#rin oneshot

[kazvha]

Sae and Rin reaction to seeing the reader couching blood in their matches? The reader is cheering for the brothers like she always does, and suddenly she starts to cough lots of blood and she passes out. When the they noticed, they immediately stop playing and went to the reader while they screaming in terror and fear. They desperately want help from the people in there.

Summary: His reaction when you faint during his match

Including: Sae & Rin (separated)

Notes: I actually have no idea what happens when you faint in a stadium😅 Tried my best though

SAE ITOSHI

Sae was proud to have you cheering for him every match. Although he had lots of supporters, his eyes only looked at your figure every time he scored a goal. He would never grow tired of your beaming face.

You jumped and screamed like always the next time Sae scored a goal, only to get a coughing attack. The coughs wouldn't stop even after drinking water, and eventually, you started coughing blood. It stained your top, and suddenly a wave of weakness hit you, which made cling to the railing in front of you.

"Hey! Is everything alright?", asked one person next to you, before your consciousness slipped into nothing.

A commotion formed around you, and people panicked and screaming for help. Sae noticed it out of the corner of his eyes and scanned through the crowd for your figure. When his eyes found you in that unconscious state, red liquid dripping from your lips, he froze.

"[Name]?!", he cried out in terror before sprinting up to you in a straight line.

When he arrived at your side you were already put into the recovery position and someone called the ambulance. He was caught up in fear. The goal and the game were long forgotten, the only thing on Sae's mind was you. How did this happen? Were there signs he didn't notice?

His hands trembled as he rubbed your shoulder and attempted to calm himself down. "Everything will be fine."

He never left your side when you were carried out, his hand never left your cold one.

RIN ITOSHI

You always being there and cheering for him during his matches was the thing that kept him going. Every time Rin took a breather, he glanced in your direction. He admired how good you looked in his jersey, with his name written on your face, and then he concentrated on the game again.

You were screaming your lungs out in a fan chant until you suddenly suffered from a coughing fit. Your eyes widened when you noticed the blood on your hands after wiping your lips, and the next thing that happened was... Darkness.

The first half was nearing the end with three minutes of overtime when Rin took another look in your direction. Seeing your state, eyes closed, and leaning back into your seat made him frown at first, and then he noticed the blood.

His instincts immediately took over. He ran across the field screaming your name frantically, his voice full of fear and terror. He hoped you would respond, but you didn't, your eyes remained closed. Rin hastically climbed up to your seat reaching for your shoulder and trying his luck again to no avail. He checked your pulse. Luckily, you were still breathing.

Seething with rage he screamed at the wide-eyed people around him, "How blind has someone to be to not notice the person next to you passing out?! Call an ambulance, before I crush you all into little pieces!"

His eyes coldly pierced through everyone he looked at. "Stop filming! You shits don't even have one spark of decency in you!" Rin was ready to attack everybody, but his teammate who appeared beside him, restrained him.

Two minutes later the emergency physicians arrived and carried you to the ambulance. Rin insisted on staying by your side the whole time, even if it meant abandoning his match.

[pppeachyyys]

the hassle i love

itoshi rin doesn't want you to go for anyone else but him.

badboy! itoshi rin, mention of blood / violence, comfort, confessions (?), gn reader

itoshi rin was not one to be a rowdy teenage boy.

at least that’s what everyone in his school thought. ‘he was the complete opposite of those kind of people’, they claimed. he was a quiet and gentle student, the kind that girls would swoon over for being so mysterious.

but deep behind that facade, you would know what he truly was like. itoshi rin was indeed a rowdy teenage boy that loved soccer and horror more than anything else. he got into fights every other day and won every single encounter he’s gotten into. he has a sour mouth, spitting words that only those with a cold heart could say. 

itoshi rin was the complete opposite of a quiet and gentle student. 

yet somehow, the way he would be careful with his words around you was different compared to the insults he threw at his blue lock teammates. he would always look out for you (claiming it was just for his own good) and almost look at you differently. 

“that burns.” rin hissed the moment the antibacterial wipe made contact with his wounded skin, once porcelain and clean. you rolled your eyes in response. 

“it’s your fault for doing this to yourself. why’d you even get into a fight this time ?” you complain. he averts eye contact, rather placing his gaze on the stack of bandages and gauzes. 

sweat is still remnant on his forehead, black hair frizzled and messier than normal. his lashes bat up and down, giving you a glimpse of his jewel-green irises. 

he mumbles something to himself that you cannot discern. choosing to ignore him, you secretly rip open a hello kitty plaster while he’s looking away and lean closer to his face, aiming at the cut under his turquoise eyes. your whole body is shifted from your chair to his, legs grazing against each other and arms touching.

that’s when rin comes to realize that you were awfully close to him this time. your hands cold against his warm cheeks, eyes concentrated on his cut. he quickly decides to himself that now would be perfect to tell you with no warning. 

“it’s cause some dude was talking about you.”

you stop for a moment which signals for him to continue talking. “he was talking about how he was gonna try and get your number from a friend…” his eyes slowly move from the table to your own e/c eyes. “... and he just kept on going on and on, saying you were probably easy and all that bullshit. so of course i had to tell him otherwise.”

he huffs. “i hate when guys assume that stuff about you. it’s like they think they can just take you like that. makes me annoyed.” 

had to tell him otherwise. makes me annoyed.

rins words go through your brain and you blink. once, twice. you’re quick to slap the bandage onto his face with a flustered look, clearly catching him off guard. now it’s his turn to blick once. twice. 

“what is that even supposed to mean ?! also, as much as i appreciate you looking out for me, i would rather you not get into fights every other day.” you scold him and the spot you hit him in becomes a bit red. 

“i can’t help it. lukewarm guys like him don’t deserve anything. plus they don’t even go to our school so it’s more of a reason to beat him up.” you roll your eyes at his words and stay quiet. 

he places a hand on the plaster, running a finger over the material. “am i a lukewarm guy, y/n ?” rin asks quietly, almost like he is scared to ask you such a question.

you aren’t sure how to react. he looks more fragile than normal. the way you had such a hold onto him, making him so weak at the sight of just you. turquoise eyes are laced with yearning. “you’re anything but a lukewarm guy rin.” you say. 

“do you prefer guys like him then ?” 

his words are cautious. you look straight back at him. it’s the first time you’ve seen him so vulnerable and you can’t help but yearn for it more. 

you’re quick to nervously place your hand against his cheek and he leans towards it in an instant, sighing. “nope. i prefer guys like you actually.” 

there’s a sudden flash inside rins eyes. “actually it’s more like i just prefer you, even if cleaning you up is a hassle sometimes. you’re my favorite, rin.” you say with a smile, praying he wouldn’t shake you off or ignore you after hearing your words. 

“your heartbeat.” 

“huh ?”

suddenly rin presses his lips against the pulse of your wrist. without another word, he kisses the spot with such gentleness, catching you off guard. 

“your heartbeat is just like mine right now.” he then takes your hand and places it to his chest. you can feel the quickening of his heart, rapidly beating against the warmth of his body. his whole face is flushed cutely. 

you attempt to not stammer over your words but the way he looks up to you was too hard to resist. his ears were burning red and you swore that your pulse was synced with his from how fast it was beating. you whisper. “rin…”.

“there’s a reason why i can’t stand when other people want you. i want you to only treat me like this. so don’t go to other guys, y/n.” 

he wraps his arms around your waist, the grip strong as though it refused to let you go. the whole room smells like rin (or was it because you were so close to him?) and your head is spinning with what you were supposed to say. 

“well… it’s not like i’ll ever treat anyone else like this. you yourself is too much of a hassle anyway.” you reply. slowly, a smile grows on your face.

“but you’re my hassle to deal with.” 

sure, itoshi rin could be considered a bad boy. but he would always be the best for you.

