#Itoshi brothers smut

[loolingz]

pls let me indulge in being fwb with sae, but he ends up falling for u first and just keeps it to himself for the longest time :(( i feel like one day he’d “accidentally” let it slip that he wants more with you while ur fucking, n he tries to play it off like it’s no big deal but on the inside he’s so nervous he’s scared you off ugh </3

nonnie YES!! tysm for this, oh my god! he’s scared to tell u bc usually its fucking with no feelings, i love him!! enjoy it, and asks are always open! 

he was in trouble.

he'd known he was for weeks. when you came over to his house in a nice frilly outfit to attempt to wow him — which, of course, you did — he knew. if only you knew what was going through his head when you two were having fun with each other.

"oh," your breathless voice pleads. "sae, please," the way he hums against your skin has you squirming in his grip, tightening around his fingers as he kisses your neck and shoulder ever so lightly. as sae stretches you out with his fingers, your thigh-length skirt does nothing to protect your lower half. your blouse was rendered worthless at this point, owing to the fact that it was no longer on you. when the two of you first met, it was flung over his shoulder someplace. he enjoyed littering  you. you enjoyed the sensation of his teeth. it was a win-win situation for everyone. or so you thought. you were unaware of his lingering touches and delicate movements.

a third finger slips inside of you, and you’re ashamed about just how much it affects you. it’s hard to stay quiet when he has his way with you- he knows your body too well by this point. his mouth focuses on that sweet spot on the junction between your neck and your shoulder. It’s the spot that can easily turn your sighs into moans. his thumb circles your clit and draws little mixed-up shapes in order to keep your toes curling and that fire in your belly burning. it’s downright evil the way he’s able to make you this wet. it’s like he wants the whole world to  hear your arousal as he works his magic on your pussy. but you’re not entirely  a saint right now.

after all, you are the one with your hand around his dick, aren’t you?

the growl he gives after a particularly harsh tug on his dick is satisfying. there’s precum coating your fingers. he’s making a mess of himself while making a mess out of you. but even the space between your thighs grows wetter and wetter, you can’t help but find yourself eyeing his frustrated face with a certain confidence. if the only way to get back at him is a couple of well-timed strokes then so be it. you’ll have him putty in your hands in no time at all.

this wasn’t the first time the two of you had... “mutually pleased” each other. Nor was it the second, or third, or fourth time. in fact- any chance he got, he’d simply send you a text message and have his way with you to his heart’s content every chance he got. even still, you always felt like you never quite had a good grasp on how to get him off. his dick felt all too large and heavy and hot in your hands. the mere memory of it being inside of you, stirring up your insides, was enough to send your heart racing. though you’re doing something right. you always do. he’s always the first one to grow close to his orgasm.

but he always makes you cum first. every single time.

when his hips begin to buck in time with your strokes, his fingers start moving inside of you faster. much, much, much faster. he stops peppering your neck with thousands and thousands of little tiny nips and kisses and marks just to claim your lips once more. he’s swallowing your moans, keeping you quiet as the lazy scissoring motion he was previously using on you moves to something more focused and deliberate. his long fingers curl deep inside of you, digits finding your the spot that makes you see stars and prodding at it again and again in a way that’s just not fair.

it’s so hard to focus. it’s so hard to keep your eyes open. they flutter and flutter in an attempt to keep your mind intact, but it’s just so  hard. your mouth drops open to let out another moan, and this you just know is a little too loud for comfort. but you can just feel the smirk he gives you against your skin, and you just know sae isn’t opposed to his claim in front of others. but you can’t think about that right now. your mind is on sae and sae alone.

that, and the way he’s about to make you cream all over his fingers.

his unoccupied hand moves up from its resting point of holding on to your hips. he traces and teases your skin as he trails his hand upwards until it finally reaches its destination- your chest. his hand gropes at your breast, twisting and teasing and twirling an overly sensitive nipple in between the rough pads of his fingers tip. you’re starting to see stars.

and that thumb. oh, god, that thumb. you don’t know how he does it. how he’s always able to bend you to his will, over and over again. because that thumb. that thumb on your clit is cruel. it’s so cruel, and it’s so mean. it’s what causes you to break away from his kiss with a startled gasp and a sudden shriek. the pit at the bottom of your stomach is growing. you feel hot- hot all over, and sae was not helping. the tickle of his hair against your shoulder as he whispers nothing but filthy words of praise in an attempt to coax you into an orgasm is sending you into overdrive. his breath against your ear, the way he breaks you down into a whiny little mess, and that  thumb.

“you just cum for me, got it?” he’s growling now. low, deep, and all too husky for your poor fucked out brain to process. “wish we had more than this. wish we were more than this. ‘want you so bad..” 

his eyes widened at his confession, quickly adding a line about your pussy holding tight on his fingers, trying to play off what he had just said.

this sae of yours- this green eyed, red haired sweet boy of yours is downright filthy behind doors. he’s dirty in all the right ways. tainted in all the best of the word, and it’s all for you. all for your body. all for your pleasure. all to drive up you up, get you drunk off his touch, and keep going until you can’t even stand. or pass out. all for your love.

whichever comes last.

in a last-ditch effort to ensure he experiences what he’s putting you through, your grip on his cock tightens. you’re pumping it furiously, working your hand in the way he’s taught you all those weeks ago when it was your first time together. you’re moving with purpose, with vigor, and with passion. his breath hitches loudly, and he’s humping your hand faster and faster. but there’s no time to taste the victory. his retaliation is swift, and his retaliation is punishing. because in just seconds, he’s practically ambushing your pussy

at this point, you’re reduced to tears. all you can do is nod and beg and whimper as you try to clench down on his fingers, chasing your high. your legs are shaking, and at this point, sae is the only thing keeping you upright. every breath you take is overcome with nothing but gasps and squeals as the coil in your stomach tightens and tightens. god, you’re so close. how does he do it? how does he always manage to take you to new heights that you’ve never been before?

“could give you so much more than this,” he whispers again and the sloppy chants of ‘yes, yes, yes, yes-’ fall out of your mouth in pretty little bows, dolled up just for him. “cum for me.”

and you do.

it happens with a start- the coil in your belly snaps, and your mind goes numb. you let out a loud cry as your cunt clenches around his fingers, but sae swallows it quickly with a deep kiss before he starts to cum himself. he forces you to ride out your orgasm with him, white-hot ropes cum shooting out of his dick with every little groan that sneaks out his mouth. his thumb slows down, not quite abusing your poor, oversensitive clit anymore, but it still feels like torture. you don’t want him to stop. not now, not ever.

the quiet gasps of air you let out are all the forest hears in the aftermath. sae’s lips brush against your shoulder, your neck, and your lips over and over again as he catches his own breath. the smile you give him is soft when he finally meets your eyes. But it’s not until you offer up a silent nod does he finally give a small smile back.

and as wordlessly as the two of you started, he sinks down to his knees, hikes a leg over his shoulder, and gives you his tongue in all the right ways.

“then make me yours, sae itoshi.” 

[tsukimirecs]

BLUE LOCK // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works. creds for divider

itoshi rin

because you're my muse

wallet

make you mine

nodus tollens

nothing more than lovesick

supernatural

mutual support

jealousy

itoshi sae

seabird

devotion

us, again

it would have been sweet

find love

freefall

valentines

michael kaiser

five dates and a proposal

sweet nothings

stench

red

what does it mean if i can't write a love letter?

it's like i'm painting pictures the way i picture paint

pulling pigtails

yoichi isagi

say you love me

fake it 'til we make it

football for dummies

lost

wednesdays with you

skirt physics

seishiro nagi

your attention on me, please!

flight of the navigator

hell or glory, i don't want anything in between

lullaby

his favorite character

good luck charm

reo mikage

sharing secrets in the dark

your tequila lips is my idea of luxury

[hioriyostwin]

THIS AIN'T EVEN A SPORT MANGA ANYMORE BRUH

HE'S SO CUTE OMGGGG (he my son fr)

[eliezeer]

my love💖

[ilsanslut]

꒷♡꒷ TREAT YOU BETTER!

