#rin💌

[itoshiierae]

Hii I’m so glad you’re taking requests bc I literally love ur writing sm omg but I was wondering if you could write about blue lock boys finding out about their girlfriend’s celebrity crush and getting jealous ? (Ness , sae, rin, kaiser) ^^

bllk boys getting jealous of your celeb crush

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ᡣ𐭩 ft: alexis ness, sae itoshi, rin itoshi, michael kaiser x f!reader

ᡣ𐭩 notes: omg anon you had no right being this real with that request. celebrity crush?? jealousy?? drama??? this was basically begging to be written HAHAH. tysm for the love bby ilyyy hope you enjoy the chaos!!! <33

✮ ALEXIS NESS ✮

he finds out when he glances over and sees your phone wallpaper — not even scandalous, just a candid red carpet pic of your celeb crush. and without thinking, you go, “ugh, he’s so perfect.” ness gasps. like. ACTUALLY gasps then places a hand on his chest like you just betrayed your entire relationship and whispers, “you’ve known me for years and you never looked at me like that?? am i just your second choice now…?” he’s 75% joking, 25% spiraling — already staring at his reflection like a heartbroken lead in a k-drama, muttering things like

“maybe i should grow my hair out”

“do i need to start wearing more suits??”

you have to grab his face and tell him he’s cuter. your real celeb crush, your favorite boy. he melts instantly. clings to you like a needy cat, head tucked into your shoulder, voice muffled and shameless when he whispers, “say it again. no, seriously — say it one more time.”

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✮ SAE ITOSHI ✮

hears about your celebrity crush mid-scroll when you sigh and go, “he’s so hot oh my god,” and all he gives you is a flat, unimpressed “okay.” nothing else. doesn’t look up, doesn’t blink — just sits there in deadpan silence for a full five minutes until he randomly mutters, “he’s overrated.” and from there it spirals. suddenly he’s critiquing the guy’s acting, fashion, jawline, and entire existence like he’s on a judging panel he never signed up for.

he swears he’s not jealous. but later that night, when you’re in bed and he’s holding you a little tighter than usual — arms wrapped around your waist like he’s scared you’ll disappear — it clicks. you lean in, lips brushing the corner of his jaw, and whisper, “you’re still my favorite.” he doesn’t answer. just exhales. slow. and laces his fingers through yours like that’s all he needed to hear.

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✮ RIN ITOSHI ✮

you mention your celebrity crush so casually — something innocent like “he’s totally my type” — and rin freezes. doesn’t move. doesn’t blink. just stares ahead like you handed him a breakup letter mid-match. you don’t even realize the shift until the silence drags.“..what?” you ask. nothing. just rin, sulking in high-definition. he mutters eventually, “i just don’t get it. what do you even like about him?” voice flat. tight.

he starts scrolling through his phone with more aggression than necessary, thumbs tapping like the app personally wronged him. you end up crawling into his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, whispering, “you’re the one i want, rin.” he exhales. finally… face buried in your neck, voice muffled and stubborn when he says, “don’t talk about him again.” and yeah… you don’t. mostly because it’s kind of hot when he gets like this.

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✮ MICHAEL KAISER ✮

you’re watching an interview and casually mutter, “ugh, he’s sooo attractive,” like it’s no big deal. but that’s all it takes. kaiser snatches the remote without warning, pauses the video mid-frame, and narrows his eyes at the screen like he’s preparing to file a lawsuit. “..you mean this guy?” suddenly he’s scrolling through google images like he’s in a forensic lab, judging every photo with brutal, surgical precision.

“his jawline’s not even that sharp.”

“he wears THAT to interviews?”

“my hair’s better.”

and just to prove it, he pulls up a selfie of himself and starts comparing side profiles like he’s submitting evidence in court. he’s cocky about it — smug grin, head tilted — but you can tell he’s riled beneath the surface. because next thing you know, his arms are wrapped tight around your waist, pulling you into his lap, lips brushing your ear. “you don’t need a celebrity crush when you’ve got me,” he murmurs, voice low, dangerous, possessive. so you test him. “maybe he has better hair.” kaiser pauses. smirks. grabs your chin with that annoyingly gentle grip and leans in until your noses touch. “say that again, ..liebling. i dare you.”

© itoshiierae 2025 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ please do not modify or repost my content onto any other platforms.

[rinhaler]

Rin Itoshi and female s/o taking each other first time

omgggggg i tried to make it romantic and sweet but i do love a slutty ass dude who's in control so apologies if this isnt exactly what u wanted hehe

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, virgin!rin, virgin!reader, fingering, best friends to lovers, mutual pining, tit sucking, "just the tip" pfft, slight manipulation, brief condom use, premature ejaculation, creampie.

words: 2.9k

Your heart races as you watch Rin scroll through his phone and find some music to play. He looks so serious, though that’s nothing new. You don’t dare speak, worried you’ll say the wrong thing if you do. He looks up at you, briefly, offering a weak smile before looking through his phone again.

“We don’t have to do this, you know.” he tells you without even looking at you. You watch him as he starts hooking up his phone to the Bluetooth speaker in your room, and you shuffle uncomfortably on top of your bed.

“I want to… ‘m just scared.” you confess, breath shaking slightly as you exhale. “Do you still want to?” you wonder, feeling shy as you ask. You’re sure he wouldn’t be here if he didn’t want to, though.

Rin doesn’t do anything he has no interest in.

“Yeah.” he tells you, setting his phone down before looking back at you, finally. He’s so far away, it feels too formal. Though you assume he wants to set the pace and make sure everything is comfortable for you both before you proceed. “We agreed,”

“I know.” you nod, recalling the moment you decided as teenagers to give each other your virginities if you hadn’t lost them after you turned twenty. “Just checking.”

The concept of Rin being single, let alone a virgin, is something you can’t even begin to comprehend. You’ve been best friends with him since you could talk. You remember him having no interest in you until you forced your way into playing soccer games with him and his brother. You soon gave it up once you got what you wanted, but you’ve been inseparable ever since.

Girls have always thrown themselves at Rin, but he never cared. Not really. You remember him having one girlfriend and it never went anywhere. It only lasted three weeks. He told you the gory details of their sex lives, though. Only because you asked.

It didn’t go past hand stuff.

“I brought condoms.” he tells you, pulling a box from his bag and setting them down on the desk he’s sitting by.

“I- I’m on the pill.” you respond. “I heard it feels better without… those. But we should use them.”

