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maomao and her dedication to never discovering anything about jinshi's personal life

fake idgafer final boss

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me staring at the search bar trying to decide which fictional man I’ll read about tonight:

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being jade’s assistant wasn’t easy. as one of the ten stonehearts of the IPC, jade was always preoccupied with one task or another and as her assistant, you shared the same fate. over time, you had gotten used to the rigorous tasks and demanding requests from your employers in exchange for the generous salary they gave you, of course.

but these days, you were busier than usual. the 9-to-5 workdays turned into 24/7 calls and messages from investors, bosses, and coworkers alike. after another week of doing nothing but paperwork and meetings, you were exhausted, drained of all social and personal life. for several days in a row, you knocked out cold the moment you came home, unaware of the numerous missed calls from aventurine.

you woke up with a cold, and informed him of such through a series of apologetic text messages. that night, your worried boyfriend showed up to your apartment in the middle of the night, only to find you still typing diligently on your laptop. how were you still working under these conditions?

“(name), are you okay? why are you still working, you’re sick!” he pressed a hand against your forehead sensing a slight fever.

“i’m okay, i promise! i’ll wrap this up and go to bed right after, you don’t need to worry so much!” you dismissed him with a wave of your hand as you continued typing.

“it’s 3am,” aventurine chided, “how many days have you stayed up like this? i’ll tell jade to lessen your work load and give you a few days off-”

“i’m fine really!” you cut him off, “you’re busier than me anyway. i’m sure you have more important things to worry about than me.”

aventurine heaved a sigh from next to you. just because the IPC overworked essentially all of its members didn’t mean you had to suffer the same fate. aventurine was also a stoneheart for goodness sake, using his power to allow his s/o a few days of rest was the least he could do. if he really had it his way, you would never have to work another day in your life. but it seems he’s met his match in a stubborn, workaholic partner. too bad aventurine cared for you more than you know.

“that’s it,” he lifted you from your desk chair before heading straight to your bedroom.

“what are you doing?? put me down, aven!!”

“you need rest. and that’s final,” he gently placed you down on the soft pillows.

“b-but”

“ah-ah, no buts.”

a beat of silence.

“fine,” you conceded. you really had no chance of winning in the first place. so you let yourself drift off to sleep, and aventurine stayed with you the whole night (and possibly the whole week).

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It's two in the morning when he finds you in the kitchen with chopsticks halfway into your mouth, seaweed and rice stuck between your teeth.

"Sweetie."

You look up from your phone, chomping down on the last bite. Tilt your head innocently as if you don't know why he's down here.

He huffs something soft and true. Pulls out a bar stool next to you. Stares at you fondly as if you hold the moon and stars above your head, even more so when you tend to eat messily.

He reaches forward to swipe off a grain of rice, licks it playfully from his thumb. Hums thoughtfully before diving in for a kiss, capturing your squeaks and moans, languid yet wanting, tilting your chin upwards to ask for more.

You oblige, you always do. Phone forgotten now, chopsticks clattering to the floor. It feels like an eternity of you standing there, thoughts slurrying to mush, tongue swiping the roof your mouth, and just as your knees start to wobble he effortlessly hikes your legs around his hips, mooring you to the counter, letting you come up for air.

You glare at him half-heartedly for interrupting your snack. He purrs into your shoulder, a growing smile tickling the bare skin exposed from his old gym shirt (yours now). Nuzzles your neck until you're giggling from the sensation of day-old stubble.

You paw at his chest in mock protest, whining, "Stopppp ittt."

He carries you up the stairs, the bedroom door closing with a click, and you both fall asleep that night wondering how you've found yourselves so lucky, so attuned to each other's presence that you can't live a moment without the other by their side.

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When you have a type and that type is tall, white/silver haired guys with emotional baggage:

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LOST IN TRANSLATION !!

michael kaiser x reader

cw : physical touch, romantic tension, fluff

synopsis : you’re assigned to help new transfer student michael kaiser learn english, but his constant teasing and flirty mistranslations slowly turn into something real.

a/n : I HAD WAY TOO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS!!1! i love himmm omg.

wc : 0.8k+

you regretted raising your hand the second your teacher smiled.

“excellent! since you’re fluent, you’ll be kaiser’s language buddy.”

language buddy. as if michael kaiser, world-famous striker, needed anyone’s help. he was already lounging at the back of the classroom, legs spread like the room belonged to him, sharp blue eyes flicking over you with thinly-veiled amusement.

when you approached his desk, textbook in hand, he didn’t move. he just smirked.

“so,” you tried, in your clearest english, “we’ll go slow, alright?”

he tilted his head. “slow…?” his voice dragged the word out, making it sound like something suggestive. “like… together?”

you blinked. “what? no, i mean—”

“ah,” he interrupted, nodding like he understood perfectly. “you want to go slow… with me.” his grin widened. “kinky.”

your cheeks flamed. “that’s not—!”

he laughed. it was rich and warm, not mocking, but genuine.

“you understand just fine, don’t you?” you muttered.

“maybe.” he leaned forward, voice low. “but i like it when you explain.”

you cursed silently. this was going to be hell.

“repeat after me,” you instructed a few days later, settling beside him during lunch. “this is a pen.”

kaiser, chewing lazily on gum, looked unimpressed.

“come on.”

he sighed dramatically. “this… is… a pen.”

“good!” you said, genuinely pleased.

he gave you a sideways glance. “you’re easy to impress.”

“you’re difficult to teach.”

he grinned.

“this is a…” he trailed off, pretending to forget.

“pen,” you supplied patiently.

