#rin itoshi layouts

[aquaritos]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀oh god, can you make my heart stop. 🎱🌺🌵

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ blue lock - itoshi rin.

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[chilumitos]

— "cílios bonitos não vão me conquistar"

[90smitsuri]

. ⊹ itoshi rin layouts ׅ ੭

[seraphmaws]

Rin Itoshi Discord Layouts!

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Rqed by anon! Free to use just rb + credit

[cllhl5no]

🍶 . ⚽ anticipation has a habit to set you up for disappointment

[truegoist]

oh btw anon asked for this so

in fact I actually did everything on this theme myself(except of icon + blue lock banner) so if you want to use them here

use those to your hearts extent I’m not your boss

[garoujo]

ARENT YOU A GOOD BOY? — BLUE LOCK

feat : nagi seishiro, itoshi sae, mikage reo, bachira meguru + itoshi rin

♱ warnings — how they react when you call them a “good boy”, f!reader, all characters written 22+ / note. i wrote a lil nagi thought about this yesterday n wanted 2 elaborate on the idea a lil more ! also another lil layout change < 3

・✶ ｡ﾟNAGI SEISHIRO

it had become sort of routine for nagi to flop down onto the couch beside you after practice, fatigue heavy in his limbs as he props himself up against your side — messy hair still wet from his shower as he smears a few drowsy kisses along your skin.

“did you have a good practice, sei?” you hum as you let your hand trace up to scratch at his scalp, pulling a pleased whine from the striker as he curls over you — smooshing his cheek against you with a huff. “yeah, was fine.”

“you didn’t slack off?” you continue with a particularly hard press of your fingertips and nagi’s eyes almost roll back at how much he fucking loves when you do that, feeling him lean into the touch like he’s an overgrown cat looking for more pets. “nah, played good f’ you, angel.”

“my good boy.” the pitch your voice takes is fucking sinful as your mouth curls around the praise, and you feel your boyfriend stiffen before he’s fidgeting once more. he’s easing himself lower on the couch to lean more of his weight on you, stuffing his face into the crook of your neck so you can’t see the way his cheeks are suddenly tinting pink.

“pretty thing—no fair.“ nagi sighs against your skin as his hands move to squeeze at your waist, almost dragging you closer as you giggle against him.

“hm? do you like when i call you that?” you ask again, knowingly considering the way you can feel the heavy weight of nagi’s cock grinding against your thigh — urging you to trail your fingers down his abdomen so you can feel it twitch under the touch.

“eh, ‘m just sleepy.. quit moving, you’re warm.” he sighs, trembling with his next exhale and you know you’ve got him when you feel his breath stutter against your neck, pressing yourself closer as your fingertips squeeze at the outline of his heavy, clothed cock. “yeah? are you sure, sei? good boys don’t lie.”

“you’re.. fuck, you’re such a pain.” nagi breathes as he chases the friction your palm gives him, his hips twitching at the rough stroke you reward him with as he shudders and grinds into the touch — fingertips flexing to squeeze at your skin as presses you underneath him.

“fuck, don’t stop. feels so good.” it’s quick the way he curls himself over you to press your back into the cushions beneath you both — pushing his larger body between your thighs before he’s kissing you breathless. he’s already fuelled by his desire for your touch, grinding his clothed cock into you as his hands fumble with the waistband of your pants, lost in his eagerness to have all of you. “hm? say it again then, angel. wanna be good for you.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI SAE

you’d been watching one of sae’s games you’d recorded while he was overseas, busying yourself in the kitchen as he helped you clean up from dinner. you can still hear the quiet chatter from the speaker, announcing another goal from your boyfriend before you offer him a pretty grin over your shoulder when he looks over at you.

“another goal? good boy.” something dark is barely visible in his gaze when the words fall from your lips, but they only draw him closer until he’s almost got you pressed against the kitchen counter — leaning in close until his lips are grazing along your cheek, then the shell of your ear.