“Okay, yeah.” he agrees.

“… but we don’t have to.”

“I’ll use one.” he assures you, not wanting to make you feel pressured to go raw for his benefit. Though you’re sure it would be for yours, too. “If you want me to take it off, I can do that.”

You nod, agreeing.

“This is so…” you think, searching around the room for any inspiration of a descriptor to use. He stares at you, intently, wondering what you might say. He’d never tell you, but he’s just as nervous as you are. Of course he has an edge of experience ahead of you, but he’s still clueless. He wants to make sure this is going to be nice for you.

Perfect, if possible.

“What?”

“Formal.” you shrug.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” he responds, scratching his neck as he thinks about what you told him. He looks around, feeling a little too awkward to make eye contact. “I just want to make sure everything’s going to be okay…”

“It’s fine, you’re right.” you smile, “I just thought my first time would be… romantic. It’s stupid, I’m sorry.” you shake your head, dismissing the idea.

You knew you’d end up here with him eventually. You had no intention of losing your virginity to anyone else, after all. You’ve been in love with him for years, and finding out he got a girlfriend almost killed you. It was hard hearing about how they became intimate, but you were so fucking relieved when they broke up.

He only decided to get a girlfriend because he thought you weren’t interested in him, though. You’ve always been a forbidden fruit he wouldn’t dare try to cross a line with. You’re his best friend, after all. He wouldn’t want the romantic feelings he has towards you to ruin that.

“It’s not stupid.” he assures you. “Here, pick some music.” he hands you his phone.

You start to scroll and realise you’re looking on a playlist he created aptly named sex playlist. It makes you giggle, but you don’t comment. And you don’t pay him any mind as he leaves the room while you continue searching for a song.

The boy has good taste, you soon realise.

He comes back a few minutes later with some candles from a nearby cupboard. He knows you too well. You hoard them, you always have. You get an abundance each year for Christmas and rarely use them. He starts lighting them and placing them around the room.

You finally look up as he turns the light on, the room dimly lit by the burning flames scattered around.

“Is this better? I should have gotten some rose petals or something…”

“N-No, this is fine.” you smile, “Thank you, Rinnie, this is nice.”

He clears his throat and sits beside you on your bed. You quickly hand him his phone, prompting him to lean over to place it back down on your desk.

Your heartbeat begins to increase rapidly as he faces you. You haven’t even so much as kissed before, let alone what else will follow. He reaches out to caress your face, and it takes all of your willpower to not flinch.

“R-Rin… do you, um, d-do you watch…”

“Porn? Yeah. Do you?”

His reply makes your face flush with heat and the thought of confessing your own truth makes you even hotter. You look away from him, twiddling your fingers in your lap and looking at those instead.

“I know it won’t be like that… it’s your first time. And mine.” he reminds you.

He’s always been so mature. And you’re glad he’s doing all he can to put you at ease. He puts a finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him again. You gulp, nervously, before nodding. He smirks at that.

“Good, I’m glad,” he tells you, beautiful jade eyes flickering with flames as he stares at you. “Means you know what you like.” he leans into you, an attempt to kiss which you immediately back away from. And you apologise, profusely, assuring him that you’re still a little nervous.

“I— I know guys can, you know, it can be quick… s-so don’t feel bad.”

“Don’t worry about that.” he shakes his head. “If I cum quickly, I’ll make sure you finish.”

He closes the distance between the two of you, his lips planting softly on your own. His eyes close as he loses himself to it, though you keep yours open for a little while as you process what is happening.

You’re making out with your best friend!

Though when his large, dominating hands begin to fondle your chest, you pull away entirely.

“Sorry, did I hurt you?” he wonders.

“N-No, I didn’t expect you to be so confident.” you whisper, and he kisses you again, smiling into it.

Your eyes close as you allow him to continue locking lips with you. His hand entirely gropes one of your tits and his thumb casually strokes over it. Even through the layers of your crop top and bra, you find yourself mewling softly.

He smooths his hand over the curve of your waist until he reaches the bottom of your crop top. His fingers breach upwards towards your bra, roughly groping at it and the fat of your tits.

“O-Ow.” you speak, softly.

“Sorry,” he whispers back, “Can I take your top off?” he asks between continuous kisses.

“Uh-huh.” you nod, dumbly.

He breaks the kiss to quickly pull your crop top over your head. His lips attach to yours again almost instantly as he starts to fiddle with your bra. He stops kissing you, again, to look over your shoulder so that he can undo the clasp. You gasp when he finally unhooks it, keeping the pink material against your chest to preserve your modesty.

“Can I see?” he asks, his eyes moving between yours and your hands. You hum, nervously, but nod. He helps you pull down your straps as you keep the material held firmly against your chest. Sighing, slightly panic in your voice as you strip the material away. “Fuuuuck…” he mutters to himself, adjusting his hardening cock in his pants as he looks at you.

“You should take something off.” you suggest before he can kiss you again. He immediately pulls his t-shirt over his head, tousling his hair back into place right after.

You continue to moan against his lips when he kisses you again. And they only get louder as he kisses down your neck whilst flicking his thumb over your pebbled nipple. He grunts against your skin, battling on whether he should say something to you or stay silent.

He’d hate to ruin the mood.

“Are you hard yet?” you ask him, your shy demeanour leaving you as you lose yourself to the sensation of his hands caressing your body. “S-Should we do it?”

“Wanna feel?” he asks, not waiting for an answer as he pulls your hand towards the bulge in his jeans, moaning immediately from the contact. “Look what you’ve done to me.” he laughs, pulling you closer and hooking one of your legs over his own.

He scratches the back of his nails up your thigh, stopping just short of dipping under your skirt as you shiver from the touch. His eyes find yours, kissing you reassuringly.

“Can I feel you?” he wonders, and, of course, you nod. His fingers disappear under your pleated skirt, quickly cupping your panty-clad mound. He barely gasps when he comes into contact with your panties. “You’re so wet…”

“S-Stop…” you reply, shyly, “s’embarrassing…” you tell him.

“You need to be wet for me,” he responds, that big, logical, brain of his immediately putting you in your place. Reminding you that he is the one with a little more experience and you need to listen to him. “You’ll be so tight… even for a finger.”

He forces your body down, flat against the bed and flips up your skirt. The cute triangular shape of your panties makes his cock throb, and he moves them into the crease of your thigh.

