is insanity.”

You pouted. “If you think it’s so crazy, I can just return it—”

He lunged forward, snatching it out of the box and holding it at arm’s length. “Nope, this is staying. I need it to remind me of how deeply, hopelessly in love with me you are.”

You rolled your eyes. “If anything, I bought it to keep me company when you abandon me for practice.”

Kaiser scoffed, slinging an arm over your shoulder. “Guess I have to make up for it then, huh?” His lips brushed against your temple. “But, Schatz, if I ever catch you cuddling that thing instead of me, we’re going to have a problem.”

You smirked, arms crossing. “Define ‘problem.’”

Kaiser’s grin turned sharp. “Let’s just say you won’t be needing a plush for comfort.”

Itoshi Rin

Rin wasn’t expecting a package when he came home from practice, so when he saw the massive box sitting in your shared apartment, he was immediately on high alert.

“[Name], what’s this?”

You beamed. “A gift.”

Rin shot you a wary look before opening the box—and freezing.

A life-sized plush of himself sat inside, its expression somehow capturing his usual annoyed scowl.

Rin stared at it. Then at you. Then back at the plush.

“This is unnecessary,” he deadpanned.

You pouted. “I thought you’d like it.”

He exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Why do you even need this?”

You shrugged, wrapping your arms around the plush’s waist. “You’re at practice all the time, so I figured I’d get a stand-in.”

Something twitched in Rin’s jaw. “A stand-in?” His voice was dangerously calm.

You hummed. “Yup. It’s comfy too.”

Rin narrowed his eyes. Before you could react, he plucked the plush out of your grasp and tossed it onto the couch like it was trash.

“You want comfort?” He grabbed your wrist, pulling you flush against him. “Use me.”

Your breath hitched.

Rin smirked, eyes dark with something unreadable. “I’m real. And I’m right here.”

The plush, long forgotten, lay abandoned on the couch.

Itoshi Sae

Sae sighed when he saw the suspiciously large package waiting for him after practice.

“Don’t tell me,” he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Another one of your genius ideas?”

You grinned. “Actually, yes.”

Sae raised a brow and slowly opened the box. The moment his eyes landed on the plush—a life-sized version of him—he visibly froze.

Then, he sighed again.

“You’re ridiculous.”

You crossed your arms. “You don’t like it?”

He scoffed. “Oh no, I love having a stuffed version of myself staring at me in my own home.”

Rolling your eyes, you grabbed the plush and held it against your chest. “Well, I think it’s cute.”

Sae’s eye twitched when he saw how easily you hugged it. “You’re not actually going to sleep with it, are you?”

You smirked. “Why? Jealous?”

Sae huffed. In one smooth motion, he snatched the plush from your hands and unceremoniously shoved it into the closet.

“If you want me,” he muttered, tilting your chin up with his fingers, “I’m right here.”

His lips ghosted over yours.

“Pick the real one.”

Reo Mikage

The second Reo saw the box, he was excited.

“What is it?” he asked, practically bouncing in place as you grinned up at him.

“Open it.”

The moment he saw himself in plush form, he gasped.

“No way.”

His violet eyes sparkled with amusement as he pulled it out, turning it in his hands. “This is so extra—” He turned to you, smirking. “I love it.”

You laughed. “Knew you would.”

Reo placed the plush down and turned to you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Sooo… do you sleep with it?”

You huffed. “Maybe.”

Reo gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “I’m replaced?”

You playfully shoved him. “You’re impossible.”

He laughed, but when his arms wrapped around you, his voice softened.

“You don’t need a plush,” he murmured. “I’m here, always.”

You smiled.

“Good,” you whispered. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Shidou Ryusei

The moment Shidou saw the plush, he cackled.

“Babe, what the hell is this?”

You smirked. “Your replacement.”

Shidou snorted. “Oh, sweetheart, that’s cute.” He leaned in close, voice dropping to a whisper. “But I know you’d miss me too much.”

You rolled your eyes. “Believe what you want.”

Shidou grabbed the plush and examined it. “Damn, they really got my jawline right.” Then he frowned. “But why does he look so tame?”

You sighed. “Because it’s a plush, Shidou.”

Shidou hummed, tossing it onto the bed. “Well, as long as you’re not cuddling it when I’m around, I’ll let it slide.”

You raised an eyebrow. “And if I do?”

Shidou grinned, eyes darkening.

“Then I guess I’ll have to remind you who the real one is.”

His lips were on yours before you could react.

The plush? Forgotten.

Your sanity? Gone.

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[anglbunny]

ᝰ.ᐟwinner's girl

.ᐟcw: street racer!kaiser, street racer!Rin, street racer!Isagi, betting on isagi's girl, suggestive, mature language

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒. 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜" - 𝑠𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ

ᯓ★ᯓ⚡︎

“Yo, ‘sagi” kaiser rolled down his window, shouting over the music blasting through his car. Isagi, who was parked, peacefully enjoying a stick of weed, only to get rudely interrupted by kaiser. He rolled down his window, giving him an annoyed face. 

“Fuck you want?” he said, turning down his music, to hear kaiser better. 

“Race me,” Kaiser said, blowing his vape towards isagi. The other ran a hand through his hair, groaning.

“Hell fuckin’ nah, I just bagged a mil on my last run. Go bother Zero if you’re looking to lose.” 

"Ight, man, relax. That race was light work—you were running against rookies."

"A win’s a win, and my bank account don’t care who I smoked." yoichi grinned, throwing his head back, taking another hit. Blowing the smoke out with his eyes closed when he heard the scream of another car pulling up beside him. 

Zero. 

“Less talking, more driving. Who’s actually tryna race?” rin says, revving his engine. 

“All you hoes piss me off, fuck outta here” yoichi groaned, resting his legs on the dashboard.

“Put your money up if either of ya actually wanna race”, he said right after. 

Kaiser smirked, looking at rin as if they planned something.

“Nah, not money.” 

“Then what?” isagi asked, confused. What else would they wanna race for, other than the thrill and the money? 

“Your girl, bet that adorable little thing is sleeping all alone right now. Unprotected and vulnerable.” Kaiser grinned, running his tongue across his teeth. 

“Huh? You out your damn mind? Did you crash into a pole or sum?” 

“Yeah, i’m down, let’s bet yoichi’s girl on who win” rin said, giving the same sly grin as kaiser. 

Isagi snapped his head around, glaring at rin. It's like you could see the smoke coming out of his ears. He was fucking fuming. These assholes had the nerve to talk about HIS girl like she’s some whore?

“Man you have no idea how long i’ve been dreaming about her little cunt taking all of my cock down her throat” michael yelled across to rin, who just laughed. 

“Oh, you bet. She definitely got looks.” 

“Looks of a fuckin’ pornstar, am’i’right?” kaiser smirked, pulling smoke out his vape. 

“I’ll fucking gut both of you individually. Keep my goddamn girl’s name out your filthy mouths” yoichi said through his teeth. Stepping on the gas. 

Kaiser shouted, saying he’s cheating cause he got a head start, but Isagi only flipped him off and was gone. 

Rin and Michael followed after him. It wasn’t declared, but they all assumed the race was till Isagi’s house. 

The 3 cars zoomed down the road, leaving a trail of smoke and the deafeningly loud roar of their engines. 

Nearing Isagi’s penthouse. He thought he would be first since the other 2 were far behind, but suddenly, right before the stop, rin’s car pushed past, claiming first. It caught Isagi off guard, enough to make him lose focus, making Kaiser claim second. And the man himself whose girl was on the line came last. 

ᯓ★ᯓ⚡︎

“Jesus, ‘sagi won’t stop arguing. He yapped for a good 3 hours about how he’s gonna burn us alive if we hurt his girl or some bullshit like that” 

“Can’t blame em, If my girl looked like his, I’d also wanna kill anyone who said her name.” 

“You have a girl?” Kaiser asked, jaw dropping.

“What? No, man. I’m saying if I did.” 

Kaiser nodded. He opened the door to his penthouse. Isagi got put on car duty. He was told to park their cars like a valet. 

He planned on coming as soon as he finished. So he could watch.. And make sure they don’t hurt you. Yeah, that’s exactly why he was gonna watch. It’s totally not like he’s some pervert with weird kinks, like being a cuck. 

Kaiser and Rin quietly opened the door, trying not to wake you. 

“Yo’chi.. U home, baby?” you mumbled groggily from under the blanket. They both were silent, making their way towards you. 

Kaiser slowly moved the sheets and slipped into bed. Pressing his boner into your round ass, which perfectly fits against his body. Pressing down just right to make him bite down a groan. 

Rin on the other hand stood infront of you, rubbing your lips with his thumb, picturing his cock choking you. Which it will be doing soon. 

You lazily opened your eyes, confused at the dual sensations. 

Instead of seeing your boyfriend beside you or in bed with you like you were hoping. You see his 2 biggest rivals. One rubbing your ass onto his erection. The other is standing over you with a very prominent bulge in his pants. 

“Yoichi..?” you quietly whispered, hoping this was just some sick nightmare. 

“Don’t look so scared. We’ll be gentle, princess,” Rin said, and Kaiser patted your cheek. 

You panicked, looking around the room for some help or even your boyfriend, but neither came. 

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A/N: all three of them. at once.

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[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

i knew you in another life, you had the same look in your eyes

ft; isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, karasu tabito, alexis ness, michael kaiser, kunigami rensuke

synopsis; what (doomed) au would they meet and fall in love with you in?

notes; fem reader in isagi, karasu, and ness, gn reader otherwise, death, grooming, sexual assault, war, violence. i know that many of them have similar topics, but all of these are set in different aus.

isagi yoichi

isagi was supposed to have died ages ago. he should have died the moment the bullet pierced through his torso, his flesh. even if it wasn’t shot through a vital organ, the blood loss would have been enough to take his life. and yet, just before he could feel his soul leave his body, bandages were wrapped around his torso tightly, barely stopping the scarlet blood from seeping out.

“i know it’s painful, but i promise it’ll be over soon. hold on.”

a woman, probably a nurse, isagi thought, relaxing. with a nurse around, he’ll be alright. isagi closed his eyes, wanting to perhaps go unconscious for a while and get some rest. after all, he had just narrowly survived a battle. but as his mind continued to linger on your words, isagi’s eyes shot open.

you had an accent when speaking, and so did he. but it was a different accent, one that isagi was taught to shoot upon hearing.

you were a nurse of the enemy side.

isagi wanted to reach for his gun; perhaps you were trying to sabotage him, or perhaps you were going to turn him in. he still had his uniform on, after all, although it was stained in blood. but he was too injured to move a muscle, perhaps he should stay still for now and escape if you betray him.

you carried him back to the camp, the enemy side’s camp. you changed him into new clothes and put him to bed, tending to his wound the entire night. isagi didn’t understand; surely you weren’t blind and had common sense, right? so why didn’t you throw him out or kill him? an enemy soldier? especially the lieutenant commander of his side of the army?

“do you have anywhere to go?” you asked one week after he had arrived. “im not rushing you or anything, your injury still isn’t fully healed yet. i just need to know if you’re still going to stay here after you heal.”

isagi glanced up at you. “well…” he thought for a moment. he did indeed plan on going back, but not before gathering a bit of information for a while first. it would be far too cruel to just kill you and leave, especially after you saved his life. “i’ve got family, but they’re pretty distant from me, so i’ll have to stay for a bit longer.”

“by family, do you mean your soldiers from the opposing side?”

isagi stiffened, eyes widening as they darted to you. you laughed. “your uniform is the one of the enemy side. not only that, but you’re not a soldier from our side, so the only plausible explanation is that you’re from the opposing side.” isagi’s eyes narrowed.