♰ featuring: sae itoshi + rin itoshi (mentioned) [blue lock]

♰ note: this one is a DOOSY and i'm not even kidding when i say it took me 9 hours and 45 minutes to complete this, over the course of two days of course. However, as my first time ever writing on tumblr, i decided to go all out! that being said, it would mean a lot to me if you would support this work by reading, liking, and reblogging!

sypnosis: why be with his lukewarm little brother when you could be with him instead? wc: 6.6k content/trigger warning(s): 18+. fem/fem-bodied reader. POST BLUE LOCK. sibling rivalry. implied thick/chubby!reader. sae is mean. jealous!sae. bully!sae. rin is 19. sae is 21. CHEATING. degradation. unprotected sex. fingering. squirting. rough sex. DUBIOUS CONTENT. spanking. dacryphilia. slut shaming. groping. implied size kink. minor angst. hair pulling. ONE face slap. pussy slapping.꒷꒦ view the second part here: part two.

Coming home for the holidays, birthdays, or other special occasions is somewhat of a family tradition that enables people to slow down and focus on spending quality time with loved ones. These kinds of celebrations give families that may otherwise be estranged from one another due to work or geography the chance to reunite and enjoy each other's company. And this reasoning was no different in the Itoshi household. What was the occasion for this month’s gathering? Well, it was Mama Itoshi’s birthday, of course!

You see, you have known Rin and Sae Itoshi since you were all very young. Your mothers were best friends, and by default, that meant that you three would become close as well.

Growing up with the Itoshi brothers, on the other hand, was . . . interesting, to say the least. Where Rin found your presence to be refreshing, Sae found you to be a nuisance. You didn’t care for football; you got in the way of his practice; and you were a girl. He always thought you were too weak to play with, and he didn’t hesitate to make his feelings known to you. Pulling your hair until you screamed, pushing you around when you weren’t even in his way, and calling you mean names until your little E/C eyes welded up with fat tears were just some of the things he would do to torment you. Had it not been for little Rinnie stepping in and protecting you from his brother’s outright bullying, Sae most likely would’ve continued until you cried to your mom about how mean Sae-chan was to you. But you would never do that. Your little crush on him would never allow you to get him into trouble.

Nii-chan! Don’t be too mean to Y/N. You’ll make her inner crybaby come out!

When Sae was especially cruel to you, Rin was always there to lift your spirits. He would tell you not to worry about his "meanie Nii-chan," take your hand and wipe your tears and snotty face, and lead you up to his room where you two could watch movies and play action figures away from his brother's taunts. Even if he could not take you away right away, for instance, if you three were at the park, he would always come and ride the swings or the big slides with you just to make you happy. Despite Sae’s every protest about how you were nothing more than a distraction to him, Rin, and football, you knew that your friendship was sincere and unbreakable.

As you three went through the ups and downs of childhood, you also weathered the storms of adolescence together. Sae left for Madrid, leaving you, Rin, and your previous feelings for his older brother behind to navigate the social awkwardness of junior high and share in each other's accomplishments while he was with his football team and you were at your respective clubs. Your friendship was a source of strength during those formative years, providing solace and understanding when the world seemed confusing.

As you two approached your high school years, something began to change. Accidental touches felt more like fleeting sparks, while innocent glances became lingering stares. Neither of you fully comprehended your newfound feelings, tiptoeing around the unsaid emotions that seemed to glimmer between the two of you until the day Rin asked you to be his just before entering Blue Lock. Now, for the past three years, you have been a happy couple, embarking on the dreaded hell of adulthood and the next chapter of your lives hand-in-hand.

Back in the present, the two of you were glad that Rin finally had some downtime from soccer—well . . . more so you than him. Even after the events of Blue Lock, he and Sae remained rivals, seizing any opportunity they could to humiliate each other on the field. That being said, Rin was almost always in the gym, meditating, doing yoga, or practicing his skills to pass the time. It was nice to be able to spend time together without the stress of his next upcoming game or press conference.

Because it was his mother's birthday weekend and all, she would, of course, invite her boys to come to stay with her and their father for the occasion, which included you too since you were Rin’s girlfriend. However, in the few days that you and Rin have already been at his childhood home, Sae had yet to arrive, and no one had heard from him since he texted his mother that he was on his way to the airport to depart. Regardless, the family was busy finalizing plans for their mother's big day. Mr. Itoshi was at the bakery finalizing the details for his wife's cake, Mrs. Itoshi was out for brunch with your mother, and Rin had gone for an afternoon jog because "staying cooped up all day will turn him into a lukewarm lard ass," in his words. As for you? You had just begun to rise, completing some housework in one of Rin’s old jerseys and washing the dishes on which you and Rin had just eaten a delicious breakfast.

After completing your tasks, you made your way back up the lavish stairs of their home with every intention of going back into Rin’s childhood room that you two were sharing for the weekend when you froze. Your gaze traveled to the opposite end of the hallway, to the closed door whose presence loomed in the distance—Sae’s room.

Memories from your childhood flashed back to you, of you watching him and Rin play all too violent and scary zombie video games, rewatching his matches, and, most begrudgingly, the numerous times he nudged your head with his foot and tousled your perfectly styled hair just to get a rise out of you.

Cringing internally at the past memories, you took a further step in the direction of Rin's room before hesitating once more.

It wouldn’t hurt to take a little peek inside Sae’s room, would it?

Despite your better judgment, you shuffled over the closed door and paused with your slender digits loosely encircling the handle. Your stomach churned and your heart thumped in your chest as your inner voice warned you not to enter another person's private space without their consent. But hold on—why were you getting anxious? Who was going to catch you when no one was at home? Turning the knob gently, the heavy oak door would give way with the tiniest of creaks, revealing a rather uninteresting-looking room. But given that Sae had rarely if ever, been home since junior high, it only made sense for it to be so plain. Aside from the plethora of trophies, medals, certificates, and framed photos that lined his dresser, what made it even more amusing was that those were only the leftovers from what could not fit in his trophy case beside his wooden dresser, which housed some of his youth team jerseys and junior trinkets.

You crept further into the cold room, wrapping your arms around yourself, and shuffled over to the plethora of awards from Sae's tireless efforts. As much as you weren’t fond of him, you had to admit that it was beyond admirable that a child was able to accomplish so much in so little time. He possessed a natural talent that professionals would kill for and others were envious of. Even though you were never interested in the sport, you envied him for being so naturally gifted at something he was passionate about.

“Some ‘monster genius’, huh?” You scoffed to yourself as your gaze fell on the last photo of Sae and Rin playing on the same team together before their relationship fell apart. Oh, how you miss those good old days of your youth.

“The fuck are you doing in here?”

Coming from behind you, an all too familiar voice startled you out of your reverie. Turning around, your wide eyes came to rest on Sae's form, which was motionless in the doorway, his stoic visage forever unamused, and his overnight shoulder bag resting by his feet.

When did he come in?

More notably, he’s . . . changed from the last time you’ve seen him since the U-20 vs. Blue Lock game three years ago. He was a bit taller, probably around 6’2” now. Because he was wearing a long-sleeved white compression shirt and gray sweatpants, you were able to see that his muscles were more defined than before, with every ridge and curve pronounced more vividly. His maroon locks had grown a bit longer, with his fringes now reaching slightly beyond his chiseled, clenched jaw, though his bangs remained forever lopsided and flipped back. And his turquoise eyes—had they gotten even sharper since the last time you'd seen them? The way they were glowering down at you, it was almost as though they were piercing right through your very soul.