“Tell me if it hurts…” he requests, staring into your eyes as deft fingers come into contact with sopping flesh. He runs them through your folds, and you jolt when a finger tip grazes your clit. He moves it towards your hole, slowly teasing around it before pushing in. He stops, quickly, when you yelp. “Sorry, I’ll go slower. Hold onto me.” he instructs, a hand wraps around his bicep and squeezes as he continues to plunge his longer finger deep inside.

“Kiss me,” you whimper, pathetically. He drops his head so that your lips can meet again. He devours the moans and cries you emit as he curls his finger in and out of you. It feels odd, but not unpleasant. It’s still painful but it begins to subside.

“Gonna add another, okay?” he asks, and you nod. You hiss, instantly, hands flying down to pull his away. “Sh, sh sh, I’ll go slow again, okay? Gotta be able to take them or we can’t fuck.”

You fight back tears as the stretch begins to sting. He sinks his head lower, taking one of your hardened nipples into his mouth. Your back arches off the bed slightly, coaxing him to look up at you. And then he remembers all of articles he’s read. All of the research he’s done.

He even thinks about his teammates talking about sex.

“You have to worship the clit.” he recalls one of them saying.

He pulls away from your tit, briefly, to line his thumb up with your clit and apply pressure. He circles it carefully, monitoring your expressions as he does. You yelp, trying to close your legs, but he opens them back up with his free hand.

“Are you gonna cum?” he wonders.

“It’s too much, Rinnie!” you gasp, skin tightening over your knuckles until they turn white as you grip the sheets. “S-Slow down, please! S’too much!” you cry, unable to hold back your tears any longer.

He doesn’t relent, however. Hoping the way your body trembles means you’re about to cream all over his fingers. It was an achievement he never reached with his ex without her assistance. She showed him how and where to touch to make her cum. But you’re not her. You’re perfect.

You gasp, breathlessly, as your pussy begins to tighten around his fingers. Your clit throbs as he teases it just right and you begin to cum hard and fast for him. He kisses between the valley of your breaths, whispering sweet nothings as you reach your peak and plummet back down to earth. He slows down his ministrations as you begin to shudder and twitch from the after shocks, looking up at you adoringly when you start to calm down.

“Good?” he asks.

“Very,” you pant, laughing lightly as you find your sense again. “Rinnie…” you speak, your confident bravado disappearing again as you feel naked and exposed.

“Yeah?”

“Promise me… promise you’re a virgin, too…” you say, looking up at the ceiling. You feel too needy and desperate as you speak. But that was too good for him to not know what’s he’s doing. He’s seriously only done that once on another girl? It’s a little hard to believe.

“I promise. Was it really that good?” he smirks. He kisses both of your nipples softly before sucking his fingers clean of your juices. “I’ve been preparing… reading about stuff. Asking advice. I’ve told you everything I’ve done, I swear.”

He stands up, unbuttoning his jeans and kicking off his shoes at the same time. He pulls of his jeans and underwear in the same movement, revealing his large, blushing cock.

“We don’t have to do this.” he assures you, picking up a condom from your desk and tearing the foil with his teeth. He rolls it down his length, the rubbery sheen covers the pretty pink colour of his dick. “Do you want to stop?”

“Um,” you think about it. He’s asking as if he isn’t already raring to go. You look between his erection and his intimidating stare as you think about what to say.

“What about just the tip?” he asks. And at that, you nod. He reaches under your skirt and pulls down your panties to ogle your drippy cunt one more time. He feels himself throb at the thought of splitting your virgin hole open on his fat cock. He’s always known he was big, and he really doesn’t want to hurt you. He can only hope his fingering was enough prep before you rob each other of your innocence for good.

He lines up his cockhead with your virgin slot as he cages you in beneath his wide frame. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss you, your moan semi silenced as he pushes his tip in.

Oh God this isn’t enough.

He knew he’d need more.

Just a little more.

He pushes in a bit further, and you pull your lips away from his to voice your concern.

“H-Hurts,” you tell him. “You’re really big.” you inflate his ego further, earning another inch of his cock.

He can’t help it, you’re spurring him on!

And he can only imagine how much better you’d feel wrapped around him without this stupid fucking rubber on. He stops pushing when you place your palms on his shoulders, forcing him to pull back a little. “Is it the condom, Rin? Is it t-too dry?” you wonder, batting your eyelashes up at him so innocently.

“Yes.” he replies, without hesitation. “I’ll take it off.”

He pulls out of you instantly. He hisses a little as he pulls at the condom too hard and it snaps back. He decides to push it up from the base of his cock, lining up with your cunt again right after.

And it’s like you’re made for him as he pushes in. He smothers any whimper you can make with a searing kiss. You feel his tongue slip into your mouth as he pushes in further and further until there’s nothing left to give.

You’re crying, again, not expecting to feel so much so soon.

“God, you’re beautiful.” he praises you. He moves his hips, slowly. His cockhead unintentionally nudges against your soft spot with every rut. The blinding pleasure prevents you from telling him, once again, that it hurts and it’s too much. “I know I said just the tip, jus’ feel so good, princess.” he whispers delicately against your skin.

And, as expected, he doesn’t last long.

A few pathetic strokes of his cock inside of you have him spilling thick spurts of white cream into your unprotected walls. He collapses on top of you, panting violently as he stuffs you full.

He was so backed up before this. He masturbates, of course, but not as much as the average guy. You’ve had this planned for a few weeks, now, so he decided to abstain so he could really enjoy feeling you for the first time.

“Fuck, ‘m sorry. Should have jerked off before I came over.”

“It’s okay.” you tell him, fingers mussing through his hair as you come to terms with the fact that you’ve finally lost your virginity, to your best friend of all people.

“I need to fuck you again,” he confesses, your fingers stop as you look down at him.

“W- now?”

“Soon,” he corrects you. “I want to taste you first.”

© 2023 rinhaler

[txrully]

hii can I request blue lock boys comforting their s/o thats on her period? (if your uncomfy w this than jst ignore it)

Thank you! 💕💕

YOU'RE MY COMFORT!