“why’d you save me if you knew i was an enemy?” he asked, hand gripping the counter. anything, he thought. he was willing to use anything to defend himself.

you thought for a moment, lips pressing into a thin line before glancing back at him. “during war, we’re considered enemies, monsters, and merciless killers. but at the end of the day, on the battlefield, we’re all just humans who can lose our lives just as easily as we take other lives.” you whispered. “working as a nurse during war has taught me that.”

isagi’s eyes brightened, and he could feel his insides turn to goo. he was strangely flustered by your statement, but he smiled. “that’s…noble.” he mumbled, eyes softening.

but good times could never last forever. not in isagi’s case, not in anyone’s case.

three months later, the camp was attacked. the opposing side, the side that isagi was on, attacked the camp, killing over a quarter of the soldiers and half the nurses.

you were among them.

isagi’s breath hitched as he heard the familiar voices of his friends and comrades in the camp. he hasn’t heard them in months, but he could recognize them anywhere. he rushed to the entrance of the camp, where you stood, and you spun around with your eyes wide.

“yoichi, you—“

a bullet pierced through your head as you collapsed to the floor, your blood soaking the ground beneath you. isagi’s jaw went slack as his knees gave out on him. “hey, w…” itoshi rin, who had shot the bullet through your head, took isagi by the collar and glared at him.

“there you are, isagi. have you been having fun over here while we were all panicking? lukewarm.” rin hissed, before dragging isagi away, where isagi reached out for your corpse, lips mouthing into the familiar sensation of your name.

itoshi rin

rin always knew that he was a quiet person. he never talked much, no one ever noticed when he was behind them, and he rarely ever even made a sound. but he never realized that it would save his life, nor did he realize that it would change his life.

rin was six when the war had started, and seven was the age when rin’s entire town was massacred, rin being the only survivor. he didn’t make a sound when he had hid in the closet, as opposed to his elder brother sae’s gasp when his parents were murdered right in front of his eyes.

“hey kid, is anyone else here alive?” the tall man glanced down at rin. in shook his head, his eyes staring straight at the wall in front of him, as if he was staring at ghosts. “how’d you survive?”

“i was quiet.” rin mumbled. “everyone else screamed. everyone else started running. but i stayed in my closet the whole time. i didn’t even make a noise when i breathed.”

“good. im looking for unpolished gems like you, kid. become a spy. you’ll serve your country to make sure that nothing like this ever happens to any other kid ever again.” the man was named ray dark, and he was a scout for spies and assassins to serve the country for the war, especially children.

and so for the next 10 years, rin trained. he became a spy and an assassin, gaining information from opposing sides and killing them afterwards. he was nicknamed the destroyer due to how brutally his victims were always assassinated, along with how swiftly he would always disappear afterwards.

three years later, at age 20, a picture was slipped into rin’s pocket by a fellow spy. this is your next target, the spy’s footsteps tapped out. if you kill them, this very war could be over. they are the child of the dictator of our opposing country. but it is extremely difficult to kill them, as they have rapid reflexes and instincts. build trust with them first.

rin tapped a quick understood before walking away. the moment he reached his headquarters, he applied as your bodyguard with his fake id. he almost instantly made it in; it was ridiculous how easy it was to be the bodyguard of the most vital person in the world.

a day later, he arrived at your quarters, watching you fiddle with your fingers. you looked up and smiled at him. “hello there. it’s rare for someone to desire an application to become my bodyguard, but i hope we get along.” rin nodded.

“the feeling’s mutual.” rin muttered, taking a glance around your room. security was tight; the walls were thick enough to not be cut through, but thin enough to hear any pleas for help. he could see tiny buttons, perhaps to press in order to ring a bell or two.

but for the next four months that rin was your bodyguard, he couldn’t help but notice. he couldn’t help but notice how kindly you treated your citizens. how calm you always were. how you pleaded with your father to stop with war constantly.

there was no point in killing you. the only result would be removing one more of the near extinct population of truly kind people in this world. but this was his job; he had to do this. and yet he couldn’t bring himself to do it, not when your smile made his chest feel warm and your laugh melted his icy exterior.

raindrops slid down rin’s back as he stood atop your body, rain spreading the blood out on the concrete floor. your neck was slit; another assassin had got the job done. rin’s knees gave out on him as he cradled you, a guttural scream of agony escaping him.

karasu tabito

karasu has always been a man who was a firm believer of gender equality. after all, what does the identity you’re born with have anything to do with how you live your life? but this was the 1500s, he couldn’t just casually say that. was he trying to get himself publicly humiliated? especially as the general of the army?

no, most definitely not.

not only that, but karasu has also always been a solemn rule and tradition follower. the rules were the most important part of anything, and breaking the rules was a shit action to do. tradition was important and needed to be respected; after all, how do you respect your elders without respecting tradition?

so karasu was practically in shambles when you joined the army.

you had chopped much of your hair off to disguise yourself as a man, but karasu had grown up with an older sister. he knew how women were; he wasn’t an idiot. but no one else in the army seemed to notice that you were a woman other than him. lucky he was the general of the army; otherwise, who knows what another man in control would do to you?

but having a woman in the army was breaking the rules. sure, you were the most talented and hardworking soldier karasu had ever seen, but breaking the rules could equal a death sentence if severe enough. how the hell was he supposed to stand up for his beliefs but also follow the rules?

he let you stay.

your gender was a secret kept between the both of you, never once reported to the shogun or daimyos or emperor. karasu didn’t want to risk it; he didn’t want to risk having you executed. sure, women could be warriors, but none of them actually served in the army.

“hey, look, why is there blood on his clothes?”

“huh? but we haven’t had a battle in days!”

“why would there be blood on his clothes, especially from that part of his body?”

“what if…?”

“no way!”

“if that’s the case, we can do, you know, to her.”

“what if we get caught? general karasu is shit protective of her. well, now we know why.”

“well, we won’t get caught. none of us have seen a woman in months, why shouldn’t we—?”

karasu’s heart dropped as he stormed into the changing room, a few of the nude soldiers holding up your clothing as if they had just found a treasure. “what the fuck are are of yall doin’?!” karasu exclaimed. “go back to your quarters, now.”

they all rolled their eyes and whined before leaving, karasu sighing before walking to his quarters. he couldn’t help but admit, but other than the fact that you were a woman, karasu did like you way more than the other soldiers. you were clever and kind and brave, and karasu can’t help but admire and adore you.

but the next week, karasu found a neck by the side of your neck, and your head was swiftly chopped off.

alexis ness

ness has always adored Magic and entertaining others. perhaps this was the reason why he instantly agreed to the offer of becoming the palace entertainer, although he was moreso a palace jester than performer.

you’ve always been a stoic yet beautiful lady-in-waiting. it was rare to see any form of expressive emotion on your face, although you were always polite. everyone knew that you were the apple of the king’s eye, but considering how he was still currently married to his queen, he wasn’t allowed to marry you just yet.

when ness spoke to you, you greeted him with the same usual stoic respect, a lack of emotion from your lips. ness didn’t understand why you were so upset, especially when you were so beautiful. someone like you should be smiling and enjoying herself, not frowning her life away.

how strange it was, when you had smiled during one of ness’ magic tricks when he was entertaining the audience at one of the banquets.

it was as simple as pulling an animal out of a hat, and yet the simple pleasure brought immense joy to you. in a room full of large plastic smiles and piercing laughter, ness could only notice your smile carved of diamond.

how beautifully addicting your smile was to ness.

from then on, ness performed magic tricks to you every day. after all, that smile of yours lit up ness’ world. it even validated ness just a little bit; how he managed to make the lady-in-waiting known to be emotionless and monotone smile.

but the more and more you spoke with ness, the more you began to fall for him as well. why did he still stick with you despite your cold and icy attitude? why was he still so kind and warm with you? why did the hearth inside of him melt your heart?

but no matter what the answer was, you had to admit, you loved ness a damn amount.

but the Queen then fell ill, and eventually died. with no Queen on the throne, the king’s eyes began to wander, and it landed on you once more.

everyone in the palace knew that you and ness were in love. no matter how hard you both attempted to hide it, your shining eyes and tiny shared smiles across banquet tables were noticed by nearly everyone. the king couldn’t risk it; getting his desired wife taken away from him.

“alexis ness, you have been charged with plotting an assassination against the king. your execution will be the thirteenth of october by beheading, and—“

your glass bowl smashed against the floor as you slammed your hand over your mouth. “no! he didn’t do anything wrong! he didn’t—!” but the attendants of the castle dragged you away before you could say anything mire, ness being knocked out and pulled by the hair and taken to a cell.

you had been forced to focus your eyes onto the swift movement of ness’ head escaping his neck.

i’ll be writing kaiser and kunigami’s shorter and in a different style because im lazy

michael kaiser

“mihya, please—“

“no. im not going. you can do whatever crazy shit you want, but im not going.”

���mihya, it’ll be a new life for the both of us in america. ellis island is only accepting immigrants now, and who knows when they’ll stop?”

“well shit, im not leaving here.”

“…fine, then i’ll just leave by myself.”

“what? no way. you’re too much of a pussy to actually do so.”

“no, im leaving. mihya, if you refuse to leave with me, then i’ll just leave by myself.”

“no, you better not leave. dont leave.”

“you just told me to leave, didn’t you?”

“no, i was—“

“goodbye, mihya.”

kunigami rensuke

while everyone else would get reincarnated in the original canon blue lock universe and live out their well-deserved happy endings there, this isn’t the case with you and kunigami.

meeting in the blue lock facility. quickly becoming best friends. developing crushes on one another. becoming in love. separating during wildcard. and suddenly, when kunigami came back, he was different. he wasn’t your rensuke, not anymore.

perhaps you’re both just doomed in every universe.

[k-aemi]

itoshi rin ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ see me for me.

smut, choking, lost of virginity(both), unprotected sex

for the longest time youve been friends with the itoshi brothers. you guys were inseparable, always doing everything with each other! theyd teach you football tricks, but you did suck, youre no where close to them at all! youre the same age as sae, so rin was younger than you.

youve never even realized it but the more time you spent with them, the more you realize your feelings. your feelings for sae. just the way he makes your heart fluttered when he would ask why you looked so nervous, feeling your headache to see if you were ok.

the way he always makes you laugh with his sarcastic comments. the way hed tease you for being bad at football. all of these contributed to your feelings for him, but youre not so sure about his feelings for you.

rin was too young to understand these complicated feelings. he felt as if his heart would explode when he was close to you. his face always burned and he could never keep a cool facade with you around. he thought you placed a cursed on him!

the day when sae left for spain, pained you. youd miss him so much! you wanted to tell him how you felt first. but how? youre not so sure. you feel like youd regret it so much if you didnt. but youre scared of rejection. maybe when he gets back, youd be sure to tell him.

you and rin held hands as you went to see sae fly off, you hugged him, wishing him the best over there. saying your goodbyes, you face his back now, as he walked away. the feeling in your chest ached.

“s-sae!” you yelled out. he could only turn around, facing you with confusion. you hesitated to say the words you wanted to say. cmon, just tell him you love him! stop being so scared!

“hm?” he settled down his suitcase. you stood there dumbfounded, you called out to him, you might as well say it right..? but what if he rejects you? it wouldnt be worth it.

“i…i hope you land safe.” you give him a weak smile and he returned it.

“yeah, i will. thanks [name.]” before picking his suitcase up again to walk away.

fuck. you cant. maybe some other time. another time where youre sure youll confess. and just hope for the best.

for the remaining time its just you and rin now. still spending time together like how all three of you guys would. you missed sae so much, your sure rin did too.

even as time passed by you can never get sae off your mind. with every body passing by, youd reject them, because your eyes only set on sae. hes gotten so well known too! you see him on tv sometimes and it makes you happy.

but rin knew you liked sae. it’s so obvious, the way you talk so positively about him. saying hes the best. he was jealous. he wanted you to see him. hes not the best for no reason too right? maybe youll take the chance to recognize his achievements.

learning about saes return, you cant help but contain your excitement. youd immediately enter the itoshis residence, to see sae. hes grown so tall! but he still looks the same as ever. though his eyes do seem to be a bit empty.