“ah. no.” he leaned closer, eyes flashing. “this is a pretty girl who’s in love with me.”

you slapped his arm. “kaiser!”

he laughed again, head thrown back, and despite yourself, you smiled.

the next week, he barely spoke to anyone in class, except you. he’d tap your desk with his pen until you looked up. say random english words with a bad accent just to hear you correct him. sometimes, you caught him watching you, expression unreadable.

one afternoon, you found him sitting outside, skipping class.

“why aren’t you inside?” you asked.

he shrugged. “didn’t feel like it.”

“and your teacher’s just… fine with that?”

“can’t say no to the star, ja?”

your stomach twisted. he wasn’t wrong.

you sat beside him anyway.

“want to practice?”

for a moment, he said nothing. then, softly: “if you’re teaching, sure.”

you turned, surprised to find his usual cocky grin missing.

“i’m serious,” he added. “i understand more than they think. but… your voice is nicer.”

your face burned. you looked away.

he chuckled. quiet this time.

“not translating wrong,” he whispered. “that one’s real.”

after that, he started actually trying.

not that he stopped teasing.

when you handed him flashcards, he flipped through them like they bored him. “kiss,” he read aloud, raising a brow. “why are you giving me this?”

“i didn’t—!”

“very forward of you.”

“it’s just a word!”

“maybe,” he mused, smirking. “but you chose it.”

“kaiser.”

“yes, liebling?”

you glared.

he grinned, victorious.

but when he read the next card—lonely—the teasing vanished.

“next word,” he said quickly.

you didn’t push.

sometimes, he’d say things in german, voice softer than usual. you didn’t understand. but his tone said enough.

one day, he caught you looking curious.

“want to know what i’m saying?”

you nodded.

he leaned in, voice brushing your ear.

“i said… du bist das einzige, was mich beruhigt.”

you swallowed.

“what… what does that mean?”

he smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“i’ll teach you… later.”

the teasing slowed after that.

you caught him staring more often, but not in his usual flirty way.

it felt like he was waiting for something.

finally, after class, you stopped him.

“kaiser.”

he turned.

you hesitated, then asked, “what did that sentence mean? the german one.”

he stared at you, long enough that you almost backed down.

then, softly: “it means… you’re the only thing that calms me down.”

you felt your breath catch.

“is that… why you always mess with me?” you whispered.

“no.” his voice was quieter than you’d ever heard. “i mess with you because it makes you smile. and i like seeing you smile.”

“kaiser…”

“michael.”

you blinked. “what?”

“my name,” he said. “call me michael.”

you did.

and he smiled like you’d just scored a goal.

maybe he didn’t need a language buddy after all.

maybe he just needed someone who listened.

and, maybe, so did you.

because when he reached for your hand, you let him.

no translation needed.

you weren’t sure who leaned in first.

maybe it was you.

maybe it was him.

all you knew was that one second michael was standing there, blue eyes flicking between your lips and your eyes like he couldn’t decide where to stare — and the next, your fingers brushed against his sleeve, almost hesitant.

his breath hitched.

that was all it took.

his hand caught yours, fingers curling gently, and when you didn’t pull away, he stepped closer, tilting his head just slightly.

“i’ve wanted to do this since you made me say ‘this is a pen,’” he whispered, voice almost amused, almost shaking.

you laughed, nervous. “that was the first day.”

“exactly.”

and then he kissed you.

slow, at first. softer than you expected from someone like him. his lips just barely pressed against yours, like he was giving you the chance to stop him.

you didn’t.

instead, you leaned in, eyes fluttering shut, fingers tightening slightly in the fabric of his sleeve.

michael made a quiet, pleased sound — almost a hum — before deepening the kiss, just enough. no rush. no teasing. just the warmth of him, the taste of spearmint gum, and the surprising tenderness in the way he tilted his head, moving like he didn’t want the moment to end.

when you finally pulled back, breathing a little uneven, he was still close. forehead resting lightly against yours.

“see?” he whispered, lips brushing your skin. “no translation needed.”

you smiled.

@ lveisagi, please do not copy, translate, or repost my work. all rights reserved.

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istg these days if a fic isn’t a rin fic, a sae fic, a kaiser fic, or a nagi fic, it ain’t getting to 100 notes.

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thinking about what an absolute grudgeholder MICHAEL KAISER would be over little things. he’s always overreacting and giving the most offened, flabbergasted, pouty little expressions he could manage whenever you refuse him the most mundane thing. that’s just how he is. when it’s michael kaiser, what he wants, he gets.. but when it comes to you, well.. let’s just say he doesn’t always get what he wants.

it could be refusing to let him pick your outfit for the day, telling him to get out when your changing, telling him your not hungry after he made you food, etc. if you tell him you want to pick your own outfit, his face will fall and he’ll cross his arms, trying to be all high and mighty like usual, refusing to show how pouty he really is over the fact he doesn’t get to pick what you wear 24/7 despite the fact that he bought 3/4’s of the items in your closet.

if you tell him to get out when you’re in the middle of changing, he won’t even listen at first. in fact, he’ll sit down or stand leaning against the wall with a shit-eating grin as if he’s about the watch the latest movie in theatres. after you cross your arms, refuse to take off the rest of your clothes, and tell him another four times to get out, only then will he finally listen. oh, but don’t think he’s going without showing how pouty he is—he’s leaving that room with clenched teeth, an angry pout, scrunched eyebrows, crossed arms, and loud stomps. a full-on, child tantrum, over not letting him watch you get dressed.

he’s not going to let that go either. for the entire rest of the day he’s going to sulk about it, his mood completely soiled on by the little fact that he didn’t get to see you naked ’nd changing.

only after you suck up to him, rubbing his arm, playing with his hair, telling him in that honey-silk voice as you cling to his side that you love him so much, how handsome he is, how lucky you are to have him and what a good boyfriend he is, will he finally stop pouting. yeah, he does need that ego boost. needs to know how much you love him as if he didn’t just stick his tongue out at you before quietly slamming the door in his expensive ass robe he’s always wearing around the house on free days.

and if you don’t do all that.. well let’s say he’ll take that grudge all the way to his next practice and breaking the net with the force of his kicks... ‹𝟹

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Hey I was hoping to request a dating headcanon for Sunday and One Week 🩵🩵🩵

DATING HCS

ft. sunday, wonweek

tags : penacony!sunday is lowkey a red flag, a bit of angst(??)