·˚ ༘ ꒱ summary when they comfort their s/o who's on her period

·˚ ༘ ꒱ characters isagi yoichi , bachira meguru , itoshi rin , nagi seishiro , mikage reo , chigiri hyoma , hiori yo , shidou ryusei , itoshi sae , michael kaiser , alexis ness

·˚ ༘ ꒱ warning fem!reader implied , lowercase intended

·˚ ༘ ꒱ a/n eeeek i took a kinda long hiatus after exams so sorry this was late- TT

·˚ ༘ ꒱ isagi yoichi

isagi would be so sweettttt. like he’s 100% the type to google how to make your girlfriend feel better on her period and then go overboard. he shows up at your door with snacks, a hot water bottle, and a look of absolute determination.

“babe, i got chocolate, tea, and this random teddy bear i found. will that help??”

he also tries to distract you with soccer highlights and ends up ranting about strategy while you just cuddle into him. lwk adorable.

"yoichi, i don’t need all this, i’m fine—"

"nope. it’s my job to make sure you’re 100% okay!"

"…you’re too much."

"too much in love with you? absolutely."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ bachira meguru

bachira treats your period like it’s an adventure. he calls it “battle week” and declares himself your knight in shining armor. he’s running around like a maniac, making you laugh so hard you forget the pain.

he also makes you random art to cheer you up. one time, he drew a stick figure comic of you fighting a “period dragon” with a sword made of chocolate. you almost cried laughing.

"meguru, what is this??"

"you slaying your period. literally."

"you’re so dumb… but i love it."

"mission accomplished!!!!! >:D "

·˚ ༘ ꒱ itoshi rin

rin is… awkward. but he triessss. when you first tell him, he just blinks and goes, "okay. what do you need?" and when you say “nothing,” he goes into silent problem-solving mode.

he might not say much, but he’ll keep you company, bring you your favorite drinks, and make sure you’re comfortable. he’s like a walking checklist. it’s so sweet how seriously he takes it.

"rin, you don’t have to—"

"you said you have a headache, so i’m staying until it stops."

"you’re so stubborn-"

"you’re welcome."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ nagi seishiro

nagi is… so chill. you tell him you’re on your period, and he’s like, "oh. okay. do you wanna nap?" because in his mind, that fixes everything.

but the second you actually need something? he’s ( surprisingly ) up and moving faster than you thought possible. he’ll even let you steal his hoodie and hog all the blankets.

"sei, can you pass me the—"

"already got it. now come back to bed."

"why are you so good at this???"

"because i'm used to this by now."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ mikage reo

reo treats it like a high-stakes situation. he buys you EVERYTHING—snacks, heating pads, your favorite drinks, and even a blanket that looks like a giant burrito.

“what else do you need? should i call a doctor? a masseuse? build you a pillow fort?”

he’s over the top ( *cough* more than usual *cough* ), but it’s so sweet you can’t even be mad.

"reo, you don’t need to do all this—"

"yes, i do. you’re in pain, and i don’t like it."

"you’re insane."

"insanely in love with you, yep."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ chigiri hyoma

chigiri is so calm and collected about it. he’s like, “i got this.” he makes you tea, rubs your back, and lets you vent about how annoying it all is.

he also takes you on peaceful walks or sits with you by the window, brushing your hair and talking about random things to keep your mind off the cramps. it’s giving romance movie vibes.

"hyoma, you’re like… weirdly good at this."

"i have a sister. i’ve trained for this moment."

"oh my god, of course you have."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ hiori yo

hiori is the gentlest bean. he’s like, “do you need anything? want me to get you soup? should we watch your favorite movie?” he’s so soft and accommodating, it’s almost ridiculous.

he also writes you little notes to cheer you up, like: “you’re stronger than cramps 💪 i believe in you!!”

"hiori, this note is so cheesy—"

"but did it make you smile?"

"…yeah, it did."

"then it worked. :D "

·˚ ༘ ꒱ shidou ryusei

shidou is chaotic as ever, but surprisingly… thoughtful? he shows up with junk food, a heating pad, and an attitude like, “let’s beat this period’s ass together.”

he’s also the type to jokingly pick a fight with your u t e r u s ( you read that right ), yelling things like: “how dare you hurt my girl?! square up, you coward!” it’s dumb, but it works.

"ryu, stop yelling at my uterus—"

"not until it apologizes."

"you’re so stupid."

"but you’re laughing, so i win."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ itoshi sae

sae is quietly attentive. he doesn’t say much, but he notices everything—like the way you hold your stomach or wince when you move. suddenly, you’ve got a hot water bottle and your favorite drink in your hand, no explanation needed.

he’ll sit with you in comfortable silence, scrolling on his phone until you’re ready to talk. it’s subtle, but you feel so cared for.

"sae, you didn’t have to get all this—"

"you’re in pain. of course i did."

"…thanks."

"don’t mention it."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ michael kaiser

kaiser is so dramatic about it. the second you tell him, he’s like, “mein gott, my poor love! what can i do?!” he acts like you're about to be taken from him.

but honestly? he’s surprisingly good at making you laugh and keeping your spirits up. he’ll even let you boss him around for the day.

"michael, stop being so dramatic—"

"i can’t help it! your pain is my pain!"

"you’re ridiculous."

"and you love me for it."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ alexis ness

ness is the sweetest little bean. he immediately offers to make you tea and snuggle on the couch with your favorite blanket. he’s like a human heater—so warm and comforting.

he also sends you texts like, “you’re doing amazing, sweetheart 💖 cramps don’t stand a chance against you!” pure angel.

"ness, you’re being so extra—"

"only because you deserve it!"

"you’re such a dork."

"your dork 🥰."

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[dollyichi]

quick question……..do you think rin is a munch because there’s no doubt in my mind that he isn’t 😮‍💨

anon hell yeah he is!!! LIKE HE IS

he’s so good at giving head because that’s all he likes to do. you’re on his bed and suddenly it’s tunnel vision for him—he’s spreading your legs and diving in, can’t wait even, just moving your panties to the side. blowing on your clit that gets you to twitch and squirm. he’s already holding you down on your thighs and suckin on your sweet bud.

panty sucker rin too like it doesn’t matter… feels even better for him when you’re asking him for it.

moaning against your cunt just for that extra friction that he knows drives you crazy. he’s so into eating you out btw. fucking you with his fingers too that’s has your hole gushing on him. gets all cocky cause you’re so wet and he’s not talking about your pussy covered with his spit 😗 but at the end of the day i think he likes using his dick more but 😝🤗 yes certified munch 100% because anything he could get from your pussy is already a gift from the gods

big on eye contact too because he likes whenever your face contorts from the pleasure. when he just sticks out his tongue and you’re grinding against it… always ends up with his chin covered in your slick and his spit.