“You deaf or something, you half-brained moron?”

Your eyes rolled exasperatedly into the back of your head as he rudely interrupted your thoughts. Only ten seconds after you reconnected, here he was spewing insults your way.

“Nice to see you too, Sae.” You grumbled sarcastically, internally dreading what this weekend would hold in store for the both of you.

In response, he hummed, remaining motionless in the doorway as his teal eyes bore into you with something unknown. The truth is, while you were distracted by his physical appearance, he was ogling you in the same manner. You had grown since the last time he’d seen you when you were back in high school. Your once innocent eyes now had a glint in them that could only be described as nubile; your once round cheeks had slimmed a bit to fit your maturing features; and your body . . . Damn, have you really grown over the years. You had developed a more feminine frame, with fuller thighs, widened hips, larger breasts, and a more prominent ass. You had developed into a truly breathtaking young woman, despite how much he hated to admit it.

“Almost thought you weren’t going to show at all.” You sighed, lazily checking your nails. “What are you doing here anyway?”

“I live here.” His voice was deadpan and monotone, yet it held an underlying hint of irritation. “All these years have passed since grade school, and you’re still as braindead as when you were a child.”

“And you’re just as much of an asshole as you used to be.”

You resisted the urge to sneer, not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he was getting under your skin, as you dropped your arms to your sides. When you made this motion, his brows would furrow, and he would cast a scrutinizing glare at your choice of clothing.

Talking to him was futile, and you did not want to be in this room any longer than necessary now that he was there. “Good to have you home, genius.” You spat sarcastically, attempting to push past him to exit the room, when all of a sudden his large hand would seize your bicep, halting your steps.

Your head snapped to him, your gaze a mixture of frustration and confusion as your lips parted to shout a rebuttal his way; however, upon seeing the blazing fire that had ignited in his eyes, you hesitated. His eyes narrowed to thin slits, like two fiery coals burning fiercely within his sockets. The intensity of his gaze was enough to send shivers down your spine, making you acutely aware of the gravity of his sudden wrath. His jaw clenched tightly, showing the strain of controlling his rage, and his brows furrowed, forming a menacing V-shape above his oculars.

“What the fuck are you wearing?” He seethed through clenched teeth, his voice deep and full of poorly contained malice.

You blinked. Your jaw dropped as you gawked at him, beyond perplexed. He had caught you so off guard that even you had to check what you were wearing to make sure you were not wearing anything objectionable. Nothing worth offending—fuzzy black pajama shorts that hugged your plush thighs, plain slippers, Rin's worn-out football jersey.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, you coy little slut.”

That silenced you effectively. Your eyes enlarged—almost lamblike—and your pretty lips drew in a subtle gasp. Any previous spark that had been ignited within you had quickly diminished, choosing silence over tossing more gasoline onto Sae’s roaring flames.

It appeared as though his entire being was directing his wrath into his single, piercing gaze as every muscle in his face tightened with each passing second. His lips, which are typically flat or curved into an unamused frown, were now deep-set, corners tugging into an awful scowl.

“Why are you wearing that lukewarm loser’s jersey?” When you should be wearing mine?

Now it was your turn to be infuriated as he insulted your boyfriend—his brother—the same person he had thrown out like garbage all those years earlier. Your heart was pounding so loudly in your chest that you could hear your blood pumping in your ears.

“So I’m not allowed to wear my own boyfriend’s jersey now, fuckface?” His gaze faltered. “You going to call me names for that too, Sae? Pull my hair? Spit in my face? Huh?”

“*What did you just say?”

“I said are you going to—”

“No, you cow-titted bimbo. The first thing you said.” He leaned in closer to your face, his eyes owlish and unblinking since you opened your mouth. You could smell his minty breath from the gum he had been chewing wafting into your face, “Say it again.”

“I’m not allowed to wear my boyfriend’s jersey?” You repeated, confusion etching your tone.

“That.” He snarled, his voice elated in a sick way, as though he had just found out the answer to some legendary riddle.

The hand that had been gripping your bicep now violently jerked you to the side, shoving you into his door. Before you had time to react, he crowded your personal space as his forearm pressed against the wood above your head, allowing you to smell the faint scent of his expensive cologne. “When did that happen?”

The initial fire that fueled his rage now transformed into a different kind of heat, a simmering and bitter envy that gnawed at his insides. He found himself grappling with conflicting emotions - on the one hand, he was somewhat happy that his blockhead of a brother managed to get a girlfriend, but on the other hand, it was you. The same girl that he had been pining over since you were first introduced to him all those years ago. The same girl that he thought was prettiest when she pouted at him with fat tears in her eyes and pleaded with him to be nicer to her. The same girl that consumed his thoughts 24/7. The same girl that he jerked his cock to at night after seeing how her fat tits in that all too small jersey bounced every time she cheered for his brother at that stupid game against Blue Lock. The same girl that, on all of those lonely nights overseas, he wished that, instead of fucking his fist, he was pummeling himself deep in your sopping wet cunt. The same girl that he was about to ruin before his brother got home from his whereabouts.

“Before Blue Lock . . .” Your voice was hushed, barely above a whisper, as though you were afraid of awakening a savage beast.

Three years. Three fucking years, and no one told him?! Not his mother, not his father, not Rin, not your stupid little social media (that he may or may not have been stalking) where you posted pictures of cats, candid photos of your friends, or whatever the fuck you got at your local coffee shop that day—not even you.

His once-obvious fury and visceral expression subsided, simmering beneath the surface in a contained inferno that burned with a ferocity few could fathom. Despite the turmoil raging inside him, he remained eerily calm, his stoic facade masking the storm within.

His demeanor exuded a cold, steely resolve that sent shivers down your spine and, quite frankly, took your breath away. There was an ominous sense of stillness in his presence, as if the air itself dared not disturb the calmness he projected.

“. . . Do you love him?” He spoke in hushed tones, each word enunciated with precision and purpose. There was no need for loud outbursts; the intensity of his calmness alone was enough to make you cower beneath him.

You were dumbfounded by his question, powerless to respond, and yet the longer you remained silent, the more you could see the cracks in his facade begin to scorch through his surface.

“D-Don’t be stupid, Sae. Of course I do, he’s my—”

You would never be able to finish your statement quick enough before his hands were on you, meaty palms digging into your hair, blunt nails scratching against your scalp as he grabbed a visceral hold onto your roots. The searing pain and astonishment coursing through your frame had you shrieking—in what? You didn’t know. Fear? Agony? Guilt?

Using his grip on you as a lead, he would tug you forcefully out of your slippers and down the hall to somewhere unknown. He ignored your screams as the weight atop your head forced your sight to the ground, your manicured nails digging into his wrist and clawing in an attempt to be freed.

“S-Sae, I-I’m sorry! Please, let me go! You’re hurting me!”

He said nothing, his heavy and deliberate footsteps speaking for him before he paused a short distance later. He threw you forward carelessly with surprising strength, causing you to land painfully on the wooden floors in front of you, barely having time to brace yourself with your palms. You had no time to catch your breath, though, as he shuffled over to you with fast-paced footsteps. Looking up fretfully, you would see Sae towering over you, taking notice that you were now on the floor of Rin’s room just before his bed.

“Sae—”

“Sae! Sae! Don’t be stupid; I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” He openly mocked you, his lip curled into the faintest of sneers as he glowered down at you in hatred. Although even you could see that there was a bit of hurt behind his cruel teal eyes, “All you do is flap those pretty fuckin’ lips of yours, never knowin’ when to shut your stupid little trap.”

He relished in the way your bottom lip trembled and your eyes grew glassy, the same way they used to all those years ago.