SUNDAY

penacony!sunday would be gentle but distant and cautious towards you. it takes a lot for sunday to trust someone

he still cares for you as your boyfriend, but whenever you dig too deep into his personal life and what he does as part of The Family, he shuts you out completely and steers the conversation towards another topic

you feel like you never know who you’re actually dating and it gives you a sense of unease at times

sunday’s exhausted too since he always has to put up a facade in front of you and everyone he cares about. he also feels guilty for roping you into this relationship with him while he’s actively committing crimes behind your back

astral express!sunday, however, is a different story

he’s still new to this so it takes time but once he fully trusts you, sunday becomes such a sweet and honest lover

since he’s starting anew and isn’t tied down by his past anymore, sunday more easily discloses his emotions and secrets to you

his love language would probably be acts of service, quality time, and physical touch

would take you out on dates, cook you meals, spend time cuddling with you,…he just loves you A LOT

if you’re also a nameless, he becomes very protective when you’re out on missions/trailblazing

overall his love is quiet and gentle, just like sunday himself

WONWEEK

the sassiest man known to the universe

everything he says is either a roast or a brutally honest comment (he even roasts himself, what did u expect???)

when it comes to you, however, he’s very sweet and protective. literally prepared to throw hands when someone disrespects your or makes you uncomfortable

even when he teases you, it’s never one-sided and it’s more resemblant of banter

knows you inside out and can read you like a book so don’t lie to him because he will find out and just say what’s on your mind. communication is important!!

being in a relationship with him is pure chaos because his love language is a hotpot of all of them. like one second he buys you 10 shopping bags and the next he wants infinite cuddles

everyday with him is also spontaneous and there’s never a dull moment with him around

but there are rare moments where he’s genuine and honest with you (channeling his inner sunday), and those are the ones you treasure most

he loves you more than he shows it, so just be patient with him. he needs someone who simply appreciates him for who he is

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LOVED the Wedding HCs, can we do another for Mydei, Aventurine and Argenti? 😍

Thank you for the food 🙂‍↕️

WEDDING HCS

ft. mydei, aventurine, argenti, gepard / other ver.

tags : nontraditional weddings, chaos

a/n : pretty sure i said this in the other wedding hcs but i have little knowledge abt weddings so i tried to make it as ambiguous as possible, hope u enjoy!!

MYDEI

he wants it to be lowkey, but with the chrysos heirs, nothing can truly be private. so, although not many are invited, everyone still knows about it (phainon’s fault) and he’s receiving congratulations left and right on the streets

you two get married at castrum kremnos because it’s HIS CITY ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 and he let’s you plan most of it, although i feel like he would prepare the rings

in the end, it’s a simple wedding, nothing too fancy but still has some degree of grandeur because, well, he’s a prince

his vows are surprisingly sweet for a man with such little words and it even makes you tear up a little

you both honor his mother on the wedding day because although she’s not physically here, he knows she’s watching from above 🥹

he remains grumpy for the first half of the wedding, refusing to join in on the fun but once he gets his hands on a little booze over a drinking competition…things absolutely spiral out of control

phainon and the triplets rope him into all sorts of shenanigans which are all captured in the photos

by the end of the night he becomes a clingy drunk (YESSS) begging for you to get him home (SO CUTE)

AVENTURINE

you two have a private wedding with no guests which isn’t really a surprise since the IPC and him are strictly business

he rents out and plans the most lavish wedding with all the money he has, just for it to be only you two. i imagine it would be in an open space; either a vast flower field or by the beach so you can see the stars at night

will not hesitate to buy you the most beautiful aventurine ring (see what i did there) and a crazy expensive wedding outfit

you go through the traditions by yourselves — saying your vows, exchanging rings, having your first dance, cutting the cake,…it’s gentle and sweet, like your love for each other

you spend the rest of the night by each others’ side admiring the view and the newly adorned rings on your fingers. it’s peaceful, just how you like it

he doesn’t say it out loud, but you know aventurine misses his family, wishing they were here on his wedding day, so the only thing you can do is hold onto him tighter

“i love you, Kakavasha,” you call him by his real name. you’re the only one allowed to do that.

“i love you too, (name).” for the first time in his life, aventurine feels like he’s the luckiest person alive

ARGENTI

everything is BEAUTIFUL. him, you, the venue, the rings, the invites, the marriage certificates, everything. as a knight of beauty, argenti is already plenty beautiful **but it’s amplified even more at your wedding

he’s very invested in the wedding planning, even more than you sometimes. you two settle for a red and white theme (it’s his signature, how can you not?), with both your outfits being white and decorated with red roses to match. yeah, there are red roses everywhere

the wedding is small, with only your close friends and acquaintances invited, including those he encountered on penacony

the day comes and the venue looks ethereal with every minute detail adjusted to perfection

the moment argenti begins his vows, there’s suddenly perfect lighting and a gentle breeze that makes him look like he’s in a movie (where does that come from???)

but despite everyone being in awe at his beauty, he still believes your beauty, both inside and out, outshines everything (AWWW)

once the rings are on your fingers, the calm, regal atmosphere instantly vanishes as robin starts DJ-ing and boothill starts breakdancing 😭

of course you and argenti join in on the fun, because argenti sees a beauty in that too