[nymphaliia]

𐙚 TOKYO REVENGERS SMUT

୨୧ gamer!boyfriend!rindou x f!reader

— your boyfriend is a pro gamer and spends all of his time at his desk. and of course, his sweet girlfriend spends all of her time at his desk too, specifically under.

cw : oral (m!receiving), throat fuck, mouth cockwarming, cum swallow, slight cum play, dumbification, "slut"...

my masterlist : ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

rindou is your oh so sweet boyfriend, so kind and attentive. he spoils you and treats you so well you can't help but want to return the favour.

but what good can you be ? you've got no money and rin most likely already has everything he wants.

don't worry though! rin is quick to chase that worry away from that cute little brain of yours! you want to please your boyfriend that much is that right? surely you must know another way to please him instead of material good ?

that's when rindou uses your desperate desire to thank him, to manipulate his dumb girlfriend into her knees to keep him warm during his intense game sessions.

devoted as you are, you'll stay here and agree right? that's the only thing rin ever asked of you, you can definitely do him this favour.

you need no more convincing and you're greedily waiting for any command from him, desperate to show him just how grateful you are for his kind treatment.

you look up through your eyelashes at your boyfriend's face, meekly kneeling between his spreading legs. he looks so hot, all serious and frowning, muttering curses under his breath, translating his frustration at his game.

when he finally gets a more peaceful moment, he takes that as his cue to unzip his pants without a word, eyes riveted to his screen.

he doesn't look at you when he reveals his hard on and only tells you to keep it in your mouth. you mustn't move, he tells you, just keep him warm and wet, and then maybe you'll get a reward.

so you do, obediently opening wide for him and swallowing his whole length until its tip is kissing the back of your throat and your nose is touching his pubic hair. you try your best to relax your airways, feeling tears already building up.

but you finally adjust and manage to not move an inch, keeping still like he warned you to. your jaw is aching like crazy by the first fifteen minutes and time feels way longer than it should.

but you feel so good around him! the simple thought of helping rin relax is enough to get you going another ten minutes. his praises are like music to your ears and when he tells you how much of an adorable little slut you are, it feels special, and great.

rin loves to use you. the way you look under him is enough to keep him hard for another hour. he avoids looking down at you, knowing he'll be met with your big doe eyes, a terribly sweet contrast to how your plump lips are stretched around his fat cock. he knows he won't be able to complete his game if he catches your pretty face servicing him from under.

but even though you don't move and he doesn't look at you, he can only imagine what you look like right now. a pool of saliva dangling from your chin, some tainting your top. you look depraved, with glossy eyes and rosy cheeks, submissive hands delicately resting at the top of your lap.

all of this just makes him want to fuck your throat until you can't think of anything else but his dick. which might already be the case considering how you've been swallowing him for the past thirty minutes now, nostrils breathing in his strong scent.

so he makes sure to use your mouth as a fleshlight the second he wins his game, claiming he needs his reward for finishing number one. and you comply enthusiastically, readjusting your posture to prepare yourself for what's to come.

he takes your head in his hands, one holding the top, fingers roughly laced in your hair in a strong knot, and the other placed firmly on your nape.

you let him guide you up and down his length, jaw all mushy and ready to be used however. it hurts and your body is aching from the position you've been sitting in. but you say nothing, figuring his pleasure is your priority right now. his low grunts make you shiver and encourage you to keep bobing your head up and down.

it feel obscene. gags and sloppy sounds are bouncing off the walls, barely covering rin's own blissful moans. your eyes are burning and your reflexes are getting bolder, praying you for a breath, so you dig your nails in your flesh hoping it'll help you stay in place.

you feel rindou chase his own high, his thrusts are getting more uncontrolled, he keeps whispering dirty words and sweetly insults you. and when he feels it coming, he locks your head in place with his arm chocking you.

he tells you to stay still. "I'm- I'm gonna cum baby, fuck, make sure to catch all of it okay?" and you do, unmoving, receiving his seeds gratefully like an angel receiving a favour from god.

you feel light-headed by the time he finishes painting your mouth white, thick rope of cum pooling inside and forcing you to taste the sour and bitter liquid. him letting go of your face feels like a liberation and if it wasn't for the sperm in your mouth you would've panted like a dog the moment his dick slowly slid out of your mouth, sensitive from the recent orgasm.

"that's my good girl. always such a pretty cock sucker for me" he babied, slightly pating your cheek condescendingly, soft dick lazily kept in hand.

"did you like my gift baby? come on show me your reward sweet face" rin watched in satisfaction as you nodded eagerly and opened wide to show him the mouthful of cum he just dumped inside you.

he softly praised you and encouraged you to swallow after you played with it for a bit, turning it around in your mouth like it was the most delicious juice ever.

"god, you're such a useful little cum slut baby, this made me so happy. are you gonna let me use your throat again tomorrow angel?"

and how else can you answer if not by a cheerful "yes!" and a quick peck to his dick to show rin just how happy you are now that you can prove yourself to be just as capable of making his days better, like he does with you!

[munv]

𝗜𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗬

𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘁𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂? 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼?

could you tell kaiser brain rot won? could you tell? could you tell?

September was just starting, but now looking back..you were already sick of it. Taking care of Sae was a journey in its own right, but your mother expecting a baby in possibly a few days?  You needed some fresh air. 

So that's exactly what you did.

At least..that is what you thought. 

"Where are you going?" Sae's voice rang out through the living room. Staring at you with intent, trying to figure out what exactly was your game plan for today. Your Maine coon "Miko" was currently purring at your feet. She circled you in a way that made you feel caught. Which was scary in its own little way. 

You shook a bit at the type of duo they both became, always seemingly to catch you in the act. "I'm going for a walk..I'll be back" 

Sae gave you a stern glare in response "You said we'd play soccer this week" he stepped closer with each word before he was just inches in front of you. He looked up at you judgmentally. Miko let out a small 'meow' in agreement.

The sick little shit, you would have never picked her ass up from the street all those years ago if you knew she would pick sides. "I'm taking a walk Sae, and I said this week not today." You said stepping out of the circle Miko called home before putting on your shoes.

You ruffled his hair before opening the door, "I'll be back soon. Kay?" 

"Hmph" Miko let out a dissatisfied mewl before trotting back on over to sae.  "Alright love you!" You shut the door on him once again.. just like a particular chapter.

The small boy flushed before walking away from the door "Nee-San is so weird..isn't she miko?"  The cat purred in content before making way to her corner of the house once again.

It was a random park, very random indeed. How you ended up in this neighborhood? Not even you have the answers to that question.  You walked aimlessly, at truth. It was a little bit windy but nothing that couldn't be handled. 

A few birds, a cat here and there, a small stall you picked up teriyaki from, nothing beats this type of routine. Which was the initial thought before your teriyaki was snatched out of your hands "HOLY-" The culprit? A soccer ball in all its glory.  'a soccer ball...just..took my teriyaki? am I finally reaching insanity?...oh my god, is this the world getting payback for not playing soccer with Sae?' what you failed to notice was that there was a voice calling out to you. 

before you was a young boy, most likely around your age, with messy blonde hair almost completely spilled over his shoulders with a generous shade of blue to shade his eyes. He was only a little bit taller than you, but other than that he seemed worried at your downcast expression. If the boy didn't see what the soccer ball did to your teriyaki, he would have thought he hit your dog and killed it on the spot! 

"Geht es dir gut? Oh Gott, habe ich dich irgendwo getroffen?!" at this rate he was shaking with despair and worry. Snapping out of your senses, you realized he wasn't exactly speaking Japanese, and by the time he finished spluttering, he probably had a self-realization he wasn't exactly speaking Japanese either. Now, you weren't any language on a star, but you were smart enough to know this kid was probably German or something. 