“hm? you think so, sweetheart?” sae drawls, carefully neutral despite the sudden heavy atmosphere in the room that makes you suddenly feel too hot, his breath fanning along your heightened nerves before he speaks again — lower this time. “how will you reward me then?”

you feel like your heart stutters as you attempt to press yourself closer, reaching out to grab a fistful of his shirt in your desperate little attempts to draw him into you. but just as quickly as his body is pressing against yours, he’s drawing back to let his sharp gaze cut through you as he clicks his tongue.

“do you really think you would get me wound up so easily?” sae breathes as he lets his fingertips press underneath your chin, tilting your head to meet his gaze before he’s raising his brow at the already needy expression you’re wearing.

but you know as mean as others may think he is, he just couldn’t harbour the same distaste when it came to you. so you can see the small dusting of pink that paints his cheekbones despite his neutral expression, and you feel heat burn in your abdomen when his free hand guides one of yours to the half-hard cock straining against his pants. “you’ll have to work for that, sweetheart. now how about you be a good girl.”

・✶ ｡ﾟMIKAGE REO

you better than anyone knew that reo had such a big thing for praise, he loved hearing it roll from your lips at any opportunity he could — but it was something you happily bathed him in, afterall he was such a doting boyfriend you thought he deserved it.

he’d been off practice today while you were out running a few errands, and you were happy to return home to your apartment to notice that he’d been cleaning — probably ended up a little bored and decided to pre-occupy himself to take the load of you a little.

“reo? did you clean up in here?” you grin as your boyfriend comes through to meet you in the doorway, handsome smirk in place like he’d been waiting for you all day. his arms are quick to wrap around your hips and pull you into him, just enough for him to press his lips against yours before he’s pulling away with a teasing nibble and a laugh.

“hah—ofcourse, are you impressed?” reo grins as he lets his eyes look over you, sending you a look that’s cheeky but addictive as he tilts his head at you. “mhm, you’re such a good boy.”

it’s shameless the way he lets a small whimper drip from between his lips as his gaze darkens, hooded with lust before he leans in closer to smear his lips along your jawline. “oh? i like the sound of that, bunny.” he chuckles as he lets his hands smooth along your skin, squeezing at your waist and hips as he bites down on his lower lip.

“reo..” you begin as he palms at your body, feeling yourself grow increasingly more needy before he suddenly lowers himself down onto his knees — taking a slow handful of your ass as he does before he’s letting his hands trace round to grip your thighs. “heh—i’ll show you a good boy.” 

・✶ ｡ﾟBACHIRA MEGURU

it was common for you and bachira to get lost in eachother, especially after practice when he’s went without your touch all day — immediately letting you climb onto his lap so he can finally melt into you.

it’s needy, a little messy the way he kisses you — grabbing at your hips to grind you down on his lap, whimpering and giggling as he licks into your mouth with a fever that makes you feel breathless.

“no, don’t pull ‘way, baby. cmoooon~” bachira’s already starry-eyed and half gone when the kiss breaks wet and you look at him, cupping his face in your hands to squeeze at his cheeks as he immediately leans into the touch.

“you’re such a good boy, bachi.” you grin and it’s almost immediate the smirk that tugs at his features, swollen lips curling at the edges before he’s biting down on his lower lip and letting his hips twitch up into yours.

he leans in a little closer, letting his lips trace along your jawline before he’s mouthing at the skin — humming in a way that tells you he likes it, like he’s wordlessly asking you to say it again like you can’t already feel the way his cock is fucking throbbing beneath you.

“mhm, i’ll be a real good boy, baby.” bachira sings, almost panting when he hugs you closer to crash his lips against you once more — needy hands grabbing at your body like he’s trying to rip the clothes right off of you.

you feel dizzy with the way he’s licking into your mouth, panting hard between whimpers as he sucks on your tongue between needy grinds of his clothed cock against your pussy. “take good care of me, mkay?”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI RIN

you think it’s charming the way rin’s waiting for you in the kitchen after practice, like he’s pretending he doesn’t know you’re going to make dinner — one of his favourite, more intimate times that he gets to give you his undivided attention.