“sae! oh my god!” you go up to hug him. you missed him so much after a whooping four years. “its been so long!” you flashed a smile at him.

“sure has.” he keeps a stoic face. hm, that was interesting? it was a bit weird to see him like this, not like he hasnt but you thought hed at least be happy to see you too.

you guys decided to take a walk on the seaside. its night, and the stars are shining bright. the moon light reflects on the water. you walk bare feet, feeling the soft sand as sae walks besides you.

“it feels like back in the days where we walked here and talk about anything!” you giggled. looking at sae, keeping his eyes forward. it looks like the conversation wasnt going anywhere and you frown.

maybe you should tell him..? that would spark up something at least, well you hope. you inhale a sharp breath, exhaling out before stopping in your place, grabbing hold of the hem of his sweater.

“sae.” he turned his attention on you. before fully turning around facing your figure.

you let out a sigh and build up the courage to tell him.

“i like you sae…ive always have! and…” sae could only stop you there. gently lifting your hands off him. he looked conflicted of some sort as you set your gaze on him.

“i’m engaged [name].” and that shattered your heart. what? engage? you just heard wrong right? maybe hes just kidding with you.

“i was going to ask if you wanted to come to our wedding.” he rests his hands in his pocket. you can only shift your gaze away from him, looking down to see your feet sink down to the sand.

how could you possibly go to his wedding, seeing another woman marry the boy you liked ever since? you knew it. you were going to regret it. now look what it has become. youre so stupid.

“o-of course sae. im so happy for you.” your voice starts to break. you dont even realize it at first, but globs of tears fall down to the sand. sae only pats your head in comfort. the air was only filled of your sniffling and cries, followed by the tide waves.

“ill be going back soon. i only came to renew my passport.” he retreats his hands. its so embarrassing for him to see you so vulnerable. but can you blame yourself? actually. yes you can. its your fault you didnt confess so soon. now hes in love with some other woman. that was supposed to be you!

“get home safe.” he whispered out to you before walking away. probably to the airport or whatever, not like you care right now. your heart was broken. after all those years of being so loyal to sae, it was just for him to end up with another woman.

you take yourself back…your mind still stuck on the events that had happened. those words sank inside your head like a ship. engaged. that should of been you. married to sae, start a family with him and live old and die together. all of that wasnt possible now.

walking up the stairs from the seaside, you bump into someone unexpected. you let out a yelp before the person catches you.

“[name]? why are you still here?” it was rin. he balances you up and observing closely he can see the tears that drip down your cheeks. he cups your cheeks, wiping the tears with his thumb, leaning down to your level showing a face of concern.

“why are you crying?” he coos you and all you can do is hug him, crying uncontrollably. hes not sure what to do but hold you close. your tears smearing on his jacket but he doesnt mind, hed very much worry about comforting you right now.

he lifts your head up to face his him, tucking a strand of hair behind your hair. he stares at your teary eyes, patting your head as a sense of comfort. you never really thought of it much, but rin really did look a lot like sae.

your hand trails to his jawline, tracing random patterns before caressing his cheek softly. “you look just like him.” you whispered out followed by a hiccup. were you talking about sae, rin wondered. he can see the way you look at his lips, slowly leaning in. but he doesnt back out.

your lips connect with his. kissing him with such passion. this is what you wanted to do with sae. you wanted to give him your first kiss. but this will do, rin…hes so much like him.

rin reciprocates the kiss back, taking hold of your back, indulging himself with your soft lips. he could smell the cocoa chapstick you always applied on yourself, it smelled so sweet, but your touch was much more addictive. the way your tongue explored his mouth felt so good. hes always wanted this, he wondered what your lips would of felt like on his.

but it was so sudden, something definitely happened between you and sae. he leaned back from the kiss and youre left disappointed from the lost of contact. youre met with his teal eyes with his conflicted look.

“what happened [name]..? why did you..” you didnt want to remember. you hated it. those words that still swirl inside your mind. its like a nightmare you can never escape from. tears perked from the corners of your eyes again.

“sae…hes engaged and i…i was stupid enough to think hed would of waited for me.” you cried on his chest. is this what it was all about? sae? is that why you kissed him? because he resembles him..? his arm hesitates to hug you, did you only see sae in him, not because he was rin?

but he doesnt know what to do. he always wanted you. he yearned for this so much he cant just let the opportunity to go away right? youre in his arms right now. if this was the closest hell get you to, hell do it. just for you.

“s’okay im here…shh.” he embraced you. kissing the top of your head as he rubbed your back. soothing your crying self.

all of the sudden hes settled in between your legs, all bare. your naked figure was so beautiful. he loved everything about you, even if you did think you had so much flaws.

rin looks like him so much, its basically the same thing you supposed. just not the real deal, but itll do for saes place.

“im g’na put it in okay..?” he rubs his cock head on your clit and you whine, motioning your hips in a circular motion. you nod giving him that access he so longed for.

just barely putting it in, he hisses, it feels so good. this new sensation of pleasure. it felt way better than when hed fist himself to the thought of fucking your tight cunt. he lets out ragged breath, turning his attention to your face only to see you cry from the pleasure.

“does it hurt..?” he rubs your sides, you only let out gasps. youre glad hes being gentle right now because it hurts, you wanted your first to be sae, but its fine. its not like his would be you.

you nod. “its okay…just keep going.” you hands wrap around his neck for leverage, signaling you were fine for him to move. he exhales a breath before moving and oh my god did it felt good for him. the way you warm walls would tighten up when he entered back in made him feel like he was gonna come already.

rin could only take in the moans you let out. its so erotic, hearing you moan out because he was making you feel his cock. his big cock.

a night you two had, rin couldnt believe you let him take your first. and you took his. but he knew why, because he resembles his brother, sae. but if it made you feel better hed give in into your delusions, even if he did wanted you to see him as rin.

the day of the wedding, it was a big one indeed. very expensive looking. you know you should be happy for sae, but really, seeing someone you loved for a long time to marry someone else? that truly was heart breaking.

the toast starts, and never in your whole life have you seen sae so happy before. his eyes lit when he speaks so positively of his now wife. watching from afar as you see sae closing in the gap with his wife to kiss her with a chuckle. rin takes note of your obvious frustration and he can only feel so bad.

too hard to watch, you leave the room. not like anyone would care to notice since it was loud after. but rin would. his eyes were always on you. following after you.

your heels echoes thru the hall as you scurry off to the exit. still devastated from what had just happened. theres no way you can just stay there, seeing the newly wed couple, which was the person you loved so dearly.

"[name]!" rin follows behind as you exit out. hes met with your weeping state, your cries filling in the air of silence. rin can only sigh before walking up to you, rubbing your back. "wanna go?" he asks with a soft tone.

rin takes you home, ensuring you would be safe. walking you to your apartment, but tonight you just wanted to get your head off from everything today. grabbing the hem of rins suit, which makes him halt his movement.

"can you stay...for the night." how could rin refuse? he would give up anything to stay with you (maybe not football.) he knows what you want when you say things like that, and he wont miss that opportunity.

moans and smell of sweat fill the room with the pounding of rins rough thrusts. shit you look so good right now, well you always do. youre so perfect in his eyes.

grabbing hold of your jaw, kissing you while his tongue explores your mouth, the taste is sweet. rin manhandles you so well, putting you into a mating press makes him reach deeper. its like you can feel it in your womb. its so good. too good.

but of course, in your eyes, hell always remind you of sae.

"s-sae...fuck..!" your hand clawed his back and he hisses. it pains him that you still see him as sae. hes sick of it. why cant you finally open your eyes and see that he wants you to see him for who he is. that he loves you.

clicking his tongue in annoyance, he props himself up, his hand trailing to your neck, tightening his grip on you. you can only choke from the lack of oxygen you were getting. it hurts, but not too much.

"fucking sick of you calling. me. sae." he punctuated each words with his thrusts and it makes you scream. your hands grip his wrist, but he doesnt budge. only fastening his pace, letting out ragged breaths.

you cant lie, the way his hair sticks to his forehead was so hot, sweat dripping from his chin.

"call out my name. say rin." you can only let out hiccups. his hands were so big. one hand already covered your whole neck. and with his second one just applied more pressure. it was like a good kind of pain. you didnt hate it.

"r-rin....fuck rin...please make me cum." how could he refuse your request? that was the first youve ever called out is name while you guys had sex. he swears he can hear you calling out his name forever and he wouldnt get tired of it. he loved hearing your voice moaning out his name.

"goddamn it [name]. i fucking love you, ill treat you better than sae. better than anyone." he growled, releasing his grip on your neck, leaning down to bite down on the flesh. it stings, but so good.

his thrusts becomes sloppy, and he grits his teeth. the way your gummy walls clench his dick, he knows youre about to come. and he is too.

"say you love me." he props himself with his hand, focusing his attention on your face, eyeing your fucked out face. god you look so hot like this. "please." his face looks so pleading and it stirs something inside of you. it was like the first time youve seen him like this. but too into the moment, you give in.

"i love you. rin." flashing a weak smile at him, before he reaches his high, with one final thrust, he paints your walls white and the feeling of is cum filling you up is enough to make you orgasm. he rests his hands on your knees, catching up with his breath, seeing the way his cum spill from your cunt.

plopping himself to the side of the bed, giving your forehead a kiss.

"i love you too."

so sorry i will try to post three today! very busyyy so wrote this very quick so u guys think i am not dead. i hope it does not look too choppy! i will work on request :D

[bluepurplepinklock]

Girldad! Rin x reader, where he is extra cautious when holding your infant daughter, being nervous everytime you hand her over to him.

"Am I doing it right?" he gulps, slowly cradling the cozy baby in his arms.

"You are doing great, Rin." you can't help but chuckle at how stiff and awkward Rin is, holding the baby as if she would shatter at the slightest inconvenience.

"I just fed her," you inform him, "so make sure you help her burp."

"What? How can I help with something like that?" Rin blinks, totally clueless.

You can't contain your smile as you teach him how to hold the baby and pat her back. After that day, Rin makes sure you always ask him to help the baby burp.

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[neeeooon]

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10 | y/n and the groupies

you thought the boys might be a little shy with you in the car, but if they were, they definitely didn't seem it.

your hand was glued to the door handle for support with bachira behind the wheel. he had a lead foot, pressing down on the gas when there was no one in front of him and slamming on the brakes when someone was. some rock song you weren't familiar with was blaring from the speakers, yet it did next to nothing to drown out the loud chatter coming from the backseat.

"i didn't even know hedgehog bites could hurt so bad! something so small shouldn't cause so much pain." isagi looked at his pointer finger and shivered. you smiled when shidou teased him for getting on pocari's bad side. when bachira caught the way your brows scrunched, he leaned toward you and said, "pocari is isagi and his roommate's pet hedgehog. well, technically, he's all kurona's, but isagi likes to play step-daddy—ow! hey, don't hit the driver!" you can’t miss the scowl isagi shoots at his friend. it sends you into a short fit of laughter.

“we’re almost there,” you hear shidou say from the seat behind you, and nod while flashing him a thumbs up. “sweet! my friend said he’ll be waiting outside for me.”

you’d asked the boys in advance if reo could join, and they were pleased to hear that they had some fanboys willing to show their support front row. bachira shook his head when he processed your words. “nah, have him park around back so we can all go in together. you said he’s a fan, right? maybe he’ll want an autograph!”

“jeez, humble much?” isagi groaned, ignoring the glare bachira sent him through the rearview. you smiled. “he would lose his mind if he saw you guys up close, let alone talk to you.”

“i’m not gonna lie, y/n,” shidou began, hand gripping the back of your headrest. “the effect this has on my ego is not good. it’s such a turn-on.”