But from the worry in his voice, you could at least pick up that he was probably asking if you were ok and a hint of extra sorry's in there. "uh.." you didn't have much to say, but being on your second life did have its benefits, for you studied a bit of french and german here and there. Though French was much easier you were grateful to have at least put a bit of effort into learning German. "Mir geht es gut, danke?"

The blonde boy looked surprised, which worried you by a hell tone. Did you say it right? oh shit, did you accidentally curse him out? he gave you a small smile before waving and picking up his soccer ball to run off to..wherever he was beforehand. 

So, you lost your teriyaki, met a cute German boy, and almost got spiraled into the pearly white gates in the process by the same soccer ball that took your teriyaki; but..looking back that hit could have been a serious one, that kid had some serious potential to become a striker. 

You've decided from the short encounter today that you've had about enough, and it's about time to start your mini trek home. Well, that was the old plan before you ended up looking at Google Maps. You weren't lost! no no, it was simply called..adapting to your new surroundings, you know. The little einsteins shit where they have a destination in mind but end up soaring somewhere weird. Maybe the magic school bus would explain this better, you know where you ended up where you wanted to go but got up in a small situation and lost. This was you we were talking about though! Not lost, just a little clueless. 

You turned a corner and managed to spot the same little guy from earlier, you realized that you could've pulled out Google Translate but that would've been rude. So sucking in your ego, you approached the blonde boy and tapped his shoulder. 

You weren't all too sure as to what he was doing, just holding the soccer ball and all but he seemed pretty lonely, and you were pretty clueless right now so it was a win-win situation. Not to assume he doesn't have friends or anything right?

He looked at you with surprise again, Jesus, it looked like he wanted to express himself so badly but just couldn't. I mean, if you were in Japan with little to no Japanese skills you don't think you would be able to speak German expecting almost anyone you meet to understand you. 

quickly hoping to get this over with, you typed out something on your phone and showed it to him. Thank God your parents actually trusted younger you with a phone and an even bigger plus you knew how to use it properly this time. he looked back at the translation on your phone before looking back at you and nodding. He took it from and you carefully typed out a few responses, and to be frank with yourself, the boy you learned whos name is "Kaiser" suited him. 

If only your Sae was this nice..you wouldn't have a stroke every now and then. he gave a small laugh to one of your snarky responses on google translate before finally leading you down a path, the more you two walked and talked (more like typed) the more fun it was. 

something in the conversation went like  "you have a little sibling?" 

"yeah, i got another one on the way right now too."

"what's it like?" 

"wouldn't you like to know?" 

and some more that went into depth like 

"it's ok to feel in the dumps yknow, but you should always carry some self-respect and discipline too"

"you sound a bit old, but..i'll think about it. thanks"

"i'll ignore the 'old' person comment and your welcome"

By the time you finished sharing your last laugh, you had arrived at your destination. Waving a small goodbye and a quick hug you made it inside your home with a small content sigh.

                                                                         ITOSHI OMAKE "why."

Sae's face was adorned with a frown while staring at his mother, sometimes his eyes would stray down to the round belly she had, where his new sibling would soon come from. But that wasn't today's topic. His tone was demanding for someone of his age, and his father had to remind him sometimes of how he sounded, but he knew his son couldn't help it. 

He was just naturally blunt he supposed.

He just needed to know why.

"sae, sweetheart..you're saying it as if your older sister isn't allowed to be happy?"

That's not what he was asking, and she knew that. He wanted to know the reason why you felt so off when he went to bother you earlier. 

You weren't even gone for that long! Miko told him everything and those two have an inseparable bond, so he would know what she was saying, and she told him you met a male. Not a boy, whoever interacts with his nee-san is stripped of the same title as him. Therefore by default, he is above all those bone-picking fiends that have tried to come close to you so far.

With a huff he got up and marched his way upstairs with his cat companion, opening your door to little to no knocking whatsoever.

"who is it."

he questioned

you looked confused, of course, you'd be confused, whatever boy turned fiend it was, screwed up your perfectly healthy and beautiful brain that would help him with homework, and now you've taken a liking to it. He can't believe it! it was just a couple of days ago you rejected one of those things too! 

Did they swarm you and infect you regardless by chance?

"Sae..what on God's infected earth are you talking about?"

"That's the exact problem. It's infected, and you've become one of them." he sighed.

what the fuck was he talking about?..

"miko, hold her down, we must bring her to her senses."

before you could react, a big white main coon had already jumped unto you and suffocated you in her fur as you wriggled for air. "WHAT THE HELL?" 

Sae closed the door behind him as he approached your already struggling figure.

"don't worry nee-san..we'll fix you."

Your parents sat on the couch that day listening to screams and cries for the rest of the day.

[rintosei]

✩ ˛˚ . A DRAWING OF YOU — ITOSHI RIN

+ contents: fluff, rin trying his best to draw, gn! reader | notes: back with a rin fic yipee thanks disc server itoshi rin's pr team for helping me pick the character

“what's that even supposed to be?” you asked rin who was silently sketching on the couch.

rin flinches, not expecting you to be behind him. “it's a drawing of you, idiot.”

“...” you stared at the drawing in silence, tilting your head to the side to try and see what part of the drawing looks like you but to no avail. “um, rin i can’t-”

“no, shut up i’m never doing this again,” rin throws the sketchbook to the side, sulking. “i knew i shouldn’t have asked bachira to help me.”

you let out a small chuckle, grabbing the sketchbook to flip it open. there were multiple pages filled with unfinished sketches, possibly due to rin not liking how each of the drawings look. “hey, at least you tried your best.”

“is that supposed to comfort me or something?” rin grumbles, going to stand up but you pushed him back down onto the couch. you quickly walked over, sitting down next to him, a smile on your face. “what? why’re you smiling at me like that?”

you lifted one of the sketches next to your face. “do you really think i look like that?”

rin groans, snatching the sketchbook away from you. “stop! i’m throwing this thing out if you don’t stop making fun of me.”

“no! don’t throw it out,” you quickly took back the sketchbook, keeping it tight in your hands. “it’s a cute memory of you trying to draw me. i might as well hang it up on the fridge.”

“what?” rin watches as you walked towards the fridge, flipping through the pages to choose which drawing to put up. “hey wait stop. don’t-” he quickly walks to you, grabbing the sketchbook from your hands once again. “you’re so annoying.”

“what? i’m just trying to appreciate the drawing you made of me! is that so bad?” you teased, poking his shoulders. instead of answering, rin just gives you a glare, placing the sketchbook on the kitchen table. he walks away, and you frowned, quickly following him. “wait, rin, you’re not actually angry are you?” 

rin suddenly stops in his tracks, making you hit your head on his back. you rubbed your forehead, trying to soothe the pain. to your surprise, rin grabs your chin and gives you a small kiss on your lips. “no, i’m not.”

you stared at him in surprise, cheeks turning red from the surprise kiss. “you-”

rin just gives you a smile and leaves you standing in front of the kitchen, stunned.