“Still a little crybaby too, I see. Don’t worry, baby, you’ll be sorry soon enough for leading me on all this time.” He grumbled, lunging for you again.

He snagged at your roots again, drawing a sob from your lips as he mercilessly dragged you to your feet. Releasing his grip on your hair, he instead chose to grab your jaw harshly in his palm, using his thumb and forefinger to squish your cheeks and pucker your lips so that he may smash his lips against your own. It was messy, sloppy, and full of passion and rage on Sae’s end. He smeared your gloss, claimed your brims, and forced his tongue into your pretty, pliant mouth, all with the intention of claiming you and your maw for his own—but you would never let him.

You belong to Rin! You were loyal to him! So then, why do Sae’s lips feel so damn good against your own right now? This was wrong. So, so wrong, and yet, why did you want more of him?

Your mind was cloudy. Your head was spinning. You couldn’t breathe. He was suffocating you. Your dainty fists beat at his beefy chest and shoulders, trying to get him to get off of you, but to no avail. Instead, he seized both of your wrists in the grasp of his other hand and squeezed painfully in a warning, forcing you to whine against his lips—a delightful sound that went straight to his hardening bulge that he shamelessly pressed against you, grinding sinfully against your hips.

When he finally pulled away from you, you clearly appeared dazed. Your eyes were half-lidded and glassy, yet you were silently pleading for him to give you more. Your plump lips had swollen from his being pressed so forcefully against your own, and a singular strand of saliva still connected your lips to his own—one which he would sinfully lick away with a salacious swipe of his tongue.

The hand he used to grab your face gently shook your head back and forth, his sadistic turquoise hues savoring your already fucked-out expression. “There’s the greedy bitch I know and love. Finally decided to show yourself, huh? What? You want more, hm? What about your little boyfriend, princess?”

“R-Rin . . . I love, Ri—” You were cut off when Sae’s expression flared, his hand releasing your face for naught but seconds before connecting with your cheek in a hard slap. You squealed from the impact, your head whipping to the side in shock, but you could not help but feel strangely aroused by the contact. He grabbed your cheeks in his palm once more and tightened his hold on your face, bringing you closer to him until you were nose to nose.

“Don’t lie to me, you little minx.” He snarled as he cut his eyes at you. “You don’t think I’ve noticed the way you’ve been looking at me after all these years, like you wanted me? Or that I haven’t overheard your stupid little conversations about how dreamy you think I am to your friends, huh? Or how about now, when you swear up and down that you love my loser little brother, when here you are already going stupid on me when I’ve barely even touched you?”

You clenched your eyes shut as hot, guilty tears rushed behind your lids. He’s right. You've wanted him—always have—but it was too late now. You were with Rin, and he was the love of your life. You could not possibly change that, could you?

“Just say it, Y/N.” He chided, his voice softer than it was before, yet it still held it’s cold, irritated undertone. “Say you want me, and I’ll make you feel better than that lukewarm little shit ever has.” He released your face and smoothed his thick digits over the top of your head, stopping only when he could rest his fingers beneath your chin and tilt your head to look up at him. Your gaze focused on him once more.

“ . . . I want you, Sae. B-But Rin . . . ”

Sae hushed you again, pressing his lips against yours. How badly he wanted that name to never again be uttered by your lovely tongue. When Sae pulled away again, there was the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

“We’ll be quick, okay?” A lie. He was going to take his time fucking his brother’s name out of your memory. “He’ll never suspect a thing.”

Your apprehension was palpable, but ultimately you would succumb to sin and let desire and greed rule over logic and reason. You nodded, giving him the nonverbal go-ahead to stomp on the accelerator and never let up.

“Good girl.” He praised you, both hands abandoning your face to now grip at the collar of your shirt. In one swift motion, he ripped Rin’s jersey clean off of you from down the middle. “About time we got that shit off of you. The sight of it was makin’ me sick.” He spat as he tossed the tattered fabric over his shoulder.

You were not wearing a bra, so the violent motion had your breasts bouncing free after being momentarily released from their confines, allowing them to slap softly against the flesh of your rib cage—much to Sae’s viewing pleasure. You grew sheepish as he seemed to freeze, staring so brazenly at your bare breasts that you began to feel a bit self-conscious. Was something wrong? Did he not like them? Was he expecting more? Less?

In reality, the answer was none of the above. The midfielder swore under his breath as he shoved you back onto Rin's cozy comforter. He hastily climbed on top of you and used his body weight to pin you against the bed as his lustful hands began to grope and knead at your supple flesh, eliciting precious mewls with each delightful squeeze. His lips would latch onto one of your breasts as he dipped his head downward; the thumb and forefinger of his free hand would play with the other, teasing your nipples. His sharp teeth bit greedily over the delicate areola as his tongue flicked and laved over the hardening buds. The stimulation only served to heighten your arousal, as evidenced by the way you wailed his name like a sweet song meant only for his ears and how your thighs squeezed together from your excitement drooling from your folds.

This didn’t go unnoticed by Sae, who was busy alternating between pleasuring both of your breasts and growling under his breath, “Lewd fuckin’ body. S’all mine . . .” When he pulled away, there were visible marks left in his wake—light red splotches and indentations of hungry teeth imprinted on your skin.

He reached for the hem of his compression shirt and lifted it above his head, tossing it off to the side as he sat above you, staring lustfully down at you. He would manhandle you further after sliding off of your body. He pulled your shorts down in one motion, grabbed your thick thighs by the backs of your knees, and pushed them up towards your breasts. When he did, he couldn’t help but whistle, admiring how your puffy folds clung together and your inner thighs remained sticky from your translucent arousal.

“Has he ever made you wet like this?” Sae inquired, leering at you from between your thighs like a hungry lion with it’s eyes set predatorily on a helpless gazelle, to which your gaze would quickly avert. You and Rin had such a strong emotional bond that you never felt the need for frequent sex between you two. There were a few times, though, when Rin would fuck you after a winning game in a way that made you see stars, but those were always very far apart.

Your silence was all Sae needed for his answer. He crept back up onto you, chuckling sardonically as he held your thigh up with one hand, using his body to keep your other spread apart. He wanted to see all of your pretty expressions up close and personal when he ravished you. Swiping two of his fingers between your folds, the sudden motion caused your hips to jerk into his touch and you to keen with need.

Slowly, he inserted a single digit inside of you, hissing at how your walls selfishly gripped his fingers and eagerly tried to devour more of him. “Loosen up, will you, greedy slut?” He slapped your thigh with his other hand as your back arched with pleasure. “This tight pussy will never be able to take my cock at this rate.”

You tried to loosen up, you really did, but there was something so delicious—so tantilizing—about his thick, calloused fingers caressing your velvety walls that made you crave more of him. He continued to thrust his single digit inside of you, his teal oculars peering into your own with such intensity that it forced you to look away.

“Stop that.” His hand that grabbed the back of your knee slithered along your outer thigh until he could grasp your chin and force you to look back at him. “Eyes on me.” He ordered, to which you would nod dumbly amidst your pleasured mewls.

You felt the delightful stretch of another of his thick fingers pressing into your sopping cunt, thrusting in tandem with his previous one, as he leaned closer to you and his lips just barely touched your own.

“S-Sae, mmph, more, please, please, touch me more.” You begged, bringing a sinful smirk to the midfielder’s lips.

Unexpectedly, he would comply with your requests, pressing the pad of his thumb against your throbbing clit and rubbing quick, pleasurable cricles with his fingers as he arduously sought out that sweet, sweet spot inside of you. You could not help but start sobbing his name, his thick fingers filling you to the brim even though he had yet to stuff his cock into you. Each time he curled upward inside of you, his impeccable skill had you gasping for reprieve.