“how was practice? were you a good boy?” you call as you make your way to your usual spot by his side, and the way his eyes cast you a dark glance is quick before he’s clearing his throat and pushing himself off the counter to face you.

“what’re you trying to do?” rin asks, earnestly as his brows drop slightly, a cute frown decorating his features despite the way his eyes still drag over your figure affectionately. but you see the way goosebumps prick his skin when you reach out to touch him, emphasising the ability your words alone have on the striker.

“what do you mean?” you feign innocently and you hear the way he clicks his tongue before he looks away from you, desperately trying to bite down the flush that’s threatening to dust his features. “you.. you know what i mean.”

you let the silence linger as you take a step closer, fingertips grazing higher until they’re pressing against the smooth muscle of rin’s chest, and if you were to look between the already close proximity of your bodies you’d be able to see the way his cock fucking throbs against his shorts.

but it’s quick, barely contained the way you feel his fingers wrap gently around your wrist before he’s tugging you closer, leaning in as his sharp eyes cut into you. he’s just close enough for his lips to barely brush yours so you can hear the carnal drop in his tone despite the way he’s biting back the effect you have on him, the rise and fall of his chest giving away the way he’s almost panting with want. “are you here just to tease me?”

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[doobean]

BEWARE THE WITCHING HOUR . . .

HELLO EVERYONE ! ! ! This is Dooby here announcing the debut of my nsfw blog and also my participation in Kinktober 2023! Ready to get railed by your favorite football players? This event will feature taboo themes and dark content. If this makes you uncomfortable then please block the tag doobean:kinktober23. Some tags you might see are: manipulation, dumbfication, dub-con, corruption, age gap, etc. All characters featured will be over 21+. More detailed tags will be added to each individual fic once released. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

WEEK ONE - FAMILY AFFAIRS: ISAGI YOICHI

synopsis: You've got everything in life. A happy marriage with the love of your life, a new job, and you have enough savings to buy a new house! Luckily enough, your kind stepbrother offers to come with you to the open house tour while your husband is busy and away. Nothing can go possibly wrong, right? CLICK ME!

contents: explicit content, afab!fem!reader, stepbro!isagi, reader is married to sae, reader also wears a dress hehe, cheating, manipulation, dub-con, step cest, isagi is jealous and is a bully, kinda borderline yandere!isagi, hickeys, cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected sex, creampies, pet names/name-calling, dumbification, doggy/missionary/mating press, ass slapping, dacryphilia, light choking, having sex while on a phone call (oral), mirror sex, mdni

WEEK TWO - HIM & HIM: OLIVER AIKU + SAE ITOSHI

synopsis: You're a tired-out office worker who often relieves yourself from the mundanes in life through clubbing and going to local bars. Little did you know that one night you would be approached by two men and an offer that you can't deny. CLICK ME!

contents: explicit content, afab!fem!reader, sex worker!oliver, sex worker!sae, semi-public sex (nightclub bathroom), double penetration, anal sex, vaginal sex, face grabbing, slight hair pulling, nipple play, ass slapping, usage of aphrodisiacs, unprotected, overstimulation, degradation, name calling (slut), rimming/anal fingering, blowjobs, hand jobs, cumming in ass, facials, kinda proofed mdni

WEEK THREE - AN EASY A: NAGI SEISHIRO

synopsis: There's a problem student in your class and he just can't seem to understand that he needs to put in the effort. You've already given him three chances to make up his assignments - all of which he ignored. But what happens when he suggests another alternative during office hours? CLICK ME!

contents: age gap, student-teacher (duh), classroom sex, dom!reader

WEEK FOUR - BLOOD THIRSTY: RIN ITOSHI + SAE ITOSHI

synopsis: You've always known your neighbors are a little bit ... weird. Always kept to themselves, windows covered by blinds all the time, only going out when it's at the dead of night, and oh my god are those fangs?

contents: vampires, neck biting + a lil blood, possessiveness, manipulation

a/n: don't ask me how long i spent on planning the layout bc it was an embarrassing amount of time... if you wanna get added to the taglist please send a message or comment on this post! thank you in advance for reading everything!