biggest munch though is isagi but that might be the cause of favoritism but he’s eating u out all the time… cause he likes it when you’re suffocating him with your thighs please give this man your pussy plspls [ ISAGI VERSION — HERE ]

[kxsagi]

MY SHAYLAAAAAAAAA

i love how baby rin was this cute kid with long bottom eyelashes that never had a brain cell and now he's this grown boy that people make edits of to love potions and the weeknd and the neighbourhood

[lavendermin]

mii 💞!! for your warm-up can i ask for rin with “masquerade ball” ??¿

Alice he makes me feel feint like a sick Victorian noblewoman I need to bite him so badly aughhh

lieutenant itoshi rin x aristocrat reader, afab + fem reader

warnings | suggestive toward the end, alcohol, somewhat regency au I suppose

The dance hall music pours out of the large, glass balcony doors in the distance heard even from the guest room balcony you’ve hid yourself away across the courtyard. You watch a few stray figures from time to time sneak off toward the winding garden maze in the center. Newfound lovers or a spur-of-the-moment rendezvous, surely. It’s what these masquerade balls are for, after all.

Marriage. It makes your stomach lurch.

You take another sip of the drink you’ve been nursing, the cool night breeze a relief to your alcohol-warmed cheeks.

The door of the room creaks open, expecting house staff to be checking in on you again. After all, your lame excuse was feeling feint and dizzy and needing some space for a bit.

A deep voice greets you instead.

“Sick on an important night,” Rin criticizes as soon as the door clicks shut behind him.

You whip around at the sound of his voice, caught red handed. The champagne in your flute almost spills from the scare.

Despite the masquerade mask he still dons, it’s hard to forget deep ocean teals that render your soul bare. He looks divine, clad in a regal white suit with his ranking’s emblems.

“Lieutenant, I–” Your words fail momentarily, heart still racing—from the scare or something else, you cannot say.

Rin cuts you off, arms crossed. “So, are you sick or not?”

There’s a sternness in his gaze and beneath it all, a genuine worry as his eyes take you in. It’s a tough call with both of you still donning intricate masks framing your eyes—forced into a guessing game.

“Sick of these dreadful courting assemblies they repackage as an elegant ball,” you scoff, turning back to face the dancing hall.

If nothing, at least the cool night air will help the heat still high on your cheeks. His presence doesn’t help.

“I heard a lord from the province over was searching for you tonight,” Rin comments, sidling up to you on the balcony. His eyes are unreadable though there’s a hardness there you catch momentarily before it softens with a clear of his throat. “You look… nice.”

You stare at him from the corner of your eye, frowning.

“Why are you bringing this up?” You ignore his compliment, letting your heart feast on that for now before you read into it.

“You’re hiding from him, are you not?”

You down the rest of the drink and toss the glass down below into a sea of bushes. It shatters, a faint sound in the night, but enough to send a couple running with breathless gasps and unkempt hair.

“So what if I am? I can keep playing this hiding game as long as I can milk it,” you argue with a shrug. “I don’t like being hunted down at these stupid masquerade balls by hungry suitors I don’t even know. I can’t marry someone I only just met tonight—it’s insanity. And that lord is like seventy years old.”

Rin’s eyes linger on you for longer than you can bear. There’s guilt that sits low in your gut. A severe scolding would await you from your mother in the next few days. But no scolding or lashing will deter you from hiding out in a guest room at the next ball. Not when your family’s newfound wealth has garnered the attention it has. You refuse to be a fish out for sale at a market with these masquerades meant to marry off women to old, sleazy, rich bastards.

A stiff silence hangs in the air, the chirp of crickets and far-off laughter from the gardens fills in its gaps.

“Marry me.”

Rin doesn’t allow you a moment to process his proposal before he’s crowding you against the balcony ledge, a hand on either side caging you close to him. Unable to escape his raw feelings he puts on display. The few too many drinks in your system makes you feel oriented enough to ask stupid questions.

“Lieutenant Itoshi, what are you–”

“Captain. It’s Captain Itoshi now. But for you, just Rin. Don’t make me a stranger,” he all but pleads. “Not when I’ve worked so hard to be someone for you.”

Your mouth hangs open, unable to form a response and your heart feels like it’ll burst right out of the stupid corset you were squeezed into. His eyes drop to your lips and it’s enough of an invitation for him to seek an answer with a kiss. It’s hard not to lean into it, not when he leads you easily and makes you dizzy with his tongue against yours. It’s gentle yet commanding, something that’s all too him.

Rin takes his mask off now, pulling away only briefly.

“And soon, I hope it’ll be yours that you’ll call me instead. Only yours. I can give you the life you deserve now. So–”

“Yes,” you cut him off breathlessly.

Rin blinks, losing momentum. His face sets into his familiar frown. “What?”

You drag him back down against you, biting his lip and seeking more as your tongue dances across his lip until he grants you access. There’s a barely held restraint now as you both eye the guest room bed behind him. He feeds into your whims quite easily. Always has.

“Yes, just—shut up and kiss me. Mark me,” you plead, a tremble of relief and excitement coursing through you. “Yours. Only yours. I want them all to know.”

He follows your gaze to the lively masquerade dance hall. The moonlight catches on the intricate necklace around your neck—how it complements the expanse of your unmarked chest.

With the night still young, the masquerade ball will still be ongoing until the sun’s early rise. Rin’s mouth begins to water as you lead him by the hand back into the guest room to the plush bed.