“ew!” isagi pressed himself against his car door to get as far away from shidou as possible.

the rest of the ride was fairly peaceful, with bachira filling any silences with mindless chatter. you now know more about the history of dolphins than you'd like.

"we're here!" bachira cheered, pulling the car to a shuddering stop before parking. looking around, you spotted a bar a few buildings away and gasped when you realized it was chigiri and kunigami's. "hey, my friends work there!" you beamed, pointing pridefully at the little bar.

shidou stepped out next and appeared at your side. "i think we played there a few times when we were just starting out. cool place." you flashed him a smile and let the trio lead you into the club.

there were two men already backstage, and you quickly recognized by their matching teal eyes that they were the itoshi brothers—the drummer and bass player. they greeted you with matching, bored looks, but you waved anyway. "nice to see you again, sae. doing well?"

his lips quirked. "doing well. how's the apartment treating you?" you nodded, inviting him and his brother rin to movie night when the door slammed open once more, and a blond appeared. you raised a brow, but the second you spotted the smear of lipstick on his neck, you knew who this was. you fought the urge to sneer. "michael kaiser! it's a pleasure to finally meet you."

he looked you up and down in a way that made you feel scandalized, but once sae introduced you as y/n, he let out a chuckle. "the one who threatened to beat me with a broom, right?"

"i did not!" you totally did and shot a quick glare at isagi, bachira, and shidou for tattling on you to their bandmate. whatever else you wanted to say was wiped from your mind when your phone buzzed with a text from reo, informing you he'd arrived.

"my friend's here!" you announced to the group as you slipped between bachira and shidou to reach the exit. "good luck performing! i'll be cheering you all on." you didn't give them a chance to reply before darting around the corner to see reo.

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[karasublog]

His handwriting is basic but beautiful ���😭

Rin's effort is evident...

[shouyuus]

RAAAIIIN I'm zooming in for your drabble from a prompt + character post, but please ignore it if it doesn't spark joy/you already have too many to work on!! 💗

"a story in reverse" + itoshi rin

send me one + a character and i'll write you a drabble

─── 凛 A STORY IN REVERSE

itoshi rin; sfw, angst; divorce, unhappy marriage, magical realism

day 376.

"it was never supposed to be like this," rin says. there's a fist the size of a human heart squeezing inside his chest.

you take a breath, smile a smile that looks like forgiveness (or worse -- understanding).

"yes, rin -- it was."

day 365.

"i'd like a divorce."

rin blinks at you, the words sliding off his skin like water off a duck's back, his comprehension of them tenuous at best. he opens his mouth; no words come out.

you let out a sigh that sounds much too heavy to be echoing out of a body like yours and drop the papers on the dining room table.

"just... look them over and sign them, okay?"

rin sighs, setting down the flowers on the table next to the papers. you stare at them and the card clipped to the ribbon printed with the loopy words -- happy anniversary.

day 291.

"you stopped trying --"

"no, i didn't --"

"yes, you did -- you're never around -- god you're like your brother -- is that it? you wanna be him so bad that you're ghosting your family too?"

you bite your lip as the air suctions out of the room, and suddenly, the bedroom is a vacuum, and rin's open suitcase a canyon too deep and dark to cross.

rin's mouth thins, his fingers like pale daggers as he reaches for a shirt he'd just set on the bed. with slow, methodical movements, he picks it back up and places it back into the suitcase.

you pick at a hangnail on your right hand, wincing as a bead of blood wells up against the skin.

"rin, wait --"

the lock on his suitcase clicks.

day 218

"i miss you."

"i know, i miss you too."

you sigh, stifling a yawn as you watch rin tug on his soccer jersey.

"gotta go, we're starting soon."

you swallow passed the torrent of words pressing up against the back of your tongue.

"sure. yeah."

rin sighs, "i'll call you after."

you glance at the clock, "i'll be asleep."

he makes a vaguely impatient noise. distantly, you can hear someone speaking to him as he glances off screen with a nod.

"fine, i'll --" he pauses, "message me when you're up then."

you nod, pursing your lips around the words -- then you'll be asleep.

"sure, yeah," you say again, feeling the a dark, cold pit coalesce in your stomach. "good luck at your game."

at this, rin scoffs, a lopsided smirk tugging at his lips, the light in his eyes sharpening to something like lust.

"don't need it, but thanks anyway."

day 182.

"i thought you understood --"

"and i thought we mattered more to you --"

"we do but i told you -- soccer's always --" he cuts off.

you sigh, crossing your arms, "right, right."

a moment passes, and then, both of you soften at the exact same time.

"i'll try harder to be --"

"i'm sorry, i just miss --"

you both pause, caught a word before the end of your sentences, eyes wide, mouths open.

another beat, before both of you fall into a fit of helpless laughter. he reaches for you; you fall into him. his fingers in your hair, your arms around his waist.

"i'll try harder to be around."

"yeah," you say, nuzzling into his neck, feeling the warmth of him expanding in your chest as your body settles in next to his, "i know."

day 141.

"what do you want for breakfast?"

"mm... something with sea bream."

you laugh, glancing over your shoulder, "we do have leftover rice from yesterday -- i can make ochazuke --"

rin grins, looking up from the sofa, his eyes like seaglass in the crystaline light.

"that sounds amazing."

day 112.

"where do you wanna go for our first trip?"

"first?" rin blinks, "we've been on tons of trips before."

you roll your eyes, grinning, "yeah, but not as a married couple." you exaggerate your pronunciation and he cocks his head.

"how does that change anything?"

you pause, staring. then, you let out a tiny laugh, "nevermind -- but i still wanna go on a trip."

"yeah. we can do that."

day 100.

"sorry i couldn't be there for our 100 days."

you shake your head, running a finger along the petals of the flower bouquet sitting on your table.

"no, it's okay -- i know being a professional athlete means you have to travel a lot," a pause as you lean forward to press your nose in to the flowers, their sweetness filling in your lungs. you pull back and glance back at the phone screen, to rin's face, his rumpled hair -- it's nighttime where he is, and probably way passed his bedtime.

"i do miss you though," you admit.

"yeah. i know. i miss you too."

day 88.

"i didn't know i could love someone as much as this before i met you."

you turn towards rin in the rising dark, his face is cast up towards the ceiling of your shared bedroom. you twist to loop your arm around his middle.

"yeah? i thought no one could ever compare to your love of soccer," you tease.

rin hums, "i don't know. i... didn't used to think so. sometimes, i still don't but... i'm not as sure as i used to be."

you nod, "it's okay, we've got forever to try and figure this out."

day 47.

"itoshi-senshuu -- how is it being a married man?"

rin stares at the reporter for a long second before he answers --

"being married doesn't make me a better or worse player. but... family is important."

the reporter lets out a nervous laugh, "yes... that's true, but that wasn't -- anyway -- thank you for your amazing performance today."

day 31.

"where do you see us in 10 years?"

rin shrugs, "like this, but older."

you laugh, letting your head fall back onto his shoulder as the pair of you cuddle on the couch.

"yeah? you don't think we'll be those like... estranged older married couples who sleep in different rooms?"

rin frowns, his eyes flashing with a midnight dark.

"no. i don't."

you giggle, "yeah, you're right," you say, spinning the ring on your finger, admiring the way it catches the light, "we've both just gotta work to make sure that never happens, right?"

rin drops a soft kiss to your shoulder.

"yeah, right."

day 1

"and do you take this man, itoshi rin, as your lawfully wedded husband?"

rin blinks at you from across the walkway; there are white flowers braided into your hair and your lashes are gemmed in tears -- the most beautiful person he's ever seen.

you smile, nod, and lean forward, even before the officiate says so, and say --

"yes -- gods yes -- i do."

day -8,766

there's always been a wood beyond the protective glow of the back porch's lone, luminous light, the darkness lingering and skittering, trailing in the shadows of the great lunar moths that fluttered against the windows in the summer.

rin knew he was never to go into the woods alone.

"there's a fairytale 'bout a well in the woods that grants wishes if you toss in a really round river stone."

sae's voice makes rin swivel around. he frowns at his older brother, head lilting to one side.

"how'dyou know?"

sae only stares. "cause i've done it."

"does it work?" rin's eyes are ocean-wide and just as clear. sae turns away.

"dunno, but you've gotta give something up in return if you make a big wish."

"oh."

"why? what would you wish for?"

rin turns with a big, childish smile, "to beat you at soccer one day!"

sae scoffs, "dumb dumb -- what're you gonna give up in return for that, huh?"

rin shrugs, "dunno... but... whatever it is, it can't be better than soccer!"

at this, sae laughs, reaching over to poke at rin's forehead with a single finger. rin giggles, peering up at sae with round cheeks the color of ripe peaches.

"what... what did you wish for?"

sae's grin sharpens as a patch of cloud shifts away from the surface of the moon and light pours down onto the back porch, illuminating the planes and ridges of his face, gleaming in the dark turquoise of his eyes.

"to be the best soccer player in the world one day."

rin licks his lips, "and... what did you give up?"

sae turns away as the cloud shifts back, tossing his face into a curtain of shadow.

"the person i love the most."

rin swallows, frowning. he scuffs his feet against he old wood of the porch top and wonders who that might be. he huffs out a breath, turns to face sae with a determined look on his face, the lines carved there far too deep for someone his age.

he jabs a thumb into his chest as he says --

"fine, then that's what i'm gonna give up too!"

[pennim4]

Someone asked for Biceps bow trend timeskip Rin ✨ soo why not 😋

[i2rizz]

Pet names the bllk boys would call you

Isagi, bachira, rin, nagi, reo, sae, shidou, kaiser, ness, barou

|masterlist

Isagi Yoichi - "Babe"

You always thought Isagi was the classic type. The kind of boyfriend who, despite being an absolute menace on the field, was sweet and soft behind closed doors. And you were right.

"Hey, babe, can you pass me the water?"

You blinked.

It wasn't the first time he called you something affectionate, but it was the first time he said it so casually. You grabbed the water bottle from the counter, tossing it to him. "Since when do you call me that?"

He caught the bottle, smiling sheepishly. "Dunno. Just felt natural. You like it?"

A smirk tugged at your lips. "Say it again."

"Babe," he repeated, softer this time.

Yeah. You definitely liked it.

Bachira Meguru - "Lovebug"

With Bachira, you were never safe from nicknames. From "sugar plum" to "honey bunch," he'd called you everything under the sun. But today, he'd decided on something new.

"My lovebug, come here!" Bachira sang, arms wide open.

You stared at him, unamused. "Lovebug? Really?"

"Yeah! You’re cute and tiny, and you always stick to me like one. So, lovebug!"

Before you could argue, he tackled you onto the couch, nuzzling into your neck with an exaggerated hum. "You like it, don’t you?"

You sighed dramatically. "Fine. But if you start calling me 'buggy,' I'm leaving."

"No promises!"

Itoshi Rin - "Angel"

Rin wasn’t the type to throw around sweet names. You were lucky if he even said "good morning" without a grunt. But lately, he’d been slipping up.

"Angel, where’s my hoodie?" he muttered from the bedroom.

You nearly dropped your phone. "Huh?"

Rin peeked out from the doorway, frowning. "What?"

"What did you just call me?"

He went stiff. The realization dawned on his face, his ears turning red. "I— Shut up. Just give me my hoodie."

You grinned, walking over and tugging on the hem of his shirt. "Say it again."

"Not happening."

You leaned in, whispering, "Angel."

His hand shot up, covering your mouth. "Drop it." But the blush on his face told you everything you needed to know.

Nagi Seishiro - "Bunny"

"Bunny, c'mere."

You stopped mid-step, staring at Nagi. "Did you just call me ‘bunny’?"

He blinked lazily, patting the empty space beside him on the bed. "Yeah. You’re soft and sleepy like one. Now, cuddle."

You huffed but crawled into his arms anyway. "You’re just using cute names to distract me, aren't you?"

