#itoshi rin x yn

[shokiren]

ʚ "KEEP THIS SECRET, WILL YOU?" pairing: itoshi rin x reader

summary: you, anonymously, run a gossip corner in the schools daily newspaper. the question of your true identity arises in many questions each day, and you must act oblivious to it all at any costs– though, the only people who are aware of your identity are some of the seniors in your literary club, and your closest of friends. though, your anonymity is soon endangered when your quiet classmate, itoshi rin, learns of your little secret. can you charm him to keep your secret?

a/n: hi loves! 'tis time i come back with yet another series, though i'll try not to cancel it this time and actually work on it <3 pls believe me this time, istg i won't. i hope u like my silly lil idea. i know, the question of 'teachers' arises so i'll leave it to ur imagination to answer it on ur own, but just think that the teachers think of it as harmless fun. enjoy reading, dear reader! (this was inspired partly by lady whistledown) warnings: tba.

profiles ✩: the bangers (y/n's group) | the footballin club (rin's group) THE CHAPTERS ↓ ✩ chapter i: going to kms <3 summary: tba. ✩ chapter ii: tba. summary: tba.

future chapters will be added with time.

taglist status: open

[adxele]

CHERRY KISSES!

in which he tastes your new cherry lip balm.

- tags: gn!reader, slightly suggestive? idk. rin is tiny bit of rude here.

"rinnie!"

"no."

rin, who just came back from his exhausting practice, stepped out of the bathroom, he couldn't help but let out a grumble.

you were waiting for him with a big smile on your face, and he knew exactly what that meant. he perfectly did. of course you had to choose this exact moment when his hair was still wet and unkempt. he looks gorgeous! how can you not? but he didn't seem to get it.

he tried to brush it back with his hand, hoping it would at least look somewhat presentable, but to no avail.

"hey! don't do anything! it looks so hot the way it is!"

"don't care, don't wanna take a picture."

"well, i care!"

"[name] please-"

quickly making your way to his exposed body, the towel that only covers his lower body almost falls but he catched it in time. you throw an arm around his shoulder and bring your face closer to his.

he let out a groan, "[name], let me dress up atleast, you almost saw me naked."

"you will put on your clothes later! now look at the camera babe!"

he let out another sigh as he reluctantly agreed to take the picture with small mumble and silent rub on your waist.

as you adjusted the camera, he slightly nuzzled his cheek further to yours. however, he couldn't help but notice the sweet smell of cherry lip balm coming from your lips.

it was a scent that he never tasted from your lips before. he should taste it now.

without any second thoughts, he grabbed your face with speed of light and kissed you on the lips, multiple times, with no sign of stopping yet.

in that moment, he didn't care about his wet hair or the fact that he wasn't a fan of taking pictures. all he could focus on was the taste of your cherry lip balm and the feeling of your soft lips against his. everything else was blurry.

even the loud sound of your phone falling down to the carpet went through one ear to another.

"rin-"

kiss.

"i-"

kiss.

"hey-"

kiss.

"what-"

kiss.

"stoop!" you whined with small pant, pulling him away.

rin could only stare boredly on your flustered face while licking his lips.

"okay, gonna dress up now." he muttered casually and turned around as if he didn't just made you a perplexed mess.

you blinked, finally snapping out of your dazed state, "wait wait! we didn't took a picture!"

"sorry but not today [name]," he replied, hint of guilt in his voice.

"awh... then can i atleast dry your hair? pretty please?" you bat your eyelashes at him.

he nodded with small shade of strawberries on his cheeks, "sure." before shutting the door behind him.

© ADXELE 2024, do not steal, translate, repost my fics.

[arlestial]

hello hello! i'm really fan of your work and i'ld like to know if you could make rin boyfriend headcanons please? thanks in advance! :) bisous de france and don't forget to take care of yourself <3!!

❝He looks up grinning like a devil❞

synopsis : Rin Itoshi thought he wasn’t ready for love, ever. Until he met you. And now; his heart isn’t really his anymore.

pairing : Itoshi Rin x genderneutral!reader •— Blue Lock

tw : none, just some fluff, some suggestive mentions - (just some kisses) but nothing really developed nor important here (kind of enemies to lovers at first, tho)

word count : 1850~ words

author-note : it’s been 8 months guys, and I’m deeply sorry for this - clearly not intentional - hiatus ! I’ve been busy with my studies and my mental health but it’s all better now <3 I’m going to answer to the few requests I have in my ask box as soon as I can. It’s longer than what I excepted 😭.. Thanks for your request, hope you like it anyway. Gros bisous à toi, et passe une super bonne journée ! (N’oublie pas de te reposer surtout)💗 take care of yourself ♡

RIN ITOSHI was an actor. Always playing the rude, cold guy. The emotionless, indifferent man who was in fact a broken little boy inside. He was a huge liar. Constantly putting a facade between him and other people. Maybe it was a shield, not to be hurt again. Maybe it was a weapon, not to be approached again. He was lonely. And he knew it very well, deep inside of his slewed heart. But wasn't solitude better than suffering? So he sticked around his old mentra. He had other things to attend to, to think of.

RIN ITOSHI despised you. No- he hated you, with all his guts. You were so annoying; always talking to his teammates, laughing with them as you brought water bottles so they could drink. Could you just do your job without talking for once ? When Ego announced you were going to replace Anri for a few weeks, because she was severely ill, he swore he was going to jump out of the window. It could’ve been anyone else - but no, Ego chose you, you out of all the qualified, useful, and actually smart people out there who wanted the job. Why ? He wasn’t the type to complain, he couldn’t care less, but just seeing you on the field made him feel a boiling anger deep in his stomach, and you felt it the first time you laid your eyes upon him.

"You got a staring problem, perhaps ?", you asked, raising an eyebrow at his staring. He looked so fucking irritating, his cold and condescending gaze fixed on you. Your tone betrayed your harsh thoughts.

"No. Just wondering why you look so boring and annoying even though I’ve never talked to you.", he answered, with a mocking tone - still, his face remained neutral, judgmental even. You scoffed.

"The feeling’s mutual."

Since that day, you two argued with each other constantly. His teammates never seemed to understand why; and Rin was too busy thinking about what comebacks he could said to your petty insults to actually explain them why you were so.. frustrating. He couldn’t understand it either. But seeing your shocked face, your scoffs and your protests, your upset behavior tainted by a sharp words just brought something new in him, something he couldn’t explain with proper words. Joy maybe ? It was fun to tease you. And it was also easy, too.

RIN ITOSHI, in all honesty, took a liking in this little game. He wouldn’t admit it, though. So, when the day came when you stopped answering his bittersweet notes and decided to ignore him, he felt strange. Weird. Why ? Wasn’t it the whole point ? Bore you until you stop to annoy him ? Why was he missing your plain, insignificant comebacks ? Your rude attitude towards him ? And now he was jealous. Jealous to see that his fellow teammates had all your attention. He wanted your attention all to himself. Because what Rin Itoshi wants, Rin Itoshi gets. And there was no way you were going to ignore him longer. He couldn’t bear it.

RIN ITOSHI decided - by his own chef - that it was enough. You were surprised, to say the least, to see Rin in front of you, completely silent, looking at you dead in the eye. You frowned, taking a step back. (Definitely not scared because he was creepy)

"Okay… I don’t think that staring is your only problem, I guess.. Can you-"

"Can you shut up, for once ? I need you for something.", he cut you before you could even finish, and you rolled your eyes. So ignoring him didn’t solve the whole thing.

