#itoshi rin 𓂃

[porcalinecunt]

𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.

→ you were never ment to be a good husband, and neither was he. so what now? simple. when the spouses aren’t home, someone else is.

🎧 𝐒𝐀𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 ��� 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

♟️𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 / 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓

𝐜𝐰 — infidelity. trans!reader. pussy slapping. degredation. some spanking. edging (?). rough sex. creampie. no aftercare. mean dom! sae. sex addiction (?).

a/n » i told yall i was cooking up smth ;) anyways, life sucks sm ass rn but sae brainrot + a need for angst got me making this. this might end up as a mini series but i’m not 100% sure yet. i’ll see how well it does on here and on ao3 (pls support my works there too 🤍) otherwise, enjoy the fic!

Cold. That’s the only thing you could feel besides your numbing fingers and goosebumps rising on your limbs. The house could get so cold during the wintertime, then again, it’s much warmer than when Rin was home.

Rin Itoshi, the man many would kill to have a chance with, who was your beloved husband. Together for half a decade now, marrying while still being quite young. To many, it was a dream come true and you cannot blame them for that. Rin had it all. Wealth, looks, a successful career as a pro soccer player. He had it all, or better said, almost had it all. Even for him, he lacked the very thing a husband should have. Love for his spouse.

He wasn’t the most loving husband, instead the polar opposite. Many days he was mostly cold, floating around you as if he was a ghost. You rarely hear him utter an “I love you” or any sweet names you’d give him. The most you get is a quick peck on the cheek, then off he goes. again and again.

So it was no surprise you’d find another man to spend spare time with, it was who it was that made it so taboo. And he had just arrived.

The doorbell rang, startling you out of your trance. Your body almost moved completely on its own, turning the knob till the door cracked open, revealing your company for the night.

He didn’t say a word, only standing there. Sae Itoshi, your seemingly brother in law. Then again, he doesn’t really deserve nor fit the title. He’s the very last person Rin would want in his home, and for very good reason. He’s cruel, untrustworthy, and a liar, but then again, he’s all the things you’d wish Rin was. Even if it came with the uglier bits. Sae didn’t waste time walking through the door, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

The man didn’t utter a ‘hello’, and was already prying at your pants. Palming at your soaking cunt, not breaking the kiss to let you breathe. He could be so greedy, so selfish. His lack of foreplay and even care for you was addictive, he was quick and straight to the point, useful when it comes to covering your act up quickly.

“S-Sae..”

You winced, but the man doesn’t stop for anything. Instead, tearing off the loose pajama top you had on and trailing his lips from your face to your jawline. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his hips as he carried you off into your bedroom. Plopping you onto the very bed your husband sleeps on, the sheets still smelling like him.

“Still aren’t gonna leave him?” Sae asked, his tone condescending and almost mean.

You shook your head, hearing him scoff before he began to unbutton his shirt. You felt your stomach twist once he fully shed off his white collar top, immediately going for the belt next. You sat up, almost reaching out to unzip his pants but was pushed back down. This time, his hand gripped your wrist and pinned you down.

“So impatient, Rin has been neglecting you huh..”

You quickly nodded, your cunt throbbing with need. It’s been too long since you had a cock stuff you full, your fingers couldn’t satisfy you nor could any of your toys. Rin didn’t help either, even when you two did have sex, he lacked the intimacy and treated it more like a chore if anything. You don’t remember him even trying. With Sae, however, it was almost like the man knew your body better than your own husband. It’s a damn shame you can’t always see him.

Sae climbed on top of you, crashing his lips against yours. His tongue poked and licked at your lips till he pried them open, stuffing your mouth till you whined from the overwhelming feeling. You clung onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin till it became red.

He snuck his fingers between your thighs, digging into your boxers till his slender fingers reached between your folds. He teased, pressing his thumb against your throbbing clit. He chuckled when he heard you shudder against his touch, prompting him to gently slap your cunt. Your legs snapped shut, but not enough before he forced them back open and placed another (and harder) slap. You screwed your eyes shut, hissing from the slight sting yet the rush of pleasure that sent chills down your back.

“S-Sae please—“

“Please what? Speak up.”

He leaned closer, spitting his venom in your ear. His lips touched the flushed lobe, to the point where you nearly fell backwards.

“Please fuck me, please i’ve been waiting for—“

You whispered, already breathless. You couldn’t finish, however, as Sae once again landed another and harsher slap on your soaked cunny. A loud yelp tore from your throat, before a string of sobs filled the room.

“C’mon, giving up already..?”

He inched his hand away, causing you to grab his wrist and place it back onto your weeping cunt. You pleaded, and oh did you plead. Begging for his cock, for him to use you to his heart’s content, even if he broke you a little bit. He was yours, torn out of Rin’s arms and onto his dick effortlessly. It was embarrassingly easy, but then again, Sae always gets what he wants. Always.

He finally tore your boxers off, discarding them and looked down at the view in front of him. Flustered and eager, your legs spread wide open and your eyes syrupy from the tears you shed earlier. The sight made him harder than a rock, prompting him to fish out his cock from his tight pants. It was already leaking precum, the tip a flushed red as he stroked it, lubing up his dick. You took him plenty of times, so he’d stop using lube and fuck you raw.

“You like this don’t you? Taking another man raw while Rin is away. So fuckin’ shameless..”

He hissed, emerald eyes staring down at you like a predator. His face filled with lust and a carnal desire that begs to be released, released onto someone like you. Slowly, he sunk into you, biting back a groan. He looked down, watching his cock dissapere in your tight cunny. He watched your face shift, your mouth opening into an O shape and your eyebrows tilting upwards. It was a sight he could never get bored of. He leaned down, bottoming out while pressing kisses against your cheek and jawline. You were caged between his large arms, his body hovering over yours. You couldn’t help but open your eyes a bit and stare at your lover’s face. He was so damn beautiful, almost unreal. It’s no surprise he caught your eye when you saw him for the first time.

Sae moved slowly, dragging his cock in and out while peppering open mouthed kisses against your neck and chest, his mouth eventually catching one of your nippled. He licked and toyed with it while pinching the other between his fingers, grinning when he heard your mewls and cries. The sounds you made went straight to his dick, an insatiable appetite growing in him. He just couldn’t get enough, no matter how many times he stuffed your greedy cunt.

The sound of skin slapping against one another got louder once he quickened his pace, fucking every little sound your throat hid out. “Ah-ah-ah—“ choppy moans and cut off sobs from his sharp thrusts filled the rooms till its all you could hear. You could barely hear Sae’s degrading names and the rare groan that slips off his tounge.

“Greedy thing, aren’t you?”

He muttered against your skin, pulling away as he slowed down a bit but his thrusts remained harsh. Inching closer and closer to your cervix, your eyes rolled back till you began to see stars. Your fingers curled into the sheets below you, the pit in your stomach growing till you felt like you were gonna pass out from the heat and pleasure.

“Sae..! Why did you slow do—“

A loud smack along with a stinging pain on your inner thigh cut off your whines and forced a crooked sob out of your sore throat. Before you could look up, Sae pulled you up by your arms and flipped you onto your stomach. Pulling your hips up till your on your knees, you looked up from the pillow to meet Sae’s eyes. Strands of his hair stuck to his face, his gaze focused on your current position. While he lacked the love Rin at least had, his tone dripped with lust along with his seductive details in his face and body made you disregard how he could care less about you.

Rin still had the decency to treat you like how a lover should, you were just another paramour to Sae.

And he treated you as such, slamming his heavy cock back in your abused cunt. His hands gripping on your hips, enough to surely leave hand marks. You couldn’t keep up with his pace, to the point where Sae was just pulling your numbing body onto his dick. Fucking you hard and deep like if you were a damn fleshlight.

“Sae! Sae! Sae!”

You sobbed, clawing at your bedsheets until your fingers curl into the already ruined pillow. You stuffed your face into it, trying to muffle your screams. You’d hate it if any of your neighbors overheard what you were doing when your husband was away.

“Y-you’re too good, fuck..! Ah..!”

He abruptly stopped, grabbing a fistful of your hair and forcing your head up from the pillow.

“Yeah? Better than your dear husband?”

In a dumbified state, your lover balls deep and your body hot and numb, you nodded.

You admitted it, you actually fucking admitted it.

He laughs, breathlessly. In a mixture of shock and appeasement, he picked up his pace until your body was practically rocking up against the bed. He kept your head up, deep emerald eyes staring holes into your mind. He didn’t have to keep guessing, he already knew anyway. He just didn’t expect you to admit it in your most vulnerable state. Usually, a good husband would reassure his love for his significant other, even in the act of infidelity. Whether it was a lie or not, the spouse would always be first and everything.

But he could make someone break that rule so easily, and it fueled his ego to no end. The rush and pleasure he gets from this, from fucking his brother’s husband dumb till his cunny was filled with his seed. Even the image of it gets his dick hard. No matter what Rin would do, Sae would always get the upper hand. Even when it came to the very person who vowed up and down to be with him till death.

That gut wrenching feeling pushed Sae over the edge, as he shoved your head into the pillow once again and pressed his body against yours. You let out one final cry as the warm feeling of his cum filling your cunny overwhelmed you, twitching and shaking underneath him. Your mind went blank, only thinking about his cock that still sat in you. Not at all about Rin, or the fact that you're doing this behind his back. You didn’t remember the overwhelming guilt that would wash over you once Sae leaves the room. The short afterglow of it all, that’ll slowly melt into the same loneliness that had you running into his arms anyways.

An addictive cycle, one you refuse to break despite the consequences it’ll bring soon enough.

Sae pulls out, the feeling of your empty cunt ruining the afterglow. You weakly turn your body around, watching him redress himself. He didn’t have the decency or time to give you proper aftercare, after all, he has better things to tend to. Better yet, a better person.

“Still with her?”

You asked, annoyance and jealousy made clear in your tone. Your lover turned around, just as he was buttoning up his shirt. His face was traced with irritation and maybe a bit of anger with the way you referred to his wife.

“Tch. Think I'm gonna leave her for you?”

“You might as well, Sae..”

He turned away at your response, clearly not listening. You rolled your eyes, staying quiet as he slips his shoes on without saying another word. He leaves the room, as you listen to him walking down the stairs and out the front door. Cold and alone, once again.

Being selfish was the worst decision you could’ve made, and not just for you.

Your phone dinged, revealing a text from your husband. With a grimace face, you opened it much to your regret.

rinnie 💙: I miss you y/n. Let’s do something together once I get back, yeah?

You clutched your phone. Rin almost never texts, let alone even says “i miss you”. Reading that message was a punch to the gut, as you could almost hear the sincerity of his message.

Bastard. Why now?