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[anime-to-the-t]

[renardiererin]

hey babes!! <3 what about friends with benefits with suna where we catch feelings first, but he falls harder??

you have spent countless nights up in your room, waiting for the pebbles to hit your window as a signal that rintarou suna would be coming up to your bedroom. countless nights with your hands in his hair, clothes littering the floor, hands anywhere they can grab, his head between your thighs, you on your knees between his legs, his dick down your throat, in between your tits, in your tight little pussy, in your hands, even in your ass a couple of times. countless nights spent up in your bedroom with the door locked and a strong hand belonging to a certain middle blocker covering your mouth to shut up his little screamer. he never had a problem being aggressive, he knows it makes your pretty eyes roll back when he hurts you a little. it's all consensual. he has no problem telling you filthy things about how "daddy loves his princess' cute little cunt," and how he "needs just one more" even after your pussy has been throbbing in pain for over five minutes. countless nights spent with him shoving his dick as far into your pussy as he possibly could, hand wrapped around your throat-- which occasionally travels up to your hair to yank you back from how you're bent over so you can be with your back flush to his chest-- and his dick pounding in and out of you. he'd kiss you by shoving his ridiculously long tongue down your throat, immediately putting his hands down your pants. it was hard to not fall captive to the way he'd kiss your cheeks and hold your hands- even if it was always in sexual contexts. damn near impossible to keep your feelings platonic, what with the way you passed each day with his initials on a necklace you never took off, with the way he always helped you clean up and gave you head rubs until you fell asleep, how he texted you good morning and good night each and every day; it was among the most difficult things in the world to not fall in love with rintarou. but it was just sex. barely even friends, just a good sexual compatibility holding your relationship together. he was never romantic in the way you longed for, never held you the way you so desired. it's the same every night. always aggressive, and to the point; always just sex. until tonight. he snuck into your bedroom around midnight, greeting you with a soft kiss on the cheek and a delicate: "hi, princess." he brought you flowers, preparing a vase for them without you asking. he had no reason to, other than that he "thought they'd brighten up your room." the domesticity in the way he held your hands the way you always wished he would, in the way he adjusted your lights to be just the way you liked, the way he gave you his favorite shirt to put on after; the simple domesticity of the whole night so far had your heart racing and your head in shambles. he'd walk over and sit beside you, rubbing little hearts into your inner thighs while he kissed you-- more sweetly than typically, as well. "rin, what are you doing?" now, rin's never been a shy person. he's as blunt as it gets. so why would this be any different? false assumption. the way his ears turned pink & his cheeks deepened their faint blush made your head fuzzy with the schoolgirlish daydreams swirling through your head. you could only hope he felt the same, after all this time.

"you know i'm not the kind of guy to get embarrassed. i'm not the typa person to keep secrets and hide feelings, so i just wanna be direct with you, pretty, is that okay?" a slight nod was all he needed to continue talking. "i really like you. really really really like you. more than i like jelly sticks and volleyball combined. i want you to be there at all of my games and be the first person i talk to about anything no matter how big or small-- even though you know with me, nothing's ever small," he winked to lighten the mood, but a small puff of air and a ghost smile was all you could muster in your shocked state. "please tell me this isn't one sided, because if it is that's gonna be really fuckin' embarrassing for me and i would have to stop fucking your tiny pussy which would be the death of me." his hand slid further up the inside of your thigh as he spoke, the pad of his thumb brushing against your clit through the pretty panties you'd put on for him. the pair you'd chosen were almost fully lace and way too thin for this type of torture. you lifted your hips up slightly off the mattress and grinded your clit further onto his thumb. "do ya love me, pretty? tell me ya love me, and i'll have to touch you without this flimsy fabric in my way."

"i love you rin, i really do."

"nah hun, i don't need ya doin' me any favors. s'okay if you don't."

"rinnie i swear i'm in love with you. i have been for almost a year now, please take them off."

"i'm in love with you too, sugar. i guess i can touch your pretty cunt for you. if you insist." aaaand then he'd crack the widest smile he could muster before flipping you onto your back and shoving three fingers in your little hole immediately as your ass hit the bed below you, with no warning or prep whatsoever. he'd silence your protests with a soft kiss and say, "that's just love, darlin'."

(could you tell i had a lot of thoughts about this?)

[ilythena]

·˚ ₊˚ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝟐 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝟐.

Sum. ᯤ How would the blue lock characters react to you being in a fight? Fic ver. PART 2

Char. ⩩ Isagi Yoichi, Bachira Meguru, Reo Mikage, Nagi Seishiro, Kunigami Rensuke, Rin Itoshi, Chigiri Hyoma

Tags. ⌯ Fighting, isagi scolding you but you dgaf, blood.

Wc. ꩜ 1,155

“I hate parties.” Isagi says, shoving through the crowd of people with Bachira following behind him. “I think this is fun!” Sitting down on couch in the only empty room in the house, Bachira takes a sip of his drink and smiles wide at the clearly irritated Isagi.

Chigiri walks into the room just as upset as Isagi, complaining that he already lost Reo and doesn’t know where else to go, and Bachira is trying to convince the two to stay a little longer— at least until they find everyone.

Kunigami somehow also finds the room where the three boys are sitting and joins them on their little conversation, siding with bachira on the party isn’t that bad, he texts Reo and Nagi to see where they are and to find out if they’re okay. Chigiri and Isagi continue to complain until Kunigami excuses himself to go get some water.

It takes him a while to get back, and Bachira assumes Kunigami probably got distracted or got lost and forgot to return back. “He’ll be back eventually, kunigami is responsible. He wouldn’t drink or get high so we don’t need to worry about him!”

They think nothing of it and continue to talk thinking that Kunigami is gonna return soon with a bottle of water or two. What they didn’t expect Kunigami to return with was a angry you who’s screaming and kicking calling someone an “ugly ass bitch” with Reo and nagi following close behind. Your hands are covered in blood from the bottle that the other girl swung on you and your face is cut because of her nails.

They think nothing of it and continue to talk thinking that Kunigami is gonna return soon with a bottle of water or two. What they didn’t expect Kunigami to return with was a angry you who’s screaming and kicking calling someone an “ugly ass bitch” with Reo and nagi following close behind. Your hands are covered in blood from the bottle that the other girl swung on you and your face is cut because of her nails.

“What the fuck.” Isagi doesn’t waste a second to close the door and find something to clean your hands up with, blood is all over the floor from the cuts but you don’t care about any of that, all you want to do is get back out there and teach that girl who she’s fucking with. “Y/n?! What happened!” “Dear god.” Bachira and Chigiri are trying to calm you down and Kunigami is still holding on to you— trying to make sure you calm down so you don’t run out there and fight again.

“Me and Nagi were walking to the kitchen to get some quiet and we saw y/n and some lady arguing, next thing I knew I blinked and the girl had tried to swing her beer bottle on y/n’s head.” Reo said, and Nagi looks more awake than ever.“Kunigami I swear to god let me go before I whoop you next. I’m not gon’ run.” “Can’t do that, y/n.” Kunigami sits you down on the couch and chigiri is repeating how we’re all leaving as soon as possible. Isagi returns with a towel and looks pissed as he wraps your hands up in it and gets a closer look at your face.

Bachira suddenly knows exactly who reo is talking about, it’s the same girl you had beef with since you started dating Rin. He doesn’t hesitate to smack his teeth and look as irritated as you. “She’s so annoying. Why won’t she let up?” “Exactly! She’s a fucking hater and I can’t wait until I can whoop that ugly hoes ass. I guess I gotta wait another day cause-“ “y/n be for real. You’re bleeding and we’re going home.” Isagi grips the back of your shirt hard as hell and drags you out the house with everyone else following.

You all hop in the car with you seated between kunigami and nagi, the two keep an eye out for you to make sure you’re okay.

Nagi’s phone dings and screaming is heard off of it, you peek and it’s your fight video— It’s pretty obvious you won despite the bleeding hands. “This is exactly why i didn’t even want to come in the first place, this shit is ridiculous.” Isagi sighs, steering out of his parking spot and driving to Rin’s place. “I mean, at least y/n won.” Nagi says and chigiri side eyes the taller male. He shrugs and mouths a ‘it’s true!’

Bachira turns around to look at you and you’re not even saying anything, he knows you well enough to tell you’re irritated beyond belief and all you want to do is fight. The said girl has been on your back since you started dating Rin and doesn’t let up, the alcohol she consumed built up her confidence to fight you when you were having a good time.

Nagi rubs your back and Kunigami tells you to breathe because Rin wouldn’t be happy to see this, you take his words into consideration and calm down a little. Rin didn’t even want you going and looking back now he was right.