"So now, you need help ?", you added, amused, "I thought you were a big boy that didn’t need the help of a "unqualified, dumb, assistant","

"I’ve changed my mind. Do you want to be the one to blame if we lose the next game ?"

You weren’t paid enough for this job. So you just sighed, accepting your defeat and your fate. Without further discussion, he dragged you to the gym. And that’s when the whole, well, quite unusual tradition took place at first.

RIN ITOSHI apologized. For his rude behavior, for his sharp words, while he was training in the gym - as you were watching his progression, of course. Every day, you were at the same hour at this exact spot in the gym, talking to Rin as he was training his already sculpted body. He was still teasing you, but this deep boiling anger in his stomach became, day by day, more.. pleasant. Until the day Isagi walked in, interrupting your little chat, and winked at him, murmuring in his ear to "make a move". That’s when he connected the dots. He had feelings for you.

Confessing his feelings was hard. Especially since Anri came back. You were supposed to leave in a few days, and Rin couldn’t help but feel the sting in his heart. Was he going to see you again ? He couldn’t let you go just like that. Not after what you’ve did to him. So the last day, after you had greeted all his teammates, you walked out the door of the Blue Lock’s building, a sigh leaving your lips. He wasn’t there. How foolish to think that maybe, your feelings were reciprocated. You walked away, until something - no, someone, grabbed your wrist. It was Rin. You turned to face him, surprised. You opened your mouth to say something-

"I like you. A lot. Fuck- No. I love you. Don’t go just yet. Please."

And how could you refuse this confession ? (You can’t anyway.)

RIN ITOSHI and you started dating after that. He was a little stiff at the beginning; the man wasn’t used to be loved nor taken care of. So you taught him. Light touches here and there; Rin was a quiet, shy, yet attentive lover. He wasn’t too fond of PDA : first, he didn’t want to include you in paparazzi issues, and second, he wasn’t completely comfortable in public in general. He would put his hand on the small of your back in a crowded street to show you the way, lock your pinkies together all the time, probably press a kiss on your hairline; but that’s all he would do in public.

"This way, love. Careful, we don’t want you to get lost, do we ?"

RIN ITOSHI, in private, is a touch-starved, self-deprived boy who needs your whole attention and affection. Please, cuddle him. Let him be the little spoon, and he would absolutely melt. He’s putty in your hands as soon as you reach for him. Lay down on the couch, with him resting on your chest, your heartbeat lulling him to sleep as you fingers play gently with his hair, softly scratching his scalp just like he likes it. If you stop, he will wake-up in no time; glaring at you with a slight pout on his lips.

"I didn’t know I asked you to stop."

"My hand hurts, Rin."

"Bold of you to assume that I care."

"Please ? Just for 5 minutes.", he added in a whisper after some seconds, practically begging for your touch. His sudden change of attitude caused you to chuckle.

RIN ITOSHI absolutely dies for your kisses. He lives for them, okay ? Your plush lips pressed against his, with you sitting on his lap as his hands traveled to the back of your thighs, holding you in place. One arm around his neck, the other hand supporting yourself by grabbing his shoulder, he swears he could spent hours just making out with you. His tongue buried down your throat, bodies grinding and pressed against each other’s as you both let your eager lips devour your love.

RIN ITOSHI who kisses your insecurities away (literally). He knows exactly what it feels like to have insecurities and to be misunderstood about them, so don’t worry (he’s definitely an overthinker too.) You’re not going to be insecure on his watch. He would reassure you all the time, taking his precious time whispering sweet nothings in your ear, hyping you up. He wants you to be the most comfortable possible around him. Communication is the main key in your relationship. He took some time to finally let down his walls, so he intends you to do the same : without any pressure, of course. You can trust him, he can trust you. You both rely on each other’s back, and you can always count on him for anything. He’s not a man of many words, but for you, he would make an effort.

"Shh, darling. Come on, look at me, please,", he gently tilted your chin up for you to look at him, "dry those tears, my love. I’ve never met someone as strong, as beautiful and as courageous as you. If only you could see yourself with my eyes.. Don’t listen to them. They’re just jealous of you. Honestly, they should be jealous of me. After all, what did I do to deserve an angel like you ?"

RIN ITOSHI was an actor. Always playing the rude, cold guy. The emotionless, indifferent man who was in fact a broken little boy inside. He was a huge liar. And perhaps you could heal the broken inner-child that still suffer in silence today. But with certainty, with you, behind closed doors, maybe- maybe, for you, he could grow into a whole different person.

"I think that.. I think that I like the person I am when I’m with you. Does it make sense ? Yeah. You bring a side of me that I don’t want to let go. I think it’s a soulmate thing, don’t you think so ?"

[lxcalmenace]

How would bllk boys react after a fight with you?

Ft. Chigiri, Nagi, Bachira and whoever you like

Thankss!

Thank you for this request!

°•How would Bluelock boys act after a fight with their s/o•°

F.t. Chigiri, Nagi, Bachira and Rin

Gn!y/n and pure fluff

Tw: none

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☆Chigiri Hyoma

You hardly have any fights with Chigiri. He's an understanding and overall a perfect boyfriend. But if a fight sparks out between you, Chigiri, the gentleman he is, will definitely apologise first. No matter who's wrong, Chigiri will be there with your favourite food and some flowers. You guys sit, talk it out and soon enough you find yourself doing selfcare with Chigiri. By the end of the day, you've already forgotten the reason as to why you two were fighting in the first case! He will be extra clingy and expect him to treat you like a princess.

☆Nagi Seishiro

You guys probably had a fight over silly stuff like Nagi being lazy or him thinking that eating his food is a hassle. You decide to give him a silent treatment leading to him complaining to Reo the whole day and soon enough, he'll come crawling back to you; demanding for attention. He'll apologise to you, leaving you with no choice but to forgive him (I mean who wouldn't forgive him?) You then spend the day cuddling with each other, with Nagi occasionally giving you a peck on your head and lips. Honestly, fighting with Nagi is just like loving each other all over again.

☆Bachira Meguru

Fights with Bachira is like riding a roller coaster; you'll never know about what is going to be spilled out next from his lips. You get angry and decide that its just better to leave him alone. What really caught you off guard is him calling you at 2am apologizing, "Y/n I'm sorry. The monster told me to do it I swear! Please come back, the bed feels cold without you :(" You reject him as a joke and oh boy! He's out at your doorstep the next day, looking all messy and clearly sleep deprived. Bachira then proceeds to give you a handmade 'Apology card' and you just can't help but embrace him right then and there. He would definitely spoil you with kisses to make up and take you out at an arcade to forget everything and have fun.

☆Rin Itoshi

You're definitely having a migraine after fighting with Rin. He's just so stubborn that he refuses to hear you out. So be it, you give up and just get back to your work. Hours pass peacefully, soon you realized that Rin had probably gone out. You pay no mind and simply get ready to get to bed. You were going to drift off when you hear the door opening followed by the bed beside you sinking in. "Are you asleep?," you hear Rin whispering in a soft voice. Ignoring him, you pretend to be asleep. Nothing happens when suddenly you feel two strong arms pulling you close to him. You were startled but still managed to play off as being asleep. "I'm sorry for what happened today y/n. I thought about it and realised that I was the one in the wrong. Shouldn't have yelled at you, I hope you forgive me" Rin whispered softly with the end barely audible. That was all you heard before drifting off in sleep in Rin's arms.