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[y2kuromi]

✶ : ❛ 𝗦𝗨𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗕𝗔𝗡 𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 : rin itoshi x reader ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა

˖ ִֶָ𐀔 contents : angst , fluff, fem! reader (can be read as gn! hopefully).post argument.est rel. second person (you/your/yours) and third person pov. profanities w/c: 1.4k

if you'd told rin itoshi he would be standing outside your house pleading desperately to be let in — voluntarily — in the cold he would've called you a crazy idiot. or probably something worse. but here he was doing just that. wringing his hands nervously in the woollen cavern of his gloves as he stood on your porch, chilling wind freezing his cheeks and snowflakes tangling in hair and sticking to his long eyelashes

he contemplated leaving. he pondered trudging back home in the still falling snow, with a still broken heart and his pride intact. but he couldn't bring himself to walk through the darkening night. so he stayed.

if he persisted you would forgive him..hopefully. he knew he didn't deserve that. he could barely remember what you'd even argued about in the first place. he just knew he'd crossed a line.

you hadn't spoken to him in three days. and he hadn't tried to contact you. he'd felt tortured by guilt and now all he wanted was for the silent treatment to stop. he was waving the white flag. the way he should've, instead of sharpening his words and wounding you with them

rin was sorry he'd said those things...such awful things. he was a terrible person and you deserved so much better than him. hell, he couldn't even apologise properly. the words would lodge in his throat choking off his every attempt at a coherent apology. they stuck like drywall, refusing to fall from his lips. he felt so sick. so fucking, awfully, nauseatingly sick.

he had no one to blame but himself. for being lukewarm when it came to loving you. you deserved so much more than he could give you.

rin's teal eyes shot open in surprise as he heard the faint clicking of a key. he blinked owlishly at you, pinching himself to see if he was dreaming.

he wasn't. you were standing right in front of him holding the door open, wearing an oversized sweatshirt and basketball shorts. his sweatshirt. his shorts. he wanted to believe you were still his

"why are you here?" you asked, your eyes were glued to the floor as if the carpet was the most intriguing thing in the world

"i wanted to..." he trailed off then he tried again, "i wanted to talk"

"so talk then, as far as i'm concerned you have nothing to say" you said coldly. your words cut through him like shards of ice. he could feel your hurt, your anger prickling his soul

"can i come in?" he knew he was asking for too much, "please"

much to his surprise, you wordlessly opened the door wider and stepped aside for him to come in.

he didn't miss the way you tensed up as he passed you. nor did he miss the wary look that fleeted across your face. watching you tiptoe around him on egg shells twisted the shards further in his chest.

his fingers curled into fists as he followed you into your home. there was a heavy silence, drenched in unspoken words. he wanted to say something, anything. he wanted to tell you how sorry he was, how much he cared, that he still loved you. even though he had ruined everything between the two of you.

instead, he settled down on your couch, folding his arms over his lap. you sat down across the room, as far away from him as possible. you were staring resolutely out of the window, your fingers absentmindedly picking at the hem of your sweatshirt.

"are you even going to say anything?" you finally asked impatiently, "you owe me an apology rin"

"i know" he nodded, "it's just..." you could see the wheels spinning in his head, "my mind is blank, i don't know what to say" he looked at you pleadingly and your expression softened slightly

"just try" you coaxed, "take your time if you need to" he knew he didn't deserve your kindness. you should be hurling insults and profanities at him. he'd hidden away for three days. seventy-two whole and complete hours. yet you still had the patience of a saint

"i love you (y/n)," he blurted. the words left him like a bullet leaving a gun barrel. ricocheting in his mouth until he realized just what he'd said. it wasn't an apology. it was the only thing he knew

he doesn't want you to say it back. he doesn't deserve it. not yet. he wanted you to reassure him that the two of you would still be okay.

"i don't want to break up" he confessed, feeling utterly crushed by the weight of his words. vulnerability used to be a foreign concept to rin. now he was reduced to babbling like a pathetic, lost fool at the mercy of his feelings

"we can't continue this" you stated plainly.

"what do you mean?" he could feel his heart stopping. any second now, you'd tell him it was over. he hadn't ever felt so helpless. so hopeless. so scared before. he refused to meet your gaze. if he did he knew he would cry. rin never cried.

"this endless cycle is driving me crazy rin" you sighed, "one minute you love me and the next i mean nothing to you, just make up your mind"

"i'm sorry" he breathes, and it's merely a whisper, "for saying you meant nothing to me. it's not true, not even close. i need you. i really do. so much more than you know. i know i need to show it more, i'll do better, i'll be better, i promise. just please don't leave me...you're the best thing that's ever happened to me"

his words crashed together and were barely comprehensible .you didn't respond right away. you were processing it all, trying to process everything he'd said.

he heard the soft intake of your breath as your eyes watered. he didn't want to think you were on the verge of tears because of him. he couldn't tell if they were sad or happy tears..

you looked at him hesitantly, and after several moments, shuffled over to stand in front of him. you placed the back of your hand against his cheek. "you're freezing" you whispered, your soft tone was laced with concern. "it was cold outside" rin murmured, leaning into your touch despite the numbing guilt that radiated throughout his entire body. your thumb moved gently across the side of his face. your touch grounded him, it held him together.

your eyes were so warm. they shone like embers. his own eyes closed in relief as you leaned in closer, enveloping him completely in a hug. it took three painstakingly long days. seventy-two awful hours, but rin was back in your arms again, where he belonged.

he melted into you, drowning in the scent of ocha and honey. he clung to you as if he was scared to let go and his cold hands clutched at the warmth that radiated from your skin. he was so impossibly close you could feel his eyelashes fluttering against your cheeks.

rin watched your face for signs of lingering pain, but found none. your face was completely free of wrinkles and creases, your skin was smooth and unlined, untouched except by the light of the coffee table lamp dusting your cheeks. and your smile was the same, small and fragile but still sweet and beautiful

"we're......we're okay right?" he asked. he felt your lips ghost across his cheek in a tender kiss

"'course we are" you assured, carding your fingers softly through his tangled hair. you kissed him tenderly on the corner of his mouth. then the other. your kisses were feather light but filled with meaning. they spoke of forgiveness. he could taste it on your lips.

rin's arm encircled your waist and squeezed lightly as if he feared you might disappear if he let go. he pressed an unapologetic kiss to your lips. he kissed you as if he was trying to etch the shape of them, the shape of you, indelibly into his memory, to commit it to his heart forever. he didn't want to let go.

much to rin's displeasure, you pulled back and looked at him. really looked at him. his long lashes, his magnetic teal eyes, his freshly kissed lips and the faint blush tinting his cheeks. you looped your fingers through his before saying the words he so desperately wanted to hear

"i love you too rin, i'd never leave you"

© Y2KUROMI ‘23 please do not plagiarise, repost, or translate any of my works on here or any other websites.

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[narcjsistx]

— 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔! | bllk boys

✶ plot: the character gives your sibling the chance to go down on the field with him before the game, and this leads you to think that maybe he really is someone you could marry since he shows so much care. idk if you know when before the matches the players of the teams go out on the field during the anthem, often with the players there are kids! it's such a cuteee thinggg (╥﹏╥)

✶ characters: sae itoshi, rin itoshi, micheal kaiser

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

✶ ITOSHI SAE ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

In the noise of the arena, the Japanese anthem seems to almost fade into the background. The participants are much more focused on shouting, in announcing that the players are finally taking to the field after almost half an hour of delay due to an alleged accident of the German team bus, which had a flat tire. While you were waiting you often imagined the annoyed faces of your boyfriend, who surely threatened his manager to leave if the game didn't start at the scheduled time. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't, you don't know. He's definitely annoyed, but he didn't make it obvious probably because today your younger brother is with him. You still can't believe how your brother finally convinced Sae, after years of begging him. When you finally see both of them, you understand that it is not a dream and that your brother is actually in the most famous field in Spain

When you told your family that in Spain, during your Erasmus, you had met the man who was now your boyfriend, they hadn't worried. You hadn't specified that Sae, your boyfriend, your brother's favorite player, from the team that your family had supported for years even before you were born, was that man. When Sae and your family were introduced, your brother categorically decided that now you would no longer have another man in your life other than the ReAl midfielder. Not that you minded this obligation. But you were happy to see your brother so close to him and Sae who, strangely, treated him with kindness. It was probably because he also had a younger brother, he knew what it meant to be the eldest son

You had been with him for two years now, yet your brother had to beg him for a long time before he achieved his goal. Sae had not given in until then because he thought it was a way to invade his privacy and that of your family, but after seeing a photo of Rin and your brother he had agreed. You didn't even know why you wanted to compare a photo of your little brother and Rin as a newborn, but something had moved in Sae's heart, and now he and your brother were walking onto the field with an entire stadium chanting the name of the best midfielder of recent years, your amazing boyfriend

With your phone you film the scene, while your mother next to you starts to shed a few tears "Don't you think you're exaggerating?" you say, teasing her. The Spanish anthem starts, and the players line up in front of the crowd, the children in front of them and wearing smaller uniforms than the team. Your mother smiles "I'm so happy for Kuroi. He wanted it so much, and I understand why Sae didn't want to do it, and yet they're both there!" she says wiping away a tear

Sitting in the stands, you have the chance to be quite close to the players. Your brother notices you, and smilingly starts waving in your direction, proudly showing the jersey he is wearing: like the ReAl uniform, on the back he has "Sae" written and his number, 10. You record the scene and you notice how, in the video, you can see your boyfriend behind Kuroi looking at him curiously, maybe even a little proudly. While both sing the anthem, the children remain in front of the players even when the camera reflects the scene on the big screen of the stadium, also showing Kuroi with his excited eyes. Sae gives you an interested look when he notices your proud look, and you return it by blowing him a quick kiss. You see him roll his eyes, but you know he's calm, it's just the usual

"You know..." your mother says, and you turn around curiously "I think after this, you have no choice but to marry Sae. I don't think Kuroi would recover if you ever broke up, not after this" she says, and even though you know she's joking, her words hit you a little harder than usual. You and the ReAl player have been together for a while now, you never talked about marriage but it happened that you both admitted that you would like to spend the rest of your lives with each other. This relationship, Sae himself, has given you so much love that you know perfectly well that you could never have such a connection with anyone other than him. It's in the way that, even without words, his gestures speak: it's clear that he loves you, and you love him in a way that you can't even quantify

"That might be an option. I'm waiting for him to have the courage to get down on one knee" you joke, and your mother chuckles with you, patting you on the shoulder "If he had the courage to love you until today, I think marrying you is quite easy" she says, and you roll your eyes amusedly "Really funny"

Her words are not casual, not when Sae asked her for her blessing on your union a few weeks ago. He told her that it is not casual to have Kuroi with him on the field, and that after the end and victory of the match he intends to ask you to marry him in front of the entire stadium, but especially in front of your family. But you don't know this yet

✶ ITOSHI RIN ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"Remember, you have to always stay close to Rin, if I see you running somewhere I swear to go down on the field and chase you in front of everyone in the stadium!" you say to your sister, but she giggles, hugging your boyfriend's leg. Rin ruffles her hair, letting out a sigh "She'll be good. She promised me, right Kae?" asks the youngest Itoshi, and your sister immediately nods "Of course big brother!" the little girl says, smiling happily, and you sigh, mentally telling yourself that everything will be fine "Okay... but I swear, if you act bad, it's the last time I'll make you do something like that. Mom didn't even fully agree..." you say exasperated, but you feel Rin's hand lightly squeeze your wrist "Don't worry so much. I'll take care of her"

Ever since Rin came into your life, your younger sister Kae has started to see him as the brother she never had. You have always been two daughters in the family, and even though both you and she wanted a brother, unfortunately you never had the chance to have one. When Rin made the transition from classmate to boyfriend five years ago, Kae was thrilled to welcome him into the family. He and she actually spend a lot of time together, and while Rin's character is extremely reserved and cold, you've never seen him act distant with your sister: it's wrong to say that they just love each other, they literally have a brotherly relationship. It warms your heart, especially when you plan on spending the rest of your life with this guy, since you've been a couple for a while now

Having Kae join Rin on the field was actually quite an unexpected idea. You and your boyfriend had spent the last few months in France for his special training, and only returned to Japan for your sister's tenth birthday. The problem arose when, on the plane, you both realized that you hadn't bought the birthday girl any presents: busy with the various preparations for the return trip, you hadn't bought anything in France. You realized it when you saw a little girl opening a present on the plane, and unexpectedly Rin saw the same scene at the same time and thought the same thing