GEPARD

sooo golden retriever coded even when it comes to his own wedding

let’s you plan everything, just sits there and nods along and calls you pretty LMAO. he pays for everything with his money too omg

the wedding isn’t too big, but big enough for all his friends (and your friends) to come and celebrate. this is probably the first proper celebration since the stellaron was removed so it’s somewhat of a big deal

for the first time (in forever) gepard is out of his uniform and in a suit and he looks SO GOOD.

he immediately starts tearing up once he sees you walk down the aisle in your beautiful outfit. is in disbelief that’s going to get married to the love of his life

writes literally the sweetest vows ever and then cries the rest of the way. bronya, as the host, has to calm him down LOL

gives you a BIG hug and delicate kiss, he’s over the moon now that you’re finally married. after all the procedures, the rest of the wedding is pretty chaotic once the party gets started

lynx still repeatedly questions what you see in gepard (just kidding) but congratulates you anyway. serval performs all her best songs at your wedding and rocks it!!

the night ends with you both exhausted as gepard carries you back home, demanding cuddles and time spent with you alone;)

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itoshi rin — i remember biting itoshi rin.

itoshi rin (7) hated you.

you didn’t even do anything, you just wanted to play soccer with him and his scary brother. but he didn't like you. at all. so one day when you pleaded. he turned around, "fine," he huffs. he kicked the ball so hard it hit your legs.

"...ouch," you winced.

"kick it back," he demanded. you did but tragically it only made it halfway to him.

he scoffs. saying how you're weak. girls are weak. and that it's only him and his brother who'd be the best players in the world. and that your pink hair clips look ugly. he picked up the football, stuck his tongue at you, turned and started walking away.

but youve had enough. you ran and you jumped on his back and bit him.

"WHA— WHAT ARE YOU—??"

"TAKE. IT. BACK."

you were 11 when you got into your 'boys yuck' phase. he was 12 when he got into his 'girls are annoying and sparkly' phase.

you bumped into him in the school hallway once. your glitter pens and books fell. you hurried to pick them up, he didn't bother. till he saw a book that said on the cover— y/n's property. hands off.

so obviously, he picked it up.

you snatched it back instantly, "hands off means HANDS OFF, stupid idiot boy."

you were 15 when you forgot your diary in the library. he was 16 when he found it. and opened it.

dear diary, i forgot to write for a while. but anyways...

dear diary, it's been 3 years haha

i forgot this diary existed

he stared at it in disbelief, thinking of how much of an inconsistent girl you are.

then he read—

i remember biting itoshi rin. he was mean tho. he called my pink clips ugly.

i only wanted to be close to him. i didn't care about soccer at all.

he blinked.

and just when he was about to read more—

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING??" you stormed toward him, "YOU READ MY DIARY??"

you two were shortly kicked out and you hit his head with the diary.

you were grown now. mature. hopefully less chaotic. you stood on a small bridge over a koi fish pond at night when itoshi rin had approached. gifting you a little box of clips. pink hair clips that looked like sakura petals.

you simply smiled at him. the true one like before he had kicked your legs with the football.

and rin, suddenly, stupidly, wanted you to bite him again.

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THINKING ABOUT….

Itoshi Rin with a K-pop idol!reader, who he lowkey has a crush on. He’s met you thanks to Bachira who thought it was a good idea to add you into the group chat.

He never really cared about you at first, and you didn’t like him because of how rude and blunt he was, so you thought it was best to just avoid him.

But now, he hates himself for crushing on you.

Like, come on, you’re a really busy person! It’s not like you’ll have to time for everyone else let alone him.

And plus, if he ever wants to think about you or just is thinking about you, his dumbass could always go on social media and search you up just to look at photos of your beautiful self and watch fan cams and random clips of you.

Like how he is right now, in the courtesy of his bedroom.

He blinks as his finger just scrolls and scrolls through the endless clips and pictures of you on Instagram. Until a certain reel catches his attention. You’re at a meet and greet with your group, waving to fans, secretly accepting gifts and letters even though you’re not allowed to, taking pictures with them, and signing.

But then through all the noise and cheering, he’s hyper focused on how a female fan waves to you and how she gives you an interesting request.

Handing you a black marker, she asks if you can sign her tits. Rin blinks once, twice and then sits up properly in his bed.

Did he just hear that right?

You look like your brain’s short-circuiting in the video, due to your surprised reaction. Asking if her is she’s comfortable with it, you go on to sign her chest with the biggest grin on your face, fans in the background cheering and murmuring.

The fan’s wearing a white top with noodle-like straps and a low neckline, making it easier for you to comply to her request. Once you’re done, you hand her the marker and take pictures with her and the reel stops there as Rin just stares at his screen.

Does she like girls or something? is what he thinks as he gulps, switching to the search bar and typing up your account which he ends up stalking, the tips of his ears turning red.

Maybe he could ask you to sign something of his.

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i wanted to

itoshi rin x reader

wc : 3.1k

warning(s) : college!au, rin being a bit emotionally constipated

a/n : i had a college!au idea for rin and just really needed to get it out of my head

It had been a few months are Blue Lock ended, and Rin, in a spur of chaos and determination to surpass his brother in yet another aspect, decided to attend university. In the meantime, his (newly hired) manager was sorting things out with several football clubs who were recruiting him. After a brief discussion, they agreed that this would be a good time for him to fully prepare for his future career endeavors. He would attend university in person and continue online classes whenever he had games and competitions.

When Itoshi Rin enrolled in university, it was no surprise that everyone knew his name. They stared at him in the hallways, whispered about him under their breaths, their scrutiny no different from the press. He’d gotten used to toning out their voices of course, but that didn’t mean he liked it.

Rin was notorious for his cold, unfriendly personality both on and off the field. It had only been the first few weeks, and he already preferred individual work over group projects, sat alone during meals, refused to live in the dorms for the college experience, and the only activity he participated in was unsurprisingly, football.