[natsukicookies]

"Step into the captivating world of 'Love Unlocked' where the boundaries between reality and fiction blur in the most unexpected way. Follow the journey of a young girl who meets an untimely demise only to awaken in a realm beyond imagination. Transported into the pages of a manga titled 'Blue Lock,' she discovers that her new life resembles a gaming experience, complete with status screens, quests, and unlockable romantic interests.

As she navigates this surreal existence, our protagonist realizes that she is no ordinary character. Residing in the narrative as Ego Jinpachi's younger sister, her path is intertwined with the manga's storyline, presenting both challenges and opportunities. With every quest she undertakes, she gains experience and levels up, each step revealing new facets of her character's depth and unlocking a range of potential romantic partners.

Side note: this series is gonna be long and i mean it. Long like more than 90k words

℘ꭈׁׅᨵׁׅᥣׁׅ֪ᨵׁׅᧁׁυׁׅꫀׁׅܻ

Chapter 1: Siblings in Play: A Kick of Connection

Chapter 2: Embracing Digital Mysteries: Unveiling Love and Identity

Chapter 3: New task: Weaving New Connections

Chapter 4: missing keychain: playing detective and getting a new friend

Chapter 5: the promises we made the kiss we had

Chapter 6: new year, new hell

Chapter 7: the itoshi bros

Chapter 8: hearts eyes and the error in the system!

Chapter 9: ice cream on the t shirt

Chapter 10: Turquoise Twinkle: A Day in the World of Soccer and Surprises

Chapter 11:

Chapter 12

Chapter 13???

Chapter 14??

Comment if you wanna be in the tag list

[shunshunrika]

One of These Nights - Rin Itoshi x f!reader

He is gentle. Surprisingly so.

His lithe fingers spend an eternity, intertwined with the locks of your hair, twirling them round and round. He always tucks them behind your ear because they keep tickling his nose. He smiles into the nape of your neck as he feels the subtle tickle.

"What?" you ask him, turning your head to face his sleepy, smiling face.

"Nothing." he says, shaking his head. "You're just so cute."

"I am?" you ask, raising your brows and blushing furiously.

He makes you turn around so you are safely encaged in his strong embrace. He places the tip of his nose on your forehead.

"I have met so many good people this year..." he says softly, his breath warming your forehead.

"that counts me?"

"You are the best, of course." his arms tighten around you as the sound of giggles fills up the room.

The moonlight makes his eyes look like crystals as he leans in, and you wonder if there was true happiness, this was it.

[aesterblaster]

Hedonism and Heavy Spending

Summary: Headcannons about how the Blue Lock characters would pamper their s/o or show love through gift giving :} , no warnings, gender neutral , askjendieufbiuebd can you tell my love language is gift giving TT

Characters: Isagi, Chris, Aryu, Rin, Reo, Niko

Songs: Putting on the Ritz - Mel Torme , I've Got A Crush On You - In The Mood , Sh-Boom - The Chords

Aryu would be a pathetic pile of a man if it wasn't for your weekly spa day. Of course he loves quality time more than anything and genuinely cherishes the moments he can spend with you instead of training or on the field. Aryu shows his love through small gestures as much as big ones, applying different spa masks with you while watching some painfully bad romance movie you two can giggle at. Sometimes you swear that he doesn't actually enjoy these types of movies and just turns them on because he likes listening to you laugh. (Which...true..)

When it comes to big gestures, expect your closet to be full with every piece of clothing you've ever had the impulse to buy. Hulls are common with him. Why not make sure that his beloved looks just as good as him? He studies your wardrobe, makes note of every style you enjoy, and matches it effortlessly. Aryu knows it's cheesy, but he loves seeing your face light up at the packages stacked against the doorway from all your favorite brands. And yes, he insists on wearing matching outfits.

Isagi is a very modest and down to earth person from a middle class background. He never really needed to save, but he never needed to spend either, type of deal. So when he gains fame and wealth from his soccer career he doesn't really know what to do with the money left over after he donates piles of it to various charities and future Blue Lock projects. A considerable amount ends up going to you. Why not enjoy traveling if he has to do it so often anyway? Or get a vacation home for when you two want to get away for a while?

Honestly, he enjoys seeing what life has to offer and being in new situations where he can really flex his brain. So expect to be brought to a ton of puzzle rooms and different types of niche resturants. If you see an experience that piques your interest just tell him about it and he'll make sure to make time in his busy schedule. After all what's the point to life if you two just stay cooped up and stop going out? Isagi relishes the feeling of solving a puzzle with you or even the drive there, resting a hand on your leg as he asks you for directions.

Chris of course gets brand deal upon brand deal, but surprisingly enough he keeps all those products away from you. As much as he puts on an act for cameras, he knows the difference between quality and something designed to work only twice. The only piece of work he brings home with him is Prince Water (which actually does taste really good). But, he is extravagant what can I say, the smallest gift you'll be getting from him is probably jewlery.

He genuinely loves you and prides himself on being able to make your life a nice and easy one. Although his ego does come into play, with many of his gifts having small reminders that they were from him, they're always catered to you. A car modified to your needs, a specific book case that fits perfectly into the corner of your office, anything really. He's usually a bit aloof, but as long as you adore him he'll adore you and pay extra attention to what he gives you instead of just throwing brand names at you.

Rin would rather die than admit this to you, but he actually appreciates it a lot when you give him gifts. He only really realizes that that's a thing he can do after you give him something for your "when we met" anniversary. Then he's head over heels for gift giving. A form of showing his love that can be exchanged wordlessly? Yes please. While he struggles to fully grasp it at first, not knowing what to get you to fully show his appreciation, he eventually finds his groove.

He enjoys just existing around you, so most of the gifts he gives you are extremely practical and can be used around the house. Rin isn't one for flaunting or hitting the town and most of the time the two of you need a staycation to rest after all the travelling to matches and interviews. The biggest gift he'd ever gotten you was a pet animal of your choice (as long as it's not something too exotic/dangerous lol) for your birthday. Albeit, only after months of you begging him.

Reo gives you big gifts without even thinking, to him an upscale vacation or getting new brand-name clothes for you is just a common courtesy. Honestly, if anything, you need to tell him to tune it down before people think that you're just with him for his money. Trust me, it's hard to start dating Reo Mikage but once you are you're guaranteed a level of luxury that you were previously blind to. He isn't the type to flaunt persay, he just doesn't think what he does is flaunting since he's grown up with it.

So what's really special, to you at least, is when he starts giving you smaller gifts. Things that might not even register as gifts. A doodle of you looking out the window or a small keychain that refrences some inside joke between the two of you. Something that only you would really understand, handed to you in passing before Reo turns to smile at you and watch your reaction. Don't bother thanking him, he'll just say not to worry about it.

Niko is honestly a huge nerd at heart. Expect a lot of books and novelty items from him. He will totally go to stores for audiences you didn't even know existed with you. Stores that sell strange mashes of anime merch and art supplies and food that have you stretching your budget. World markets are also a big place to visit for the two of you. He will beg you to take him similar places in whatever country you live in in turn.