On the evening of her birthday, after many hours of flying, Rin said that your gift for Kae would be to have her join him on the field in the next match, which would take place the following week against Italy. Kae had literally jumped out of her chair to hug both, even though your mother wasn't completely convinced, unlike your father who asked to be able to go on the field too. So now, as you go up to the stands to watch the game and the anthem, you think about how all this is so extraordinary and at the same time strange

When you sit down, the Japanese anthem begins to fill the stadium. You see Rin with his usual serious face and Kae, in front of him and wearing a Japan jersey, singing excitedly. You see in your sister's eyes an emotion that you have seen in her a few times, and thinking that all this is thanks to Rin makes you think a little more than usual: your relationship is not perfect, you argue like all normal couples, but you would never replace your beloved boyfriend with another person. You've loved each other since you were both fourteen, and now that he's on the Japanese national team and you've started college, your love has only grown. You're 19, but you both think you could go on forever like this, and that's exactly what makes you realize how much you really care about this relationship

Rin loves you, your family, your life and your soul. If that's not perfection, you don't know what is. You know that you both are still young and have goals, but if he asked you to marry him literally now, you would accept without regrets

The game begins, the kids going back to the locker room where you know your dad is waiting for Kae. You watch the rest of the game with them, while Kae tells everything Rin told her before she left, how good she was and how she wants to do it again. The match ends with Japan winning, with a goal scored by Rin himself: the whole stadium starts to shout, while you applaud happily. The journalists immediately take possession of the field and the players, and the same happens to Rin, who is captured by the cameras of the Japanese national TV. A reporter points the microphone at him, while your boyfriend lowers his water bottle

"Great match today, Itoshi Rin! No one expected less from the former Blue Lock number one. Do you miss the structure?" says the man, and Rin takes a few steps forward "It was a fundamental stage in my career, but half of the idiots who were with me are now in the national team, it hasn't changed that much" he says, and the man laughs "You're right, just today you scored with an assist from Isagi Yoichi, also a former number one. Speaking of other things, today a little girl came out on the field with you during the anthem..." he says, and Rin clears his throat "It was my girlfriend's younger sister. She's here too" he says, and the man smiles "I know! You both recently returned from France, didn't the city of love give you the chance to face an important stage in your relationship? After all, you've been together for a while" he says, and Rin raises an eyebrow "You mean Paris?" he asks, and the man nods "I'm talking about a possible marriage proposal in Paris" he says, and Rin's eyes widen a bit. He's silent for a few seconds, and then speaks slowly "I haven't had the chance... although we're both still very young. I might try next time"

Your father and Kae notice how you are almost paralyzed, a fierce blush that burns your face. Tonight you leave for Paris

✶ MICHEAL KAISER ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"I wonder how he'll sing the German national anthem if he can barely speak" Kaiser says, and you think about it for a while. It's not a stupid question, but at the same time you don't want to think of an answer "I have no idea. You didn't know that until a few years ago, anyway" you say resting your head against his chest, and he tightens his grip on your waist "Remember to wait for him here. As soon as he's finished he'll come back to you" he says, and you nod "I know. I'll wait here"

Both you and Kaiser watch your brother being around the other kids who will be taking the field. Leon doesn't talk much, he's quite shy, but at the same time he always wants to be around other people. Both you and Kaiser think it's a bit of a weird behavior, but you don't worry too much, you think it's just something that will change as he grows up. Micheal, on the other hand, is the one who is a little more worried, but you can understand his behavior: as a child he never had the chance to be supervised by someone older, so he always had to correct his wrong or right behaviors himself. Leon has nothing, he is simply a child who is growing up, but Kaiser has always shown to be particularly fond of him. From the first moment they met, one winter evening three years ago, Leon became your boyfriend's favorite kid. Kaiser taught your brother to play soccer, and since he's gotten much better lately, Michael gave him the chance to stay with him before the match against Spain, during the German anthem

The team begins to line up, players calling out the kids they’ve been matched with. Kaiser leaves a kiss on your forehead, walking over to Leon "We gotta go. Are you ready?" he asks your brother, patting him on the back. He nods, taking his hand. You know how difficult physical contact is for Kaiser, but he has never refused to shake Leon's hand "Perfect. You have to promise me to shout the anthem, though. I want the whole stadium to hear your voice" he says, and you raise an eyebrow, while Leon also shakes his head, unsure "You have to, I want the whole stadium to know about you, the next striker of Bastard Munchen. Then you're with me, you don't have to be afraid, right?" says Kaiser teasing him, and Leon finally speaks "Okay Micheal..." he says, hiding his happy emotion

Kaiser nods in satisfaction, turning to you only briefly "Wait here, remember" he says, and you nod once more "I told you I’m not moving. Why are you so worried?" you ask, chuckling, but he sighs in amusement "You’ll see later" he says, and before you can ask him any questions he and your brother start walking down the stadium. The anthem starts in the stadium and all the players greet the crowd, while the children shout and laugh. You see Leon a little nervous, but a few words from Kaiser seem to calm him down

In your family, only you are capable of calming your brother's little moments of anxiety. You have always been the one to be his mother, and since Kaiser came into your life, he too has felt almost the duty to be there for your brother. Since he has been there too, only you and Micheal calm him. Leon could almost be your son, if he wasn't your little brother; it's something that both you and Michael think about, especially considering how important you both are to him. When you started being the girlfriend of the German prodigy, you never expected to see him so attached to your family, and honestly, you wouldn't have blamed him: Kaiser never had someone to call family, a group of people who taught him what love meant. You knew that bonding with your family wouldn't be easy for him, and yet it had happened so easily that for a second you thought you had misunderstood everything

What was yours had become his too. What you loved, your family, had become his family almost naturally, as if it was destined for your love and that of your relatives. You knew how much he cared, and it only made you even more proud to love him, of loving everything of Kaiser Micheal. You knew perfectly well his opinion on marriage, you knew how he was afraid of getting married because his parents had never given him an example of a healthy and loving marriage. You knew how much the idea of making a mistake, of becoming his father and locking you in a toxic marriage scared him, even if he had never pulled a hair on your head. You understood his motives and respected them, but if he ever asked you to be his wife, you knew full well that you would accept

You look over at your two treasures, and Leon seems to be having a blast as he shouts out the German national anthem, which is slowly coming to an end. Once again, Kaiser has managed to bring out the best in your brother, making the most enjoyable moment possible. As the music ends you approach the agreed upon spot, but you notice how the players are not starting to take their positions on the field. You raise an eyebrow, as the German team and the children slowly disappear from the pitch, while Leon runs towards you

"Come with me" your brother says, taking your hand and leading you down to the field "What do you want to do...?" you ask perplexed, shy in front of all the people's eyes. The soccer field empties completely, with only Kaiser left in the center. You watch him doubtfully as Leon takes you near him, leaving you once they reach the center of the field "Do you know anything?" you ask your brother, but he shakes his head "Just a little. Michael knows the rest" he says, chuckling, the laugh of someone who definitely knows everything. You remain in front of Kaiser, who however does not seem to give any answers to your doubtful look "What are you doing?" you ask for the umpteenth time, while you feel Leon's hand detach "Thank you. I owe you something" the German says to the boy, but he shakes his head "Nothing. Just make her happy" he says as he walks away, heading towards the edge of the field

In front of the eyes of the entire stadium, you and Kaiser remain. You begin to get nervous, while his calm gaze gives you absolutely no answer "Don't get nervous. Trust me" he says taking your hands, and you sigh resignedly "I don't want to die of anxiety" you say smiling nervously, and he nods "You won't die of anxiety. At least wait until you see the rest"

Kaiser clears his throat, taking a long breath. "Hello. No introduction needed, you already know perfectly well who I am. Maybe you know me for being your boyfriend, maybe for being the prodigy of an entire nation, but you are surely the only one who knows me as Michael, the same one who cried in your arms several times already. You know how my courage and narcissism are my signature, how my charisma is known by entire nations, or at least by their soccer teams. I always use my courage for myself, but never for others... and I thought I can do it once, just once for another person. One decisive time, that terrifies me but that you deserve. I thought about it for a long time, telling myself that we were fine the way we were, that we didn't need such a big gesture to confirm that I love you. But you are you, you have always gone beyond your limits to love me, to give me a sense of family and home that I never had. I want to use this courage for you, to ask you for something that I know scares me but that I want to do..." says the man. You see him kneel on one knee, opening a velvet box that reveals a ring with a blue sapphire

"... do you want to marry me, say yes to me in front of free Germany but above all in front of Leon?" says the man, showing you for the first time a completely new version of himself: that's not Kaiser Michael in front of you, that's not Kaiser, that's not even Michael. That's your Kaiser Michael, someone the whole world doesn't know but you know like yourself. Your hands are shaking as you try to cover your mouth and eyes that are slowly watering, but you can't ignore the emotion that's slowly eating you alive

"Of course I do" you say with a shaky voice, and the stadium erupts in a ferocious roar. Kaiser stands up, placing the ring on your finger before pulling you into a tight hug, burying his face in your shoulder "Thank you. Thank you for everything"

[sugarwarachan]

masterlist 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ

multi-fandom

2d men who are so kind you want to fuck their lights out

making a stoic man go feral

blue lock

touchstarved!hc's - various characters

reo mikage - tears on a withered flower!au drabble

oliver aiku - angsty, slightly smutty drabble

regency!au drabble - itoshi brothers

horny thoughts - bllk men - pt 1, pt 2

itoshi rin - lingerie drabble

itoshi brothers - regency!au

itoshi sae - overstim/pussy slapping drabble

haikyuu!!

kuroo - touchstarved! hc's

sugawara- praise kink

horny thoughts - karasuno

horny thoughts - seijoh + nekoma

tsukishima - fellow phd student crush

tsukishima - senpai kink

jjk

can i help you? - nanami kento one-shot

gojo - touchstarved! hc's

megumi - bsf!drabble

higuruma - breath play

nanami - oral sex drabble

toji - breeding kink drabble

my hero academia

aizawa

edging/overstimulation drabble

comfort/domesticity drabble

touchstarved! hc's

watching you

watching you, part 2

hot for teacher - multi-chapter

bakugou

touchstarved! hc's

morning after drabble

eating drabble

sex pollen troubles

3some thoughts with kirishima

addicted to you

ex-husband v-day prompt

dabi

touchstarved! hc's

better than most to say the least - soulmate!au

predator/prey kink drabble

dumbification drabble

hawks

touchstarved! hc's

sweet lover boy

act of service

being soft for only you

iida

touchstarved! hc's

kaminari

touchstarved! hc's

kirishima

touchstarved! hc's

3some thoughts with bakugou

addicted to you

midoriya

touchstarved! hc's

missing you drabble

birthday drabble

monoma

touchstarved! hc's

sero

touchstarved! headcanons

valentine's day one-shot

shouto

i overheard you - virgin!shouto

touchstarved! hc's

breeding kink drabble

mornings with drabble

roommate!shouto - panty sniffing drabble

pining drabble

shigaraki

turned on by how kind you are, part one and two

touchstarved! hc's, part one and two

thigh riding

valentine's day one-shot prompt

shinsou

voice kink drabble

somnophilia drabble

touchstarved! hc's

tamaki

touchstarved! hc's

windbreaker

sakura - touchstarved! hc's

suo - nsfw drabble

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[kurogira]

ALL THE SMALL ETERNITIES I NEVER NAMED

NEW NOTIF FROM ╭ BLUE LOCK ╮┆ ブルーロック

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the way they love is written not in words, but in the way their lips find yours. rough, patient, clumsy, reverent. every kiss is a different language. what is theirs like?