Your hands are still bleeding, and it’s soaking through the towels now. It’s concerning you more and more as each second passes and you’re pretty sure you need stitches, Reo notices and tells Isagi to go to the hospital instead.

“What? Why wo- oh my fucking god she cut you that deep?” Isagi says, quickly looking back and seeing how much blood is now in his car and on you as he makes a U-Turn and drives to the hospital. “That bitch is crazy.” He mumbles as Bachira looks through the glove compartment for some towels or something to at least clean some of it up.

Chigiri has been quiet this whole time, honestly wanting everything to calm down. “Someone call rin!” Reo says and chigiri dials his number, no answer. Calls again, no answer.

Nagi notices and calls rin, still no answer. You see this and say “call rin off my phone, he has all of you silenced.” Isagi and kunigami scoff and kunigami picks up your phone as nagi takes the paper towels from bachira to hold your hands in.

After calling Rin on your phone, he finally picks up with a “hello? I was going to call nagi and chigiri back but you called-“ “y/n got in a fight and we’re on our way to the hospital.” Silence consumes the car for about 5 seconds before you hear Rin scream “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO Y/N.”

You laugh and Kunigami points the speaker to you “I’m fine babe, I just got into a fight and the bitch cut my hands open with the bottle she swung at me.” “So you’re not fine is basically what you just said. Who was it?” Rin says, shuffling is heard over the phone and you assume he’s getting up to meet you at the hospital. “It was the same girl I told you was mad that we were dating.” And Rin let’s out an ‘oh god. Her.’ And you laugh harder. Its the only time you’ve smiled since the incident happened.

[xiaosonlybeloved]

Not meant to be~ Rin Itoshi

featuring:- Rin Itoshi, fem!reader, _________ warnings:- aftermath of argument, accident, good ol' truck kun, angst, hurt/no comfort, hurt/comfort, some mentions of blood a/n:- omg here its finally here, my first blue lock fic, ngl im scared of the response since ive only written for genshin before but oh well-

I guess i have to thank @damyoujackson, my irl bff for helping me write this( honestly i couldnt figure out how the hell to start the fic, she helped me with that and it somehow turned into her helping me in three-fourth of the fic) i actually have another fic planned to (on my own merit) but ill wait for my exams to get over

word count:- 2k

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Raised voices. Angry tears. That’s all you could remember. Rin’s cold, emotionless face when he told you to go. Go wherever the hell you wanted. Because he. Didn’t. Care. The way you stormed out of the apartment, hot tears streaming down your cheeks.

His face flashed before your eyes again. You remembered the face you both hate and love now. You remember all the heartbreak he’s been causing you recently. You remember Rin Itoshi.

*******

You get into the taxi you booked to go to Isagi’s house. You’d already planned to visit him and Bachira anyways. Now, maybe if you were lucky, they’d let you stay the night over. There is a strange scent in the car but you can’t put a finger on it. 

You take a few deep breaths. Once you’re sufficiently calmed down, you take out your phone and block Rin. Everywhere. His socials. His phone, his chat. Everything. Right now, all you really want is to distance yourself and your aching heart from Rin. Because it hurt. Staying with him, loving him, hurt. A fresh tear rolled down your face as the car sped onto the highway after around ten minutes.

And thats when the chills ran down your spine.

Something was wrong, you realized. Something wasn’t righ-

*******

It happened in an instant, too quick for you to comprehend.

As you felt the warm liquid trickling down your face, you recognise the strong scent of wine that filled the whole car, emanating from the driver, and the smell of your own blood.

The next instant, it all went black.

~◍~

Rin’s call goes to voicemail for the tenth time. His messages are still undelivered. It’s been ten minutes, and Rin can’t help but feel uneasy, feel like something was wrong.

He shook his head. Who was he even kidding. Of course things were wrong. And he was the reason why. He was the who’d lost his temper, yelled at you to get lost, refused to apologise even though none of it was your fault; you were only trying to look out for him after all. Regret settled in the pit of his stomach, and he didn’t like it one bit. He didn’t mean any of that, he really didn’t, it all slipped out in the heat of the moment because of his pride. You were the reason his life was worth living, and all he wanted right now was you back in his arms safe and sound.

He couldn’t stand the silence that pervaded the room anymore. He wanted to see you. Make sure you were alright, even if you were hurting inside because of him

His keys jingled as he locked the door behind him and hurried to his car.

*******

As Rin sped towards Isagi’s place, figuring that’s where you went since you had already planned to go, he felt something like dread seep into him, although he didn’t know why. Goosebumps rose on his skin as he drove onto the highway, and the reason for it was visible in the form of a crowd gathered around what seemed like a truck collided into a taxi. His sense of foreboding increased.

As he neared the crash site, the first thing he saw was blood seeping out of the shattered windows of the car. He frowned as he slowed down, seeing the flashing lights and wailing sirens of the ambulance making its way towards the crash. Finally, he saw the limp bodies, presumably of the drivers and a passenger.

His car screeched to a halt as he froze, seeing a nurse lift up one of the limp bodies to hurry them into the ambulance.

He saw your limp body being hauled into the ambulance.

*******

Rin silently sat in the ambulance, staring at what he’d done. The nurse who was working to bring you into a stable condition gave him a look of pity. Pity. That’s probably why the nurse had allowed him to get into the ambulance with you. 

He couldn’t fathom it. 

It was his fault. If he hadn’t yelled at you like that, you wouldn’t have left. If he had just dropped you off, you wouldn’t have gotten injured.

Rin knew. He knew he’d broken the promise he’d passionately made you when you two started dating- that he’d keep you safe.

For the first time in years, a tear slipped out of the corner of his eyes, then another. Not a single sound. Just the tears silently streaking Rin’s face.

He’d messed up. Real bad.

~◍~

There you were, lying unconscious on the bed. You always looked so peaceful asleep. Not like you had been all those wakeful, sleepless nights with him recently.

He caressed your face, like he had done so many times before. By this point, he had all the contours of your face memorised. He had lost you. He knew that. He knew you were in a coma, but who knew how long you’d be gone? Rin felt a lump rise in his throat. 

Why?

Why had it been you? Why not anyone else? Why you? You had never done anything to deserve this, if anything, he was the one who deserved this. Unable to bear the sight of you, hurt because of him ,anymore, he got up hastily and walked away, gently closing the hospital door behind him.

“Why were you with her?” Rin heard a voice say, one that grated on his nerves. His jaw set, he turned around to see him. “What do you mean? She’s my girlfriend, she’s the one I love, and she’s hurt. Shouldn’t I be with her?” Rin spoke, the anger on seeing him seeping into his voice. What right did he have to interfere with Rin’s life? He saw a scowl spread across the face of the man in front of him. “No, Rin, you’ve lost the right to. You’re the reason why she’s here. You’re the one who hurt her. Do you really think she’d want to see you after all of this? No, Rin. Not when you’re the reason why she’s… she’s…” His voice cracks, his incomplete sentence hanging tensely in the air.

And Rin watched, eyes wide, as a tear slipped out of his eyes. Sure, Rin crying was one thing. But him? Not when he knew that emotions didn’t come easy to either of them. He must care about her a lot too. It caused an ugly feeling to bubble in his chest.

“Stay away, she’s mine. You have no right to be here.” Rin snapped, causing him to retort. “I have no right? I have no right? Look who’s freaking talking.”

“She was yours, Rin. She was yours. Not anymore.”

“You’ve lost her now.”

~◍~

White, white everywhere. Your eyes stung ike tehy did every time Rin made you cry. You sat up and the world spun. You saw a hand on yours. Rin? His touch felt a bit different, but the eyes you caught with yours were ones you would never get tired of losing yourself staring into. And yet, as the world gradually came into focus, you saw that no, it wasn’t Rin after all. It was him.