He yawned, draping an arm over you. "Maybe. But also ‘cause I like you."

Your heart did a little flip. "I hate you."

"Mm. Love you too, bunny."

Mikage Reo - "Princess"

Reo had been calling you "princess" since the moment you got together. At first, you thought it was just a playful joke. But no, he was dead serious.

"Princess, let me carry that for you."

"Princess, you shouldn't walk in those heels so much."

"Princess, did you eat today?"

Finally, you snapped. "Reo, do you even know my actual name anymore?"

He laughed, pulling you close by the waist. "Of course, I do. But you’re my princess first."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't stop the smile forming on your lips. "Ridiculous."

"Adorable," he corrected, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Itoshi Sae - "Doll"

Sae never wasted words. He wasn’t one for grand gestures or unnecessary sweetness. But when he did something, he meant it.

"Doll, are you listening?"

You blinked out of your daze, focusing back on him. "Did you just call me 'doll'?"

Sae sighed, setting his fork down. "Yeah. You got a problem with that?"

"No, but it’s very… unexpected."

He smirked. "Thought it suited you. You’re pretty. Fragile."

"I am not fragile."

"Mm." He reached over, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "You’re still my doll."

Your face burned. Damn him and his effortless charm.

Shidou Ryusei - "Kitten"

"Kitten, you’re killing me."

You groaned as Shidou draped himself over your shoulders, arms locking around you like a vice. "Get off me, you idiot."

"Not until you admit you love it when I call you that."

You squirmed, trying to shake him off, but his grip only tightened. "Shidou—"

"Say it. You love it."

You exhaled sharply. "Fine. Whatever. Just get off."

Shidou grinned, finally letting go. "Knew it. You’re so cute, kitten."

You threw a pillow at his face. "Shut up."

Michael Kaiser - "Schatz"

Kaiser loved teasing you in German. It made you flustered, and he lived for it.

"Schatz," he purred, leaning over your shoulder.

You frowned. "That better not mean something dumb."

He laughed. "Relax. It means ‘treasure.’"

You eyed him suspiciously. "For real?"

"For real. You’re my most precious thing, after all."

Your heart clenched. You punched his arm lightly. "Stop being cute."

"Never, schatz."

Alexis Ness - "Darling"

Ness was a hopeless romantic. It was no surprise when he started calling you "darling" in that soft, affectionate tone.

"Darling, don’t forget your scarf."

You paused, blinking up at him. "Since when do you call me that?"

Ness smiled, adjusting the scarf around your neck. "Since I realized I want to call you mine in every way possible."

Your breath hitched. He was unfair.

Barou Shoei - "Queen"

Barou wasn’t one for unnecessary nicknames. But when he did call you something, it held weight.

"You’re my queen. Act like it."

You smirked. "Oh? And what does that make you?"

He crossed his arms, staring down at you. "The king, obviously."

You chuckled. "So dramatic."

"You love it."

You did.

[mikemsmm]

rin rin 🙂‍↔️

itoshi rin x f!reader - 18+ only, you find out how much rin likes lingerie

you know rin’s not that experienced. to be honest, neither are you. both of you have been tip-toeing around the other when it comes to being intimate, and you’re finally sick of it.

so what do you do?

you order a fuckton of lingerie.

you don’t want to scare rin with dildos and straps and paddles—although you do think about spanking him fairly regularly—but you do think your normally tight-lipped boyfriend will like this. men like pretty things, right?

so when you walk into your living room wearing a white satin set that barely covers you, you’re hoping he at least reacts.

there’s a mirror in your bedroom that you’ve never even considered adding to your sex play, but rin kneels you in front of it and wrenches your chin up with a hand. you catch his eye in the glass; his cheeks are flushed, eyes wild, mouth starting to hang open the way you’ve only seen when he’s playing soccer.

“you wore this for me?”

he slots his cock in between your thighs. you gasp - you don’t even know when he took his shorts off.

“yeah. there are others too, if you’d like to see them.”

he paws at your hips, holding you still.

“touch your tits for me,” he says. “wanna see how nice they look popping out of this bra.”

rin’s never effusive during sex. if anything, you’ve asked him to be more vocal. the way he’s talking to you now makes your head spin. you don’t want it to stop.

“you’re wet, aren’t you?

pre-cum drips from rin’s cock, mingling with the slick already dampening your panties. you tweak one nipple and groan, both at the zip of pain and the hungry expression on rin’s face. he’s close and you know it, and you’ve never wanted to see your boyfriend come undone more than now.

“look at me when you come, rin, please,” you say, and the grip on your hip tightens.

“it’s gonna be quick tonight,” he says through clenched teeth, an admittance you know he hates. “you look so pretty, I can’t help it.”

you cheat a little and tightly fist the tip of his cock. his hips stutter, and with a low groan, he cums, semen spurting the front of the mirror.

before he picks you up to take you to the bed, he tells you to wear something new tomorrow night.

[mcdonaldsnumberone]

PITTER-PATTER-LOVE!

❤︎‬ bits from their official trivia reimagined with you ❤︎‬ itoshi rin, barou shouei, nanase nijiro, michael kaiser x gn reader ‪ ❤︎‬ wc: 2k/~500 words per character

ITOSHI RIN!

valentine’s day: he declined everything he received and sent them back

Rin, before dating you, thought Valentine’s Day was a waste of time. It wasn’t a holiday meant for him nor did he find anything particularly exciting about watching couples drive themselves insane doing insane things in the name of romance. The hoards of chocolates and gifts that would arrive at his clubhouse were nothing but a pain in the ass, and each year, without fail, he’d turn away any gift that hoped to win his favor and send them all back without so much as a second thought.

Now that he’s with you, his thoughts have changed bit by bit. He still thinks Valentine’s Day is stupid. He still thinks couples trying to one-up each other and spending exorbitant amounts of money and time to woo their lover is stupid. He still thinks his fans are wasting their time sending chocolates to him.

And that’s because he’s already fulfilled eating your chocolates. 

“Are you sure your nutritionist won’t get mad at me? Are you sure you’re allowed to have these?” You fret over him, eyes flickering between his stoic face and the tiny chocolates you’ve popped out of the mold, presented plainly on a small plate. Even still, you hold up one piece towards him, like you’re too scared to take the last step to close the gap between yourself and him but still want to pamper him somehow.

If there’s one thing Rin takes seriously, it’s his dedication to his craft. Every waking moment is dedicated to bettering himself, all to topple his brother. His diet is no exception to his strict lifestyle. 

But it’s one day out of the year. It’s one treat out of the endless days of nothing but power foods prepared specially just to augment his performance. One piece of chocolate that you painstakingly made for him, as a gesture of your unwavering love for him. It’s quiet. It’s homey. It’s the exact kind of love that Rin himself didn’t even know he craved.

“Why do you care about what they think so much?” It looks like you still need one last push for him. That’s fine. He can close that distance easily. “One chocolate isn’t going to kill me.”

You hold your breath as he grabs your wrist, lifting the chocolate and your hand towards his lips. His mouth closes gently around your fingers, and the sweet taste of chocolate and sugar coats his tongue. It spreads across his mouth like a warm hug, and it disappears down his throat to leave behind only the thought that he wants more. It’s a shame that he’s such a strong-willed man.

“...Not bad. It’s delicious.” This is his way of praising you. This is his way of marking you as someone special in his life, someone different from the monotony of average and forgettable human beings. This is his way of telling you that he wants to keep you by his side, even if it means that he has to break the rules every now and then to make it work. 

BAROU SHOUEI!

favorite season: end of rainy season

“I’m so glad it’s finally stopped raining,” you happily remark, carefully tiptoeing around a puddle on the ground. “As much as I love doing at-home dates, nothing beats getting to go out with you! And the sun just feels so nice on my skin…”

It’s nothing spectacular, but it tickles Barou just a little bit to see you get this excited over a walk in the park with him. It’s a no-brainer that you’re the sweet and friendly one between the two of you, but it’s hard to not be endeared to how thrilled you are to do something so mundane with him. The sunlight that peeks through the soaked trees seems to twinkle in agreement, and like the gentleman he is when he’s off the field, he offers you an arm.

“You better have put on sunscreen before you left the house. The sun’s nice, but it’ll fry your skin otherwise.” His voice is gruff, but the well-natured intention of his words are easy to pick up. You smile at him as you wrap your arm around his, falling in pace with his steps. It’s heartwarming to see the different way he’s adjusted to life with you, even if it’s something as miniscule as adjusting his walking speed so that you can walk comfortably side-by-side, arm-in-arm with him.

“I have you to take care of me if I get sunburnt. And it’s just a walk in the park. I’m not planning on tanning or anything.” You shrug nonchalantly, clearly without a care in the world. “Spare me the lecture. I know it’s important to put on sunscreen no matter how long or whatever you plan on doing in the sun.”

“I’ll spare you the lecture when you actually take the lecture to heart,” Barou grumbles loudly. He uses his free hand to rummage the small fanny pack slung over his chest, momentarily stopping the walk before pulling out a travel-sized tube of sunscreen. “Here, stay still.”

He lets go of your hand so he can squirt some sunscreen onto your palms. You hold your face out in his direction expectantly, and with a gentleness so dissimilar to his selfish playstyle and intimidating appearance, he gingerly rubs it into your skin. A giggle threatens to break out across your face when you can feel his fingertips go over the apples of your cheeks and the thin skin of your eyelids.

“There. Now I won’t have to worry about you so much.” He huffs. You flutter your eyes open before rewarding him with a smile that’s just as bright as the sunlight you’ve missed so much.

“This is what I mean, Shouei,” you laugh, finding your place by his side once more. Your presence is warm and light, like a breath of fresh air in the spring, the parting of rain clouds to reveal a sparkling rainbow. “Life is so much easier when I’m around you.”

It goes without saying that Barou feels the same way too. 

NANASE NIJIRO!

hobby: karaoke with friends

Nanase can’t remember the last time he’s felt this nervous. Nothing in his life could have prepared him for this moment. He might feel less foolish if it was something worth getting this nervous for, like a big exam or a career-changing game. But instead, he’s sweating like a sinner through his clothes and fidgeting like an unruly toddler all because he’s somehow been invited to tag along to group karaoke with you. 

You, the oblivious recipient of his hopeless affections for what felt like a lifetime to him. He can never tell what you’re thinking, but you look nothing short of radiant as you flip through the worn down catalogue, tongue caught in between your lips in concentration as you carefully scan the song offerings for the perfect tune to showcase your upcoming performance.

It’s so dumb. You’re smart and kind and so patient with him, whereas he feels like a newborn puppy tripping over his own feet in a futile attempt to endear himself to you. Knowing his luck, he’ll be in the midst of trying to blow you away with his singing skills only for the audio to cut off or for his pants to fall down in the middle of the song or for his voice to break like he’s a teenager hitting puberty for the first time or drop his mic and accidentally blow the speakers out-

“‘Jiro-,” a gentle voice rouses him from his nonstop worrying. “Are you listening to me?”

He gasps dramatically as he jolts to life, practically jumping in his seat, only to be scared out of his wits again when he realizes that your face is nothing more than a breath away from his. Any closer and you’d be physically touching him. The tension suddenly roots itself in the room’s atmosphere, and Nanase thinks he might be actually setting a world record for the universe’s fastest heart rate in that instant. 

The karaoke room’s lights flutter all throughout the enclosed space’s walls like the light of many stars holding their breath in anticipation, and judging from the excited murmurs of his observant friends, your close proximity doesn’t go unnoticed. They are absolutely going to tease him to hell later for his horrendous crush on you.

“D-Did you ask me something?” He blinks up at you, his widened eyes the size of saucers. You swear you might be able to make out your reflection in his irises if it weren’t for how dim the room was. 