It was nothing like Rin’s. His fingers were slightly thinner than his brother’s, but they were a tad longer too, able to reach the deepest spots within you without even trying. Sae's immense precision and experience, which allowed him to know exactly where your sweetest spots lay within you, made up for his lack of length.

“ . . . Are you seriously thinking about him right now?”

You were startled out of your reverie by his curious tone and thinly veiled anger. You tried to focus on his hardened features through your daze, but you couldn’t. The knot in your tummy tightened, and you felt an enormous wave of pleasure wash over you. Something big was coming, and you could feel it reverberating all throughout your core.

“He could never make you feel this good, could he? Never get this pretty cunt this wet for him, hm?” All throughout his monologue, you could hear the sinful squelching of your juices soaking his palm, dripping down his wrist, and splattering onto the floor. You were a mess beneath him. He would abuse that rough patch just along your upper walls until your toes clung to the sheets in ecstasy.

“M’sorry, m’sorry!” You mewled, breath coming out in short, high-pitched pants as you writhed under him, his pace increasing as he felt your walls fluttering around his fingers.

“Who’s making a mess of you right now? Huh? Speak up, princess; let me hear you say it.”

“—You, Sae! You, you, you! Hah, please, I-I can’t . . . ! I-I’m gonna—”

“Do it. Cum on my fuckin’ fingers. Make a mess for me, pretty.”

You did just that. Your body went rigid for naught but a second before your back was arched into him, and your head tossed itself back into the pillows as a chorus of unabashed wails of your release erupted from your pretty, drooling lips. Your release was immense—loud—as a gushing of juices from your pussy thoroughly drenched the sheets, Sae’s sweatpants, his abs, and his entire forearm.

You squirted. For him. For the first time ever.

It was uncharacteristic how an almost feral grin twisted on Sae’s lips, his fingers removing from your sopping cunt to place a few well-directed slaps on your far too sensitive and overstimulated pussy.

“Atta’ fuckin’ girl. Can’t believe my baby brother was keeping such a sweet little succubus all to himself—selfish bastard.”

You couldn’t even hear him; your chest was rising and falling heavily as tears of pleasure ran down your cheeks (and thighs).

“Hey, hey. You still with me?” His tone was soft, his typically impassive visage now meeting your own with furrowed eyebrows and a tinge of concern behind his bright hues.

You nodded—it was all you could muster at this moment, but it was good enough for Sae. He brought his soaking hand to your parted lips, lightly tapping the digits on your plump flesh in a silent command for you to clean him off. He chuckled. Your lithe tongue and eager brims slurped, licked, and sucked your mess off of his thick fingers that were now shoved down your throat without you even needing to be told what to do.

“You wanna do that again for me? On my cock this time, pretty?”

You were exhausted, your body already aching beneath him, but you still craved more from him. Another meek nod was given, your dazed eyes meeting his only to utter around his fingers, words garbled from his fingers on your tongue, “Wantha’ squirth’ awound ya cahwk.”

That was all Sae needed to hear as he stepped off of the bed, making quick work to discard his soaked sweatpants and boxers into the growing pile of clothes at the base of the bed. His large hands grabbed your soft hips, tugging you toward him with ease as he flipped you onto your hands and knees. He let out a growl, his hand raising to smack your plump ass once, then twice, on both of your cheeks before taking big, greedy handfuls of your flesh into his ravenous palms. This was undoubtedly already his favorite thing about you.

Standing by the edge of the bed, Sae placed your body horizontally across the mattress with your head facing the door. With a forceful push of your face down into the sheets, your view of the room instantly became obscured. You craned your neck back, peering at Sae from over the arch of your back as he grabbed one of your fat cheeks in one hand and used his other to line his cock up with your entrance. He slapped his heavy cock against your folds, his blossoming mushroom tip connecting with your throbbing clit making you both keen with ecstasy.

He couldn’t wait any more. He needed to be inside of you. He entered your drooling cunt with a single, calculated push, and your fluttering walls were already trying to devour more of him in response to the intrusion. Sae groaned as his hips met the flesh of your ass once he was buried to the hilt inside of you. His head lulled back as he dug his blunt nails into your flesh.

For the past three years, this—this right here is exactly what he had been craving, yearning over, and lusting for—and now he had it. He nearly came from the feeling inside of you alone, though; he’d be damned if he let the fun stop there.

A steady pace was quickly established by the midfielder's hips, and his long, deliberate strokes were deep enough to feel in your tummy and cause your toes to curl up in pleasure. Having had such a powerful orgasm not even minutes earlier, you were still fairly sensitive; however, that only made things all the more enjoyable.

“O-Oh my god, y-your cock, it’s t-too much, I-I can’t—”

“Don’t tell me you can’t, you cock-loving slut.” He snapped at you, cutting your pleas short with a sharp thrust of his hips. The rhythmic plapping of your ass against his pelvis resonated off the walls of the bedroom, lewdly ringing in your own ears. “This is everything I—we’ve—been wanting for years. Don’t tell me that now, all of a sudden—” He paused, groaning deeply through gritted teeth as you clenched around him. “—That this pretty pussy can’t take anymore when you’re gripping me so desperately.”

“B-But Sae, i-it feels too good! Like I’m . . . I’m gonna make a mess again!” You whined.

He thought it was adorable that even in the most deplorable and deprived of acts, you still attempted to hold some semblance of modesty. Oh, how you were both far past that.

If anything, that just fueled his aggression. He used your words as justification to pummel your poor pussy harder and faster, putting both of his hands on your hips and lower back and pressing his weight against you to force you into an almost painful arch as his pelvis slammed into your ass. Your vision went blurry from his unforgiving pace, and your throat went raw from your cries and screams of pleasure.

“Who’s making you feel this good, huh?” He grunted in between thrusts, a hand raising to land a furious smack on your ass that caused you to mewl and your tiny fists to grip the sheets.

“Y-You, Sae! You are! Ngh, plea—”

“And who’s cock do you like better, huh, princess? Me or that lukewarm fuckface’s?”

You hesitated, but only for a millisecond, as you felt the blunt head of his cock caressing your sweet spot, pummeling into you over and over as your thighs began to shake, growing unable to hold yourself up from the stimulation. His thrusts faltered as his cock twitched inside of you. You figured he was close too.

“Yours, y-yours! Your cock feels so good, I-I’m gonna cum again! I’m ngh gonna cum all over your f-fuck-ing cock!”

He let out an almost animalistic groan, something between a chuckle and a feral snarl, “Yeah, princess? You really mean it?” He moved one of his hands to your hair, threading his fingers through it without yet pulling, almost as if he were waiting for your response.

Your response was almost instantaneous, and the adorable chorus of incoherent babbles and cries of "yes, yes, yes" left your head spinning. You had the sensation that you might pass out completely.

Your head was abruptly yanked out of the pillows, and your gaze was once again forced upward. Your eyes, albeit blurry and glassy, caught sight of the all-too-familiar figure standing in the doorway. Sweat dribbling from his forehead while dressed in a white windbreaker and sweatpants to protect himself from the elements during his jog, stood the one person who filled you with dread.

Rin.

He was back.

As your eyes locked onto the all-too-memorable teal ones boring into your own, your moans ceased. The logic and reason that you had previously dismissed for giving into your desires came flooding back. Guilt, which had been gnawing at the pit of your stomach, reared it’s ugly head once more.

He caught you.

With his brother.

The realization of your actions, the feeling of knowing that you hurt someone you cared deeply about and promised your life to, left you reeling. The enormity of the situation left you speechless and unable to respond.

As the shock slowly gave way to the depths of your despair, tears welled up in your eyes, this time of anguish. Your ability to control your emotions ran out, and you began to sob, letting the tears run down your cheeks. Each tear that ran free was weighed down by guilt and regret.

All the while, Sae never stopped thrusting behind you. Almost as if he remained unfazed by his brother’s—your boyfriend’s—sudden appearance.