[suashii]

୨♡୧ A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS — itoshi rin x reader. 1.1k wc. sfw. fluff.

"this is where you wanted to go?" rin couldn't hide the suspicion in his voice even if he tried. when you said you had someplace you were dying to take him, he expected something along the lines of a restaurant or a park—not a photo booth.

you hum in confirmation with the nod of your head, an excited smile playing at your lips as you meet rin's teal eyes. they don't reflect your enthusiasm. you knock your shoulder into his arm. "come on, it'll be fun."

"can't you just take some on your phone?" he asks, warily eyeing the machine. he's never been big on pictures but he would much prefer what he's used to—the selfies you take before he has time to protest or the candids you snap when you think he isn't looking. there seems to be another pro to your usual way of doing things, rin thinks as he watches you insert coins into the booth. "and for free."

"where's the fun in that?" you counter, carefully considering each background option and print layout before deciding on them. you glance up at him after finishing the selection prompts on the screen. "plus, these give you physical copies. we don't have any of those together."

rin doesn't have time to ask what's so much more significant about a print-out before your fingers wrap around his wrists and you tug him past the curtain and into the booth. the bright, white lights are nearly blinding, the illumination is enough to make rin squint in an effort to escape it. he wonders if he's being dramatic when you continue talking as though the lights aren't blazing down on you.

"four pictures and they're timed so don't freeze," you explain to him, pointing an accusing finger at his chest. you know better than anyone that rin is notorious for not posing for the camera. even being aware that his best is likely an awkward peace sign, you'd appreciate the effort over nothing.

"no promises," he replies with a blink. while his statement makes it sound like you're likely to end up with a strip of photos of rin stiffly standing idle, it makes you smile.

because you have a plan that's sure to elicit a reaction from him.

you tip your head up to rin. "ready?"

"sure."

reaching forward, you tap the screen to start the photo-taking sequence. there's a clear shot of you and rin displayed before a timer counting down appears. instinctively, you stick your index and middle fingers out behind rin's head to create the classic bunny ears pose. he quickly replicates the gesture, holding the v his fingers make just above your head. a flash overtakes the screen as you grin at rin's honest attempt to pose.

the timer restarts and you scramble into your next stance. your hand drops from the top of rin's head down to his chin, fingers coming together to squish his cheeks. the action causes his lips to pucker and you can't help but snicker at the sight. prompted by you, rin's arm reaches around your shoulder so that he can poke the plump of your cheek. another flash signifies the end of the second photo.

"here, lean down." you request with a smile, beckoning him with your hand. rin easily complies, bending at the knee so that he's closer to your level. your arms wrap around his waist as you turn to face him. before you give him the chance to do the same, you let your lips press against the silkiness of his skin. the flash goes off once more.

last one.

unraveling your hands from his midsection, you cup the two of them together at rin's ear. your heart thumps heavily against your chest and you swear you can hear the rhythmic pulse in your ears. who knew it could be so nerve-wracking to say words that you truly mean?

there's a complex mix of excitement and fear coursing through your veins but the click of the timer counting down helps you take the plunge off the deep end. two seconds before the final flash, the string of words falls from your lips in an airy whisper. "i love you."

you can just barely hear rin's breath catch in his throat as the machine snaps your last photo. everything happened so quickly—your declaration, the picture, and now the aftermath.

the adrenaline you're met with upon uttering the three words leaves you eager and scared—like you're dropping from the peak of a roller coaster or coasting through the trees on a zipline. it builds into courage, urging you to meet rin's eye. if it weren't for the slight intake of air you'd heard or the light pink dusting his cheeks, you'd question if rin had caught your words. the subtle signs are confirmation enough but you're curious to see what the camera was able to capture in the moment.