You expectantly hold out a second mic. He takes it gingerly, clueless, only for realization to dawn on his innocent face when you also hold your hand out to him. You beam towards the lovestruck boy as a vibrant blush claims his face. 

“I’m in the mood for a love song, Nijiro,” you offer. “So why don’t you join me for a duet?”

MICHAEL KAISER!

fetish: faces twisted in despair

Kaiser lives for the thrill of uprooting those underneath him, a cruel grin stretching out across his face as the rush hits his brain. There’s something about seeing his opponents and teammates alike with tears smeared across their eyes, their cries echoing in his eardrums as they cursed and spat his name, becoming the perfect tyrannical villain in those nobodies’ eyes. 

It’s a bit different when it comes to you. As much as he hates to admit it, he hates the thought of you being so sad that your face contorts the same way those trampled athletes once did. But there’s something cute about you when you get frustrated or fed up with something minor: being unable to open a tough jar, accidentally dropping part of your food on the floor, or keeping up with his constant teasing.

“What’s with the long face, darling?” His voice is sickeningly sweet as he wraps an arm around your waist. He yanks at your body, trying to sidle closer to where you’re sitting on the couch. You’re adorable, he can’t help but think, with your arms crossed firmly over your chest. You’re practically glowering at him, and your soft lips are stuck out in a solid pout. 

If you weren’t so mad, Kaiser would have bet on his luck and tried to swipe a kiss from you. But he knows all that’s going to net for him is the cold shoulder and you getting even more mad at him, so he’s left to try and appease you in other ways.

“Is teasing me that fun, Mihya?” You huff. Unlike his saccharine words, your tone is laced to the bone with poison. But he likes that part about you too. He just loves getting a rise out of you and watching the way you react to him, and he loves knowing that he has the power to get under your skin and drive you insane every single minute you spend with him. It’s just so much fun, and knowing that he can find a place in your everyday life like some kind of clingy parasite brings him as much pleasure as striking down his challengers does. 

The nefarious grin on his face only grows as he makes himself comfortable right next to you. Both of his arms are now wrapped snugly around you, pushing your form against his toned chest. You can feel his breath fan out against the shell of your ear, and you fight the shudder that runs down your spine.

“Oh, I think it’s the best. You’re just so irresistible when you’re mad at me.” One arm moves from your waist, and his hand squeezes at your cheeks. “Look at you, darling! Look at how cute you are! You’re the best when you’re pissed at me.”

“You’re the worst!” You grit your teeth, mustering up all your strength to wrench your face out of his hand. He lets out a loud laugh as you turn away from him fully. That face of yours, twisted into your own form of despair, is too good for him to pass up.

x

[ffleurist]

💌 #three nurse’s office.

you lived a perfectly ordinary life—until one day, you accidentally sent a love letter to Itoshi Rin, the guy everyone thought you had a crush on his older brother, when in reality, it was rin you were in love with all along.

wc 4k

you don’t know who decided sports day was a good idea, but you’d like to have a word. maybe trip them on the track for good measure.

the entire school is buzzing with over-the-top enthusiasm. classmates shouting about races and relays like this is the olympics. meanwhile, you’re just trying to get through the day without embarrassing yourself. the sun beats down mercilessly, and the PE teachers are way too excited for their own good.

"having fun?" someone nudges your shoulder, and you sigh before even looking.

"oh, tons," you deadpan, adjusting your wristband. "nothing like public humiliation to make lifelong memories."

“btw you’re up next for the relay,”

you blink. “no, i’m not.”

“yes, you are. we’re short a runner.”

you open your mouth to argue, maybe feign sudden food poisoning, but before you can, the teacher claps their hands. “alright, let’s keep things moving! step up if you’re in the next race!”

your classmate pulls a face, and you groan, dragging yourself to the track. you've run in a relay before, but never in one this competitive. sure, you jog sometimes, but never in a setting like this. rushing to the line, you begin warming up, trying to shake off the nerves as you stretch your legs, rolling your shoulders as you steal a glance at the crowd. most students are too busy chatting or hyping up their teammates to notice you, but then your eyes land on him.

rin itoshi, standing at the sidelines, arms crossed, watching. his gaze is sharp and focused, like he's assessing something. you don’t know why he’s here. soccer players don’t usually bother with school events like these. but he’s watching, and for some reason, that makes your nerves spike even more. you couldn't tear your eyes away from him, even though you knew he caught you staring. there was something magnetic about his presence, something that made you feel as if you'd fallen into an endless gaze, searching for meaning in those unspoken words. why did it feel like he was speaking directly to you, even without a sound? your gaze was lost in a trance when you suddenly felt someone shake your shoulders.

"hello, earth to yn? i really hope you're paying attention. you're the last one to run, so you're crucial. got it?"

shaking yourself out of the daze you had slipped into, the voice snapped you back to reality.. it was the team captain, standing right in front of you, his hands still on your shoulders, trying to get your attention.

"y-yeah, got it," you stammered, trying to steady your breathing and mask the lingering confusion in your mind. his words were clear, but the strange pull of that gaze still clouded your thoughts.

he raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "focus, we're in the middle of something here."

you knew he wanted to win this. you could feel the intensity pressing in on you, and it snapped you back into the moment. he wasn’t about to let you zone out, not now.

you nodded again, forcing your mind to clear. "sorry, i was just... distracted." you could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, not sure how much of your trance he'd noticed.

he let out a small sigh, his hands falling from your shoulders. "well, try not to be too distracted next time. we need you here." his voice softened a little, though the edge was still there.