[kumeramen]

More ShiSaku school & sport AU 📚⚾️ Previous arts [ i | ii ]

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[etoiile]

MYSTERY MAN

starring itoshi rin!

synopsis: you decide to go watch rin's football practice for the first time, much to his delight. his teammates struggle to figure out who you are and what you've done to their usually very grumpy rin.

requested by @checkoutmyflow! i hope i did your rq justice ^^

notes: first time completing a request! sorry for the wait >.< ALSO this is gn!reader :)

admittedly, you weren't much of a football fan, even though your boyfriend was a professional college player. you didn't really understand the sport, as you hadn't played it since second grade gym class, but for some reason, you had decided that today, on this sunny tuesday afternoon, you were going to drop by rin's practice alongside a football-for-dummies book to watch and hopefully learn a little about the sport he was so enamored with.

it would appear that they were in the middle of a practice match, as his teammates and him were wearing different colored pennies, and there was someone keeping score on a whiteboard.

you sat down on the bleachers quietly, not wanting to distract anyone from the game. your eyes scanned the field quickly, almost instantly finding rin's unique dark green hair. you tried your best to keep up with what was happening, quickly flipping through your book whenever someone did something cool to try and find it, but it proved to be quite difficult, and you found yourself very confused at the sport's intricacies.

despite your lack of understanding, the one thing you could observe and comprehend was how alive rin looked whilst playing. he was sweating, shit-talking, and scrambling around the field non-stop, clearly very tired, but his eyes had a certain glimmer to them that you didn't get to see often, and he moved around the field with immaculate grace and precision. you watched as he skillfully maneuvered around the field and how he seemed to be able to calculate exactly where his opponent would go. you didn't have to understand the sport to know that this field was a place where itoshi rin shined like no other.

rin took hold of the ball and began dashing across the field with it, his shiny hair blowing behind him. his eyes began darting around the field, his brain taking in and calculating every factor necessary to victory.

his brain certainly didn't expect to see you, his lovely s/o who knows nothing about football, sitting on the bleachers.

your eyes made contact for a brief moment before rin tripped over his own feet and flew forward, making literally everybody on the field stop what they were doing.

a brief moment of silence washed over the field before laughter soon took its place, his teammates jogging over to him asking if he was ok, and what the hell just happened as they howled in mirth.

he grumbled some excuse with red cheeks as he looked away, clearly very mortified. his coach decided to call a break, seeing as everyone had already stopped playing, and he grabbed his water before practically sprinting over to you.

"y/n," he breathed as he came to a stop in front of you, puffing a little from fatigue. "you're here."

you giggled. "hi, rin. i thought i should come watch one of your practices. i want to get to know all the aspects of your life, after all."

he leaned in closer to you to brush his hand against yours as you two chatted a bit. anyone could see the way his eyes softened as you spoke and how his shoulders relaxed at your every move. anyone even being his pretty-damn-stupid team.

in the distance, bachira, isagi, chigiri, nagi, and reo murmured amongst themselves, wondering about who you were - the mystery person mr. im-better-than-you-and-grumpy-all-the-time rin looked so happy to see.

"his sibling, maybe?"

"nah, i'm pretty sure sae is his only sibling."

"oh! what about his parent, then?"

"dude, do you have eyes? way too hot to be a parent."

"his lover, maybe?"

there were a solid 5 seconds of silence before they burst out into laughter once more.

"get out. itoshi rin, an s/o? no way in hell, dude."

"i doubt he could even keep anyone for more than a month. they'd get tired of his attitude real quick and leave just as fast."

"rin-chan probably isn't capable of loving anyone, after all."

despite their adamant denial of your relationship with rin, they could all notice rin's demeanor. he looked happier, more at ease, gentler, kinder, and overall, he looked like a normal person. who were you, and what had you done to their rin?

coach blew his whistle, and they watched as you gestured for him to get back with his team. they then watched with their jaws on the floor as he, itoshi rin, POUTED and SWEETLY PLANTED A KISS on your forehead before jogging off.

they all exchanged looks of pure shock as rin jogged back to them.

they all gave him a shocked look as he raised a brow.

"...what?"

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[wabatle]

𓆩⚝𓆪 — Sweet Venom 01: who the hell is that?

warnings: lots and lots of kys jokes 😿, Kaiser has a toxic friend group (but you could've guessed that)

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[chokisei]

11:20 PM — itoshi rin

genre: angst, angst no comfort. gn!reader.

synopsis: when the clock hits 11:20 PM, rin is reminded of the events that took place earlier that day. the fateful memories that now stick with him unravel.

word count: 0.8K

warnings: profanity/harsh language, using insecurities, insults, self-wallowing, illusions to break ups. (not proofread !)

—

heavy breaths are the only thing that can be described as heard in the silent room. rin finds it difficult to breathe, the walls feeling tighter, as if closing in on him. he dreads the feeling, however he's only reminded that he was the cause of this mess, evident by the way dried tears streak down his cheeks. with his head buried in his hands and his heart heavy, he recalls the events that occurred before this.

he feels numb yet so utterly disgusted with himself and the way he spoke to you. the words spewed out from his mouth echo around in his brain like a broken record. he wants to throw up. he can't take the antagonizing ache in his chest.

—

it'd been a couple hours since he'd gone out to practice. you knew how much the burden of soccer and aiming to be better than his older brother was weighing him down. this didn't come as a surprise when he entered your shared home, frustrated and fuming.

this routine happened almost daily. he'd flop down on the couch while you approached him, sitting right next to your lover. however, today seemed a tad bit different. you had noticed that he didn't turn to acknowledge you like usual, but you continued on with your routine: asking about his day.

when you didn't illicit a response from him, eyebrows were immediately raised. "babe? are you listening? i asked how your day was," you tried again. still, not a sound came from the man sitting beside you. puzzled, you took a different approach, wrapping your arms around him.

only to be shoved off by an annoyed groan. "seriously, rin? at least have the decency to reply to my questions then," you huffed, now growing equally frustrated. however, nothing could've prepared you for what'd you'd hear next.

"you're so damn clingy and annoying. can't you tell that today wasn't the right day to pry? why can't you ever mind your own business?" his waning patience finally snapped. you hadn't even registered all his words, too shocked to even realize.

when they finally implanted in your head, you felt a mix of hurt and anger. it wasn't fair, you were only trying to comfort your boyfriend, not asking for a mouthful of insults. too stunned to speak, you could only mutter somewhere between a gasp and a scoff.

he took this as a sign to continue. "what? cat got your tongue? maybe you should always be like this and give me some damn peace and silence. i don't even know why i bother with you." each word he spoke was like another blow to your already fragile heart.

you felt the warm, salty tears as they started pouring, making their way down your utterly disappointed face. "what are you saying? i'm your girlfriend for god's sake, what do you mean 'why do you even bother'?" you couldn't believe this was the same man who adamantly professed his love for you just earlier this morning.

no. the man sitting beside you now was a completely different person. "i mean you're so fucking irritating! you always leech onto me like some lovesick puppy! i can't have one moment of silence with you!" his voice raised several octaves now.

when you thought it couldn't get worse, the insults he just threw twisted the knife that already pierced your heart. you let the tears and sniffles flow freely, feeling nothing more than dejection. is this what the man you called your boyfriend really thought of you? ouch.

the two of you stared at each other in a moment of tense silence. "fine..." you muttered, "i'm sorry for every moment i cared for you. i'm sorry for even bothering to ask about your days. i guess you just see me as nothing more than a bother, don't you? you just want to be alone, don't you?" you laughed bitterly.

and when he didn't seem to deny your words, that's when you knew something had changed. you knew something was going to change today as well.