"let's go see how they turned out." you take rin's hand in yours, interlacing your fingers as you step out of the booth to examine the photos.

rin quietly follows, silently wondering if he had concealed the surprise that took over his face at your declaration of love before the camera had time to act. his unspoken question is answered as he surveys each of the pictures lined up on the strip, eyes falling to the one at the very bottom.

he looks at you first and the soft smile that tugs at the corners of your lips. there's a sparkle in your eyes, one that rin finds akin to adoration. he's the subject of your gaze and, much to his embarrassment, the awe is visible in his expression—lips parted and eyes widened as though he's in a state of disbelief.

your giggle cuts through the air, effectively gaining rin's attention. you point to his figure in the photo before peering up at him with a grin. "you're so cute."

"you did that on purpose," rin says, not a question but a revelation. you're a lot sneakier than you let on, he thinks, trying to ignore the growing warmth in his cheeks.

"i had to make sure at least one of these was authentic," you admit, tapping the confirmation to print the sheets. you squeeze rin's hands with your next words, meeting his eye with that very same sparkle of adoration. "but i meant what i said."

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ blue lock - itoshi rin.

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[chilumitos]

my beautiful eyelashes man

[erosuguru]

Summer Course

Rin Itoshi X Reader, College AU (characters are 18+), summer courses ew, Rin is considered goth here and wears all black with silver accessories, gender neutral reader, 1172 words

CW: none, no proof reading

Notes: first fic posted yippie I’m still getting the hang of themes and layouts and such anyway here u go runs away

You were always told you’d meet the most interesting people in college, that phrase always echoed in your head to rationalize the behavior or the dress code of whoever you met during your time in college. You were currently taking a summer course of a subject you’d taken previously, however your final grade was terrible and the professor denied discussing extra credit or extra grades in general.

You decided to retake the subject in the summer with a different professor you’ve heard good things about them and so far the lectures and assignments have been a breeze, you hurried to class to settle down early given that your professor previously said attendance is vital as they will explain the group assignment so you could finally start working on it, entering the classroom you breathed a sigh of relief to finally sit in a well-conditioned room away from the merciless sun’s heat.

Putting down your equipment and arranging them properly, you fixed your appearance to seem presentable and unlocked your phone, passing the time until the lecture would start. Slowly, more students started pouring in including your colleague, (they’re the type of acquaintance you only talk to because you two share a class and some interests but nothing more) you exchanged your ‘hello’s and began discussing what you know so far about the project.

“I did a project similar to it in another course, I think it’s just a report.” Your colleague explained and you nodded, opening up the syllabus file.

“It says here the group should be 3-4 people so maybe we can just get one more person?” You added and they agreed, they grew silent as the door opened and closed and you assumed it was your professor- however there were still 5 minutes and they’re usually late.

Instead you were met with a familiar tall figure, you don’t know much about this guy except that his family name is ‘Itoshi’ and that his wardrobe was entirely black draped with silver. Eyes a cold shade of teal that you feel like would easily silence you if he looked at you in a certain way, they always looked bored but nonetheless pretty.

today his attire was no different except his black T-shirt was tighter than usual, you assumed that the summer heat was finally getting him to wear the thinnest piece of fabric he could find. the silver chain draped loosely over his hip attached to his belt lightly jingled over the blaring music in his headphones. He paid neither you nor your colleague any mind and sat 2 chairs behind you, dropping his bag onto the floor and settling down.

You hadn’t noticed how silent you and your colleague went until they made a ‘psst!’ Sound to grasp your attention. “You know him?”

“What? No, I’ve been seeing him around all course and I never heard a peep from him.” You responded, the two of you avoided looking back as to not alarm him that you were talking about him.

“Maybe he’s one of those brooding types, Y’know the type to glare at you so you’d talk to him?” Your colleague joked and you stifled a laugh, the idea seeming laughable.

“Don’t say that! Compared to other college weirdos he’s actually pretty tame..” you reasoned and as your colleague was about to speak, you heard an unfamiliar voice.