you nodded again, more determined now. whatever had been distracting you, whoever it was, it was time to shake it off. you had a role to play.  

```

rin stood at the sidelines, irritation creeping up as he watched the captain storm over towards you. his eyes flicked in between, his frustration mounting. you were distracted, but this wasn’t the time to snap at you like that.

the captain’s hands landed roughly on your shoulders, shaking you to snap you out of your daze. is he serious right now?

"hello, earth to yn? i really hope you're paying attention. you're the last one to run, so you're crucial. got it?"

rin does not realise but his fists were clenched at his sides, his gaze hardening as he watched you blink, clearly startled by the captain’s harshness. he could see the confusion in your eyes, your voice stammering as you tried to get yourself together. rin didn’t care about that right now, but the way the captain was handling this… it pissed him off.

the captain’s tone didn’t soften. "focus, we’re in the middle of something here."

really? rin’s eyes narrowed, his body tensing with barely contained anger. he didn’t care if you were distracted, he sure as hell wasn’t going to let the captain tear you like that. he couldn’t have given you a moment to recover before attacking your confidence?

he couldn’t even look at the captain right now. instead, he kept his focus on you, watching your cheeks flush with embarrassment. you don't need this right now.

"y-yeah, got it," you stammered, clearly shaken, and rin could feel the heat of anger rising in his chest. you don’t treat people like that.

the captain’s voice softened, but the bite in it still stung. "well, try not to be too distracted next time. we need you here."

rin’s teeth gritted. you think you’re the only one who cares about this?

finally, the starting signal blared, and rin let out a sharp breath, his eyes following you as you stepped into position. as the runners surged forward, rin could feel the rhythm of your heart syncing with his own. you didn’t want to let your team down, especially not your captain.

he watched you take your mark, your expression tense, but there was a flicker of determination there now. he couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. you took off the second the baton was passed to you, your feet pounding against the ground as you surged forward. rin’s gaze locked on you, tracking every movement, every stride. there was no room for error now, and he could feel his heart racing in sync with yours.

the other runners were fast, faster than he expected but he couldn’t take his eyes off you. every time you stumbled, he felt it, the pressure building in his chest. he cursed under his breath when he saw you hesitate at the first corner, but you quickly found your pace again.

his fists tightened again, the anger at the captain still simmering beneath the surface. he better not be the one who’s right about you, rin thought. you’re better than this. focus.

he kept his attention locked on you, mentally willing you to keep going, to push past whatever was slowing you down. his eyes darted to the captain briefly, who was standing there, watching you with a critical eye. rin couldn’t hold back his glare. let her run in peace, he wanted to yell.

but he didn’t. instead, he let out a sharp breath and refocused on you. the way you moved, there was something fierce in your strides now. you were shaking off the distractions, and that was all that mattered.

with the baton firmly in your hand, all that was left to do now was run as fast as you could to the finish line. your legs burned, your body aching but you pushed through. and then, you caught sight of rin—his eyes locked onto you, intense and unwavering. you couldn’t deny it, seeing him there, watching you, gave you the confidence you needed to push yourself even harder.

as you pushed yourself forward, your ankle began to throb painfully. at first, it was just a dull ache, something you could ignore, but with each step, it grew worse. the burning sensation crept up your leg, making every stride feel heavier. you tried to focus, but the pain was starting to take over, and with the finish line still so far ahead, doubt crept into your mind. suddenly, you felt something, no, someone brush against you from behind, their shoulder jamming into yours with enough force to knock you off balance. the pain in your ankle flared up sharply, a searing jolt that made your vision blur for a moment. you stumbled, desperately trying to right yourself, but your foot caught wrong, and before you could react, you felt your ankle twist painfully.

the next thing you knew, you were on the ground, your knees scraping against the track, your breath caught in your throat. you tried to push yourself up, but the pain in your ankle was unbearable. tears of frustration and pain welled up in your eyes as you glanced down, realizing what had happened. someone had deliberately bumped into you, causing you to fall.

your eyes darted around in a daze, searching for the culprit, but everything felt hazy. the crowd was a blur, and the only thing you could focus on was the sharp sting in your ankle. you couldn’t finish the race like this. you couldn’t let your team down. but as you tried to push through the pain, you couldn’t stop the panic rising in your chest when all you could hear was your teammates' voices cutting through the air, impatient and harsh.

"come on, yn! get up! we need you!" one of them shouted. another yelled, "stop wasting time! you’re still in this! keep running!"

your hands trembled as you braced yourself against the ground, trying to ignore the burning pain in your ankle but their words only made it worse. they didn’t see it—they didn’t see how badly you were hurting. it wasn’t just the physical pain; it was the frustration, the feeling of being pushed aside. they didn’t understand.

you gritted your teeth, fighting back tears. why won’t they just listen?

but the yelling didn’t stop. "what’s wrong with you? you’re the last one! you need to run!"

that was the breaking point.

the anger that had been simmering in rin all this time boiled over. he couldn’t stand it any longer. his gaze turned hard as he stormed towards the track.

as the yelling from your teammates grew louder, your frustration boiled over. you were already pushing yourself beyond your limits, but their harsh words made it worse. they didn’t see the pain in your ankle, the struggle in your chest.

and then you saw rin.

without a second thought, he pushed through the crowd of people, his eyes locked onto you, determination and anger written all over his face. his expression was fierce, and there was no hesitation in his steps as he sprinted toward you.

"yn!" he called out, his voice cutting through the noise.

before you could react, rin was at your side, scooping you up into his arms with surprising ease. you gasped, feeling the heat of his body against yours as he lifted you, his arms strong and steady. the crowd gasped, whispers of confusion and awe circulating, but none of that mattered now.

voice low but full of conviction. "i’m not letting you run this alone. we’re finishing this together."

his pace didn’t falter as he began running toward the finish line, carrying you with a sense of urgency and focus. your head rested against his chest, and for a brief moment, the pain in your ankle faded into the background as you felt the solid warmth of rin’s arms holding you steady.

you wanted to protest, to tell him to put you down, to let you finish the race on your own. but as you looked up at him, his eyes focused ahead, there was a strange sense of calm that washed over you. maybe you didn’t need to do this alone.

the finish line came into view, and rin didn’t slow down. with one final burst of speed, he crossed it, his chest heaving from the effort as he finally stopped. for a moment, everything seemed to stop with him, the rush of the race fading away.

"see? we made it," rin said, his breath ragged, but his expression softening when he looked at you. "you don’t have to do everything by yourself, yn."

in his arms, you let out a shaky breath, realisimg how much you had been holding onto, not just your pain, but the weight of everything else too. rin gently set you down after crossing the finish line, his hands lingering for just a moment on your shoulders, making sure you were steady. the race had been long, and the final stretch was a blur, but the cheers from the crowd gradually faded, and the realisation set in—you didn’t win.

your team had been in a close position, but the gap between you and the others was too wide for a comeback. you watched as the last runner crossed the line, and your heart sank. the race was over, and despite everything, you hadn’t managed to push through.

before you could even catch your breath, the captain stormed over, his expression twisted with frustration. his gaze locked on you, and you immediately felt the weight of his anger.

“what the hell was that, yn?” the captain snapped, his voice sharp, cutting through the air like a blade. “you had everything you needed, and you still failed? what happened?”

you opened your mouth to explain, but the words caught in your throat. the pain in your ankle, the frustration of being ignored, it all rushed back to you. 

“i don’t care about your excuses!” he yelled, his voice rising. “you cost us the race. you could’ve pushed through, but instead, you let yourself get distracted.”

the words stung more than the pain in your ankle. you had given everything you had, and yet, all the captain could focus on was the loss. the feeling of failure washed over you, thick and suffocating.

behind you, you could feel rin’s presence, his body tense, but he didn’t say anything. he was waiting—waiting for the captain to stop his tirade. you wished, more than anything, that he would say something, anything to defend you, but all you could hear was the captain’s angry voice.

"get your head in the game next time," the captain spat, turning sharply and walking away, his anger still hanging heavy in the air.

you stood there, feeling smaller with each word, the weight of it all pressing down on you. rin didn’t move, but his eyes met yours. the sting of the captain’s scolding still lingered in your chest, but in that moment, rin’s quiet presence felt like a small anchor, keeping you from sinking any further.

then rin stepped forward, his body moving with a quiet, determined force. he was no longer standing behind you, but now in front, blocking your view of the captain. his presence was like a shield, and you couldn’t help but notice the intensity in his eyes as he turned towards the captain.

“that’s enough,” rin said, his voice low but unwavering.

the captain faltered for a moment, his expression still frustrated, but now he was facing rin. “get lost itoshi.”

“i said that’s enough,” rin repeated, his tone sharp. “yn gave everything she had. you think she’s happy about losing? you think she wanted this? you had her join this race in the last minute.”

the captain’s brows furrowed, taken aback by rin’s sudden defense. he opened his mouth to argue, but rin didn’t give him the chance. “you’re supposed to be a leader, but all i hear from you is complaints. she’s hurt, and you’re yelling at her like this is her fault. you need to stop.”

rin’s eyes were burning with anger now, and the captain seemed to sense the shift in power. the whole scene felt like it was playing out in slow motion, but rin didn’t look away. his gaze was unwavering, his jaw clenched.

“you think all this win is for you?” rin added, his voice cutting through the tension. “you’re in a team. but you only care about the results. well, let me tell you something—you’re the one who’s failing if you can’t even support your teammates.”

for a brief moment, there was no sound except for the heavy breaths of everyone around. the captain opened his mouth, clearly trying to regain control of the situation, but the words faltered. his gaze met rin’s, and for the first time, the captain seemed unsure of himself.

you stood there, caught between their words, but rin’s defense gave you something you hadn’t realised you needed—validation.

rin didn’t move, his eyes still fixed on where the captain had been. slowly, his expression softened as he turned toward you. there was no judgment in his gaze, no anger, just... understanding.

“don’t let his words get to you. you did your best and that’s all that matters.”

you wanted to say something, to express your gratitude, but you were too overwhelmed by the mix of emotions to find the right words. instead, you just nodded, letting his presence soothe the ache inside you.

he glanced down at your injured ankle and didn’t hesitate for a second. without another word, he crouched down in front of you, his strong arms moving to lift you once more.

“let me take you to the nurse,” he said, his tone steady, and there was no argument in his voice. he was already lifting you in his arms before you could protest, cradling you gently against his chest.

you couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions—relief, gratitude, and even a little embarrassment. but rin didn’t seem to mind. he carried you with ease, his pace swift and focused, like he was determined to get you to safety. the weight of his body was steady and warm, and despite everything that had just happened, there was something oddly comforting about being held by him.

as he made his way through the hallways, his steps were confident, and the murmurs of the other students faded into the background. he kept his eyes ahead, making sure nothing slowed him down, and you found yourself leaning against him without even thinking about it.

“rin, you really don’t have to…” you began, but he cut you off.

“you don’t get to tell me what i have to do,” he said, his voice firm, though there was an undeniable softness underneath. 

you swallowed back your words, the reality of the situation settling in. you didn’t want to be a burden, but at the same time, you couldn’t help but appreciate the way rin took charge, the way he was always there when you needed him.

by the time you reached the nurse’s office, rin carefully adjusted you in his arms, making sure you were comfortable before gently setting you down on the nearest bed. he stayed by your side, his gaze never leaving you, even as the nurse came in and began checking your ankle.

“you’ve sprained it pretty badly,” the nurse said, her voice soothing as she wrapped your ankle in a bandage. “you’ll need to rest for a few days.”

as the nurse carefully tended to your ankle, wrapping it in gauze and securing it with bandages, you winced slightly at the pressure. the pain was still sharp, but at least the worst of it was over. you let out a quiet breath, trying to steady yourself.

rin, who had been standing nearby, seemed to notice your discomfort. he moved closer and gently helped you sit up, positioning you so that your head rested lightly on his shoulder. his presence was a steady, grounding force, his warmth radiating through the fabric of his uniform.

“here,” he said softly, his voice low. you could feel the tension in his body, but it wasn’t directed at you. it was something else, something that had been building since the race. “it’ll hurt for a while. but i need you to focus on something else.”

you glanced up at him, confused, but before you could say anything, he offered his hand, holding it out in front of you. “bite down on my hand. it’ll help with the pain.”

you eyes widened in disbelief. “what?”

“just trust me,” he interrupted, his voice more serious now. “bite down hard. it’ll take your mind off the pain, and i’ll be able to feel it too. that way, we’re in this together.”

you hesitated, the weight of his words sinking in. he was offering you his hand—willingly, almost desperately. he wasn’t just trying to ease your pain; he was offering a strange form of shared experience, as if he wanted to feel it too, as if he didn’t want you to suffer alone.

still, the intensity in his eyes made it hard to refuse. he was determined, but there was a softness beneath his usual demeanor, an unexpected vulnerability that made your heart beat a little faster.

“rin, are you sure?” you asked, unsure how to process his offer.

“sure,” he replied, his voice steady. 

with a small sigh, you slowly reached out and took his hand, your fingers brushing against his. his skin was warm, and there was an unspoken connection between you that only seemed to grow as you positioned your mouth over his palm. the pain from your ankle throbbed again, sharper now, but you clenched your teeth and bit down on his hand.

rin flinched slightly at the pressure but didn’t pull away. his hand remained firm beneath your grip, and you could feel him trying to remain strong for both of you. his breath hitched ever so slightly, but he didn’t make a sound.

“you’re doing… good..” he murmured, his voice soft and encouraging and awkward? “let it out if you need to. i can handle it.”

your eyes closed as you focused on his hand, the pain in your ankle still there but now slightly dulled by the strange sensation of biting into rin’s hand. it wasn’t comfortable, but somehow, the act of sharing the pain with him made it feel more bearable.

as you held onto him, the nurse finished wrapping your ankle, her hands gentle but efficient. she glanced over at rin, giving him a quiet nod, as if she could see the support he was offering in his own quiet way.

after a few moments, you slowly released his hand, breathing a little easier, your body still tingling from the effort. rin didn’t seem bothered, though, his gaze still focused on you with that quiet intensity.

“you okay?” he asked, his voice soft but filled with concern.

you nodded, feeling the pain ebb away slowly, though you could still feel the ache. “yeah i think i’m alright now.”

rin’s lips curled up into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “good. you’re a strong girl.”

rin’s hand had barely left your shoulder as you shifted your weight slightly, trying to ease the discomfort in your ankle.

“sorry,” you muttered, wincing slightly. “i’m not exactly making it easy for you, am i?”

rin raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “you think?”

you shot him a half-hearted glare, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. “well, i wasn’t expecting a personal escort to the nurse’s office today.”

rin let out a light, amused breath, but didn’t answer right away. he helped you settle back into the bed, his hands lingering longer than you expected, as if he was making sure you were comfortable.