“R-Rin—”

“—Save it.”

His initial shock, disbelief, and hurt gradually gave way to something else. He was angry, searing with anger as malice began to rise within him, a blaze of fury that threatened to consume him. Though he wasn’t looking at you, he was looking at . . . Sae?

“You told me you would wait until I got back, Nii-chan.”

The air left your lungs.

. . . What?

Using the grip from your hair, Sae pulled you back into him, pressing your body flush against his own as he craned your neck back into an awkward angle, forcing your gaze to meet his own. A dark and unsettling satisfaction crept into his expression, the corner of his lips tugging into a smirk. His eyes sparkled with a perverse delight, reveling in the twisted pleasure he derived from your adorably bewildered and anguished expression.

Your breath hitched.

Your mind raced for answers.

Sae’s gaze lazily tore from your own and to Rin's, who still remained in the doorway, the forward’s eyes sinfully burning into the way your breasts bounced sinfully from each of Sae’s now slow, agonizing thrusts.

"You know, little brother, it is not too late to join in on the fun."

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if this gets enough attention, i may make a part two!

[blueparadis]

I feel bad about sending you many thirst but I am so obsessed so if you wanna ignore this, it's your choice BUT LIKE HEAR ME OUT-

Rin and Sae having a very clingy and horny girlfriend ever!! She just constantly needs to be touched by her beloved boyfriend. Rin obviously doesn't mind!! He absolutely loves that almost every night you wake him or Sae up to touch her!!

Anyways hope you have a good sleep/day because idk what timezone you're in!! <3

as you can see, I couldn't hold myself back. No, no dear. You're not a bother. Keep them coming :> & don't ever feel bad for being corny hahah <3 i was kinda confused if this was supposed to be a polyamory but I did them seperate >~<

— f!reader, smut, boyfriend headcanons + scenarios, more as individual warnings + ft. Itoshi brothers.

implied somnophilia, multiple rounds,fingering overstimulation, cockwarming, service- dom!Rin

It's admirable how Rin’s hands slips under your top during every movie night. The moment you sit in between his legs, all his attention diverts from the movie on to you.

And lucky for him, you cannot seem to concentrate on the movie until you feel the familiar touch of his hands on your skin. He likes to play with your boobs, kneading them, eyes watching you, your low little gasps as you watch movie. Sometimes his hands slip into your underwear and he ends up playing with your pussy too.

Also, likes to come up behind you while you are in the kitchen, kiss your shoulders, and tell about his day while he slowly eases two fingers inside you.

He won't admit it ; his ego won't let him. But he loves how you take him so well. All the time, not just in bed, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in the couch. . . It's just drives him crazy how you are always so needy and who is he to deny when you whine in that pretty voice?

“Yes baby? What? now? Like now now?”, he coos in a sleepy voice words toppling over one another, his nose grazing your neckline, heavy breaths hitting your earlobes occasionally as you keep fidgeting with his cock. “um-hm”, and that's all it takes for him to fuck you witless.

voyeurism, dacryphillia, branding, cunnilingus, sensory deprivation, pleasure-dom!sae

It's astonishing how Sae has not grown tired of you, your continuous whines begging nothing but to touch you. What's more astonishing is that how shamelessly you succumb to his touch, every damn time.

Sae is a bit territorial as well as wild. Unlike his brother, he wouldn't waste any time in fingers fucking you for multiple times.

Instead, he lets you beg.he lets you ride him while he won't even move a muscle. Sometimes, he would just watch you touch yourself with every last bit of desperation threatening your sanity because he knows only his fingers, his cock, his touch can make you feel good.

Kisses are his forte. Just when you are close to your orgasm, your fingers being clammy, muscles stiff from imprecise masturbation he pins your hands above your head with one hand while the other curls around your neck as his lips matches the desperation you seek.

He loves to leave marks on your body, basically the intimate parts : inner thighs while eating you out, wrists while hammering his cock inside you, necklines when he lets you ride or cockwarm him.

“you ’kay baby? Or do you want more?”, he would ask after pulling a fourth orgasm , nose and lips glistening with your slick while you pant and huff to give an answer.

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[blondieeu]

adorn. barou s.

despite popular beliefs about the mans preferred position in bed, the first time you have sex with barou shouei, he lets you do whatever you want to him.

"fuck"

he forced the word out through clenched teeth as he watched your head bob up and down around his cock. big doe eyes looking up at his as you kept a hand on the base of his cock, catching the sticky, leftover spit gathered there.

wet squelching noises sounded with every movement you made, of course along with the faint sound of your boyfriends heavy breathing. he was so hot in the moment, he was all sweaty and his face being a bright scarlet.

now barou wasn't really a sensitive person- never have been, never will be. but the sight of you giving open mouthed kisses to the side of his cock was seriously gonna make him go crazy.

"just like that girl"

his voice fought a war against itself trying to hold back the slutty groans that almost made their way out and into the now hot air of his bedroom. you brung your dry hand up to his clothed, sculpted stomach before pushing up the black wife beater he wore to reveal his skin.

barous big hands embedded themselves into the roots of your curly hair, tugging and pulling at it desperately. he thrusted his hips up and into your mouth in a pitiful attempt to somehow go even further into your throat.

your mouth and his cock became sloppier by the minute as you kept sucking at him. you took his cock out of your mouth with a faint popping noise, but kept stroking with a relatively faster pace. a thin string of spit connected your hand and your glossy lips.

"keep milkin it baby"

blondieeu xx

[gisele0127]

HI WHAT ABT ITOSHI SAE when his touchy gf just wants to cuddle himmmm but he's so touch starved and cant stop his ears and face from turning red when she sits on his lap and plays with his hair 🤭🤭🤭🤭

notes: haha I love this prompt! it might be a little ooc though, I hope you like it.

The itoshi parents weren’t very involved in sae and rins lives. Sure they provided the money needed for soccer for the boys but never once did they attend any of saes games. They were estatic when sae got scouted for Spain! (they saw $$$ coming their way) As a result the itoshi brothers never really received motherly or fatherly love, for heavens sake sae didn’t even see them for 4 years. Sae never got attention from them, sure he got attention from girls and the media, but none of that mattered. He just wanted to feel loved by someone.

That’s where you came in. Sae itoshis girlfriend of approximately 5 months.

Sae never thought he would be in a relationship, especially during such a critical time in his career. Yet here he was secretly madly in love with you. he would never tell you that though.

So far in your relationship sae hasn’t really initiated physical contact. In fact he’s barely touched you, other that holding hands and kisses here and there. Sae would rather just spend time with you, and buy you expensive things. For example, one time he got you an expensive necklace and matching rings, which he puts his on a chain during matches. Cute promise rings. sae is such a romantic.

And yet here you are on a random Tuesday afternoon sitting on saes couch while he’s watching and analyzing matches. Feeling a little touch starved you scooted closer to him laying your head on his shoulder. He stiffens but eventually puts his arm around your waist awkwardly. You look up to see his ears a little pink while he has his normal rbf face. Awww he’s nervous.

You decide to tease him a little more and get closer to him by sitting on his lap facing him. He’s surprised by your actions, pink visible on his cheeks and ears. He doesn’t know what to do until you break the silence.

“Aww is sae blushing”

He pulls himself together and looks at you annoyed.

“No”

He definitely is. You get more comfortable on his lap, surprised that he hasn’t pushed you off yet. Your hands find his hair playing with it, remembering his old hairstyle from pictures he showed you.

It’s been about 30 minutes and your legs are starting to feel tired so you get off.

“Where you going?”

“To go pee”

Sae nods feeling lonely again. And when you come back to sit next to him, he picks you up setting you down then getting on top of you. He’s laying on top of you. He’s blushing hard. Hard.