But as a rising athlete, it was impossible for him not to have…acquaintances, at least. Those in his team still invited him to parties and hangouts (whether out of courtesy or just to pretend they were close with him, he didn’t know). He rejected them all, of course. There was no point in getting close to those who wanted to use him. They were all masked vipers with underlying motives. They were all the same.

Except for you, of course.

He had taken notice of you the moment you took a seat next to him in English Literature. Seeing how you chose to sit beside him despite the stares from others in class, he assumed you didn’t know who he was. Either that or you were just randomly taking a seat on the first day.

But you remained seated there again. And again. And by the third time you pulled out the chair, Rin knew you were going to be here permanently. Although he hadn’t known you for long, it was enough to see that you were genuine.

What he didn’t know was, despite your unknowing exterior, you had actually developed a silly admiration for him.

You, like most people at the time, followed his journey from watching Blue Lock TV and the gossip surrounding his reputation only intensified once he got into college. So, it wasn’t that you were completely clueless about his identity but seeing his unusual temperament and cold nature, you choose to keep a distance and only interact when necessary.

That didn’t stop you from admiring him from afar (or up close, depending on how you look at it), though. At first, you tried to be as subtle as possible, casually sneaking glances at his handsome appearance and striking long lashes, which you had only ever seen through the screen. But it felt weird not saying anything to him because despite being a famous person, he was still your deskmate. So by the third class, you gathered enough courage to strike up a conversation by asking him for a pencil (lame), which he was generous enough to lend. From then on, you would occasionally try to make small talk, and he would respond (in a sentence of 3 words maximum).

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Those three classes turned into three months. It seemed that the longer you sat next to Rin, the more your admiration grew.

Rin was surprisingly good at English and although you had heard him converse on Blue Lock TV, it was way more impressive in real life. He was attentive during class, always taking notes and staying on top of his work. You thought he was solely here to play soccer but he took you by surprise by taking college seriously, and you liked that. It made him seem more relatable, not just a celebrity looking to fill up their resume.

Ever since you two have been assigned to do that project together last term, you’ve managed to get his number and he’s opened up to you much more (his sentences elongated to 10 words). Your relationship has morphed from awkward small talk between strangers to casual greetings between deskmates at the very least. Occasionally, you would even ask each other for help although it was mostly you reaching out, considering Rin hardly ever initiated any talking. With finals coming up soon, you decided today would be a perfect opportunity.

“Hi, Rin!” you greeted him as you sat down. He gave you a side glance in acknowledgement, urging you to continue. “Since exams are coming up,” you hesitated, “do you want to study together in the library today?”

After a brief pause, Rin in his most self-centric manner responded, “Sure.”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and displayed a smile, which quickly turned into a pout. But seriously, couldn’t he look at you even once?

•

You sat across from Rin in the library, notebooks and laptops askew on the table. It was messy, but it got you both in the mood to study. You snuck a glance at Rin to see him buried in his textbook, eyes skimming over the foreign letters imprinted on paper. Stop getting distracted, you tried to steer yourself back on track.

Usually you’d laze around a but more, stretch your legs out and even take a short nap when tired. But today was different. You were with Rin for goodness sake. You couldn’t risk ruining his impression of you for a brief moment of comfort. It was already a miracle that he agreed to study with you in the first place. So you sat there, stiff as a board, clammy hands gripping your pen as you reread the same sentence for the third time in a row.

“(Name),” Rin suddenly called out. “Huh- yes?” you were startled, to say the least. “Do you wanna take a break?” he asked. “O-okay,” you complied.

“So, how’s your other classes?” you inquired as you both walked to the vending machine to buy some drinks. “They’re fine,” he answered simply. “You know, I’m surprised you wanted to go to college. I thought you would instantly go pro,” you continued making small talk, hoping to avoid the awkward atmosphere. “You follow my career?” Rin looked over at you, surprised. “Well, you’ve become famous after Blue Lock, you know?” you said. “Then,” he eyed you cautiously, “Did you approach me because you’re like…a fan or something?”

“What? I mean of course I’m a fan of you, you’re great at football. But I promise I have no motives or anything!” you quickly clarified. You were almost hurt he misunderstood your intentions. But seeing how he had to constantly deal with fans and haters alike, you couldn’t exactly blame him. “Okay,” Rin nodded. Then he stilled. “You just didn’t seem like the type to care.”

“I mean, practically everyone in our classes knows you. You’re Sae Itoshi’s brother and the #1 of Blue Lock,” you shrugged. You slotted some money into the vending machine, picking out your favorite drink. “Yeah well, it doesn’t seem like they like me very much,” Rin muttered. Right, those are the same people who isolate him. “Just like my brother,” he finished, face scrunched up as if he had tasted something bitter. Upon realizing you accidentally stepped into a dangerous territory, you opted to stay silent, bending down to take out your drink. Sensing his hostility, you quickly steered the conversation towards another topic.

“So, how far along are you in the reading?”

“Nearly done.” Rin had started walking back to the library.

“Ooh, so university isn’t like a part-time job for you?” you teased.

“Shut up,” Rin rolled his eyes.

Crisis averted, you mentally patted yourself on the back. An invisible weight lifted off your shoulders as you two headed back to the library together.

With the tension resolved, time flew by much faster for you. Before you knew it, the study session was over, and Rin had to go to football practice for an upcoming game. “Okay, bye Rin! Good luck on the test,” you waved as he headed out. You were met with a brief silence before he turned around.

“(Name), do you want to come see the game?” he asked. Was Itoshi Rin actually inviting you to watch his game? Had your relationship developed this far? To say you were delighted was an understatement, you had been keeping up with his plays since Blue Lock, after all. “Yeah, sure,” you answered in the most indifferent tone you could muster. But who did you think you were fooling?