ⓘ 3.2k wc 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 no gender specified, slightly suggestive, semi-character studies, first time writing for bllk, no dialogue, written by someone who has no knowledge of kisses ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

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ITOSHI RIN ┆ 糸師 凛 ﹕KISSES LIKE HE’S AFRAID TO WANT, TO NEED, TO FEEL.

Rin kisses like he’s afraid to want — hesitant, clumsy, and achingly gentle. Every touch lingers a bit too long, every breath gets caught between restraint and longing — like he’s still learning how to love without shattering everything you’ve already built together.

Restraint is muscle memory to him. Despite how much he wants you to lean in, to lose himself without regrets, his hands hover against your cheek — his fingertips ghosting the side of your face. Your gaze shifts from his eyes to his lips, to his twitching fingers, back to his eyes again. He suddenly moves closer, his breath fanning against your lips — just another inch. A few centimeters more.

His spontaneous move made you realize how affected he truly was by your presence. His fingers brushed against yours, though this time — it was you that clasped his palm into yours. You felt him cupping your cheek, his ears practically burning as he processed the position you were in. It almost earned a chuckle out of you, almost.

As if to encourage him, you gentle press your tips against his temple — earning the small fortune of his breath catching. The sensation was better than anything you’ve ever known, tearing apart his defenses with just your lips — that slowly trailed to his eyelid. A smallest touch made the biggest difference, his cheeks emitting a beautiful vibrant hue. The second he opened his eyes, there you were again — kissing his nose as if it were the easiest thing in the world. As if it was your purpose in life, to fluster him senseless until he finally gave in and stopped resisting temptation.

But Rin was that akin to a lost traveler, requiring the presence of a star to illuminate the correct path. To him, you were his saving grace — removing his hardened scales to reveal a fragile body. If he were a bloodthirsty dragon, you were the royal that accepted him for all that he was — a tool for some, a disgrace for others, but to you . . . he was a troubled soul that you grew to adore with your entire being.

He’d scowl, frown, scoff, bitterly laugh, but with you? His hands trembled at the fleeting touches you gave. The tips of his ears burned with embarrassment, and he was at a loss for words.

Another kiss to the corner of his mouth, your thumb gently tracing his jawline. His eyes asked a question, one you were more than happy to answer. “Can I come closer?”

Your smile gave the answer he’s been seeking all this time, “Of course you can.”

And when he finally kisses you — hesitant, trembling, incredibly soft — it feels less like possession and more like permission, the kind he’s been yearning for all this time. Like he’s asking, without words, to stay right here a little longer. To be yours, just like this, for as long as he can.

And maybe that’s what loving Rin Itoshi will always be — not fireworks or grand confessions, but a quiet, patient unfolding. The slow undoing of a boy who never knew love until you gave it to him.

(He loved you like dusk loves dawn, he always will.)

ISAGI YOICHI ┆ 潔 世一 ﹕KISSES LIKE HE WANTS TO MAKE YOU FEEL LOVED, FOR ALL THAT YOU ARE.

Isagi kisses like someone who wants to make you feel loved. It’s natural, warm, and overflowing with sincerity. He kisses you like he’s caught up in the moment, as if it were just you two existing in a bubble that is separated from the rest of the world. There’s no hesitation in him once he knows you’re his, only quiet confidence and soft-spoken devotion.

Every kiss is a promise: “I’m here. I’m yours. I’m happy. This is where I want to be, with you.”

Where Rin kisses like he’s afraid to want — Isagi kisses like he’s grateful to have you.

Isagi chases your lips as if they were a goal, he puts his entire soul into the objective — not stopping until he’s scored. Only this time, there was no team to forge the path for him — just him, and you — the one who has captured his heart and soul with just a glance. How accomplished you were, to have him at his knees with a softened gaze and a smile. A knight he was, ready to serve under your command for as long as you’d like.

He craves the feeling of your lips on his, even after a few pecks — nothing seems to satisfy his hunger. He years, he needs, but he’s not messy about it. He’s not reckless or irrational. Kisses were a mutual practice. He’s intentional. Focused. As if memorizing the giggles you let out as his lips found yours, the soft sighs, the way you taste — all of it intrigued him so much. His hands would linger on your arms, or even reach your waist — holding you as if you were the most precious thing in the world. He holds you like you’re the only source of strength he has.

You’re the glue that keeps him in one piece, the hand that extends to him whenever he feels hopeless, the lantern that balances all the darkened hues with its light. To him, you were the greatest thing that’s ever happened to him.

At one point, perhaps you would’ve guessed that you were both running in opposite directions. But now, it seemed that you were chasing the same dream, despite living different lives. You were more interconnected than you realized. Being with him felt like a dance in a garden, a sweet memory that you desperately wished would remain eternal.

You were the promise he wished, no, vowed himself to keep. He’d prove it to you, no matter what it took. For you were the binding rope that held him together.

His kisses were long, yet sweet. A constant reminder that you were so loved, if not by anyone else — then by him. If you were to ever cup his jaw, his hands would tighten around your arm or waist — showing just how affected such an intimate action made him. He’d bury his head in the crook of your neck, if you were ever in need of it — his hand would gently rub your back. If you were to require a softer touch, he would reach out to hold your hands in his.

Every move he made was a promise: “I’m always going to be by your side.”

And sometimes — when he pulls away entirely — he stares in reverence. Starry-eyed. Like you are the greatest thing he’s ever scored in his life.

If Rin kisses like restraint and longing, Isagi kisses like devotion and joy. Like this is where he feels most alive.

(He loves you like breath loves lungs — instinctively, without hesitation, with every part of who he is.)

MIKAGE REO ┆ 御影 玲王﹕KISSES LIKE HE WANTS TO SPOIL YOU WITH INTENTION.

Reo kisses like he wants to spoil you, not just in the materialistic sense — he spoils with intention. His kisses feel like silk gloves over your skin, velvet-lined with adoration, threaded through with teasing just to see you smile. He kisses like someone who knows he can have whatever he wants, without question.

He’s a slow kisser — savoring every moment — as if tasting something rare and expensive. His kisses start off as playful, earning the sweetest giggles he’s ever heard from you. It was a prize in itself, and he was tempted to push further — to earn something more worthwhile. Without his smug little smirk when your mouths met, you’d even go as far as to question his very identity. The second you were to cup his cheek or wrap your arms around his neck, he’s quick to melt like putty in your hands.

He loves touching you. That went without question, though it was less because of impatience and more so because he needs you close. He needs to feel the warmth of your body, to know that you’re truly there with him in that moment. His greatest fear was that your presence was a mere illusion, one that he conjured in order to soothe his inner pains. His hold is tight, not suffocatingly so — but enough to make you aware of how fast his heart beats whenever you’re close. He found it almost pathetic, the way he softly sighed whenever you cupped his cheek or kissed his jawline.

He kisses you like someone who could give you the entire world — and he truly does wish to. If only you’d find it in you to command him of such, it’d be in your hands in seconds. But all that you required was his time, his attention, his love — and he was more than willing to hand it over to you without a second thought. He’d be your servant, if it meant that he could be yours forever. A noble willing to step down to kiss the ground you walked on, that was how Mikage Reo loved.

Reo kisses like luxury. The kind of love that wraps you in silk sheets and whispers: “Why would I want anything else, when I already have you?”

He was content as he was. With you on his arm, he was ready to face the challenges of everyday life. For so long, he’d felt trapped in a maze — unable to find an exit. All along, his objective was never the shiny exit sign — glimmering tauntingly. It was you, regardless of how many times he’s walked the same path only to find a dead end, it was more bearable when you were right by his side.

He treasured every moment as if it were a piece of gold. Every goodnight kiss that was full of your clumsiness due to fatigue, the times where you’d press your lips on his shoulder to comfort him, the kisses that came from an immense amount of joy, and the kisses that came from an endless sorrow that haunted you both. He loved them all, the same way he loved you.

MICHAEL KAISER ┆ ミヒャエル・カイザー﹕KISSES LIKE SOMEONE WHO WANTS TO BE LOVED.

Kaiser kisses as if he were the king himself. He kisses like someone who knows he’s desirable — arrogant, deliberate, but absolutely intoxicating. He expects you to lose yourself in him, and naturally proves why you should. If Reo spoils you like luxury, Kaiser commands your attention like royalty. The crown was always his to hold, it was simply a matter of “when?”

His kisses are possessive, not necessarily rough or aggressive — but controlled. He exudes confidences and wields it like a weapon. There’s always a teasing lilt to the way his lips brush against yours, like he’s testing how much you’ll chase him if he pulls away for just a second too long.

Kaiser kisses like he’s playing a game — but you’re his favorite prize.

He likes to corner you, thumb tilting your chin up with that signature smirk of his, knowing full well you’ll meet him halfway — because how could you not? Is there any way you could possibly resist the allure of his face? How utterly ridiculous, a thought like that shouldn’t even cross your mind. And when you do — when you give in — he kisses like he’s claiming territory. A kiss for a king, a being of higher power. Not rushed. Not desperate. But with the kind of certainty that tells you he knows you’re his.

When the chess piece is in your hands, and you decide to make the first move — he absolutely adores it. Oh, it ruins him in the best way. For all of his bravado, for all of the sharp edges of his personality, the face he likes to maintain in front of the peasants, it crumbles. His smug expression remains, but in the moment? His body aches with craving. He prefers when you’re completely wrapped in his web, with no escape in sight. He adores the fact that you want him enough to reach for him first.

Kaiser kisses like sin dressed in silk, like gold-laced temptation. Every brush of his lips whispers, “Look at me. Only me. Let me show you what it means to belong to me.” in a way that has you desperately to decipher his true intentions.

Michael Kaiser was a man full of showmanship and kingly pride.

(He was more than self-aware, he embraced this corruption as if it were the way he was created.)

But Kaiser was more than a man beyond saving, he was a man that yearned for someone’s heart to accept him wholly — and yours did just that. In a room completely isolated from the rest of the castle, his kisses would soften. No mind-games, no second-guessing his intentions, it was raw affection — and it belonged to the one who held his soul so gently in their hands. You.

At the end of the day, Michael Kaiser kisses like someone who wants to be loved — deeply, completely — even if he doesn’t always know how to ask for such a thing.

(His heart beats only for you, didn’t you know?)

TABITO KARASU ┆ 烏 旅人﹕KISSES LIKE TROUBLE, LIKE THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM.

Karasu kisses with a grin tugging at the corner of his lips, playful and daring, like he acknowledges that he’s getting under your skin and revels in every second of it. He’s naturally a tease, the type to ghost his mouth over yours, murmuring something that makes your heart skip a beat before sealing the distance.

His kisses are lazy, they have an almost cocky-rhythm to them. Unhurried, like he’s planning on dragging this on just to watch you squirm — to see the change in your expressions when you eventually separate from him to catch your breath. He relishes in the way your finger grazes your bottom lip, knowing you enjoyed every second of it. If you come back for more, he’s more than willing to oblige.

Fingers slipping beneath your chin, thumb brushing the corner of your mouth as if committing you to memory. He’s not possessive the way Kaiser is — Karasu doesn’t need to control you. He invites you to lose yourself in him. Challenges you to keep up. You take the challenge with grace, planning on leaving him in the dust where he belongs — the kind of energy he finds alluring. It was all that you emitted, much to his pleasure.