A lot of his bigger gifts are for special occasions, Niko worries that if he gives you gifts too often they'll start to lose meaning. They're always extremely well planned out and usually take a lot of time. Like the time he brought you on a cross country roadtrip for your birthday. He adores freaking out with you over whatever obsession you're currently going through and spending time with you whenever he can.

[krnsluvvie]

2:07am, itoshi rin

it's ungodly hours in the morning and you can't stop thinking about your lovely boyfriend rin. this is how you met:

Itoshi Rin is blunt, stoic and there’s nothing but football on his mind. There is not a day without him coming up with techniques, trying out methods just to become the best in the whole world. After all, it’s all he knows. 

Itoshi Rin is also a perfectionist and an academic genius. He studies hard while maintaining his physique and he hates when people make grammatical errors. One sunny day, he starts feeling weird around your presence. He’s never felt like this before and you’ve always been around him—ever since you two were just kids. So why now? Why does he feel so restless when you contact everyone but him in your friend group? Why does his heart twist in the worst ways possible upon imagining you doing things without him?

It doesn’t feel right. 

As you both grow up into adults, he realizes that all this time it was interest he had been harboring for you. He could imagine spending the rest of his life with you and he wouldn’t mind thinking about you instead of what next football matches he will have to attend and train for. During outings, he will always sit next to you, and if he’s feeling bold, he might even let his hand near you and accidentally brush against yours in an inexplicably soft manner. 

It feels weird, but it sets his mind at peace knowing you might feel the same—if the blush coloring your cheeks is anything to go by. This encourages him to do more and before you know it, he’s in the rain, running after you, apologies spilling from his mouth as he grabs you by the arm and inches closer to you. 

“I’m sorry,” he says, tears running down his beautiful face. You feel bad but your eyes couldn’t have deceived you. Itoshi Rin, giving you all the attention in the world, implying more than what you two had been, smiling at you ever so often, stealing glances behind your friends’ backs just to end up in someone’s embrace, touching them in the ways you wish it had been you instead of who he was touching. You couldn’t be even mad for you two weren’t even in a relationship.

But it hurt. 

It hurt seeing him being so intimate with someone else who was not you. “Please, I promise, I can explain. Just,” he huffs out, breathless. “Listen to me? Please.” He’s begging at this point and it breaks your heart seeing him so hopeless and so devastated. The rain’s getting heavier and you pull him towards yourself, your clothes getting wet from absorbing all moisture from Rin’s clothes from how hard you were pressing him into you. It wasn’t a hug; you were holding onto him as a lifeline—as if he’d disappear if you didn't do it. “I will.” you whisper. “Just, let’s stay like this.” 

He acquiesces.

 And you both are stood there, under the roof with nothing but each other to hold onto. Rin later explains himself saying he tried to get closer to his friend, thinking maybe whatever he was feeling towards you was just a “phase”, “a part of him growing up”. All was proven wrong when he saw the devastated look on your face as you rushed from his room onto the street into the pouring rain. 

What he was thinking throughout the whole time was to catch up to you, hold you in his arms and kiss you for eternity. You broke down hearing this because this was such a big change from when he was younger. 

He was blunt, immature and too absorbed in football. At some point it felt like he was going to marry it and live for football alone. It was getting a bit concerning. Rin, upon your statement, grabbed your chin and gently guided you towards him, silently asking if it was okay to proceed to a new stage. 

You nodded and let out a sigh of relief. 

A moment followed before a pair of not-so-soft lips touched yours in a not-so-like-Rin manner that you deemed it imaginary. His lips were chapped from how often he was training outside, probably not taking care of himself as he should have. You grabbed onto his face, leaning more into him as you tried to kiss the hell out of him. You both pulled away and he smiled at you, lips red.

“I assume we can make it official?” 

There’s an uncharacteristic grin on his face as he asked. You lightly punched him into his arm as you licked over your lips, tasting him on it. “Yeah,” you let out, breathless as you dropped on the bed. “I can’t believe it.” His hand found its way into your hair strands and you relaxed into him massaging your head. “Let’s make the most of it.” 

Years later, you’re still going strong. Rin has changed drastically throughout the years. When it comes to you, at least. He’s still blunt, at times even rude but that’s how he always was—it seemed to run in the family. Whenever someone got close to you, he’d send them a glare. He wasn’t in any way over-possessive; he just liked to remind others who was available and who was not. You’re his and he’s yours. 

When you’re both alone, however, he’s the sweetest. You didn’t expect this at all when you started dating. He’d initiate kisses and even more, and at times you couldn’t even keep up, but it made you feel so good you had to do it for the sake of him and his efforts, endeavors. 

He could be such a sweetheart sometimes that it even baffled you to think this in the first place. But hey, you love him and he loves you. Even if there was a misunderstanding, the first thing you’d do is go to the other and talk it out—despite you both’s busy schedules. 

“I love you,” he drops the bomb before you can even register it. Tears fall down your cheeks as a weak smile appears on your lips; you're trembling. Sniffing, you say, “I love you, too, gosh, Rin, I love you so much.” You're running into his arms. 

As they encircle around you, in that moment you can't be more sure. 

This.

This is your home.

[itsmm4hiii]

Rematch Of Feelings - S. Baro

Synopsis: Y/n and Baro's usual soccer 1v1 rematch brings in a large crowd monthly, however this month is not what she expected. With a sick Baro on her hands she simply can't verse him. Taking him back to his house she runs into more unsuspected issues, including Baro's usual afternoon routine. Pairing: Shoei Baro X Reader Warning: N/a - slight swearing/name calling

Shoei Baro, just the thought of him made my lips curl and a grin begin to entertain itself upon my lips. The soccer ball rolled under my foot, back and forth at pace none of the looming crowd could ever do, all for this one moment they were here. A monthly habit that always falls on the first of the month. A greed between two egoist that had to be settled to see who was the usual victory, the best striker out there. We all knew I was, just gave him the crown to feed his usually big ego. 

‘He’s late.’ they shouted, 

Who wouldn’t be late with the title of “king”, I looked to the distance where the crowd had begin to loosen and draw to either side. When he stepped against the flatten grass I could feel something was up, it wasn’t in myself rather him. His whole aura was off, and affected and I questioned if I should be concerned as it didn’t feel like him rather flat and tired. His eyes drew to the floor as he made his way over till he loomed over though in actual fact it felt like I was looming over him. With one look I knew that if we would play it would be mine without hassle. 

‘Baro?’ I whispered, 

The boy’s eyes loomed with heavy bags, his face pale and he was already breaking a sweat. His eyes danced, casted by dizzy spells and I knew he was too sick to play a good game. I kicked the ball up and caught it, throwing it into my bag cursing that I wouldn’t go against him if he’s in this physically unwell for this, it only made him angry. 

‘I’ve been waiting all month to go against you and you call it off?’ An onslaught of coughs and words that obviously caused him much pain slipped his lips, 

By the time it had slipped his lips, my things were collected in one bag and hung over my shoulder in a duffle bag, arms crossed as he gripped my collar in anger. 

‘I’m not going against you when you're obviously unwell, if I go against the king then I go against him when he’s at his best, you got that?’ I questioned him in annoyance, a spiteful tone lifted from my lips.

 It wasn’t rage, just annoyance, and he was sick, and though it was weak for me to say I cared for him, there were some underlying feelings there, ones I couldn’t act on for more or less obvious reasons. The collar of my shirt scrunched within his hand, it held my weight as my feet dangled though it was for a spilt second too much energy just to pick me up. He had begun to sway in front of me and I questioned if I had to catch him. 