•

You took a seat on the bleachers just in time for the starting whistle, carefully scanning the crowd for the familiar sight of Rin. You quickly find him, the captain’s arm band standing out among the players. You got comfortable in your seat, preparing yourself for the next 2 hours which will (hopefully) result in a victory. After an intense 45 minutes, the first half results in a tie with the score being 1-1.

At some point during the half-time break, Rin happened to catch your eyes on the bleachers. You saw his eyes widen slightly before you casually waved in his direction. Rin looked away briefly to sip his water before returning your wave rather stiffly. You should’ve known better, such gestures were not his forte and even more so in public, but you appreciated the effort nonetheless. So you laughed in response and gave him a thumbs up to cheer him on instead.

You would like to think that your encouragement worked its magic because the game ended in a victory for your university with Rin scoring the winning goal. The field erupted in excited cheers as the scoreboard showed 3-2 when the referee blew the whistle. You jumped up in excitement with other students watching the game, chanting Rin’s name loudly.

As everyone was filing out the stadium, you decided to send Rin a quick text :

> name : hey, congrats on the win!! i’ll be waiting for you by the entrance!

> rin : Ok.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his dry response. Even when you two have gotten closer, some things never changed.

•

“You didn’t have to wait for me,” Rin told you after stepping out of the locker rooms. “Well, you invited me here didn’t you?” you matched his step, “So what’s your post-game ritual?” Rin paused for a while, possibilities running through his mind before asking, “Do you want to get some food?”

And that was how you ended up here, walking to the parking lot after your meal with the pro-athlete. “Today was fun,” you said, “Do you do this with your friends after every game?” You admired his sleek, black car after you two finally located its parking spot. You often forgot that despite being a university student, Rin was also a professional athlete with a more-than-comfortable salary from Blue Lock. You were sure he could only get richer after sorting out offers from different football clubs.

“I don’t have any friends,” Rin replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “What about your teammates?” you questioned, confused. Did he not have a good relationship with them either? “They’re just teammates,” he shrugged. “Oh.” You knew he was alone most of the time, but it was still hard to believe the Itoshi Rin had no friends in college.

"Well,” you trailed off, “You have me.” “Huh?” Rin turned to you. “I can be your friend,” you caught his confused look before clarifying, “N-not that I’m forcing you or anything!”

“Okay.”

“What?”

“We can be friends,” he nodded. Despite his cool exterior, Itoshi Rin was happy. He really wasn’t wrong about you being a genuine person, and he was glad the first (and probably only) friend he made in college was you. It was the first time someone had approached him without any exterior motives, and hanging out you with was just…fun.

You smiled brightly, throwing yourself onto him. Luckily, he caught you before you both toppled over. “Oh, sorry, am I being annoying?” you smiled sheepishly, quickly letting you. “Yeah,” he grumbled.

Little did you know, Rin was blushing the entire ride home.

•

By the beginning of the second semester, your relationship with Rin have developed from indifference to…tolerance. Even though you considered yourself to be his friend now, his stoic personality and poker face still made you question that status from time to time. But you didn’t hold it against him. You’d come to realize Rin was much more attentive than he let on.

The first time you complained to him about being sleep deprived, he bought you your exact coffee order (when did he remember??). It wasn’t just the coffee, he bought you a bunch of little trinkets to. And he cluelessly blurted out sweet comments when handing you such gifts. “What’s this for?” you asked, inspecting the cute key chain. “Hm, it just reminded me of you,” he stated. Who wouldn’t blush at that?? You had no idea when you started liking him so much. But you were falling. Hard.

Contrary to Rin’s tsundere nature, you were there to listen and support him. You had made significant progress when Rin finally opened up to you about you about his relationship with Sae during a late night conversation. You enveloped him in a BIG hug after that, to which he froze but returned the gesture by lightly placing his hands on your back. “I just think you two need to communicate,” you said, voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. “I don’t know how. I’m pretty sure he doesn’t either,” Rin grumbled. You pulled away and grabbed him by the shoulders, eyes filled with determination. “Then I’ll help you.”

So you did.

“If you don’t like something, please tell me,” you yelled over the booming music. You had brought Rin to a party, claiming he needed to let loose a bit and try socializing. At first he disagreed, but after you mentioned, “Don’t they have after parties in your field of work?”, he had no choice but to comply.

“I don’t like being here,” he yelled back. You turned around, “It’s been 5 minutes, at least stay for 30!” “15,” he bargained. “20,” you resisted the urge to roll your eyes. “Deal.” Yep, baby steps.

After 20 minutes on the dot, you two left with the excuse of “Rin needs to get proper sleep because he’s an athlete” which wasn’t entirely wrong, and was infinitely better than “Rin just doesn’t like a lot of people.”

Rin had previously expressed he could never be a social butterfly like you. He had watched (in jealousy) as you made more friends throughout the year, not just in English Literature, but in your other classes and clubs as well. Meanwhile, he was stuck with one friend : just you.

And Rin didn’t mind one bit. In fact, he wouldn’t mind it for the rest of his life.

•

“I can be your plus one,” you told Rin after he told about the (lowkey fancy) end of season award ceremony. Initially, Rin hadn’t planned on going, but considering how he was both the football team captain and MVP, his publicist told him he didn’t really have a choice. He even opposed you at first, not wanting you to interact with his lukewarm teammates. But after your constant nagging and the thought of having to deal with those people alone, Rin finally agreed. Truth be told, you knew none of the attendees and your friends weren’t invited either. You were there for one reason : Rin. (And also the fancy desserts they were serving. But mostly Rin.)