“you should’ve seen the look on the captain’s face when you fell,” he continued, his voice shifting to a more playful tone. “he was about to give you a speech about being a distraction.”

you snorted, the pain from your ankle momentarily forgotten in the face of his humor. "yeah, well, i’m sure he had a long list of things to yell at me about."

rin didn’t immediately respond, his eyes focusing on your face as if trying to find the right words. but instead of speaking, he just nodded, his lips pulling into a small, sincere smile.

without thinking, you leaned forward, your hand resting on his arm as you gave him a soft kiss on his cheek—an impulsive gesture, but one that felt right.

rin froze for a moment, clearly taken off guard. the kiss wasn’t anything grand, but the meaning behind it was clear. you appreciated him more than you’d ever let on.

notes from lily ❦⋆ : once again i genuinely have no idea what i wrote also i hate having sports day back when i was in school lol

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[k-aemi]

Hai I’m not the person that requested it but, can k humbly request more sae and Rin content with their sister :3 💕

itoshi sae & itoshi rin ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ progression.

smut, dub/non, anal, in/stepcest, manipulation, view it however you want.

part 1

ever since your "training" your nii chans have put you through, you just dont see that progression in your football skills. youre starting to think maybe youre just not made for it, but you loved football you dont wanna quit :(

theyve been training your agility, defense and stamina, you think it has maybe gotten a bit better? well thats what your nii chans tell you, they said youve made so much progress from the training and you should be come the best striker in no time.

but applying the training was never helpful. you still cant run for long, you can never aim properly, nor dribble. why cant you just be like sae or rin! theyre so talented and youre here still struggling even when you started the same time as them.

you vent to your nii chans, doubting their ability to train you and maybe it wasnt worth wasting their energy with you. it wasnt them, it was maybe just you. youre incapable to improve and perform moves that would slightly increase your playstyle.

"i dont know sae-nii...its not working! this training sucks! i-i dont see improvement!" you frown, whining to your brothers about the training. honestly theyre the experts, you shouldnt be blaming their training, but if they cant see improvement, why cant they just change their ways of teaching?

sae can only scoff, while looking down at your figure. honestly why cant you see that youre just not made for football? he hated to hear your whining everyday. but if you did, he and rin wouldnt really have any excuse to fuck you silly everyday. they just love their imouto sooo much.

rin comes in from behind, grabbing hold of your hair to lay on your shoulder, exposing your neck. giving it light kisses to it, trailing down to your back. "you just need some time to develop skills." he eases the thin strap of your shirt to your arm, exposing your boobs.

sae closes in the gap between you and him, firmly grasping your sides before sliding down to squeeze your ass while rin grasped your mounds leaving you to inhale a sharp breath.

"then we have to change our ways dont we? dont worry 'mouto. ill make sure you can really put that training to use."

youre met with sae slurping up your wet cunt while rin rubs his cock between your boobs. your nose is met his with balls as he continues to drag his hips, squishing the soft mound to get more friction.

your hands grip on saes hair, tugging on the strands which does make him annoyed. slapping your hand away to leave him to just eat your pussy out. it makes your body twitch. the way rin niis balls lay on your mouth and sae nii sucking on your clit...your nii chans always makes you do these types of training...way different than theirs.

your focus shattered without warning, feeling something prodding at your tight hole. sae latched off your cunt, his thumb circling around the rim of your ass. you want to close your legs, but sae nii always has a tight grip on your thighs which forces you to keep open.

your protests would only become muffled thanks to rin nii. so its basically pointless to speak. but you can feel his thumb slowly entering in and it makes you squirm. your legs kick in the air to push him away. his lips pressed into a thin line, eyes narrowing ever so slightly before taking hold of your ankles, confining them together with his hand, making you unable to resist his advances now.

he sticks his thumb in and it feels like youre going to explode. its so tight in there, and he knows it. the way your ass blinks and sucks his thumb only makes him intrigued. he wondered how youd react if he pushed further.

you sigh in relief when he takes his thumb out, soon to be met with two fingers entering in, curling up your tight walls. you moan into rin niis balls and he lets out gasps, the vibrations made the pleasure better as he continued his thrusts between your boobs.

sae nii moves his fingers in and out, its difficult to move since your walls clench on him hard, but he needs to prep you for the next level of training. "stop squirming or else you wont be able to take the next training." he spoke with his stern tone. you can only comply, knowing sae nii, hell get annoyed and spank you until your ass becomes red, it always leaves you crying.

"hey, youre gonna put it in there?" rins face looks conflicted, no way in hell he wanted sae to take your first in your tight ass. sae can only scoff, not liking the way rin interrupted him. "shell be fine." dropping a glob of spit on your ass, making you wince from the sudden contact with his wet saliva.

rin sighed in annoyance, knowing he couldnt stop him either way. he latches off your boobs and you feel relieved you can breathe properly again...only for rin to smear his precum on your plump lips. he caresses your cheek, looking down at your already teary eyed face. he had at least some empathy towards you unlike sae nii, but he loved using your body for his and your pleasure of course.

"g'na hurt a bit. just breathe through here okay?" you frown, but you know you have to endure it, sae nii said it will work this time! you have to obliged. meanwhile sae coats himself in your slick, getting every inch of it as a lubricant so it can be a bit easier for him to insert inside your ass.

rin slides his cock in your warm mouth, till his cock shaped your throat<3

he loved how his big cock did that. taking hold of your neck before he starts his ferocious thrusting, making you slobber all over his cock. saes glad rin had already inserted himself in, because he knew youd cry loud when he inserts his cock in.

carefully pushing his tip in at first wasnt so easy. it was painfully tight for both parties. your hands finds itself to rin niis thighs, clawing at it from just the pain of sae niis tip. your body tensed as he tried to force more of himself on you. your legs kick aimlessly and sae can only let out ragged breaths. your ass was so fuckin' tight.

"fuck, its tight." he gasped out, taking hold of your waist, he can hear your pathetic whines and youre probably crying right now. which you are, it hurts so much. hes stretching you out like crazy. sae struggled just entering in, his breathing becomes heavy.

rin soothes your throat with his thumbs, cooing you and telling you its okay. no its not okay! your throat burns and it hurts more than when he inserted it in your pussy!

when sae niis balls would touch your ass, hed pull back and then pushing back in. letting out breaths between every thrusts. god if your ass felt this good he doesnt wanna fuck your pussy anymore, hell just stick to your sweet tight hole<3

the way your gummy walls would clench on him felt sooo good, its like it has a mind of its own, its basically begging him to not pull out, the way it sucks him in was mouthwatering. he cant help but eye the way your hole was gaping because of his big cock. the way it expands has him out of this world, he could look at this forever.

your cries are muffled with rin nii stuffing you full of his cock. its nearly impossible to breathe in this situation youre stuck in. the training always made you sore after every session, they never give you a break. :(

sae does graudally fasten his pace, but not too much, he doesnt want to break you just yet. so its rare for him to go at such a normal pace. hes so close to cumming already, itd be embarrassing to cum right now, but youre so tight it makes it impossible for him not to.

rin niis cock pistoled inside your mouth with such rigger thrusting. his balls slapping your face was so lewd you cant even think straight. everything was a blur as you get fucked dumb by your nii chans cocks. your brain gets mushy and youre not even sure if everything is real right now.

"shit...should be fine if i come inside." he grunts out before fastening his thrusting, your legs kick up from the sudden change of pace and your fat tears fall to the ground. it hurts so much but sae nii is always so harsh on you.

it hurts so much you dont even register rin nii coming inside your mouth, forcing you to swallow him whole. you gag and choke as its forcing its way in. pulling out as he regains his breath. grabbing hold of his cock to smear any cum that leaked from the corner of your mouth back in. you hated the taste...its so bitter and sour!

"s-sae nii...hurts..." your pathetic whines were barely of a whisper, you cant speak properly because of the burn. sae ignores your protests only continuing his rough pace on you, too into the moment.

you sniffle. you need to grab hold of something...anything. "r-rin nii...hold my hand please...sae hurting me.." youd hiccup in between. rin of course would hold your hand, cooing and shushing you to try and distract you from the pain. "s'okay 'mouto. rin nii is here." hed caress your cheek while you tightly squeeze his hand.

"'m gonna cwum...rin nii..." you cried out, saes near his end too, he cant wait to finally feel what its like to cum inside of his baby sister. "k-kiss me nii chan.." youre so cute rin thinks, with a face like yours with those baby doll eyes, how could he refuse? leaning in, he kisses you tenderly, distracting you just a bit from the pain.

"take it all." were saes final words before he thrusts in one last time, releasing his cum inside your walls. and god was the feeling incredible. he grinds on you to ride out his orgasm and its so much better than pulling out, even after using your ass, youre still so tight. he thinks the hole was made just for him.

your finger nails dig deep into rins hand and he hisses, while sae nii helps ride out your orgasm. rin latches off your lips and he admires your fucked out face, your eyes are rolled back and your mouth is slightly left agape. the way your body twitches is so cute too.

sae recovers his breathing, eyeing your overly exhausted figure. flushing his chest on your boobs to whisper to you.

"have you learned anything or do we need to do it again hm?" but thats just an excuse to fuck your ass again.

hihi it took the whole day to finish because i kept getting distracted im so sorry!! i hope it is not too rushed! (╥﹏╥) but hope u guys enjoy this one, last step sib post i swear and i will write a different trope! too many sib requests www, i will tag those who wanted to be tag (≧◡≦) ♡ and for those anons who wanted more here ya go! @rinrinniebaby @riinniies

[seneon]

what the fawk

ཐི♡ཋྀ TOKYO'S DARK KNIGHT?

tw: death + violence // fem reader, somewhat follows canon // wc: 1.1k

batman!rin is tokyo city’s very own tortured and brooding crime-fighting vigilante. he lives a double life: a wealthy international football superstar by day, hero operating in the shadows by night.

batman!rin was never too fond of his parents but was close to his brother sae. they’d spend hours in the backyard which sae had convinced their parents to turn into a soccer field, playing around. they were both on school teams together. rin is ten when he’s suddenly orphaned—his entire family murdered—so he’s left alone with no one but his eccentric uncle, a certain ego jinpachi, to look after him. oh, and he inherits the entire itoshi fortune, as well as the family mansion.

batman!rin who only starts liking horror movies and video games after the tragedy. he oddly finds solace in the gore-filled scenes, it fills him with a sense of peace. the weeks directly after the death of his family, rin would find himself battling insomnia; exhausted but unable to sleep. he'd put up some random horror flick and eventually doze off to the sounds of manical laughs and shrill screeches. if the midnight noises had ever bothered his uncle, ego never mentioned it.

batman!rin who, for years after the loss of his brother, wishes he too died that night. the world was too empty without sae, and he couldn’t bring himself to pick up a soccer ball again. why couldn’t it be me and not him? he’d sob to himself—sae had always been the better one; more likeable, and he’d actually had a goal to live by.

it’s uncle ego who convinces batman!rin to take up football again, saying that sae wouldn’t want for his younger brother to end up lukewarm. so rin does, vowing to become the world’s best striker in honor of his elder brother.

batman!rin who isn’t yet batman until he’s fifteen. it’s a dark and foggy night, rin’s just ready to leave football practice and head home. but then he hears the screams and an all too familiar scene flashes through his mind. no, he couldn’t just ignore the fact that somebody was in danger—he wouldn’t let another kid suffer what he had. and so he pulls his hood over his head and rushes to the scene, where an elegantly dressed woman is obviously being assaulted. the assailant is armed with a knife, but rin has a soccer ball. the crook’s head is no match for a dead-on collision with the sturdy ball going at an insane speed, and thus he’s knocked out. rin, face concealed in the ill-lighting, makes sure the lady arrives to her home safely before calling the police to the scene and returning to his own residence.

batman!rin who, on the walk back, spots a lone bat in the sky. as if a sign from the heavens. batman, he thinks. suitable; he’d like to remain alone and anonymous if he were to keep this business up. after all, it would complicate his football career if he were to be found out.

so batman!rin turns to the only person he can—his uncle. and ego doesn't bat an eye, even offering to help him, he was apparently well versed in becoming a “superhero,” not that rin really regarded himself as one. in his eyes, this was just a small form of vengeance and justice for his family. he designs a simple mask covering all but his mouth, and that night, batman is born.

batman!rin who technically drives illegally. a sixteen-year old probably shouldn’t be behind the wheel of a vehicle such as the batmobile, but he refuses to be chauffered around by his uncle, plus it was fun. it’d been over a year since the first evening he saved someone, and batman was now known across tokyo: a masked individual who was shrouded in mystery but undoubtedly good.

rin meets you as batman for the first time after realizing that the joker had planted a bomb in his high school. that maniac was putting hundreds of lives in danger, and curse him for deciding to provoke batman in broad daylight! so maybe rin had disappeared from math class, and everyone assumes he's just cutting. which isn't inaccurate, he's quite literally deciding which wire to cut from the bomb planted on the roof. and he’s almost there, sweet taste of victory on his lips, until the joker himself shows up. all hell breaks loose—everybody is running in different directions, there’s more than one fire across the buildings—and batman!rin is at the center of it all, facing off against the green-haired psychopath.

batman!rin has his nemesis right there, in his grasp, but then he hears you scream. the joker smirks, it’s the obviously meant to be a diversion. of course he’d have some kind of secondary trap planted where a student might’ve tried to escape. its a moral challenge and rin has to make a decision right there; save someone he doesn’t know and let the joker escape, or…?

batman!rin is gone in a flash, leaving the joker to his own devices. the moment you scream again, rin hurriedly follows your voice. he finds you, all but surrounded by a wall of flaming rubble. your hair is dangerously close to being burnt.

“don’t worry. i’ve got you,” he tries to soothe you as he saves you from the ring of fire, carrying you in his arms while shielding you with his own body. his suit was fireproof, after all. he realizes later that he forgot to pitch his voice deeper.

all the while, your stomach is bursting into butterflies because what the hell—batman was holding you! and you can’t help but think that batman’s voice sounds pretty young. somewhat like a teenager’s. in fact, it bears some semblance to the moody boy with dark black bangs, who sits next to you in math. who coincidentally disappeared right when the joker showed up.

if his suit weren’t so thick, batman!rin might’ve been worried that you’d hear his erratic heartbeat. no, he wasn’t flustered by the physical contact, he was just nervous—huge difference! he asks if you’re alright. you reply shakily that you are, but he insists on taking you straight to a hospital in case you went into shock. rin’s staring at you for a bit longer than necessary as he drops you off from the batmobile, he swears he’s just making sure you’re really fine! he doesn't catch how your eyes linger on a soccer ball he'd left somewhere in the backseats of the car, along with miscaellaneous horror comics.

when he drives away, batman!rin realizes that you’re the pretty girl who sits next to him in mathematics, and remembers how you always offer him gum or snacks; a small gesture of care even though you and rin weren’t really friends. you’re a good person, he decides.

somehow, you both have the feeling that this isn’t your last meeting, but rather, it’s the beginning of many more to come. perhaps the gears of fate had selected you to unravel the secrets of tokyo's dark knight.

a/n: @lizbix @ohagiyo @wonubby...enjoy!! thx for the motivation LOL i had a bit too much fun here! lmk if anyone wants a part 2…

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