‘I’m fine, just a common cold. Too scared to fight me, princess?’ 

Princess wasn’t his usual nickname for me. His cheeks burnt and I questioned if it was a misslip of the tongue, where were the usual commoner or snarky side-remarks? I grumbled releasing that that there was no point in arguing such nonsense to someone who obviously wasn’t with it. I turned to the upset crowd and smiled. 

‘It’s over losers, see ya next time.’ 

‘Don’t say that shit to me princess.’ he growled, 

He was weak and I estimated he would be roughly eighty kilos with a physical physique like that. I lifted him over and he flopped over my shoulder. His stomach engulfed my shoulder, and though I would probably drop him on any normal day, him just standing there swaying over and over caused more questions than it answered.

‘Fuck Baro, couldn’t you’ve been lighter today.’ 

I knew he was passing out, in residual comfort as he began to weigh down more upon my shoulder than he originally did. He gave me his address slowly out of spite or confusion- whichever came first. He was sure tough, it wasn’t a regular common cold to take down a mammoth like him but I was sure his mother of three children would have at least some medicine to ease the sweltering temperature forming on his forebrow otherwise I'd have to buy it, and make him pay me back. 

꒪   യ   ★    🍙    。ﾟ

His body bounced as I threw him onto the doona of his made bed. He grumbled how it was now messy and began to crease yet that wasn’t the first thing on my mind. I slipped the messily tied shoes of his feet, then the socks and shin guards, the rest he could easily take off when I leave as I wanted to not see other unmentionables. I sighed and grabbed a clean training towel of his wiping the sweat away from my face before throwing it into his dirty laundry basket. I could see him begin to stagger up yet pushed him down with my hand in annoyance. 

‘Baro, you're sick, you need to rest.’ I grumbled, 

His hair had fallen out of its usual gell position, laid in strands around his face. He was agitated but both agreed and disagreed with what I had said. Still trying to get up it took most my weight to keep him down, in annoyance I bluntly questioned him, 

‘What’s you deal, You need to rest so can you just fucking res-’ 

‘Big brother we’re home!’ 

I heard the faint angelic voices from downstairs, his eyes widened as if he some sort of consciousness left. My lips parted as he was becoming more of the vein of my existence than an issue he I thought originally. I pushed him back down and fumbled with my things, throwing them to his desk as I stretched to deal with the situation. 

‘They’re my sisters.’ 

No shit sherlock. I grumbled and told him I’d distract them until the medicine at least took some effect and he could do something even if it was sit on the couch and watch whatever eye gouging show they thought was brilliant. I left his room to see two bug eyed, black haired girls standing in the hallway grinning at me as if I wasn’t some random person who had broken into their house with their unconscious brother momentarily. I smiled. 

‘Hi there I’m Y/n-’ ‘Are you big brother’s girlfriend?!’

It was the first time my cheeks have gone pink, they were warm and I looked away. It was too hard explaining my rivalry with Baro and just to add extra salt to the flesh wound of being carried away by his rival who was a girl I said yes. They giggled and questioned where he was, their innocent eyes staring upon the door with big frowns that took up most of their faces. I closed the door and gave them a soft smile, the medicine should sink in soon otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do with two children especially if they were as horrid as Baro. 

‘He’s sick, mind if I get you some afternoon tea and watch a few things till he feels a little better?’ 

They nodded and jumped in glee and as the two hours rolled passed and the girls had fallen asleep within my lap. By their looks on their faces they would be asleep for multiple hours, kindergarten must have made them pass out. I slipped up and toppled over the back of the couch knowing my presence wouldn’t be needed anytime soon. I snuck into Baro’s room, pulling up a spare blanket on to the cold body of his I couldn’t help but kiss his forehead as I collected my things and left. 

꒪   യ   ★    🍙    。ﾟ

‘I heard it didn’t go down to good for you yesterday,’ the small talker had paused looked down at his books and back up where still no eye contact between me and him was made, I was preoccupied by an incoming message from a certain someone, ‘I know you were excited about the whole thing, ya know going against the king and all. 

‘It’s fine.’ I grunted out a mutter, fingers playing around loosely with the sides of my phone as he moved away to class with urgency, 

My cheeks fluttered a peach color, my eyes snapped around to see if someone had seen me blushing before I disappeared quickly into the bathroom. The stall door closed behind me with a thud. My hands trembled around the edges and an uncomfortable feeling was looming over one that left my stomach in knots of butterflies. 

Shoei Baro (11:30am) - “Thanks donkey for yesterday. Though calling yourself my girlfriend was a low blow, guess you ought to come around soon they can’t stop speaking about you.” 

You (11:43am) - “Is it just the girls or are you just saying it about yourself because if I remember correctly I was a princess to you yesterday, dumbass.” 

I could see him typing and got nervous, though it was only Baro- nothing more nothing less. I’m sure he got a shock when I revealed his secret nickname to his now aware and conscious state and I wished I was the fly on the wall. 

Shoei Baro (11:45am) - “It’s that the pot calling the kettle black? Didn’t you kiss my forehead yesterday too if i’m not mistaken? I can tell it pissed you off that I know that- why don’t we have a rematch my place tomorrow or not if you’re too afraid.”

You (11:50am) Unfinished - “Sure you royal pain in the arse, just don’t cry when I win. Now go back to whatever work studies you got, I gotta go do actual school-” 

It laid in the box for a while, unfinished the sentence because when you minus the egos he scared me yesterday. Got my stomach in knots and myself all worked up because he was sick. I didn’t want to see him like that again. I stiffened out a sigh, my head pressed against the door rolling back and forth until I had found the words to finish my sentence to add onto the unfinished messaged to Shoei Baro that showed I actually cared.  You (11:52am) - “Sure, you royal pain in the arse, just don’t cry when I win. Just don’t ever scare me like that again, I honestly thought you were going to die, you stupid moron. - I’ll see you tomorrow for that rematch I’ll obviously win, bye for now, Baro.”

[17020]

RECONSIDER.

Rin Itoshi has to reconsider his usual answer which he gives his interviewers, which is a hard "No." 0.9k a lil hurt to fluff?? a hint of crack. Rin being an idiot in love like always, Rin's ansgty feelings for Sae are here for a bit lol. gn! yn. not proofread i am sleepy and have like three lectures tmr.

"Will you support Re Al against Bastard Munchen?"

"Rin! Will you support your brother against Bastard?"

His inability to talk, frustrated expression, as well as his massive eye roll should've been enough indicators towards the interviewers that Paris X Gen's shining number 9 was in no mood to answer such questions. Nonetheless, their mouths were left agape as the youngest Itoshi sibling stormed off into Paris X Gen's locker room, unwilling to honor the interviewers' questions with verbal, coherent answers.

Because RIN ITOSHI did not even know the answer to that himself.

He had found himself conflicted, his mind constantly buzzing with the thought of potentially reuniting with his brother. The last time he had seen him was during the match against Japan's U-20, which had strained their relationship even further. Rin's previous priority was to avoid his brother at all costs. At least, until he had accomplished his current goal: to devour Yoichi Isagi, and rid himself of anyone who could steal his spot as the apple of his brother's eye.