His kisses were the kind to bring you a different kind of euphoria, despite how much of it you’ve already had — you always come back for seconds. Sometimes even desperately pleading for another, only for him to smother your face with him. He loves having his hands on your hips, being able to control how close or how far you were from him was a curse in disguise. He loves your pouts, your comments of defiance, the roll of your eyes and the twitch of your lips.

Beyond the scope of playful mannerisms and games, his kisses tell you more than one thing. The clearest message of them all, was that Karasu adores you more than you think. Using that fact to your advantage later on shouldn’t be much of an issue, after all — he was the one that exposed himself to such a degree. What was he expecting?

And maybe he pulls away with a lopsided smirk and some cheeky comment that makes you swat at him as if he were the most annoying pest you’ve ever come across — but if you catch him off guard? If you kiss him first? Oh, he’s done for. Grin faltering just for a second, heart stuttering in his chest — he becomes less of a challenge and more of a distraction. He’s a huge sucker for you, and he never fails to demonstrate it with the way his lips find every sensitive spot on your face just to get a reaction out of you.

Indulging Karasu’s antics was practically apart of your job description, your payment? The smack of his lips against your cheek — earned by tolerating his whims. It was something you’ve gotten used to, to the point where you couldn’t ever imagine yourself without him being right next to you. He kisses like a flirt that accidentally fell hard, enough so that he never wants to get back up unless it was you lifting him with your bare hands.

[sunasrin]

☆⋆ﾟ𓂃 いとし凛 : NEW YEARS

── after a full day of preparation for New Years, your boyfriend of 4 years didn't show up.

.࣭𓆩̟࣪𓆪̟ pro!itoshi rin ‹ ˖࣪ ִֶָ ‹ fem!reader : (★) 2.4k w ──

⋅☾ IMAGINE , angst to fluff , comfort , heartbreak , happy ending

lexi's note . · ☄︎ hello! This is my first writing for bllk ! If you enjoy, please do insist on requesting !! I might make this as a mini series, but we'll see, due to college ! Other than that, here is some things that I'll like to go over with ! First English isn't my first language so please bare with me if I don't make sense or either the writing ! Second, this imagine will contain sorts of heated arguments, cussing, etc. Therefore, I wish you guys a happy new year! 🫶🏻✨️

As the sky shimmered with stars against the inky black atmosphere, the dining table gleamed under the soft glow of candlelight. Every plate was accurately placed, reflecting the anticipation and care that Y/n had poured into the evening. She stood by the door, her heart a mix of excitement and worry, waiting for her handsome boyfriend to return home. The table was set at exactly 7 pm, each dish carefully chosen to be his favorite, creating an inviting smell that mingled with the delicate scent of flowers in the centerpiece. Y/n knew Rin's demanding schedule well, his travels for tournaments and intense matches often keeping him busy. His practice was supposed to end at 10 pm, and with their home just 30 minutes away, he should have been back by 10:30. Yet, as the clock ticked closer to 11, the silence of their cozy home grew more unsettling. She tried to reassure herself, imagining Rin picking up last-minute gifts, but the unease gnawed at her. However, five minutes turned into 30, then an hour, until it was 11:59. The only sound breaking the silence was the TV, counting down from 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... ushering in 2025. A new year without... Rin. Her beloved boyfriend. Y/n's heart sank as the fireworks lit up the night sky outside, their vibrant colors mocking the emptiness she felt inside. She had spent weeks planning this night, hoping to surprise Rin with a celebration that would show him just how much he meant to her. But now, as the new year arrived, she was alone, her mind racing with worry and fear. Had something happened to him? Was he hurt or in trouble? The thoughts swirled in her head, each one more terrifying than the last. Another hour had passed, hitting exactly at 1:45 in the morning. Y/n let out a soft sigh, the sound echoing in the quiet of the house as she moved to clean the dining table.

The remnants of their romantic dinner lay scattered, the once warm food now cold and uninviting. She carefully put the leftovers into the fridge, the door creaking slightly as she closed it, then turned her attention to the dishes. The water splashed as she washed them, the warm suds contrasting sharply with the chill in her heart. She tossed the melted candle into the trash, its waxy remnants a sad reminder of the evening that had slipped away. With a heavy heart, Y/n glanced back at the dining table, now a shadow of its former charm, before trudging up the stairs to their shared bedroom. The familiar routine felt hollow tonight, but she tucked herself into bed, pulling the covers tightly around her as if they could shield her from the pain. She switched off her lamp, the room plunging into darkness, but sleep eluded her. As the clock ticked closer to 2 am, she sighed again, her eyes fluttering closed, finally succumbing to a deep slumber. Meanwhile, Rin was oblivious to the turmoil at home. It was 2025, a new year full of possibilities, and he thought little of his late return. After a lively dinner with his team to celebrate, he hadn’t expected to stumble into the quiet apartment at 3 in the morning. He sighed, the sound of his keys jingling as he unlocked the door, the familiar creak of it swinging open greeting him like an old friend. As he stepped inside, the silence wrapped around him, the only light coming from the hallway, casting soft shadows on the walls. He shrugged off the unease creeping into his chest, assuming Y/n had gone to bed early. But as he entered the bedroom, a chill ran down his spine. Y/n’s side of the bed was untouched, the sheets neatly made as if she hadn’t been there at all. A wave of concern washed over him, and he glanced at her nightstand, where her phone lay, untouched and silent. “Y/n?” he called softly, his voice breaking the stillness. The silence stretched, and his heart raced with worry. He sat on the edge of the bed, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. Leaning over, he gently brushed a hand against her shoulder.

The next morning felt like a repeat for Y/n. Rin had early practice, and she knew he wouldn’t be home until 10 at night again. She didn’t care much; it had become the norm. To pass the time, she decided to do some chores around the house. As she moved from room to room, she stumbled upon a pair of nasty socks hidden behind the couch. “Ew, it has spider webs on it!” she exclaimed, grossed out. These were the socks Rin had been looking for for soccer. With a sigh, she picked them up and tossed them into the laundry basket, shaking her head at the dirty socks that happened to be found. She sighed to herself as she pushed the couch back to its place. She continued to work around the house, diligently moving from one task to the next. She swept the floors, her broom gliding across the wooden planks, collecting dust and crumbs into neat little piles. Next, she tackled the carpets, the hum of the vacuum cleaner filling the air as she meticulously covered every inch, ensuring no speck of dirt was left behind. With a bucket of soapy water and a mop in hand, she scrubbed the tiles, watching as the grime dissolved and the floors gleamed once more. Finally, she turned to the laundry, carefully folding each piece of clothing, smoothing out wrinkles, and stacking them into tidy piles. Just as she was about to finish, Rin comes home, his face a mix of exhaustion and frustration. Y/n didn't pay much attention to his facial features but asked, "How was your day at practice?" Rin, irritated from Bachira and Isagi's constant annoyance, responded roughly with a stern voice, "Don't worry about it." He scoffed, his irritation evident in his tone. "Well, I should worry if my boyfriend is sounding upset. Here, help me put the laundry away," she states, trying to keep the atmosphere light. Rin groans, "Why me? Do it yourself. I want to rest." He slumps onto the couch, his body language screaming fatigue. She hands him a stack of freshly folded clothes, her eyes softening as she watches him. "Come on, it won't take long," she says gently, hoping to ease his frustration.

"No, for once can you fucking leave me alone? You're all over me, it gets annoying! You're too clingy! Why can't you just do shit for yourself without asking me for help?" he screams irrationally. "Me? Annoying? Clingy?" she chuckles, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Seriously, me out of all the girls you fucking dated! Itoshi Rin, do you not notice the hard work I put in the entire day? I work my ass off just for you to sit here and discredit me? Like seriously I'm the one you should be thankful to, that you still have a clean home to come to, food on the table for you! So don't sit here and say I ask for help too much, which I don't. I understand you're upset because of practice, but lashing out at me is not okay!" she heaves, her chest rising and falling heavily with emotion. "Whatever, all you ever do in this house is nag. Without me, you wouldn't be able to pay for a roof over your head!" Rin snaps, his face flushed with anger. Y/n's eyes widen in shock, but she quickly regains her composure. "Nag? Is that what you think I do? Every day, I wake up early to clean this house, cook your meals, and make sure everything is perfect for you. And you think all I do is nag?" Her voice trembles with a mix of hurt and frustration. Rin turns away, his jaw clenched. "You wouldn't survive a day without me. I'm the one who pays the bills and keeps us afloat." Y/n takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "You think money is everything? What about the emotional support, the care, the effort I put into making this house a home? You can't just dismiss all that because you're upset. This isn't fair, Rin." Y/n just stood there in disbelief. "It's fine cause honestly, you weren't ever there for me in the first place. Example, last night. You knew we had New Year's planned out. But still, didn't even try to make the effort to show up. How is that nagging? If you had plans yesterday, I could've sworn you would've said something to give me the heads up!" She screamed, but more irritation began to set on fire for Rin. "Maybe it's because I didn't want to sit my ass home with you. You complaining, whining, and your clingy self, it's a nuisance. As a matter of fact, I'd rather go out than be stuck at home with a bitch who nags like you!" He screamed, chest heaving from the words he spat out.

Y/n just stood there, mouth agape, body shaking, and tears slipping out of her eye sockets. Her eyes tried to search for lies in his cold grey teal eyes, but all she saw was anger... no remorse. She felt the weight of his words pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. The room seemed to close in around her, the once familiar walls now feeling like a prison. The memories of their happier times flashed before her eyes, making the present moment even more unbearable. She remembered the laughs they shared, the promises they made, and how she once felt safe in his arms. But now, those memories felt like a cruel joke, mocking her for believing in something that was never real. Rin's face was twisted in anger, his eyes burning with a fire she had never seen before. "You always make everything about you, Y/n. Every single time. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of you," he continued, his voice dripping with venom. Each word was like a dagger to her heart, tearing apart the fragile threads that held her together. Y/n's mind raced, trying to find a way to respond, to make him see how much he was hurting her. But the words wouldn't come. All she could do was stand there, feeling the tears stream down her face, her body trembling with a mixture of sadness and rage. She wanted to scream, to fight back, but she felt paralyzed by the sheer intensity of the moment. Rin sighed before leaving the living room, making his way up into the shared bedroom, slamming the door shut, causing her to jump to realization. Rin sighed before leaving the living room, making his way up into the shared bedroom. The tension in the air was palpable, and each step he took seemed to echo the unresolved conflict between them. As he reached the bedroom, he slammed the door shut with a force that sent a shiver down her spine, causing her to jump in realization.

Y/n stood frozen in the living room, the sound of the door reverberating in her ears. It was as if the slam had shattered the fragile silence that hung between them, bringing to the surface all the unspoken words and buried emotions. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on her. She sank onto the couch, her mind racing with thoughts and memories. The image of Rin's back as he walked away was etched into her mind, a stark reminder of the distance that had grown between them. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. The room around her seemed to blur as she replayed the events of the past few days in her mind. The arguments, the misunderstandings, the moments of silence that spoke louder than words. She realized that they had been drifting apart for a while, and the slammed door was just the final punctuation mark in a sentence that had been written long ago. As the minutes ticked by, Y/n knew she had to face the reality of their situation. Still, she couldn't leave Itoshi Rin; she still loved him. Y/n knew that Rin didn't mean the words he spoke. It was just that they were in the heat of the moment. But... still, why did it hurt so bad? Why did his words send knives stabbing into the soft heart she let him hold on to? Just why? Y/n knew Rin's frustrations came from a place of stress and exhaustion. She had seen the weariness in his eyes, the way his shoulders slumped when he thought no one was watching. She understood that his words were born out of that momentary lapse, but it didn't make them hurt any less. The sting of his accusations and the sharpness of his tone had cut deeper than she cared to admit. Her mind wandered to the happier times they had shared, the laughter and the quiet moments of understanding. Those memories felt like a distant dream now, overshadowed by the lingering pain of their recent fight. She clutched her chest, feeling the physical manifestation of her emotional turmoil. As she sat there, tears began to blur her vision. She couldn't help but wonder why love had to be so complicated, why the person she trusted most could also be the one to cause her the most pain. She knew Rin hadn't meant to hurt her, but knowing that didn't make the pain go away. It only made it more confusing, more tangled in the web of their emotions.