—

it hit him all at once. now nothing was in the room beside him and his presence alone. he felt empty, but isn't that what he asked for? no, it was simply too eerie for his liking. he misses you.

he curses at himself, why couldn't he just control his anger today? you didn't deserve it, not one bit, yet he directed it all toward you. he acted like a fool, a complete moron. despite all of his regret now, there's no way he could go back in time to fix his wrongdoings.

it spoke volumes now that he was all alone. he looked up for the first time since. he noticed the way all your stuff was missing from the home you once shared. it made him feel even lonelier, the realization sinking in that you were actually gone.

he'd let you slip away from him, all due to the nasty words he couldn't keep in. when the clock strikes 11:20 PM, itoshi rin is once again reminded of the solitude he resides in. the consequences of his actions serving as a silent but effective reminder.

[dreamisols]

random texts with bf! rin itoshi

—fluff, crack, rin is soft for you, rin uses emojis only with you, sae cameo, i made this an au free of itoshi angst for my sanity

01. he is a big baby

02. rin knows your orders by heart btw

03. rin “acts of service” itoshi

04. he would go along with your shenanigans

05. 🤝

06. adopted cat daughter

07. he can be a meanie sometimes 😞

08. :( <3

09. isagi always ends up knowing all sorts of drama

10. sae “my brother is hopeless (in love)” itoshi

please don’t steal or repost my work!

[rinhaler]

imagine virgin!Rin losing himself to experienced!reader, and him accidentally cuming in his pants just seeing your tits for the first time, and sucks on them as if he’s a fucking new born.. holy shit

-🌹

I am not a cherry chaser in the least but hope this satisfies u 🫶🏽 also the way that u sent this in almost a year ago I am so sorry LOL

warnings: 18+ MDNI, virgin!rin, dry humping, premature ejaculation, tit sucking.

words: .3k

The man who everyone thinks is a total playboy because of his looks is actually a total novice in bed. You’re his first real girlfriend, he’s never been interested in dating until you.

You didn’t realise it was all baseless rumours until your first time together. You both agreed to go slow because every time you rush with guys you always end up getting dumped. You didn’t want to lose him though, you’ve been crushing on him for so long.

You're put in the mood by a movie you were watching together with a steamy sex scene, and you decide you've waited long enough! He doesn't stop you, either, probably thinking the same as you. It's been a while, you don't want to deprive yourselves of each other anymore.

He holds your hips as you grind against him, your little sleep shorts bunching up as he grabs in a bid to maintain composure through it. Your tits bounce lightly with each purposeful roll, and you don't think you've ever felt a dick so hard. The gentle jiggle of your breasts and the material of sticky shorts dampening his sweats almost has him losing it.

You bite your lip as his hair clings to his dampened forehead, your own body heat rising as you run your fingers through his hair and move it out of the way for him. It's too much, then, you throw off your vest and your tits are like heaven to him. You're taken aback as he cums in his sweatpants, but you carry on dry humping him through it all, utterly transfixed at the sight of seeing him cum for the very first time.

As he comes down, you don't even get the chance to ask him if you're his first. He bucks his hips up into you until you fall forward, his lips latching around one nipple while he tweaks the other roughly.

He's careless, completely losing himself to the knowledge that your body is now his. He can play with you as much as you'll let him, he wants you to mold him into your perfect man.

But for now, he can't get enough of your juicy tits.

© 2024 rinhaler

[txrully]

Hi Hi !!! I really love your fics

Can I request a gn reader who loves to manhandle the BL boys (Kinda like aggressive affection).

Thank you, and have a good day :D

CANT ESCAPE MY AFFECTION!

·˚ ༘ ꒱ summary bluelock boys with an s/o who loves aggressive affection

·˚ ༘ ꒱ characters isagi yoichi , bachira meguru , itoshi rin , nagi seishiro , mikage reo , chigiri hyoma , hiori yo , shidou ryusei , itoshi sae , michael kaiser , alexis ness

·˚ ༘ ꒱ warning lowercase intended , gn reader

·˚ ༘ ꒱ a/n idk how - but im pretty sure this flopped :sob: so sorry nonnie :( <3

·˚ ༘ ꒱ isagi yoichi

isagi is kind of taken aback at first, because he’s more used to subtle affection (kinda), but when you pull him into a bear hug and start giving him smothering kisses, he’s so down.

he’s always flustered, trying to return the affection but not quite knowing how to keep up with your energy. when you go in for a kiss, he literally freezes, and you have to drag him in.

"yoichi, c'mere, i don't bite! >:/ "

"w-wait, can’t you, uh, just take it slow- 🥲"

"nope, i'm coming for you whether you like it or not!"

"i... okay? 😅"

·˚ ༘ ꒱ bachira meguru

bachira lives for it. he’s all about that playful, chaotic love. he’ll give you the most dramatic responses and egg you on.

if you get overly affectionate, he’ll tease you by trying to run away and play “catch me if you can,” but then he’ll let you tackle him because he loves the aggressive attention. it’s like his personal sport.

"bachira, i'm not letting you go today!"

"haha, i can totally outrun you! try me!"

"watch me catch you!"

"ah, you did it! but only because i let you."

"you're so annoying, i’m kissing you anyway."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ itoshi rin

to put it simply... rin’s not used to this level of affection ( at all ), but once he realizes you’re serious about it, he melts 🫠. he’ll let you drag him into all the kisses, but he might act like he’s annoyed at first.

he’ll do that thing where he crosses his arms and smirks while you’re all over him, but secretly, he’s a little soft on the inside. once you start kissing his neck or leaning on him aggressively, he’s completely done for.

"ew, stop that."

"i’m literally hugging you wdym. D:"

"do it again."

"i- fine by me."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ nagi seishiro

nagi is lwk confused at first ( :x face and all ), but when you pounce on him and wrap your arms around his neck, he just goes with the flow. he’s so relaxed and chill about the whole thing, and honestly? he really likes being adored.

he might just let you do all the aggressive cuddling, because it’s easier than fighting you. if you push for more, he’ll pretend to be a little annoyed, but in reality, he’s soaking up every moment.