If things had been left up to him, he would have yelled a loud, echoing 'No', shooing off every interviewer in sight. His bravado could have lasted him until his brother's match culminated the next day, and he could peacefully sulk as Paris X Gen had been officially been disqualified at semifinals from the Champions League.

It did not hurt as bad as he had imagined. Loss was a concept that was shown to the youngest Itoshi before, as he and his team struggled against the World 5 during Blue Lock's third selection. Furthermore, he had experienced bigger losses, such as the company that his brother provided, which had left a bigger impact on Rin than any trophy could.

As he neared the stadium's exit, his phone ringtone went off, a small smile creeping its way onto his face as he slid his finger across the screen to answer.

"Turn around!"

Without hesitation, Rin turned around, only to stumble upon you, the person who he labeled as 'his home', standing a few feet away from him. You sprinted, beelining towards his arms, with him engulfing you into his warm (not to mention sweaty), tight embrace.

"I am so, so proud of you, Rinnie. Know that I'll always love you."

No words were able to leave his mouth, as he was too caught up with your embrace to even function. Though it had been some time since Rin's love for solitude and his disgust when it came to company had dissipated, he still had some getting used to encouragement, especially from someone who he considered to be his whole world.

"...I love you too. So much."

So much, in fact, that you became his new source of inspiration. His muse, if you will. Every play, every action of his day—it was all for you, because Rin Itoshi had fallen hard.

Your love had touched him, making the Itoshi strive harder to change, and do his absolute best to not shun you away whenever his conflicting personality arises from time to time. Unknowingly, you had changed him to the point where...

Rin Itoshi had spent the car ride home pondering about the interviewers' questions.

He knew that if he got asked if he was to go, and he was totally single, he would have denied in a heartbeat. Having you stick by his side through good, bad, and ugly, though, meant he had to reconsider.

That was how deep Rin Itoshi loved you.

You had him so smitten, he was seriously considering attending a match where his brother, and his mortal enemy (who was number one on his kill list), were to face each other off in Madrid.

Sitting on your couch, you noticed your boyfriend approaching you with a troubled expression, his eyebrows furrowed while his gaze was fixated on his phone.

"Hey, Yn?"

"What's up?"

You patted the spot to your right on the couch, inviting him to sit down. As he sat down, he shifted his gaze from his phone, his eyes now meeting yours.

"I got us something."

Quickly, he turned his phone so you could see the screen, and the contents of it had made you burst out into laughter. Confused, Rin's eyebrows furrowed even more.

"What's so damn funny?"

Laughing, you unlocked your phone and opened a file, turning the phone and allowing your boyfriend to read it. He took the phone from your hand as he inspected it, his face now having a blank expression.

"You mean to tell me..."

"I know you, Rin. I knew you would like another chance to see your brother, so I went ahead and..."

"You mean to tell me we both bought two tickets to Re Al and Bastard Munchen."

You nodded, giggling as you took the phone from his hands. His face was flushed from embarrassment. He hated how predictable he was to you, as if he were an open book to you, which you have read and analyzed in minute detail.

"My seats are regular, though. Yours are VIP."

"Did you plan to buy plane tickets as well?"

Your smile fell.

He softly smiled, "I'll get the plane tickets. I'll pay you back for your tickets, we can give them to your parents if you'd like."

"My parents would need to be flown out to Spain for that, Rinnie!"

"So?" he shrugged, "tell them to pack right now."

Your expression resembled that of shock, playfully smacking your boyfriend's arm. "Rin, you know plane tickets get more expensive the later you buy them—"

"And who said they're paying?"

"What will we buy the tickets with?"

"My money???"

[milaisreading]

Meet the boyfriend

Pairing: Leonardo Luna x Itoshi sister!Yn

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Yn is here like 24 or 25 years old. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

"Leonardo Luna!!" The blonde flinched from his spot on the couch. (Y/n) wasn't one to yell at him, or anyone as far as he could remember, but when she did it was the scariest experience in his life.

"Yes?" He smiled nervously as (Y/n) walked into the living room, looking pissed at the Spaniard.

"What time is it?" She asked as Luna looked at his phone.

"Like, 10 in the morning."

"And you didn't bother waking me up? You said you would. We are supposed to meet Sae and Rin in an hour."

"In my defense I tried to wake you up, but you sleep like a rock. I tried waking you up for 20 minutes and then gave up." Luna said, raising his arms defensively as (Y/n) stared at him for a moment and growing flustered by his words. She did believe him that one, her parents and brothers did tell her the same thing in the past.

"I am sorry for yelling at you like that. I am just stressed." (Y/n) sighed in defeat as Luna pulled her down to the couch, hugging her right after.

"What's wrong, mi vida? You are never like this?" Came his worried response right after. (Y/n) kept quiet for a moment, unsure how to formulate her thoughts the best. This meeting was very important to her, after all, her brothers are very protective of her, even if they were younger.

"It's just that this whole you meeting my brothers thing is stressing me out. You guys aren't on the best terms, and I fear how Rin might react. Sae might take it better  but I don't think he will try to calm Rin down-"

Before she could continue her ramble, Luna moved closer and kissed her. This surprised her, but she quickly recovered and kissed him back. The two parted after a minute and Luna gave her a warm smile, pulling her into a hug.

"It will be alright. I love you,and you love me. Whatever the two say won't bother me much."

"It won't?" (Y/n) hummed as Luna chuckled a little.

"I play football for a living. I hear insults on the field and critics all the time. Don't worry. But, I doubt they will say much, at least not in front of you." The older Itoshi moved away from the Spaniard, confused by his statement. But, just before she could answer the question, Luna decided to answer it for her.

"They love you, a lot. So I doubt they will say anything that might upset you, in front of you. I think the lunch will go well." Luna said simply, but it didn't help her at all.

"But they will still insult you when I am not there-"

"As I said, I heard worse on the field."

"How are you so relaxed?" She mumbled, pinching Luna's cheek as the blonde laughed.

By the time the two arrived at the restaurant, they were late by a good 20 minutes. Although Luna reassured her that everything will go well, her nerves were still all over the place. Sensing her uneasiness, Luna gave her hand a gentle squeeze, causing the girl to smile at him before looking for her brothers.

'It will go well.' She took a deep breath as she finally found the 2 sitting in a corner.

"Leo, I found them."

"Let's go then." He said casually as he finally spotted the younger two, pulling (Y/n) towards them. 

"Sae, Rin, sorry for being late." (Y/n) finally spoke up as they approached their table.

"It's ok, big sis. We just came here as well-" Sae stopped talking as his eyes landed on Luna's form, then they fell onto their hands. Rin, who needed a good minute to connect the dots cleared his throat and spoke up.

"So, this is the guy you are seeing?" He asked coldly, causing (Y/n) to flinch and Luna to chuckle a little.

"S-surprise." She stuttered out as Luna kissed her cheek.

"Leo." (Y/n) looked at him in shock as her brothers yelled at him.

"Hands off!"

"Don't kiss her so casually."

'Most awkward lunch...' (Y/n) thought as she looked at their glaring figures.

[adxele]

Bros the type of guy to !

a/n: really felt like writing some short drabble in the middle of the evening :3

tags: gn!reader,sitting on lap,kisses,hugs,cliché

✦ ISAGI is the type of guy to watch tutorials on YouTube about how to cook your favourite meal.(he may or may not asked his mother to help after almost burning the kitchen.)