“How are you?” He softly asked. Those three words lingered in the air between you two, echoing in your mind. So long. It had been so long since you’d heard those three simple words. How laughable.

You didn’t respond for a while. You just couldn’t.. He didn’t press it either. The silence which fell between you two was in fact, comfortable. Certainly not like the tense, angry silences that fell ever so often between you and Rin recently after unresolved conflicts. They had been cold and unforgiving, just like how Rin had become.

Eventually you tried to speak, and found you couldn’t. Seeing this, he immediately grabbed a glass of water from the bedside stand and gently held it to your lips as you drank, one hand supporting your back.

This felt new. But it didn’t feel wrong. It felt warm and comforting.

“I… don’t know.” You responded to his earlier question. He simply set down the glass, took both of your hands in his, and squeezed them softly. “I’ll be here. It’ll be fine soon.” There was a silent promise in his quiet voice. That he’d stay with you.

Unlike Rin.

No wonder this felt comforting. This was the kind of support and comfort you’d been longing for from ages. You missed this feeling.

~◍~

Months had passed since that accident, and you had fully recovered, with no permanent damage. You had completely broken off things with Rin. It wasn’t because of the accident. You were simply too tired. It hurt. It hurt too much for you to be able to continue your relationship with him anymore.

It hurt you to admit it, but life had actually become brighter after you’d broken up with Rin. So you tried your best to get over him, build yourself a happier life.

‘It seems to be working,’ you thought to yourself, shoulders feeling considerably lighter, a spring in your step, on your way to meet him at the cafe.

~◍~

Years had passed. Old wounds were healed, both figuratively and literally. You’d found someone new. Someone who’d gently held your broken heart as he helped you repair it. Someone who you couldn’t help but love with everything in you. Someone who’d stayed with you through thick and thin. Someone you loved more than you had loved Rin.

Funny. Honestly, you barely remembered Rin anymore. Not when you’d found someone better.

~◍~

Rin was miserable, to say the least. He’d barely been able to focus on anything, throwing himself into soccer in entirety. Because if he didn’t, if he let his mind wander, regret and guilt would consume him whole, and his mind would return to the last time he’d seen you. When you’d softly told him that you couldn’t do this anymore. Not with him. When you’d broken up with him, wishing him all the best for his career.

Forget it. Even though you were a big part of his life, the only option he found was to try and forget you, no matter how impossible it seemed. It was the only way he could focus on soccer.

And yet, as he lay alone under the covers of his cold bed at night, body aching from exhaustion, he couldn’t hold back his intense longing for you to be back in his arms.

In the dead of night, he couldn’t deny just how much he missed you. In the dead of night, he couldn’t deny how much he wished everything was back to the way it used to be back then.

In the dead of night, he couldn’t deny that he would always remember you, no matter how much he tried to forget you.

~◍~

Rin stood there, face blank, numbness seeping through his body, as excited loud chatter surrounded him.

This couldn’t be happening.

He knew he should have been happy for you. But somehow, he was unable to.

You looked radiant and stunning as you walked down the aisle. The joy was more than evident in the way you carried yourself, a bright smile on your face as your gaze landed on him.

He couldn’t help but feel incredibly envious of the man standing in wait for you at the altar, a matching smile lighting up his usually emotionless face. Your to-be husband. As much as it shattered his heart, Rin knew that he hadn’t treated you well, that he wasn’t the one for you. That you were happy.

But it still hurt.

It hurt like hell when you both said ‘Yes’ without hesitation, when you both slipped your rings onto each other’s fingers, when the crowd around burst into rapturous applause as the two of you sealed your relationship.

Because the lips you kissed, the eyes you stared into, the hands you held, and the man you loved. It wasn’t him. It would never be him.

It was Sae Itoshi, the only one you remembered.

ngl i loved this

[yntaro]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SUNA RINTARO 🖤

[linkemon]

Imponderabilia (Ciel Phantomhive x Reader)

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ᴀ ᴛʏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍʜɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ. ɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ ᴄɪᴇʟ, ᴅᴇꜱꜱᴇʀᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪʀʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴇᴇꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ…

ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:

ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ɪ ᴛʀʏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ.

— Good morning, my lord! — [Reader] opened the door.

The view was the same as almost every day. The young lord was sitting in a navy blue, plush armchair and looking through the morning newspaper. He didn't take his eyes off it. He knew she would come. She was punctual. The same couldn't be said about the rest of the residence's staff.

— How are we feeling in the morning?

— Fine — Ciel replied quietly.

For him, it was an extremely elaborate statement. If Sebastian asked him about it, he usually told him to mind his own business. And when the other inhabitants of the estate did this, he preferred not to say anything because they began to get so happy that they would not leave him in peace for the rest of the day.

The girl grabbed the porcelain teapot and started making tea. The amber liquid sparkled in the decorated cup. The girl placed the saucer on a small table.

Phantomhive waited a moment to hear the sound of the door closing but to his surprise he didn't hear it. He looked at the maid. She stood with her back to him, leaning over the silver tray. When she started to turn away, he hid his head behind the printed pages, pretending to be reading.

A plate appeared next to him. An elegant plate full of cookies.

— It's too early for dessert — he said.

— Nonsense! — [Reader] rolled her eyes. — Sebastian is the one who keeps saying things like that. However, I think there is nothing wrong with sweets before dinner. Occasionally.

Ciel looked at the dessert. The baked goods looked average. Crispy, with chocolate pieces. However, their scent tickled his nostrils pleasantly. He felt his mouth water at the thought of tasting them.

— Did you make them today? — The question hung in the air, even though he knew the answer.

— I got up a little earlier. The lord had a hard day yesterday so I thought it would cheer him up. — She smiled.

The boy felt strange for a moment. He knew how much she had to do every day. She woke up long before him to take care of his house. In addition, she also had to correct the mistakes of Baldroy, Mey-Lin and Finnian. Tanaka wasn't that harmful but then again he wasn't very helpful either. Sebastian could arrange everything but she didn't like asking him for help. They tended to stay out of each other's way. Especially since the demon has been getting other tasks lately. Someone finally had to investigate in the queen's name.

And yet the maid denied herself the sleep to make these cookies for him. He felt a tightness somewhere around his heart but he decided to dismiss the ridiculous thought. Nobody cared about him. She did it because it was her job.

— You can take them. — His words were cold. So contrasting to how he felt inside.

— The lord won't eat even one? — She raised an eyebrow.

He shook his head.

For a moment the room was filled with silence. She was interrupted by footsteps. Suddenly, the newspaper paragraph was replaced by a girl's hand and a plate.

— Let's play a game. — That caught his attention. He became even more angry with himself. She knew him that well. — Please, taste them, my lord. If you don't like it, I'll leave the residence. Otherwise, I'll bake them whenever I want and you will always have to eat them.

— How do you know I won't lie? — He reached for the cookie.

— I'll take the risk. — The corner of her mouth turned up.

Ciel took a bite. He expected something extraordinary. Sophisticated taste. Secret spice. Amazing texture. None of these things! They were normal. As average as they looked.

As he took another bite, he had an epiphany. He was tricked like a little child. It wasn't about confectionery skills at all. He lost because he expected to fight on a completely different front than the one on which it actually took place.

— They're virulent — he growled.

— I knew it'll be like this. — Her smugness seemed to light up the entire room. For a moment he thought that she looked really nice in the bright light. The glow reflected in her eyes, reminding him of the radiant sun just outside the window. What was he even thinking about?

— Really? — He gritted his teeth.

— You like me too much to throw me out — she said.

She hit the nail on the head.

He felt a blush rising to his pale cheeks. For the first time in a long time, he was lost for words. Ever since she started working here, she had done and said things that made his heart beat faster. She was annoying. At the same time, he didn't want her to stop. He was stuck in a vicious circle and somehow he was in no hurry to change the whole situation. Yet he could fire her at any time.