Even so, an hour had gone by after the argument. Rin was still cooped up in the room while Y/n was thinking about the outcome of the argument. Until she heard the door swing open from their shared bedroom. Footsteps coming from upstairs traveled all the way down to where she was seated, and then she felt a dip next to her. Y/n couldn't look. She couldn't look at his face. She knew that if she looked into his beautiful grey teal eyes, she would forgive him easily. "Baby," he started, grabbing onto her hand that was still shaking. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. You're not clingy, you're not a nuisance, you're not a hassle, you don't nag at me, you don't complain, you don't whine, and you’re definitely not a bitch." He began. "Then why did you say those words?" she spoke up with a whisper. Rin's face softened as he felt agony and guilt creeping into his body, sending chills down his spine. "I didn't mean it. I was upset from practice, and I'm sorry for missing out yesterday night. I know that we planned it out, but by the time I was going to text you, my phone died. I couldn't text you, and I honestly should've let you know about the plans that were made." Rin grabbed her chin to lift her face up, looking into her teary eyes that were now swollen red. The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing. Y/n's heart ached with the weight of his words, but she could see the sincerity in his eyes. The tension between them hung heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the warmth they usually shared. Rin's hand trembled slightly as he held her chin, desperate for her forgiveness. Y/n's mind raced with conflicting emotions. She wanted to believe him, to let go of the pain and embrace the love she knew was still there. But the hurt was still fresh, the wounds still raw. She searched his eyes for any sign of deceit but found only remorse and a deep longing to make things right. Rin's voice broke the silence once more, softer this time, almost a plea. "Please, Y/n. I know I messed up. I know I hurt you. But I promise, I'll make it up to you. Just... give me a chance."

"You hurt me." She cried again, her face in her palms as she leaned forward, pressing her forehead onto his shoulder. Y/n continued her cries while Rin patted her back and whispered soft apologies. After her crying calmed down, Rin kissed her forehead, and she smiled, happy to know he owned up to his actions. "So, do I get another chance?" he pleaded. "Welllllllll..." she began, teasingly drawing out the word. "Babyyyyyy," he practically begged, his voice filled with desperation. "I'm just kidding," she smiled. "You can have it, but the trust... you're going to have to make it all up." She spoke before booping his nose. Rin smiled, a mixture of relief and determination in his eyes. "Now you're going to refold all this laundry," Y/n pointed out. "What? Why?" he whined, looking at the pile of clothes with a dramatic sigh. "Do I have to repeat myself?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "No, ma'am," he saluted, a playful grin on his face as he began to fold the laundry. Y/n watched him, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment. She leaned down and gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Thank you," she smiled before going back to folding clothes alongside Rin, her beloved boyfriend.

As they folded the laundry together, the atmosphere in the room shifted from one of tension to one of quiet companionship. The rhythmic movements of their hands, the soft rustle of fabric, and the occasional shared glance spoke volumes about their commitment to each other. They knew that rebuilding trust would take time, but in that moment, they were united in their effort to move forward. Rin paused for a moment, looking at Y/n with a tender expression. "I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make things right," he said softly. Y/n nodded, her heart swelling with hope. "I know you will. And I'll be here, every step of the way." They continued to fold the laundry, side by side, finding solace in the simple act of working together. The future was uncertain, but as long as they had each other, they knew they could face whatever challenges came their way. In the quiet of their shared space, they found a renewed sense of connection and a deepened understanding of what it meant to truly love and forgive.

[ryescapades-archived]

₊˚⊹ 🎂 𝟏𝐤𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 🎂 ₊˚⊹

→ EVENT OVERVIEW

╰┈➤ [ 🍰 SLICE ONE ; speak up! ] ༊*·˚

0 ノ “can i sleep next to you?” togame jo 𓂃 sfw

1 ノ "are you asking me out?" hoshina soshiro 𓂃 sfw

7 ノ "shut up and let me kiss you." loid forger 𓂃 sfw

10 ノ "lift your hips for me, love." narumi gen 𓂃 nsfw michael kaiser 𓂃 nsfw

11 ノ "don't act so shy now." itoshi rin 𓂃 nsfw

15 ノ "yes, ma'am." endo yamato 𓂃 sfw

16 ノ "do you want me on my knees?" itoshi sae 𓂃 nsfw (non descriptive)

17 ノ "hey, look at me." narumi gen 𓂃 nsfw itoshi rin 𓂃 sfw

18 ノ "you're such a mess." togame jo 𓂃 nsfw

19 ノ “do that again.” bakugou katsuki 𓂃 sfw

20 ノ "is that my shirt?" umemiya hajime 𓂃 sfw

╰┈➤ [ 🍰 SLICE TWO ; scarf down! ] ༊*·˚

grey's favorite gamer boy ft. narumi gen empress of the blue rose ft. michael kaiser ardour in coffee ink ft. hoshina soshiro

╰┈➤ [ 🍰 SPECIAL SLICE ; secret santa! ] ༊*·˚

“she looks just like a dream,” 𓂃 sfw 𓂃 hoshina soshiro (kn8) 𓂃 vice-captain hoshina seems to frequent the infirmary lately... perhaps it has something to do with the division's beloved medic.

“sandy beaches and sinful bliss,” 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 itoshi sae (bllk) 𓂃 in which you're spending some quality time with your boyfriend at the beach house.

©🅁🅈🄴🅂🄲🄰🄿🄰🄳🄴🅂. do not steal, translate or repost my work anywhere else !

[rinsko]

call me dilly ࿔ ݁˖ personal archive writing blog for eighteen+ friends love and deepspace, rin itoshi & blue lock obsessed.

you’re the only one i want, give lovin’ then you take it back i hate it when you give me half, never give me half.

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blog activity + interactions

i am chronically online in the sense that i click on tumblr the second i click off of tumblr— so, i post when i am alive… at times, back to back posts until i slip back into my cave! zzz…

i try to answer asks as soon as i can because i have a terrible habit of having them pile up, i think i’ve been doing well (or much better than before!) so if i haven’t yet, it is because i want to give it some well-deserved thought. thank you for the messages ☻ i love chatting with everyone!

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general posting + guidelines

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there have been multiple attempts at selfshipping on this blog! i am still very shy about this . . but i do enjoy being a lovely little sap for the men i love! status update : sylus holds my heart gently in his palms (zayne holds the other half of it.)

others include, patient zero : geto suguru (soulmate in every lifetime) + long-term fawn-like boyfriend, itoshi rin!

note : if you find yourself selfshipping with one of my favs, i will always love to hear and see your love for them as well. your lore, your moodboards, your playlists— i adore seeing the joy they bring you, that’s what matters most to me! ★

how to use my ask box + how not

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[vertenav]

WHATS MINE IS YOURS . . . BUT NOT REALLY!

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ atsujay﹒(at-su-jay) ⸝⸝ atsumu miya + mj

THINK! hiking, working out tgt, anything but sitting still (most of the time), foodies, high-school sweethearts, just-because flowers, Kendrick Lamar, frequent outings, "you paid last time, it’s my turn" (fair paying), black cat &. golden retriever, first time for everything, "where’s [the other]?", "you guys are alwaaaays together, don’t you get sick of each other?" "no", giggling late at night, snuggled up in the sheets, clingy &. clingy, smartie pants &. smartie-er pants, mutual comfort person, they’re married to each other in their heads, etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? BEACHES ﹒ BEABADOOBEE

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ naj﹒(na-je) ⸝⸝ nagi seishiro + mj

THINK! nap dates, chronic sleepyheads, can’t find ‘em? at their consoles or in bed, low effort dates, he stole the Lego box.. just sat there and looked pretty, matching pjs, made him buy a pc so we could play even more games tgt, worships the ground she walks on, "she’s a little weird, but that’s my girl", "atta girl" when finally completing something, she takes care of him but he doesn’t take it for granted, three taps wherever to signal "I love you", little surprises of each others favorite things, late nights in, etc etc etc

WHATS THE TRACK ? SWEET BOY ﹒ MALCOL TODD

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ olijay﹒(oli-jay) ⸝⸝ oliver aiku + mj

THINK! riiiiiich as shit, power couple, always on vacation, sugar mama &. sugar baby (LMFAOOO TY KAI), his financial advisor fr, spoils the shit out of him, fancy nights out, usually dressed up, she dresses him, frequent nights out with drinking (responsibly ofc), think that one tiktok trend "a boy who’s jacked and kind" where the guy lifts the girl up no problem onto his shoulder, her personal trainer x his employer, womanizer turned into a loyal ass man, came for a good time lowk stayed for the money, but fell in love HARD and FAST, he doesn’t even KNOW what the bills look like and couldn’t even begin to imagine, lowk a romantic when he tries, HE gets the princess treatment, he’s the passenger princess, she’s whippin that mf car and holding his hand, wearing his jersey at his games, screaming louder than anyone else, when he wins he runs up and gives her the fattest kiss and nearly drags her out of the stands, all brawn no brains outside of soccer, etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? OUTTA MY MIND ﹒ MONSUNE

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ min﹒(self explanatory id hope) ⸝⸝ rin itoshi + mj

THINK! plays soccer together for fun, sometimes he lets her win, you’ve never tied your shoe, grabbed your bag, opened the door, etc etc etc since you guys have started dating, always has spare shoes and clothes in his car for you, she’s clingy, he lets it happen, the second he said yes, kiss your personal space gooooodbye rin, he is absolutely whipped, isn’t used to all these feelings so he’s super blunt and confused, ms giggle shits over here, he’s never smiled as much as he has with her, big brothers best friend troupe, matching jewelry is a must, side walk rule unintentionally "why would I ever let you walk near the street r u dumb", dry texter &. hype ass texter with a bunch of emojis, also wearing his jersey, his number on her cheek, makes embarrassing posters for him at games, he dedicates goals to her by pointing afterward, he’s insecure but she soothes everything he’s ever been insecure about, and the other way around, he’ll kiss her insecurities and say how much he loves them, he doesn’t understand how much that short-circuits your brain, he’s UNIMAGINABLY TICKLISH and unfortunately she isn’t, you can see how that goes.. LMFAO, etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? EVERYONE ADORES YOU (AT LEAST I DO) ���MATT MALTESE

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ saejay﹒(sae-jay) ⸝⸝ sae itoshi + mj