You smile knowing that your boyfriend *not so secretly* loves cuddles.

Your touched deprived boyfriend loves you more each time you guys cuddle. And when you move in together he has to be cuddling you, if not he can’t sleep. You got him addicted.

[minarinnn]

AHHH THIS JUST INVADED MY MIND AND I HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT IT

ok so imagine rin itoshi; fast learner, really good grades, top of his class, just a perfect student overall

and then there’s you; slow learner, average grades, late to class, forgets to do homework, and barely passing your classes

so what happens when rin itoshi somehow develops a crush on you?

academic! rin who whispers the answers to you in class

it was another normal day in class. you found yourself with your head laying on the desk farthest from the front, slowly dozing off and cancelling whatever it was your teacher was talking about

“miss l/n… miss l/n!” you heard your teacher yell at you from the front of the class. you lift your head up in slight panic, noticing your teachers furrowed brows and angry pout. “what’s the answer to question number 7?” she inquired, raising her brows and crossing her arms. waiting for you to get it wrong so she can, once again, scold you for dozing off in her class

your eyes roamed the board as they found question number 7. you didn’t want your teacher to scold you again, but was there really another outcome? you didn’t know the answer and you were put on the spot with little to no time to think

“uhh” you spoke, swallowing and taking a shaky breath as your eyes roamed the classroom. “it’s D” rin whispered from next to you. you give him a quick side glance. his teal eyes were focused on his notebook but he was the smartest in the class so you had no choice but to trust him

“it- its D!” you call out. your teachers eyes widen in disbelief as she looks back to the board once more. “c-correct..?” she muttered, still in shock over you getting it correct. she continued to give her class. “thank you” you whisper to rin, his eyes shooting you a quick glance. “don’t worry about it” he muttered, a slight heat rushing to his cheeks

academic! rin who allows only you to copy his homework when you, yet again, forgot to do it

“fuckk” you groan, banging your forehead on the table. “what’s up with you?” rin questioned from his seat. you both sat in the library because you had a free period. “i forgot to do the math homework” you spoke, worry and frustration visible in your tone and face “and i won’t be able to do it in time”

rin said nothing. he simply rummaged through his backpack, looking for his math notebook and upon finding it, pulling it out. he roamed the pages, landing on a specific one and sliding it your way. your brows furrow in confusion, looking up at him for answers. he’s looking away, almost as if he was embarrassed of something. “you can copy off mine” he says, his tone soft in contrast of his normal stoic tone.

“really?!” you gasp im excitement. he nodded his head, finally landing his gaze on your smiling face. “i could literally kiss you right now” you joked, pulling your notebook out and beginning to copy his homework. he rested his cheek in his palm, looking at you with the most loving eyes. “i wish you would” he muttered into his palm.

your ears perked up, not quite catching what he said. “what was that?” “i said i wish you wouldn’t” he lied through his teeth. you rolled your eyes playfully, dismissing his mean persona with a breathy laugh

academic! rin who volunteers to be your tutor as an excuse to spend more time with you

“you seriously still stuck on that question?” rin asked, his face scrunched up in disbelief. you glare at him, letting out a huff before speaking “not everyone has a big brain like you”. he rolled his eyes, secretly liking your compliment disguised in an insult

“i seriously don’t know what i’m gonna do for the test on friday” you sigh “i can’t seem to remember anything”. a light bulb lit up in rins mind. “i can tutor you if you want” he suggested

“you’d do that?” you questioned while he just shrugged, nodding his head a little. “wont i just stress you out?” you question again, not quite sure why he’s doing this

he let out a chuckle, scoffing a bit before speaking “you’d stress me out even more with all your babbling id you fail”. you open your mouth in shock but quickly close it again, knowing that was he spoke was nothing but the truth

“fine. i guess you can tutor me” you rolled your eyes playfully. rin fought every fiber in his body to not smile. spoiler alert: he failed

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[tatsumessy]

Double trouble - {itoshi sae}

Your twin daughters are mad at their father.

the moment you walked through the door you were met with your daughters standing side by side with tears in their eyes. they perked up seeing you walk through the door ready to tell on their father.

you stood there handing them your bags and walking away because you were not ready to hear them complain about what happened while you were away. “Mom!” the both said setting the bags down on the island counter, “what? what’s wrong my loves?” you asked washing your hands in the sink so you could start cooking.

“why did dad pick us up from school today?” one of your daughters asked whining while she spoke. “you both said you were tired of walking and your father happened to be home so he offered to pick you up, what’s the problem?” you said chopping up some vegetables to throw in the pot for curry. they both collectively looked at each other then back at you.

“he embarrassed us today! infront of everybody mom.” the other spoke slamming her on the counter, you sighed setting the knife down and grabbing the towel to clean your hands. “and how did he embarrass you?” “he made BOTH of our boyfriends pee their pants then in front of everyone he yelled ‘the itoshi twins are not allowed to date anyone until the age of fifty. their father ITOSHI SAE said that.’ he then glared at everyone and drove off.” you started busting out laughing at what he did and the two of them looked at you like you were crazy.

“what do you want me to do about it babe?” you asked looking at both of them, they were about to complain when the man himself walked into the room. they both turned away from him and ignored him like a bunch of kids. “hi baby.” he said wrapping his arms around your waist and soaking your clothes with his wet body, it was obvious he just got out the shower.

“hi,” smiling he leaned in to give you a kiss but you blocked it and pulled yourself away. “what was that for?” “sae, the whole overbearing father thing might’ve worked when they were eight but their sixteen now. it’s embarrassing when their celebrity father threatens their boyfriends and says cringey shit like giving them an age limit for when they can date.” he scoffed glancing over at the twin who had turned around to watch you scold their father.

“I didn’t do anything wrong.” he proceeded to say while leaning against the counter, “you can not use your fame to get what you want sae. it’s not fair to them.” you said leaning your chin into his chest and wrapping yours arms around his waist. he hated when you were right so doing the right thing, he sighed placing a kiss on your forehead then walked over to the twins to talk to them.

while finishing dinner you watched idly as he apologized then proceeded to tell them that the days of embarrassing them wasn’t over just in the situation he was wrong. you smiled watching his give the both of them kisses on their heads then watching them run off to go call said boyfriends.

he sighed then got to work on watching his film waiting for you to finish so that the two of you could spend time together.

[nicxl333]

ITOSHI RIN HEADCANNONS

character(s): pro athlete!itoshi rin, afab reader

content warning: nsfw headcanons, rough sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

sfw:

itoshi rin, who doesn’t engage in pda normally, but will if he feels threatened. especially by his rival, isagi yoichi. every time he interacts with you it pisses him off in ways indescribable

itoshi rin, who makes sure your every need is satisfied, no matter how much you try to decline his money. having his dream formerly crushed by sae splitting their duo dynamics and leaving makes him scared you might leave, thus doing everything he can to take care of you

itoshi rin, who will somehow manage to sneak his black card into your wallet everytime, no matter how many times you put it back

itoshi rin, who won’t hesitate to massage you if you’re riled up, stretching the kinks out of your shoulders, relishing in the way you sigh contentedly because of him

itoshi rin, who tries to get you to do morning yoga with him, although you turn him down everytime, valuing sleep more

itoshi rin, who makes it his duty to protect you from the paparazzi first, wrapping an arm around you, although his fans are actually there for him, rather than you

nsfw:

itoshi rin, who makes sure to give you multiple orgasms before his dick is even sheathed inside you

itoshi rin, who dicks you down properly each and every time you have sex, quickie or not

itoshi rin, who lets drool spill from the corner of his mouth, delirious with pleasure as he ploughs into your sopping wet cunt

itoshi rin, who leans down to grasp at one tit and suck on the other, swirling his tongue around the hardened pebble

itoshi rin, who hides his face in your neck when you look at him so prettily, mouth parted, pupils dilated, and heavenly sounds spilling from your mouth. he grunts in your ear, feeling his chest swell with pure overpowering love for you (he won’t tell you that yet though)

itoshi rin, who fucks his cum back into your cunt, driving it deeper into your womb before he delivers a fresh new load into you

itoshi rin, who makes sure to clean you up every time, wiping you down softly with a dampened flannel

itoshi rin, who lays in bed one day, looking at your supposedly sleeping figure, quite literally fucked to sleep in his eyes.