✦ BACHIRA is the type of guy to follow you anywhere you go. no matter what place, he will be there right beside you in a second. except for bathroom,of course.

✦ NAGI is the type of guy to stare with his soft hazelnut eyes at your concentrated face instead of the game you're playing on the screen.

✦ RIN is the type of guy to kiss you breathless and bury his face on your nape from behind a lot when he's really angry at something(-one)

✦ CHIGIRI is the type of guy to let you brush,style and pet his hair. only you are allowed and no one else.

✦ REO is the type of guy to ask you an insane amount of questions like, "how did you fell in love with me?" "what do you love about me the most?" and etc. while swinging his legs with lovesick smile.

✦ KAISER is the type of guy who lets you do his eyeliner and eyeshadow. it could be you either sitting on his lap or carefully holding his face with your hand. as long as he gets to hold your waist or hips, he's totally okay with neither of them.

✦ SAE is the type of guy to hug you from behind when you are cooking, he likes to silently analyze your cooking skills and your calm humming brings peace to his heart.

© ADXELE 2024, do not steal, translate, repost my writings.

[lxcalmenace]

Some of your daily texts with your Bluelock Boyfriend ^^

F.t. Reo, Bachira, Rin, Isagi and Shidou

Gn!Y/n

TW: Shidou Ryusei

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I'll post a part 2 with more characters soon >w<

[natsukicookies]

Embracing Digital Mysteries: Unveiling Love and Identity

Chapter 2 || love unlock

As your brother continued to play soccer in the garden, you sat on the sidelines, watching him kick the ball with a sense of admiration. His movements were fluid and confident, each kick and maneuver showcasing his skill and passion for the sport.

"Do you wanna play?" he called out, breaking my reverie. You hesitated for a moment, ready to decline his invitation. But just as the word "no" formed in your mind, a sudden interruption changed the course of events.

A holographic screen materialized before you, suspended in the air like a digital apparition. It displayed a message in bold letters, urging you to complete a task.

¹ˢᵗ ᵗᵃˢᵏ ᴱᵛᵉʳ!

[ᴷⁱᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃˡˡ]

[ᴬᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗ]    [ᵈᵉⁿʸ]

You furrowed your brows, puzzled by the sudden appearance of this interface. It was as if the mechanics of the game had merged with reality. Your mind raced, trying to comprehend the situation before you.

"What's this?" You mused aloud, reaching out to touch the holographic display. Before you could fully process your actions, your finger instinctively tapped the "Accept" option.

The moment your choice was registered, the screen vanished, leaving behind only a single, illuminated arrow that seemed to be pointing directly at the soccer ball yout brother was playing with.

Taking a deep breath, you stood up, your previous hesitations dissipating. A newfound determination ignited within you—a curiosity to explore this unusual scenario and discover what lay ahead. With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, you stepped onto the field, feeling a sense of unity with the avatar you was embodying.

The moment was charged with anticipation as you approached the ball, fully immersed in the realization that the lines between reality and the virtual world had blurred. The environment seemed to respond to your intentions, lending an otherworldly quality to the experience. With determination etched into your expression, you readied yoursef for the kick, determined to make it count.

Drawing in a deep breath, you swung your leg forward with a burst of energy, aiming to strike the ball with all the might you could muster. But in a surprising twist of events, your foot connected with nothing but thin air. The ball rolled untouched, and your intended triumphant moment turned into a comical mishap.

Gravity overtook you forward momentum, and you tumbled backward, landing unceremoniously on your rear end. Laughter bubbled up from your brother, the sound echoing around the garden. Your pride wounded, you felt tears prick at your eyes, threatening to spill over.

The unexpected emotional intensity took you by surprise. The sensations were overwhelming, and the child's body you now inhabited reacted in its own vivid way. Tears flowed freely, and you found youself unable to contain the rush of emotions.

Your brother's amusement dimmed as he saw the genuine distress on your face. His laughter faded, replaced by a mixture of concern and sympathy. He swiftly moved closer, his demeanor shifting from teasing older brother to a reassuring figure.

"It's okay, it's okay," he cooed, his voice gentle and soothing. "Don't cry, Y/n-chan. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. You'll do better next time."

His words were a balm to your emotional turmoil. The sincerity in his tone and the comfort he offered felt genuine, tugging at your heartstrings. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, his presence and his reassurance provided a sense of solace.

As he wiped away a few stray tears, you managed a shaky smile, the corners of your lips lifting in response to his kindness. In that moment, it became clear that while you were navigating the intricacies of this digital-manga crossover, the bonds you formed and the interactions you had were as real as any other.

With a deep breath, you nodded, determined to take his words to heart. This moment of vulnerability had highlighted the very essence of your journey—a journey that encompassed challenges, growth, and the unpredictability of a world that defied the rules you once knew.

Despite your best efforts to recreate the circumstances, the holographic screen remained stubbornly absent. You twisted your fingers in strange configurations, waved your hands, and even attempted a few dramatic jumps, but nothing seemed to trigger the appearance of the mysterious interface that had guided you before.

Frustration mingled with curiosity, leaving you puzzled and a bit defeated. The sense of power and possibility that the screen had brought felt like a distant memory, leaving you yearning for a way to access its guidance once more.

Just as you was about to give up, a voice called out from beyond the bathroom door. "Y/n, how long are you gonna be in there? Is everything alright?" It was your mother's voice, and her sudden presence startled you, causing your heart to skip a beat.

"Coming!" You replied, your voice a mixture of surprise and urgency. You quickly turned on the water tap, the sound masking any potential suspicion on her part. "I'm washing my hands!"

The brief exchange was a reminder of the delicate balancing act you had to maintain—juggling your true understanding with the persona of a 5-year-old. The necessity of maintaining appearances clashed with your desire for privacy and your pursuit of understanding this strange digital world.

As you stepped out of the bathroom, your mother's concern was palpable. Her eyes scanned you for any signs of distress, and you mustered a reassuring smile, hoping to alleviate her worry. She nodded in approval before turning back to whatever she had been occupied with.

The confines of constant supervision were suffocating, a reminder that you existed in a world where your true identity was veiled. Every step you took, every thought you had, was subject to scrutiny, and this limitation fueled your determination to uncover the nature of this new reality.

Resolute, you retreated to your room later that evening, your curiosity once again pulling you towards the enigmatic experience of the holographic screen. In the privacy of your own space, you closed the door and took a deep breath.

"Okay, let's try this again," you muttered under your breath. With a sense of hope, you attempted various gestures and movements, as if trying to communicate with an elusive spirit. And then, just as you was about to give up, a flicker caught your eye.

A faint glow materialized before you, gradually forming into the familiar holographic screen.

[ ᵀᵃˢᵏ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ:

¹ˢᵗ ᵀᵃˢᵏ ⁻ ᴷⁱᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵃˡˡ]

it read, along with a few other lines of text that seemed to outline your achievements.

Yoi couldn't suppress the rush of excitement that surged within you. It was as if you had cracked a code, unlocked a hidden door, and revealed a portal to a world of possibilities. The screen was back, its presence validating my attempts to interact with this unique reality.

With a newfound determination, you focused on the screen, eager to see what new tasks or insights it might provide. It was clear that this screen was more than just a game mechanic—it was a bridge between your past and present, a tool that would help you navigate the intricacies of this manga-inspired world.