THINK! princess treatment, she doesn’t know how much money is in her bank account because of how much she doesn’t touch it, he insists, promise rings were his idea, unserious x serious, next door neighbor, at first she was the only one uninterested in him and his genius-ness, ominous ass texter like wtf, she can be herself around him, therefore usually loud x quiet, MATCHING OUTFITS ASF, he looks like he’s the one being dragged around when we go out, but he’s actually the one who suggested it, she got his jersey number on her nails (real story) that he pays for, puts his initials on it too, literally one of the biggest gentlemen you’ll ever meet but that’s only dedicated to her, mean to everyone else but her, whenever she cries it makes him want to cry, each others safe person, she fell in love sooooo much harder when she heard his laugh for the first time, cocky x cocky, matching luxury things she’s never even heard of, did a blind pick for cologne/perfume for each other (she picked his but he didn’t know what it was until she showed him, vice versa), literally fell in love with the scents and they were right on the head of the nail and wear it 24/7, she pranks him a lot and he goes along with it, she can’t tell when he’s joking or being serious sometimes, she’ll be the one to fake proposed over and over again, calls her pretty girl, he’s reeeeallllyyyyy good at accents and she loooooves to be sweet talked in them, after long days or a loss he’ll go straight to her for comfort and she’ll rub and/or scratch his back and hug him, anything he needs, she’ll cook and bake for him and he taste tests, big flirt x gets flustered (literally interchangeable), he FIIIIGHTS for his life on the team because of you and will also literally lay his career on the line if she can’t travel with them for games. LMFAOO etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? EVERLONG ﹒FOO FIGHTERS

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ misa﹒(mee-sa) ⸝⸝ isagi yoichi + mj

THINK! thighs and thighs for days (on both parties 🙂‍↕️), dumb x dumber, "love ive been hiding something from you" "what is it?" "im actually spider man." "no way?? me too…", silly ass mfs, always giggling, locked tf in, self care nights OFTEN, they’re always listening to music together, shared headphones, literally the most innocently intimate mfs everrrr, he’ll gesture kisses to her when she’s in the crowd screaming his name louder than anyoneee, each others biggest fans, will feed into each others delusions, "hey babe" "yes ml?" "you think my crush likes me?" "hmm hard to tell with your stubbornness" he’ll feign the most dramatic gasp ever, drama king x drama queen, he shows her off any chance he gets, you’d think he’d get tired of her but nooope neverrr he is madly in love and literally has her in his phone as mrs isagi, he will NAWT shut uppppp about her like his team probably knows everything about you, no one can truly understand him without knowing about her, pet names pet names pet names, so so so affectionate, so attentive, so caring, nothing goes unnoticed on both parties, very open and good with communication, he loves the way she sticks her tongue out when she’s concentrated, sometimes he’ll grab it LMFAOO, they’ve never had an actual serious argument, just playful ones, he looooves when she scratches his back or massages him, he falls asleep when she does either within an instant, first time flat owners together and it’s the most precious thing ever, etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? 3005﹒CHILDISH GAMBINO

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ muska ﹒(muh-sk-uh) ⸝⸝ sakusa kiyoomi + mj

THINK! nerds af, academic rivals that kiss kiss fall in love, both lowk germaphobes, he learned how to do the kind of nails she liked so they can both bond over it and she’ll save money, quality time, he secretly taught himself how to take pictures so she had good pictures to post and got to see herself the way he did, she’s constantly fatigued, without asking, he’ll pick her up in any way without a problem, bridal style, on his back, just under your knee so you’re sitting on his arm almost, etc, hopeless romantic, he yearns for her, in fact he’d do absolutely anything for her, his days shine the brightest when she’s around, sun x moon, serious x serious, people wonder how they work together but oh boy do we WORK, fuck the idea of soulmates, we love each other on purpose, yapper x listener, snarky x snarky, she kisses his moles all the time no matter where they are on his body, he does the same but with her freckles, etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? 505﹒ARCTIC MONKEYS

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ mukuna﹒(mu-ku-na) ⸝⸝ sukuna ryomen + mj

THINK! she calls him a nonchalant dread head all the time and he’ll just go "wtaf is that" or "do I look like a dread head", he looks like he’s being held at gun point when they’re hanging out, but again, he probably suggested it, he will laugh at how weak she seems then get his ass lowk whooped only to excuse it with "oh I let you win don’t even" type shit, he seems not interested at all at a glance, but he is sooo in love with her just look at his eyes, pupils are basically in the shape of hearts, pretty private relationship, hence the lack of faces, for both sides, matching necklaces with initials, he lets her do his makeup and hair (begrudgingly), she entered his life at one point and never really left, she asked him out first, cocky x humble and shy, loves to mess with him, she loves shopping with him just to dress him up, she likes to work up him and he gives plays into it, he’s like putty in her hands in an INSTANT, grumpy x sunshine, he wouldn’t want anyone else, and he wouldn’t want his life to change whatsoever, was never a marriage guy or a serious relationship person until she came around, will man handle her (innocently) because she started it, super protective of her, etc etc etc.

WHATS THE TRACK ? FUCKING YOUNG / PERFECT﹒ TYLER, THE CREATOR

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ midou﹒(mee-dou) ⸝⸝ shidou ryusei + mj

THINK! she taught him how to drive a motorcycle and he LOOOOVES it, posed with her bike when she was in a shop and when she walked out he thinks he might’ve fell in love at first sight, loves his jokes and odd freakiness more than she lets on, adrenaline junkies together, absolute chaos, "I’ll do it if you do it" "fuck yea", he’s super rough with her sometimes and feels really bad until she’s just as rough if not more, bad financial decisions but they’re stupid rich so it’s okay, got matching motocycles and helmets, nice ass promise rings they surprised each other with, literally the epitome of matching each others energy, never a dull moment, also dumb x dumber, to tell the truth, the real reason he fell so hard in love with her was because how unrelentingly kind she was to him and how pretty her smile was despite how he came off when they first met, the night they met, she offered to take him on a ride, he was her backpack yup yup yup and to tell the truth, he still absolutely loves being her backpack because he gets to slither his arms around her waist that he loves oh so dearly, she is his number one supporter and that makes him even freakier when it comes to soccer, his teammates couldn’t believe it, was ready to drop down on one knee right then and there when she showed up to a game in his jersey with hair dyed exactly like his, he hasn’t functioned the same since, he lowk loves when she wears tighter clothes because he knows how confident it makes her and he absolutely becomes her number one hype man, etc etc etc

WHATS THE TRACK ? 240 ﹒MODERN BASEBALL

[narcjsistx]

— 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓!

plot: in the relationship there is more chemistry between you and his mother than between you and him, and honestly he's fine with that <3 but not when you gang up against him...

✶ characters: isagi yoichi, chigiri hyoma, bachira meguru, itoshi sae, itoshi rin, reo mikage

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

✶ ISAGI YOICHI ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"I'm glad you like it! I spent the whole night making it so good, but if you like it then it was worth it" the woman says clapping her hands, and you can't help but smile gratefully "Mrs Isagi, you know well that I love your cooking" you say, but she interrupts you "Mrs Isagi again? You've been Yocchan's girlfriend for years, you can call me by my name" she says scolding you, but with the sweetness of a mother. There's absolutely no question where Isagi gets his generosity from, although his father is really lovely too. When you turn around you can't help but be surprised by Isagi's tired face, who hasn't finished his plate, more focused on the match broadcast on television. You're not surprised by this behavior, it's something he does in your house too, but by the fact that he hasn't even finished his meal, that you think is absolutely delicious

Since you've been together, it's now been a tradition to spend Sunday lunch with his parents. From the first moment he introduced you, you immediately hit it off with his mother, finding her to be such a kind and humble woman; and she seems to share the affection towards you, spoiling you with all her good food that she knows you love

"Yoichi..." you whisper to your boyfriend, but he doesn't seem particularly connected to reality. You sigh, but when you look up you notice the menacing look of his mother, who is holding a rag in her hand. You cover your mouth to avoid laughing, but then the rag is thrown at the boy's face, landing on his plate still full of food: Isagi seems to return to reality, turning almost offended towards his mother, who however does not stop glaring at him. Seeing her so angry, he swallows his behavior too, gulping down a lump of saliva "Mom, what's happening..."

"It's Sunday, you have your family here, your girlfriend, you have a whole day off from soccer and the only thing you focus on is a match on TV? And you even dare not eat my food?" the woman says crossing her arms, and you nod, agreeing with her for the simple fact that otherwise you risk bursting out laughing. She seems to see your approval, and smiles "I wonder how you found a woman like that who puts up with you on a daily basis... darling, thank you for not getting tired of him, I have you to thank for accepting him" she says dejectedly, and you nod, actually risking laughing out loud. Isagi seems to notice your situation, glaring at you "Mom, it's not that deep..." he says alternating his gaze between you and her, but you shake your head "Yoichi, I wanted to spend a day with our family, yet all you do is focus on soccer..." you say, but this time you are forced to pinch your thigh to keep from laughing. Isagi glares at you, turning off the television "Happy, both of you?" he says taking the fork, but you shake your head theatrically "I wonder if you really love me..." you say, and his mother hugs you, stroking your head "My poor little girl, poor thing. With someone like that..." she says, and you burst out laughing, no longer able to hold it back

Even if seeing you so close can only please him and confirm that you are the right person, the only one, he just wanted to see if Bachira scored in the match between Barcha and ReAl

✶ CHIGIRI HYOMA ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

For Chigiri, the Trinity consists of you, his girlfriend, his sister and his mother. The main problem is when all three of you are together, that's when he realizes he's in danger. He knows he's about to die when you're all mad at him for something he doesn't even know about, and today is such a time

“Don't you dare come closer” his sister says, putting an arm around your shoulders. Chigiri rolls his eyes nervously, he doesn't like that Koyoki is so protective of you against him, who she knows wouldn't take a hair from you. You laugh condescendingly, nodding "She's right. Get away from me, Hyoma" you say theatrically, and he takes a step forward, and you take a step back “You're making me crazy. What did I do this time?” he says alternating his gaze between you and his sister, but you don't stop laughing while Koyoki judges him with just his gaze "You're a man. You have to understand that" Koyoki says, and he snorts "People have mistaken me for a woman my whole life and now you can't do it?" he says crossing his arms, and you almost feel guilty for doing this to him, your lovely boyfriend "Miss. Far away" his sister says, and that's when he grabs a lock of her hair, pulling it. You know perfectly well that it's a playful gesture between siblings, not something actually dangerous "You little shit-" she whispers, pulling his hair. That's when his mother approaches

"Leave my Y/n alone. Come here, honey" the woman says, and you slink to her side, smiling victoriously at the two siblings "HEY!" Hyoma says with his sister's hair still in his hand, but both you and his mother reply "Don't use that tone with your mother, Hyoma" you say, and the woman smiles at you, wrapping her thin arms around your neck to hug you "Oh, my third daughter. The only one who doesn't talk back to me" she says smiling, and you hug her, winking at Chigiri who seems to have lost hope, while Koyuki does nothing but laugh "I'm starting to think I'm no longer the favorite child" says the girl giving his hair one last tug, as a sign of revenge. Chigiri glares at her "You never were" he says, seeing you so hugged to his mom but not to him, who only wanted to give you a kiss from the beginning. Although it was funny seeing you so close to his mom, known for giving breathless hugs

✶ BACHIRA MEGURU ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"If you need help tell me, but I think you're doing a great job" the woman says, and you can't help but smile at her embarrassed "Thank you Mrs- Yu! Thank you, Yu" you say, and she smiles at you "This time you remembered to call me the right way. You're making progress!" she says, and you laugh lightly with her, placing the brush in the water. From the palette you take some red, passing it on the canvas while she nods "Wow! It's not an easy shade between blue and red, but it came out well. Aren't you hiding a past as an artist from me? Has Meguru taught you something yet?" she says, and you shake your head, amused "I've always only drawn in my notebook during class. I've never colored a drawing in my life... or even used a canvas" you say, and she laughs "Now I understand why Meguru likes you so much. At first he didn't color his drawings either, then he started doing it from... wait, have you been together for?" she asks "About a year and a half" you say, and she is amazed "He has been coloring hos drawings for about a year and a half" she says, and you smile “Really?” you ask, and she nods "Maybe he started it to make his paintings more striking to your eyes"