He couldn't stand her smug expression as she headed towards the exit. He hated losing.

— Play chess with me.

— Chess? — she asked.

— Yes. How many times do I have to repeat? — he sighed irritably.

He placed the pieces in the starting position. If she thought she could just leave after all this, she was sorely mistaken.

[Reader] sat down hesitantly in the chair in front of him. He was pleased to see her slight confusion. She didn't expect this.

The game was going his way. However, he had to admit that his opponent was quite a challenge. The girl thought logically much better than he expected. Once she even managed to trap him in a bad situation. It took him a few moves to realize the trap. However, he managed to recover and was on the way to victory.

Chess was much simpler than life. They had clear and explicit rules. They rewarded the better and punished the worse. Only those who deserved it felt the taste of defeat. Completely different than in reality. A place where nothing was black and white, only shades of gray. Just like their strange relationship.

He moved the knight.

— [Readerrr]! — The door to the room opened with a bang.

Mei-Lin ran through the doorway. Red hair flowed behind her as she crossed the distance between them. Her glasses fell off her nose. She hurriedly picked them up from the floor. Even the carpet couldn't save them. One glass cracked, creating an ugly spiderweb on the surface.

— Oh my, my, my!

— What is it this time? — You could hear the tiredness in [Reader's] voice. The head of the Phantomhive family had no doubt that she had been through this hundreds of times, just as he had before Sebastian showed up. — Garden?  — She got a shake of her head. — Living room? — Same answer again. — So the kitchen… — [Reader] said. She didn't have to look at her co-worker to know she had nailed it. — It was very nice to play... — She was about to get up when the young master's hand gesture stopped her.

— We're not done yet — Ciel said.

— Ah, but... the kitchen! — Mei-Lin said.

— Find Sebastian. He will take care of it. — The lord moved his rook, thus indicating that he considered the conversation to be over.

— But I don't know where he is — the maid whined helplessly.

Phantomhive took a deep breath. Sometimes he really wondered why he kept all these people here. Maybe he should hire someone new?  He exhaled slowly through his nose.

— You worked with him in the living room today, so start in the living room. And if it's not there, keep looking until you find it. Have I made myself clear?

— Y-yes, of course! — The woman ran out, stumbling.

Maybe he was doing something stupid. After all, the kitchen was on fire. He shook his head slightly. Everything in the mansion burned down at least once a week, so it didn't really matter. Besides, why did he have his one hell of butler?

Ciel looked around the board, studying his options. It was basically a formality now but he still waited for her next move. However, only soft snoring answered him. He looked up from the black and white board. [Reader] rested her head against the plush headrest of the chair. Closed eyes and a steadily rising chest could only mean one thing. She fell asleep. How did sleep overwhelm her so quickly?  He had no idea. She must have been really tired. She had been helping him with his documents at night for the last week. However, he didn't think it would bother her so much.

He almost woke her up but then stopped himself. He brushed away a strand of hair that had escaped from her updo, then reached for the blanket lying on the backrest and covered the girl with it.

— Maybe I really like you too much...

He quietly moved towards the door and closed it.

[tjaejt]

Big men, who you swear you could beat in a fight but in reality it wouldn’t take an ounce of strength from him to completely crumble you to pieces whenever he wants. His big and beefy body being able to crush your bones under a few seconds. Taking action and simply folding you under them whenever he hears your statement of you being way stronger than him. Palms bigger than yours, fingers longer and thicker, comparing yours to his, your fingertips reaching just about past his second knuckles, him holding your wrists together above your head, knees next to you on both side of you as his weight pushed you further and further into the mattress and not being able to get out of his grasp no matter how much you’re tossing around; or scooping you up and throwing you around anytime and everywhere he wants. And don’t even get started on the oh but i’m bigger body type. These men literally does not give a flying fuck about it, he will do it anyways.

Big and soft men, who would never hurt you from their will since causing hurt to you in any form or shape could make him lose his mind. Also protecting you from everything that means a possible danger to you, showing no mercy to anyone who in fact isn’t you. And when it comes to times when you get hurt and the cause is indeed him, he internally eats himself up from the inside about how could he been so thoughtless when he promised to himself all he will give to you is pure love and affection. It takes a few caresses on his cheeks and a couple of kisses and he’s already melted in your arms, only focusing on you and the thought of beating himself up is completely forgotten.

Big, soft and mean men, who could tease you all night, ‘till dawn, because what could you do? Punch him? Yes, you could try but we all know it’s nothing against him. So you just patiently wait there, looking pretty, while they’re mercilessly play games with you. These men can also rail you until you basically and literally see stars, going at a relentless pace without faltering the hold they have on you. Nails bruising your hips, thighs and waist every single time you’re together and by now you just learned to handle it in silence. You did try to warn him about it and they learned from it for brief 5 minutes at max, then lust covered their vision once again and got back to his usual behavior, we could say that he almost snapped his hips against you even more greedily this time. But even then, they don’t do this out of will… most of the times..

And it gets even ‘worse’ when your pretty fingers doesn’t even reach around his girth, struggling there with both of your hands, sitting between his muscled thighs and choking you with every inch you take further into your mouth. Him fucking into your mouth, not giving you any breaks or time to collect yourself, he doesn’t bother to stop himself and by the time, he’s the one who guides your head up and down on him. Tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, ready to spill. Oh how much he loves to see your face contorted like this, your cheeks flushed deep red and lips swollen. It could be almost enough to make him come just from that sight, feeling him twitch in your mouth and in response a muffled moan escaped your throat, sending vibrations through his body, up his spine, making him throw his head back immediately. His palms almost stuck in your hair, gripping and pulling on your well-cared locks like his life depended on it but you just couldn’t feel it from the ache of your jaw, the pain was stronger and by the time he could finish, all your nerves went numb.

So in conclusion, was he stronger than you? Yes. And will you ever admit it? Well, probably no. ♡

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[y-umiko]

LIPGLOSS | RINDO H.

Requested by Anon — for the 2k event Prompt : "My lipgloss is all over your lips"

As Rindo walks you back home, Your lips suddenly felt dry, so putting lipgloss was the most logical thing to do to avoid chapping your lips.

Rindou is suddenly aware that you let go of him, his eyes suddenly following your movement, watching you with curiosity as you swipe the lip balm across your lips.

"Do you want some?" you offered, He thinks intently for a moment, staring at your lip gloss, before nodding, reaching over with his palm open and waiting for you to hand over the lip gloss.

but you have other plans as you look around if there are others around, luckily, there are none.

Before he can even ask why you're grabbing his collar, he’s brought down to your level towards your lips for a sweet kiss.

And just when you’re pulling away, he pulls you back by the base of your jaw to close the gap again. not shocked by your actions one bit.

"I think I need more" he mumbled against your lips.

Then another, this time hands traveling by the nape of your neck to deepen the kiss. "Just to make sure" he mumbles.

Rindou trails after you a little as you pull, as if he can't get enough of your taste. a confused expression on his face when he gets a good look at the cheeky smile you had on your face.

confused he asks, "what?"

you chuckled, admiring the glistening pink hue covering his lips, "My lipgloss is all over your lips"

He licked his lips, which by the way is extremely sexy. he thinks for a few seconds, "strawberry?"

"It's cherry you idiot"

"I think I'll need another taste to make sure"

[munv]

𝗜𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗬

𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘁𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂? 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼?

The sun had started to set and the sounds of the bustling street that had once filled the atmosphere that early morning faded into the background. Night fell upon the small city and if one looked closely at a rooftop, there was a distant figure that almost blended into the darkness of that cold night.