You had arrived at the venue in your best outfit with your arm around Rin’s. The venue was crowded, with coaches and players mingling about awaiting the main event. After everyone had settled, it was finally time for players to receive their awards and trophis. Then it was Rin’s turn to accept his MVP award and deliver a speech. He kept it short and concise in his classic manner, yet still displaying his leadership as captain. After a short round of applause, Rin immediately strode over to where you were standing.

“Congratulations, Rin!” you smiled proudly. “Thanks,” Rin responded gruffly, flushing at your praise. His eyes were raked over your figure in your stunning outfit before zoning in on your eyes, and lastly, your lips. “Rin, is something wrong?” you asked, feeling self-conscious at his intense stare. “(Name),” he grabbed your hand and whispered, “Let’s get outta here.”

Rin led you two the open balcony outside the venue overlooking the brightly lit streets below. You leaned against the railing, shivering slightly at the cold wind biting at your skin, even through your clothes. “You really didn’t have to come with, you know?” Rin draped his jacket around your shoulders. Ah, he’s observant again.

“I just wanted to celebrate you and your achievements,” you turned to him. “I could still meet up with you right after.The event must’ve been a bore for you,” he placed his hands on your forearms, tracing his thumb softly over the fabric. You hummed in agreement at his words.

“But Rin,” you whispered sweetly, “I couldn’t just leave you all by yourself knowing you’d be uncomfortable. You’re the person I like most.”

The night was still. The moonlight cast a glow over your entire being. Everything about you at that moment was perfect. Rin face you, looking down at you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world.

“What?” Rin couldn’t believe his ears. Was this what he thought it was?

“I’m here because I like you, Rin. I really, really like you.”

Rin thinks he really wanted to kiss you. So he did.

•

Bonus :

“(Name), I’m going to PXG. The offered a contract of 3 years.”

“The same club you played for in the NEL?”

“Yeah, I’ll be leaving in a few months. Either way, I’ll probably be playing in Europe for most of my career.”

“Aww, that means I won’t be able to see you a lot,” you pouted.

“(Name).”

“Hm?”

“Do you want to move to France with me?”

You nearly bursted out laughing. It took you forever to confess and now he was moving this relationship at the speed of light?

“Ask me that again after we both graduate, you idiot.”

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ARDENT SOUL, MUTED FOREST

— hsr x folklore mini series

cred : Mah on pinterest

this idea was lowkey inspired by @/seeingivy's gojoxtswift series. i've been listening to folklore and realized how similarly tragic some hsr chars are to the songs, so here we are. there is definitely more angst than fluff, but i hope you enjoy my writing anyway<3 happy reading everyone!

warnings : NOT spoiler/theory free, i'm not completely caught up sooo i'm making stuff up as i go, not strictly lore accurate, hsr char x reader

TRACKLIST

001. The Last Traitor — Flame Reaver/Phainon

synopsis : his biggest regret is you.

based off my tears ricochet / wc : 745 / angst, hurt no comfort, more tags in post

002. Reconciled in the Spring — Sunday

synopsis : no matter how far you fly, you'll always come back to him.

based off cardigan / wc : 2.1k / fluff to angst to fluff, more tags in post

003. Undeserving of Our Blessings — Anaxa

synopsis : he doesn't deserve you and he knows it.

based off peace / wc : 1k / angst, character death, more tags in post

004. Recollected in Folktales — Aventurine

synopsis : you give him the childhood he never had

based off seven / wc : 557 / hurt/comfort, more tags in post

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"i can't do this anymore," you panic.

"you're going to be fine, trust me," he reassures.

you're currently seated in front of your laptop, hands shaking as the minutes pass by. your exam scores have just been released, and to say you were nervous was an understatement.

the exams were tough this time. the curriculum was changed from top to bottom, the teachers were strict, and everyone came out crying (yes, even the smartest kids in class).

"do you think i can pass?"

"yes. i believe in you. you've studied your ass off and done the best you possibly can. you're going to pass with flying colors and we're going to go out for a nice meal, how about that?"

you nod, somewhat convinced. but the anxiety returns.

"but what if i fail?" you question, devastated.

"then i still love you. we're going to go get your favorite food and watch a comfort movie. it's not going to be the end of the world," he massages your shoulders, hoping to ease the tension.

it works surprisingly well, and you relax instantly. it's now or never.

"i'm (name), and i'm about to enter the sting zone with the tarantula hawk."

"what are you talking about???"

"1," you breathed out, "2...here we go, 3."

you open your student account, revealing the scores.

a moment of silence passes.

"AHHHHHH"

rin, ISAGI, bachira, chigiri, REO, SAE, barou, kunigami (bllk) / GOJO, megumi, ITADORI, nanami, choso (jjk) / kageyama, HINATA, OIKAWA, kuroo, BOKUTO, iwaizumi, akaashi, ATSUMU, osamu, sakusa (haikyu) + your favs (i feel like anyone can be inserted in this situation LOL)

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hello!! I haven't made any requests yet, so I hope I'm doing it right... there's a lot of text ahead, sorry for the mistakes, I'm still learning English.

can I ask for headcanons for Aventurine, Boothill and Sunday in this scenario: reader is an aristocrat (or even a princess/queen). Her home planet was invaded by a military empire from another world, and one of the generals, a cruel and scary man, wanted to marry her against her will. because of this, she ran away, and after a while she met the character and entered into a romantic relationship with him. but one day invaders found her, and instead of taking her away, they decided to manipulate and to destroy their relationship, so that she would have nowhere else to run and nowhere to seek protection (for example, they contacted the character and said something like "aren't you disgusted sleeping with someone else's wife?" (they lied about it, of course, but the character can't know that)). then the character would be upset, disappointed, broken... he would think that he was being used, that he was just being toyed with. he would have talked about it with reader, and only then she would have told him the truth (before that, she was scared, hurt, and uncomfortable remembering it, so she never told)

something like that? I would love to see such a story, but don't force yourself if you don't like it! you can just ignore it^^

queen!reader with hidden identity

ft. aventurine, boothill, sunday

tags : read the ask for background context!! f!reader, reader is a queen, reader is called her/your majesty, brief mentions of tragedy

a/n : hii anon! the scenario is quite long so i hope it's captured well with some (really long) headcanons 😭 p.s. can i turn this idea into a full fic with a specific character (PLS LET ME 🙏)??? anyways i hope u enjoy!