“I can hear you, Y’know?”

Both of you turned your head and saw the victim of your gossip staring back at you two with an almost nonchalant glare, embarrassment flooded your system as both you and your colleague apologized and assured you didn’t mean to offend him, but he went back to ignoring you two.

You had no time to dwell on it as your professor hurriedly stumbled into the classroom, apologizing for their tardiness and setting up the projector to connect to their laptop.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

After wrapping up the lecture your professor had taken extra time to explain the group project assignment, your colleague and you needed one more person since you agreed too many people would only increase chaos. The problem is most people were either out the door or already in groups.

Your colleague left quickly as they had another class immediately after your shared one so you consulted your professor about your lack of a full group, they were quick to offer a solution by simply asking someone behind you.

“Rin, you don’t have a group, right?”

Your gossip victim, now known as ‘Rin’, looked up from his desk and stopped putting away his items, nodding silently and adding a simple ‘yeah’.

“This is good! You can let him in your group, I’m sure you’ll be able to work together easily- your topic isn’t too complicated!” You were about to object when your professor apologized saying they had another section to lecture in another classroom, them taking their leave solidified the decision that Rin Itoshi would be in your group now.

“Hey.” He simply said as he approached you, your body visibly tensed up as the awkwardness from earlier came back full force, turning to face him he could see your cheek’s pigmentation change, you were actually blushing at this attractive yet mysterious stranger.

He didn’t say anything as he looked over you, putting up his hand to you as if expecting you to give him something, confusion took over your features and his expression hardened a bit.

“Your phone, you want me in your group, right?” He almost sounded like he was doing you a favor even though it was the other way around, but you did need his contact information if you’ll work together.

Handing him your phone, Rin tapped in his contact information, you hadn’t noticed how well black nail polish looked on his fingernails until now, or that he cared enough to accessorize with silver rings. He handed your phone back to you after a few moments and you stood there awkwardly after taking it back, you didn’t know if you wanted to tell him a hundred things about your project or apologize a million times for talking about him.

“Rin- it’s Rin, right? I just wanted to apologize again for talking about you behind your back like that- or.. uh.. well, right in front of you in this case.” You felt your flustered state worsen as he tilted his head lightly, as if a predator sizing up his prey.

“.. it’s fine, but you can make it up to me.” Every part of you knew you shouldn’t accept, he was a stranger up until a few minutes ago but your conscience weighed on you and you forced your best smile and most welcoming tone. “Of course, it’s the least I can do!”

Rin was almost taken aback by how you accepted, the shock melting away into an almost sinister stare, as if he was looking forward to teasing you and flustering you mind, body and soul whenever he could.

“How about you let me take you out on a date after this group assignment’s over?”

[daiseukiis]

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𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 ! ⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ MICHAEL KAISER is nicknamed as ‘god’s chosen emperor’ in the football world, being one of the best football players in japan university.

⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ MIKAGE REO is heir to the mikage corps, studying mba as well as a very popular football player.

⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ ITOSHI RIN is a biology student as well as one of the top football players in japan university.

⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ a member of the infamous kiseki no sedai ; SUGIYAMA IZUMI is often mistaken for a guy due to her rather masculine name. she is japanese-australian and heir to the sugiyama enterprise as her family owns multiple onsens around the world. she is studying international business and plays on the women’s basketball team.

⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ the middle child of the infamous suwa family, SUWA SUMIRE is the captain of the women’s swim team, in university for sports science education. she occasionally does modelling on the side.

⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ KIRISHIMA HARU is studying for his mba, heir to the kirishima corps. he is part of the volleyball team, and sponsors multiple sports youth leagues.

⠀⠀⠀⠀￫ FUJIMURA ‘AUTUMN’ YUME is a business major, going for her masters in mba. she is japanese-new zealander, the captain of the cheerleading team. her family owns wisteria corps, as she is the next head and is the rich cousin of bokuto kotaro. her boyfriend is kuroo tetsuro.

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