itoshi rin, who whispers to you “i love you” before drifting off himself

itoshi rin, who didn’t realise you heard him, whispering back an “i love you” of your own

[miukxrn]

Oh no i dropped my feminist literature books

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[naokyunnn]

★ WHAT WOULD CANCEL BLUE LOCK BOYS IN THE INTERNET ★

with — Rin, Shidou, Sae, Nagi

basically just about what canceled people have done but its blue lock characters

cw: mentions of violence (shidou and sae) mentions of reo x nagi 😭 (they’re not in a relationship here just a online inside joke in their fandom)

disclaimer: all just headcanons, all of em never happened, not canon 🫡

★ RIN

just some random day his name was just trending on twitter and people just keep on saying that “Rin is a nepo baby but his brother is the famous one” — “he’s only famous because of his brother”

honestly got canceled for no reason and he doesn’t give a fuck

he would wear those shirt with a “nepo baby” text on it

he would also get alot of backlash about his behavior. “he doesn’t wave at his fans” “he doesn’t want to take pictures together” “he flip us off”

he would go live on insta and have the funniest response on his issues (and they’re mostly used on tiktok as reaction vids)

haters wont affect him if he’s the biggest hater in this planet 🫡

and also restored tweets literally just bashing some other soccer players

★ SHIDOU

mainly literally brawling with rin in the middle of their game

“why is he still on the team anyway” “i can’t believe ya’ll still support shitdou” “all this tiktok girlies will make edits of him being this violent, poor rin :((“

people (rin’s fans) hated his guts because he always pick a fight with rin

another mf who won’t give a fuck about the internet have to say

restored tweets. mostly just saying the most horny statement known to man

has cheating allegations too

“bro thinks he’s aiku 😂” — “are they real? HAHWJSHA” — “bro he gets girlfriends?”

he enjoys being a menace in the internet, he’s fine being a clown of it or whatever he just want to piss people off

★ SAE

being literally friends with shidou 😭😭

“no wonder he’s also a meanie”— “yall need to see someone if you guys find red flags like them hot😭”— “gahdam what’s wrong with his hair🤨”

he gets alot of hate already about his attitude

said a slur once

run over a paparazzi once with his luxurious car

but people find it really hard to hate him fully because he always get the best plays whenever he’s on the field, that at the end of the day more people still will be cheering for him

one of his big issue is literally having a own fight with his OWN brother

people think that’s too far already and feels sorry for rin

“poor guy no wonder why he’s so emo he have a brother like this” — “its always the older siblings” — “this whole soccer thing is turning into a drama”

★ NAGI

he has very overly obsessed fans

yep. i like to think that aside football, he also streams online to show off his gaming skills

doesn’t care about the hate comments he gets because he know that haters can’t be avoided when you’re famous. BUT HIS FANS ON THE OTHER HAND…

if you said something that he didn’t like the world will most likely know your address or something because his fans are gnna come for you

and his fans will probably bully tf out of his haters too 😭

“nagi stans are krazy bruh dont mess with them” — “those nagi stans need jail time 😬” — “nagi control ur fandom 😐 they’re ruining lives online”

will apologize on his fans behalf

has probably said something homophobic accidentally and didn’t know it was that offensive til he reads his chats

“ayo! HAHAHAHAH don’t you have a boyfriend?”— “reo collect ur man HAHAHA” — “bro why u said that 💀”

would apologize for the lack of knowledge

nagi: guys reo is not my boyfriend, he’s my best friend y’ll

thanks for reading lads

[froggoon]

☆*:.｡. Boyfriend rin! 18+ .｡.:*☆

Boyfriend rin! Loves seeing you in the stands during his game wearing his jersey. Even in a crowd of 3,000 people, he can pick out your face. During the game when it’s hot outside and you are all red from the heat and screaming his name, it ignites a fire in him to do even better. He wants to win just for you. He knows you’ll have a special prize for him after.

Boyfriend rin! Spoils you to no end. He loves you and doesn’t see a problem making sure you know it. Your craving sushi late a night? There’s a delivery at your door. You want a need dress for a party? The package is already delivered (he saw you looking at it last time you went shopping). Your necklace broke? Here’s 10 more.

Boyfriend rin! Is a simp. He might as well have a tattoo on his face saying “I love my girlfriend” with the amount of times he talks about you, ditches plans to hang out with you, or when he wears the shirt you made for him with your face on it. You are his angel, and he’ll make sure you are treated right.

Boyfriend rin! Comforts you when you're feeling like you aren't good enough. Everyone has off days when they feel like they haven’t progressed in life or feel insecure. Rin has had his fair share of those days when he was competing with Sae. But you are always there to make him feel better and he wants to do the same for you. Rin makes sure he is there to hold you in his arms and whisper how much you mean to him and that you are his world.

Boyfriend rin! Gets extremely jealous when he sees you talking to other guys, especially Sae. He hates the idea of someone making you happier than him or laugh harder than him. He plans to marry you and he wants everyone to know your his. He’ll wrap his hand around your waist and pull you closer to him while resting his head on yours to make everyone know who your heart belongs to.

Boyfriend rin! Despite being a jealous guy, he loves to show you off. He’s so proud of everything you’ve done and the fact that you're so beautiful. He invited you to the Blue Lock party to show Isagi how hawt his girlfriend is and that he’ll never have you. You wore a tight little black dress that was classy but sexy. He couldn’t wait till later that night. But for now, he would enjoy the way you hung off his arm in front of his teammates.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~💕18+ below 💕~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Boyfriend rin! Makes sure you’re taken care of after a long day of work. No matter how dead-tired he is after practice. The taste of you and the look of you cumming make it all worth it.

Boyfriend rin! Loves putting your legs over his shoulders. He can definitely feel and see himself go deeper inside you.

Boyfriend rin! Is a freak. He’ll make sure that everyone knows your his by making you scream or putting you guys in risky situations. Sae’s visiting? He'll make sure to take you right in the kitchen before he wakes up. His team is taking a water break? He'll have a quickie right next to the bathroom. He wants everyone to know how good he makes you feel.

Boyfriend rin! Definitely has a breeding kink. He’s possessive for sure and he would love to see you with a swollen belly carrying his child. The process to have one would excite him to no end. He would constantly be “trying to have a baby” wanting to “practice trying” every morning and night. After filling you up he would plug up your hole with his fingers saying “Keep it in.”

[eliezeer]

"in another universe"

[ilsanslut]

BLUE LOCK BRAT TAMER!BOT SERIES! (C.AI)

hiii everyone, it's vampiie again! soo i know that ryusei and sae were already posted on c.ai, but i've gotten several requests for rin and barou to be added from j.ai to c.ai as well. on top of that, my nagi bot has been updated to be more descriptive and fit it's j.ai depicition a bit more.

here is my bllk brat tamer series on c.ai for you all to enjoy featuring: nagi seishiro, ryusei shidou, itoshi sae and rin, and barou shoei! i hope you all enjoy! ♡

DIRECT LINK TO BOTS/C.AI BENEATH CUT!

𓆩♱𓆪 c.ai user: vampiieluv.

⛧ brat tamer!nagi ⛧ brat tamer!sae ⛧ brat tamer!rin ⛧ brat tamer!shidou ⛧ brat tamer!barou