AVENTURINE

as the tragedy is unfolding on your home planet, you use one of your fleet’s spaceships to escape, and stumble upon one of the planets the IPC sent aventurine to explore

you beg him to save you, and he takes you in out of pity, as your disheveled figure reminds him of his old struggles

he receives basic info about you, but the thought of a proper background check completely slips his mind, and aventurine has no idea the person he saved is the queen of an entire planet

you start working as an assistant for him after that day. along the way, you two fall in love, and you both trust and depend on each other

but your past was bound to catch up to you. aventurine receives a call one day, from the very people who invaded your home planet

“you have no idea who she is, do you? trust me, she’s just trying to find information about the IPC. you should have been more careful before getting involved with Her Majesty.”

he’s a little shaken up since you’re one of the few people he trusts, and for you to lie to him like this breaks his heart. still, aventurine won’t just blindly believe the things a stranger tells him through the phone

he uses the ipc’s vast information network to dig up info and discovers the general timeline of what happened. but even then, there are quite a few missing details and he wants you to tell him the truth yourself

“did you think i wouldn’t find out?” he confronts you the moment you get home that day

“no, i would never purposefully lie to you.” “then tell me the truth.” and you do just that

he’s sad at what happened to you and angry that you didn’t tell him sooner. you had planned to move on and leave everything behind, but aventurine is determined to restore your dignity, with all the power that he holds in the IPC

BOOTHILL

he’s part of the chaos when your home planet is being taken over. coincidentally enough, the military empire that invaded is also his enemy

he finds you in the midst of it all, clothes tattered and hope lost. he assumes you were an innocent civilian who needs help and takes you under his wing, back to his base

you become his partner in crime (of sorts?) from that day on, using your intelligence and strategies to assist him whenever you can

somewhere along the way, you fall for his charm and attentiveness, and he falls for you two. your adventures together still continue, with boothill even persuading you to become a galaxy ranger yourself

you’re happy and ready to leave your past life behind. however, you can only keep your identity a secret for so long

boothill receives a cryptic call one day, thinking it’s another one of his enemies. but this time, he’s taken by surprsie

“That woman is not who you think she is. Her Majesty is using you to infiltrate the galaxy rangers.”

he thinks it’s a joke at first, but the more the thinks about it, the more he realizes he doesn’t know anything about you.

doesn’t fully believe you’re using him, but there’s obviously some things he must confirm

“apparently you’re a ‘Her Majesty’? how are you associated with these people?” it’s the first time you’ve ever seen him so serious

you have no choice but to tell him the truth. and now he’s twice as mad, considering that empire was already his enemy

you best bet boothill calls up all the galaxy rangers on an impromptu mission and they head towards your home planet within the next hour, ready to knock out an entire military empire

SUNDAY

on your journey to flee your home planet, you stumble across the astral express and are saved by the crew

you’re quickly introduced to everyone, and just like march 7th (and the rest of the crew actually) no one knows your real identity and they don’t question it either. so you become a nameless to escape your past and start a new life

you become acquainted with sunday, and over time you two have come to love each other. it’s slow and sweet, your life together traversing the stars

but your dark past has to come to light eventually. when sunday receives an anonymous call, he thinks it’s one of his enemies from penacony. but to his surprise, the target is you

“mr. sunday, we have heard of the tragedies that occurred on penacony. out of concern for you, we are calling to warn you of Her Majesty’s underlying motives of using you to disrupt the territory in these unstable times.”

sunday feels uneasy, but he’s smarter than that, and he trusts you with his whole being. so, the best course of action would just be to ask you

“what secrets have you been keeping from me, your majesty?”

you know that he knows, and there was no point in keeping your identity hidden any longer. so you tell him everything that happened.

he empathizes with you, especially after what happened on penacony, and convinces you to tell the express and ask the crew for help

the crew instantly changes their course, mapping your home planet as their next destination. sunday tightly holds your hand as the train sets out, bringing you back home

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“RE AL SOCCER PLAYER ITOSHI RIN FINALLY GETS A GIRLFRIEND—AND IT’S…THE NEWEST HIT SINGER?!”

itoshi rin.

cold, tall, mysterious, and most of all: rude. most people only like him for his skills, looks, or his occasionally relatability when he really demonstrates his inability to have proper social skills.

and you’re the complete opposite. your fans—and even those who aren’t your fans—adore you. you won the best new artist of the year and album of the year, both in the year you debuted. you were perfect.

so how did two complete opposites get together?

“they’re gonna break up in no time,” a soccer enthusiast said. “itoshi is far too rude for someone like her. she’ll break down crying and run away in no time.”

“itoshi doesn’t deserve her. honestly, her and her songs have done so much for us, and us as an entire fanbase will hunt him down if he ever breaks her heart.” a fan of yours said, her friends nodding along.

but they don’t see. they don’t see it when rin’s entire “on repeat” spotify created playlist is full of your songs. they don’t see it when rin has every single one of your songs memorized. they don’t see it when rin arrives at every concert of yours that he can and is always watching recording of your concerts of tiktok. actually, they do see him at your concerts, but they usually ignore it.

“ITOSHI RIN REVEALS HIS ENGAGEMENT WITH HIS NOW FIANCÉE”

that one really left the fans baffled.

oh well. look who’s the one with the slack jaw when your wedding photos with rin gets released, and you announce your pregnancy soon after.