"sei, you’re stuck with me today, deal with it."

"can i, like, not deal with it?"

"nope, too bad."

"…fine. i’ll just enjoy the cuddles."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ mikage reo

reo is the most dramatic when it comes to aggressive affection, but he’s secretly obsessed with it. if you hug him from behind and cover his face in kisses, he’s all “oh no, how will i survive?” but he loves it.

he might complain, but he’s always the first to pull you closer and make sure you’re comfortable. even if he’s acting all sophisticated, he’s a softie for your wild love.

"reo, i’m not done yet!"

"oh nooo, i’m going to be suffocated by love!"

"you’re so dramatic."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ chigiri hyoma

chigiri is a bit flustered at first because he’s not sure how to handle all your aggressive affection, but he’ll warm up to it. he loves being loved—he just needs a moment to process.

if you’re all over him, he’ll take it in stride. he’ll laugh it off and act cool, but you can totally tell he’s enjoying it. maybe he gets a little shy when you shower him with kisses, but he definitely melts into your arms when you do.

"chigiri, you’re not getting away today!"

"what do you mean? i’m always getting away!"

"not today, my love."

"you’re a menace." ( lovingly )

·˚ ༘ ꒱ hiori yo

hiori is soft about it. like- he doesn’t even try to escape. you could probably lift him off the ground with a hug, and he’d just be like “okay, this is happening.”

he loves the attention, and he’s so gentle back, giving you the same level of affection in return. he might blush a bit, but he’s more than happy to let you shower him with attention.

"yo, hiori, you're stuck with me."

"uh-huh, i’m fine with that."

"you’re so cute when you get all shy."

"you’re the cute one here."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ shidou ryusei

shidou absolutely thrives in this environment. he loves being manhandled, basically. if you aggressively kiss his neck or give him a bear hug, he’s probably gonna pretend to act like he’s annoyed, but secretly? he’s loving it.

he might challenge you, though. like, “you think you can take me on?” but deep down, he’s ready to be held, kissed, and adored however you want.

"i’m gonna keep kissing you until you can’t breathe."

"oh? bring it on, i’ll kiss you back harder."

"you’re such a brat."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ itoshi sae

sae acts as cool as ever, but when you pull him into a tight hug and kiss him aggressively, he’s completely unbothered. he won’t show it, but you can tell he really likes it.

he might keep his face neutral, but his hands are definitely moving to pull you in closer, and he’ll even wrap his arm around you to make sure you stay put. he won’t say it, but he’s so happy to be adored by you.

"you’re clingy today .. more than usual."

"you bet i am. deal with it."

"oh well."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ michael kaiser

kaiser is such a dramatic baby. he acts like he’s too important for aggressive affection, but the second you throw yourself at him, he’s all “yes, this is exactly what i wanted.”

he makes a big show of rolling his eyes, but you know he’s loving every second of it. he even tries to one-up you sometimes, like, “you think you’re the only one who can be aggressive with love?” and then he’ll pin you down in return.

"i’m gonna smother you with kisses, just you wait."

"pfft, i dare you."

"watch me."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ alexis ness

ness might seem shy about your affection at first, but he’s totally into it. he doesn’t push you away, but he might give you the sweetest smile when you throw yourself at him.

he’ll pull you in and let you cuddle him as much as you want, and when you kiss him all over his face, he’ll blush like crazy but still hold you tight.

"ness, stop looking so cute while i’m trying to kiss you."

"i can’t help it… :') "

"you’re gonna be the death of me."

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[dollyichi]

i heard messy sex with rin and i can’t stop thinking—

I SWEAR MESSY SEX IS ALWAYS SO ROMANTIC TO ME!!!!!

i just love the clear distinction of him being so clean and precise on the field that whenever he’s with you he doesn’t have to be all that. there’s just something about making love to your that is just a gateway to expressing more of how he feel about you and him just being messy, letting spit all over him, your juices all over him, and his on you it’s a ‘keep feeling me’ type of thing.

of course it became that way because you taught him that! not necessarily only through sex, but his feelings always overflow it’s a really great outlet for him !!

doesn’t care if the both of you are covered in sweat or how damp the sheets are. he’ll keep going till he’s satisfied that he’s ‘told you everything’ that he wanted you to know.

he’s a tongue sucker too!!!!!! i just know.

lots of open mouth kisses and your slicks stickin on both your thighs idk it’s just so messy and a little nasty but the good kind that has you sighing with a smile after. don’t worry though he cleans up really well, after eating you out one last time though <3

[kxsagi]

In the manga, even when Rin grows up and goes through puberty, he has chubby cheeks like he did when he was kid🥹🥹

(Even when he looks scary, the cheeks are still there)

But unfortunately, it's not as prominent in the anime..

i think this edit is the perfect response to your ask:

[nagipoem]

Any favorite friendships in bllk besides within reonagiri?

omg thank u for asking!! ok so some of my favs are ...

barou & chigiri ... i love the epi nagi stuff we get of them and they feel like such bros !!! i headcanon they remind each other of their respective siblings. they also probs respect each other a lot while still having a lot they can learn from each other (chigiri learning from how barou takes care of his body and hones his talent, barou learning how chigiri doesn't let his talent keep him from being with others)

reo & shidou ... fun as a messy slightly toxic relationship even more fun as a completely platonic ship in which shidou is nonstop flirting with reo and reo cannot handle it. I feel like shidou's whole freedom and independence thing would be really admirable from reo's pov as someone trapped by the expectations of others

nagi & bachira ... we did not get enough of them in the manga im praying on my hands and knees for more!! they're literally complete opposites but both were outsiders until meeting their soul mate. I also think both of them could learn a lot from each other (bachira and loneliness from nagi & nagi and overcoming weakness from bachira) bachira on nagi's shoulder from 150 is so important to me i love them

hirori & rin ... i like the idea of the two of them liking to spend time with each other as opposed to others bc they have a level of mutual understanding and their hang outs are just complete silence and sharing a snack. like rin is sitting there reading the most gruesome horror manga you've ever seen and hiori is next to him clicking heads and they go on like this for like 8 hours straight. I feel like hiori wouldn't have expectations for rin and rin wouldn't try to cling or get too close to hiori. in a sense, they really respect each other's boundaries and are comfortable around each other!

could literally write a part two but we'd be here all day theres so many lol