It's not uncommon for you to spend time with his mother, who is basically your best friend. Since your dates are often after his training, you wait with his mother for his return

"Mom I'm at home- Oh, Y/n!" he says as he enters his mother's art studio, finding the two of you close together "Meguru! You're still sweaty" the woman says as she approaches, with you by her side "You should take a shower. Then we can go!" you say clapping your hands, and you feel his mother ruffling your hair "Do you think you'll leave without finishing that masterpiece?" he asks almost defiantly, and you laugh "If it's a challenge, I accept" you say, not even hugging your boyfriend as you walk back to your canvas, followed by his mother

Bachira stares at you a little perplexed, the bag still on his shoulders: he really wanted to go out and spend time with you alone, but he's happy to see you on such good terms with his mother, who is also his best friend. He thinks that today he can also spend the day watching you have fun with your canvas, but after his shower. Otherwise he can't kiss you

✶ ITOSHI SAE ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"You know, the first time we went to see him play, he ignored us" his mother says, and you raise an eyebrow, surprised "It happened to me too the first time I went to see him play" you say, and his mother glares at him, even though Sae is completely focused on scoring goals on the field. Today it's just the two of you in the VIP seats, Mr. Itoshi couldn't attend, but that's not a problem since you love spending time with Mrs. Itoshi. Especially now that there is gossip

The first time Sae invited you to one of his games you weren't a couple yet, but he invited you anyway. He hadn't greeted you the whole time, but he kissed you later in the stadium locker rooms. But perhaps Mrs. Itoshi didn't know this

"How rude, I didn't think I raised a boy like that... and to think that I sent him alone to Spain, on the other side of the world!" she says exhaustedly, and you laugh "He's not that rude. He treats me well, very well" you say, and she looks relieved "I'd like to see. If he treated you even badly I wouldn't mind pulling his ears" she says, and you laugh at her words again

"But Rin would probably want the same treatment. He always wanted the same one Sae got" the woman says, and you nod "I don't think he wants that kind of treatment. Then he's a completely different person with his girlfriend" you say, and she nods "It's true, my little Rin... I like his girlfriend too..."

"What does Rin and his girlfriend have to do with me?" Sae asks approaching the VIP area, and you get up to leave a light kiss on his lips, while he tightens an arm around your waist, grabbing the water bottle that his mother is holding "Nothing much, darling. We were talking about your habits" says the woman, but Sae gives you a puzzled look "My habits while I'm in one of the most important games of the season?" he asks, and you nod "We just want to get to know you better" you say, and he shrugs "As if one wasn't my mother and the other my girlfriend. I think you both know me too well" he says and then drinks from his water bottle "Concentrate on the match instead" he says, before returning to the game

"He's also always been stubborn. But I think you know that" says the woman as her son walks away, and he turns around, glaring at her and changing his gaze between her and you, who can't stop laughing. Maybe it was a bad idea to call you both since you can't shut your mouth together

✶ ITOSHI RIN ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"Here he was two years old and he had just peed himself" says the woman showing you a photo of a crying baby, that is, your boyfriend. You look at the photo in love, giggling at the funnyness of your boyfriend, which does not at all reflect his childhood self, who was much more open and joyful "Here, however, he was four years old and Sae had given him a sticker of a soccer ball. I think he still keeps it in his room" the woman says, you look up only to see Rin's nervous gaze resting against the wall. You wink at him, returning your attention to the photo album of the Itoshi family, a family you have been seeing for four years now thanks to your relationship. And you love your boyfriend's mom

"Don't you think it's a bit excessive, mom?" the boy asks, but she shakes her head. “I've never had a daughter. Let me imagine it's her” she says, and he rolls his eyes before sighing “That doesn't change the motivation. Why are you showing her all these… embarrassing photos?” he asks, and you laugh "They're not embarrassing! They're cute, Rinnie" you say motioning for him to sit next to you, but he shakes his head "They're embarrassing. I know she did the same thing with Sae's girlfriend" he says, and the woman laughs "I also showed her... the other photo album. I'm sure Y/n wants to see it too" the woman says, and you raise an eyebrow, but when you turn around you see the panic on your boyfriend's face, who is chasing after his mother who has disappeared into her bedroom. The woman comes back with another album and her younger son hot on her heels "You don't have to see it. It's shit, it is" he says trying to steal the album, but the woman gives him a little slap on the hands "Be thankful I didn't step on your toes. Otherwise you wouldn't have been able to run after the ball for a while" she says placing herself next to you again, opening the album before her son can do anything

And now you understand why Rin didn't want to show it to you: every photo portrays him and his brother in the most embarrassing moments, like the first time on the toilet or with their faces full of sauce. But the photos are for some reason much worse for Rin than for Sae, photos that always portray him in a funnier way but so cute for you. Rin can't help but be embarrassed but above all guilty of this, because in the end it's thanks to him that you became such good friends, like another child, with his mother. He shouldn't have allowed it

✶ REO MIKAGE ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"You don't spoil her enough. You should raise your expectations, my girl" says the woman next to you, and you don't know how to respond without sounding ungrateful "You're right, mom. I was thinking of giving her that Cartier jewel I was telling you about this morning" your boyfriend says nodding, and you shake your arms in embarrassment "If you mean the one that costs as much as our whole house, stop it" you say, but the woman caresses your face "Why do you worry, my girl? It's the man who has to spoil you, and my son doesn't do it enough in my opinion, you being such a good girlfriend" the woman says, and you nod "Thank you ma'am, but..." you say, but she giggles "I was like that too, but then my husband, Reo's father, became crazy about me. And as proof of his love he bought me part of the moon" she says, and you jump "Really?" you ask, and Reo, seeing your emotion, concentrates "Do you want part of the moon too?" he asks, but you jump again in embarrassment "No! I mean, thanks but no..." you say, and he seems to be sad about it

"You're so young me. Reo really needs to make you his bride, you're the only girl he introduced me that I like" the woman says, and you breathe a sigh of relief "I'm pleased, Mrs. Mikage" you say letting the woman caress your face again. Reo raises an eyebrow, surprised by his mother's words "The only one you like? Not that I don't like it, but you didn't like that one too..." he says, but she pulls his ear "Do you want to compare that rat who wanted your money with this angel, Reo? Did I really raise you like that?" the woman says, and you giggle, moving to Mrs. Mikage's side “Don't you care that she loves me now, Reo?” you ask, and he grabs your hands, kissing them "I'm more than happy about it, but I remembered her words differently..." but before he can finish the sentence, his ear is pulled again "Stop this talk of remembering or not. Hurry up and put a ring on her finger instead, or someone else will do it, who will know how to spoil her better than just a simple necklace... why not the whole set?" the woman says towards her son, and you can't help but laugh but be a little embarrassed. You got the answer from where Reo got his resourcefulness, but honestly you love his mother the way she makes sure her son takes care of you

[dolletelocks]

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[mitsouya]

𓂃 ࣪˖ 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒅-𝒚-𝒊-𝒏-𝒈

WELCOME ꘓꞋꞋ៰៰꣓

lucielle, 22, she/her. tartaglia kisser. rhaenyra defender. minors do not interact. i wrote these with f!reader in mind. expect some grammatical errors. not a native speaker (sorry not sorry for my bad english).

BLUE LOCK ブルーロック

itoshi rin, midnight musings loosely based on ariana’s moonlight; in which rin cannot sleep because his thoughts are full of you // rin is that type of bf

various, calling him your husband (including: michael, rin, reo)

TOKYO REVENGERS 東京卍リベンジャーズ

hanma shuji, you say you like him with his hair down, he thinks he is willing to do anything if you like it // cherry shuji is still growing taller.

GENSHIN IMPACT 原 げん 神 しん

tartaglia, favorite harbingers

[ryescapades-archived]

★┊[ blue lock ] .ᐟ

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— ୨୧₊˚ VARIOUS

angel baby | pt.2 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 bllk boys as booktok scenes <3 3:05 am (rin, sae) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 late night ice cream cravings a minute on your lips (rin, sae) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 kissing practice <3

— ୨୧₊˚ ITOSHI RIN

silent 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 maybe you being there for him is already enough <3 always 𓂃 hurt/comfort 𓂃 still loving him no matter how bad it gets 10:17 pm 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 after-party drabble <3 valentine's 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 looks like your crush on him is not so one-sided after all <3 valorant gamer bf hcs 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 rin as your gamer boyfriend college crush 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 how you get together with rin + bf hcs <3 cookies 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 baking with rin 11:55 am 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 grumpy cat bf in the morning <3 she's been dancing with the devil all night 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 ghostface!rin <3 pro athlete au 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 rin with jealous!reader you know other men? 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 jealous biker bf!rin <3 spiderverse au! 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 spiderman!rin <3

— ୨୧₊˚ ITOSHI SAE

fiance 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 sae as your fiance <3 sandy beaches and sinful bliss 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 you and sae at the beach house

— ୨୧₊˚ NAGI SEISHIRO

subtle 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 nagi's way of showing that he cares

— ୨୧₊˚ MICHAEL KAISER

a secret third thing, maybe 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 your brother's best friend your lips my lips, apocalypse 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 kissing practice <3

— ୨୧₊˚ KARASU TABITO

you’re so gorgeous i can’t say anything to your face 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 karasu and his shy!gf

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[mchlgayser]

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My account is entirely sfw, I don't take requests containing any 18+ scenes. I don't usually do hcs but I do drabbles, one-shots, and series. Send me your ideas, storylines and I'll try my best to fulfill your wish. You can privately message me or anonymously asks.

fluff ( ✮ ) / angst ( ✸ ) / angst to fluff ( ☆ )

𓂃⭑ᜊ: MASTERLIST ft your author, nana

𓂃⭑ᜊ: BLUE LOCK

bowling date - barou shoei ( ✮ )

how you both spend your date together - team z ( ✮ )

how you both spend your date together - team z II ( ✮ )

football match - isagi yoichi ( ✮ )

yandere housemate - shidou ryusei ( ☆ )

where am I gonna go - nagi seishiro ( ☆ )

sick?! - itoshi sae ( ✮ )

red flags and green flags - gagamaru gin ( ✮ )

our relationship - kunigami rensuke ( ✮ )

'are you jealous?' - sae itoshi ( ✮ )

it wasn't intended - blue lock men ( ✸ )

'hello there!' - mikage reo ( ✮ )

we've met again - michael kaiser ( ☆ )

she's in the rain - isagi yoichi ( ✮ )

his disturbance - itoshi rin ( ✮ )

loathe to love you - michael kaiser ( ☆ )

exposed?! - michael kaiser ( ✮ )

𓂃⭑ᜊ: JUJUTSU KAISEN

kisses and cuddle - satoru gojo ( ✮ )

i'm with you - megumi fushiguro ( ✸ )

glimmering love - satoru gojo ( ✮ )

you and him - satoru gojo ( ✮ )

𓂃⭑ᜊ: TOKYO REVENGERS

strange dream - sanzu haruchiyo ( ✮ )

sports day - manjiro mikey sano ( ✮ )

after like - south terano ( ✮ )

his queen - izana kurokawa ( ☆ )

why did it happened - hanma shuji ( ✸ )

my man - rindou haitani ( ✮ )

𓂃⭑ᜊ: HAIKYUU!

you're mine - kageyama tobio ( ✮ )

us against the problem - akaashi keiji ( ✮ )

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