As the text on the screen changed, you felt a sense of anticipation building within you. The challenges, the opportunities, and the secrets this digital interface held were all part of the tapestry of your journey—one that was still unfolding, one interaction at a time.

The holographic main screen flickered into view once again, its virtual presence captivating your attention. The arrangement of options

ᴹᵃⁱⁿ ˢᶜʳᵉᵉⁿ:

ᴾʳᵒᶠⁱˡᵉ

ᴸᵒᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ

Qᵘᵉˢᵗˢ

mirrored the structure of a video game, confirming your realization that this world you inhabited was like a living, interactive digital realm.

"This is just like a game..." you muttered, you words carrying a mix of wonder and bemusement. The boundaries between fiction and reality were blurred in ways you had never imagined.

Among the options, the text "Love Interests" stood out, beckoning you with intrigue. With a decisive tap, you delved into this category, eager to learn more about the concept of romantic connections within this world.

As the interface for "Love Interests" loaded, the text presented an enigma that left me puzzled:

ᴸᵒᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ

???

ᴺᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ ⁱˢ ᵘⁿˡᵒᶜᵏ ʸᵉᵗ ⁱᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ.

Confusion tugged at you. What did it mean by "unlocked"? And why was the category shrouded in mystery? Was there a way for you to unlock these "love interests"? You pondered these questions, your curiosity piqued.

Frowning, you decided to go back to the main screen and investigate further. You clicked on the "Profile" option, hoping to gain insight into the character you had become.

The information that appeared was both revealing and puzzling:

ˢᵏⁱˡˡˢ:

ᴹᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ qᵘⁱᶜᵏ ˡⁱᵉˢ

???

The bizarre skill intrigued you. What kind of world was this, where making up lies was considered a skill? It was a talent that seemed more suitable for a spy or a trickster, rather than a young child. You couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of it all.

But it was the profile information that truly held your attention:

ᴾʳᵒᶠⁱˡᵉ:

ᴺᵃᵐᵉ: ᵉᵍᵒ ʸ/ⁿ

ᴬᵍᵉ: ⁵

ᴴᵉⁱᵍʰᵗ: ³'⁵

You stared at the screen, a mixture of emotions churning within you. The name "Ego" felt like a title you had been assigned rather than a reflection of your true self. And the age—it was a stark reminder of the incongruity between your mind and the body you inhabited.

The information about your height seemed to further emphasize the dissonance. At 5 years old, you was significantly shorter than what you had been accustomed to. These details were a testament to the intricacies of the world you was navigating, one where identity was malleable and reality was a tapestry of elements drawn from manga and gaming.

As you contemplated your newfound profile, a mix of determination and curiosity swelled within you. The journey ahead was filled with unknowns, from the mysterious love interests that had yet to be unlocked to the peculiar skills that defined you. With a sense of purpose, you closed the holographic interface and turned yout gaze toward the future—a future that promised adventure, discovery, and the unraveling of the mysteries that had led you to this extraordinary juncture.

[venusinx]

ode to a conversation stuck in your throat: in which yn & her childhood best friend, itoshi rin, turn into best friends with benefits... but nothing will change, right?

a/n: i'm shit at writing descriptions ?? so sorry but based off of the song ode to a conversation stuck in your throat by del water gap pls listen to it

itoshi rin x fem! reader

college! smau + slightly written

updates every sun & thurs !!

status: completed<3 (started july 13th 2023, finished september 18th 2023)

cw: cursing, general silliness, maybe out of character-ness idk, sex is mentioned obviously but nothing explicit, alcohol use, i think that's it but each chapter has specific cws

i recommend reading on mobile !!

taglist: open(:

all rights reserved to @venusinx

profiles:

yn's emotional support group || rin's rat pack

chapters:

prologue (idiots + rin)

chapter I (denial is a river in egypt)

chapter II (pop a titty in my dm)

chapter III (i fucking hate u)

chapter IV (hop off my dick)

chapter V (hm)

chapter VI (reusable)

chapter VII (sugar daddy)

chapter VIII (smoothe as fuck)

chapter IX (hope you're having fun)

chapter X (messy messy messy)

chapter XI (pathetic<3)

chapter XII (mediocre at best)

chapter XIII (looks mid)

chapter XIV (you goin go hell hell)

chapter XV (tact)

chapter XVI (your order has been dropped off)

chapter XVII (bumps and humps)

chapter XVIII (favorite trope)

chapter XIX (in the drafts)

chapter XX (godfather)

bonus chapter (don't stop)

the end<3

[yuitoru]

Can you do Blue Lock Rin x female reader x Sae? The reader is a very sweet and kind girl. The Itoshi brothers are fighting for her love.

a/n: hi! i got this req twice so ill js answer this one and leave the other. if im being honest i had no idea how to write this and tbh i wasnt that comfortable writing something like this, so im really sorry if it wasnt like how you wanted it to be!!

ʚ ₊˚✧ ⠀⠀⠀ COMPETITION

incl : r.itoshi , s.itoshi

the itoshi brothers were known for their similar personalities - mannerisms especially. they shared the same qualities, and they hated each other for it - sarcasm, attitude, dry humour ... sae and rin were one of the same.

so it should have been expected when they both fell for the same girl, as similar as they are.

you were rin's friend initially, with the two of you being the same age and sae two years above you both. most of the time, you didnt speak to sae, either out of nerves, or fear of the older boy. it wasnt like sae had ever done anything to make you scared of him; he was just a lot older, making your younger self tremble in his presence.

however, as you and rin grew up together, he stared falling for you, and he fell hard. it was around halfway through your middle school years when he realised how much he actually liked you; someone had accidentally kicked a ball at your head, and rin took care of you - after having yelled at and punched the person who had hurt you. the thought that you were in pain and he couldnt take it away was too much for rin, and thats when he understood how he felt about you.

so, as any little brother does, rin's first thought is to confide in his brother. one day after school, rin was stood outside sae's bedroom door, his hand hesitating as he went to knock. pulling himself together, rin knocked gently on the door, and at the sound of his brother's voice telling him to come in, he walked into the room.

"i need your help"

was the first thing rin said. sae's eyes widened slightly before he relaxed and sat up on his bed, patting the space next to him for rin to come sit next to him. once he did, sae turned to look at him.

"well, whats up?"

"i think i like someone, and i dont know what to do..."

whatever sae was expecting, it wasnt that, and it showed. the shock on his face was present for a few moments before he calmed down, and ruffled his little brother's hair. by this point, sae had had his fair share of confessions, so he knew mostly how they were done.

"well, whos the lucky girl?"

"...yn"

with that, sae's entire world stopped. he felt his heart slow down and the hand in rin's hair fell limp. rin liked you? why did it have to be you? sae felt like crying in that moment, but he wouldnt let himself; he wasnt about to be weak in front of his little brother that liked the same girl as he did.

sae couldnt remember a time where he didnt like you. from the moment that the two of you met, sae thought that you were the cutest thing ever - a bundle of nerves as you struggled to hold eye contact with him. as the three of you grew up together, sae's feelings for you grew as well, and the fact that you had grown to be so pretty didnt help either. now sae was stuck in the moral dilemma of losing the possibility of you and him, or crushing his little brother's heart as such a tender and fragile age.

"...thats sweet .. rin."

"so, what do you think i should do??"

"just, tell her ... whats the worst that will happen, right..?"

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