"how pretty.." the figure uttered, sitting on the ledge of the building the harsh cold had caressed them along with the wind that seemed to play with their h/c strands of hair. For the first time in what seemed like forever those uncaring e/c eyes had sparkled with a hint of interest for once. It was sickening having to be alive from this perspective when thinking back on the life they led before this moment, a rush of bile was sure to come out. 

badump

badump

badump, 

Just the image of falling down from this height was enough to leave rivers of adrenaline rushing throughout their veins. Why did they feel excited? They were about to commit suicide.

Certainly, there was no means to be this pumped, surely? They seemed no older than 20, so why was there a need to throw their life away? would they finally end up in the pits of hell as did the ones that came before in the same situation? No time to dwell on such thoughts. It was time.

The young individual gently stood up; eyes still not wavering from the view before them. A sickening sweet smile spread across that once gloomy face, and eyes that practically resembled newly polished Moissanite were the only features that stuck out. Spreading out their arms as if they were going for a hug, the figure leaned forward— as if they were embracing the stars, the last view that was presented was the moon and city lights shining down upon their body before closing their eyes for the very last time. 

"finally..." you whispered, "i'm free."

That same night, a night where the moon and stars shined oh so brightly in greeting, a small baby was born.

'What the fuck?' you knew you were going to hell, at least that was the plan. Had the gods not heard your desperate cry and pleading to leave this wretched world? Then why in hell— no, just how in hell were you granted to open your eyes again? 

Maybe this is some sick joke. Y'know when they say your life flashes before your eyes crap and then you go onto dreamland forever? Perhaps this was..was..- ah yes! it could've been that this is some little dream you had of a better life. You sighed in your mind in pure bliss, the gods really did hear you! yawning before stretching out your limbs you started to snooze off, 'whatever clouds they put me on, damn..this is comfy. I could get used to this...'

"she's beautiful.." the woman above you sniffled. Wait a fucking minute..woman? what woman, weren't you dead.. ??

"Ryu! Come look at her, she has your eyes!" hah? There's no way...

A pair of strong and rough hands picked you up with ease from the woman's embrace holding you up to eye level. Tears overwhelmed him and he started breaking down and hiccupping. "sh-" sniffle "SHES WONDERFUL DEAR!!" he bawled.

Handing you back over to your self-claimed "mother" she watched her husband cry his heart out at the sight of his new daughter. Your mother in response could only shed a few tears with the biggest smile ever.

Deadpanning at the couple you only had one thought, "Where the hell am I?"

It had briefly been about 5 years since you reincarnated, life was a bit hectic with your parents. They were wealthy people sure, but the couple acted like 'bafoons'. Your exact words to describe them at the tender age of 3 had broken their hearts, yet made them ecstatic at the thought that their young daughter could have been a genius. 

Yes, it was a stretch to think that a small 3-year-old could criticize and understand every single word that had been spouted past their lips but who could blame you? The straight stupidity they showed and the time they didn't know how to properly change your diaper had been your last attempt at acting like a regular child. If you could, you would have changed the damn thing yourself, sighing at the memory you looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror. 

short wavy h/c hair that would surely get longer and a pair of e/c eyes with noticeable long eyelashes. You were snapped out of your thoughts by a sudden call of your name, "[name]-chan! Are you done in there yet?" There you were reminded that you were basically in Kindergarten during the dismissal hiding from your overly doting parents. 

You let out a sigh before making your way out to face your caretaker. She put out her hand for you to grab, and once your small hands intertwined with hers she began walking.

"you know, [name]-chan..the other kids said they really wanted to be friends with you! haven't you ever thought of making friends?" she questioned you, yet you only stared in response. You looked away from her and focused on walking before responding,

"boring.." 

"hm?" she looked at you questioningly before asking you to elaborate. "They're all boring..nothing fun about a bunch of kids who just cry and play all day..". Now this was big talk for a small cute 5-year-old, but at heart, you were an 18-year-old who had a job and rent to pay. The woman's sweat dropped at your bland expression. Finally; you were at the gates of the small school. "just give it some thought, alright?" 

"hmph"

After a few minutes of waiting you let go of her hand as a familiar figure came into view. Letting go of the caretaker's hand that you never bothered with, your small hands found a way to hold onto the straps of your small backpack. "Okaasan.You're here?" 'I thought she was supposed to be home..'

"Mrs. Itoshi! wonderful to see you." The caretaker lady smiled brightly at the sight of the woman. "I take it you're doing well?" "Anri! it's nice to see you as well!" 

The two women conversed and with every minute that passed you inched closer to your mother. What had taken your attention was the round bump on her belly. You were reminded of the small baby that was growing in her stomach that would soon be your sibling. Not to say you didn't want one, but not to say you did either. The thought just never crossed your mind since you were a busy only child in your past life. 

"n/n, what do you want for dinner dear?" soon you were met face to face with your mother. Were you so spaced out the fact that you were about to enter your house did not occur? 'what the hell..'

"i'll eat anything you make okaasan.." replying quietly, the woman basically beamed. "[NAME]-CHAN YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!!" she took you into her arms and spun you around emitting flowers.

"I-..I can't br-" "I HAVE SUCH A CUTE DAUGHTER!" "OKAASAN-" "YOU NEED TO GROW BIG AND STRONG ALRIGHT?" 

"YOU'RE PREGNANT HOW ARE YOU SO STRONG?" 

"I'LL MAKE SURE YOU GROW INTO A FINE YOUNG LADY-'

"I CAN'T BREATHE!!"

In other words..it feels as if you're the one taking care of your parents instead..Let's hope your litter brother doesn't end up this way too..

You let out a sigh. This is going to be a long life..

[rintosei]

prompt 10 with our pretty boy rin cos i love a̶n̶n̶o̶y̶i̶n̶g̶ pampering him sjajsjdjssjsj

tysm :>

✩ ˛˚ . LIPSTICK STAINS — ITOSHI RIN

+ contents: fluff, pretty short, gn! reader | notes: finally a new fic from my 1k event who cheered

“y/n- come on i have to go practice now.” rin manages to say despite how tight you’re hugging him. 

you looked up at him with a small pout, eyes practically begging him to stay home. “i don’t want you to leave. you’ve been going to practice practically every day. doesn’t ego give you guys a break or something?”

“mm, well he did give us a break today, but i want to go practice. a game is coming up, so i have to go. bachira and isagi are waiting for me, i don’t want to keep them waiting,” rin explains, and yet you still can’t manage to let go of him. “y/n, i’m serious.”

you slowly loosened your grip but you still haven’t exactly let him go yet. instead of dropping your hands to the side, you gently cupped rin’s face, and he raises his eyebrow, confused. before he could say anything you kissed him all over his face, covering him in lipstick marks.

rin lets out a shocked sound, placing his hands on your shoulders and gently pushed you away. “ah, stop- i can’t go out with lipstick marks all over me!”

“hm? why not?” you asked in a teasing tone. “you look cute with lipstick all over your face.” you couldn’t help the smile that appears on your face.

rin checks himself in the mirror. “how am i supposed to go out with lipstick marks all over me?! bachira will tease me about this!”

you let out a laugh and immediately covered your mouth when you see rin glaring at you angrily. “hey, you could just wipe it off! it’s not like those are permanent anyway. here, let me wipe it away for you,” you grabbed a pack of wet tissue from the table, carefully wiping away the lipstick marks off of his face. “see? all clean. as if there was nothing on your face.”

rin checks himself one more time in the mirror before letting out a sigh. “thank you, y/n.”

“mm, you’re very welcome, rinnie,” you replied, throwing away the used wet tissue. “you’re going to be late to practice, you should go now.”

rin nods and grabs his sports bag. before he leaves, he turns back to you and gives you a small kiss on your forehead. “i’ll… be leaving now.”

you looked up at him in surprise before you give him a huge smile. “mm, have fun in practice, rinnie!” you waved him off. “oh, don’t forget to buy my favorite jelly from the store!”

rin nods, and you can see the small smile on his face, as you were closing the door.

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[kazvha]

SIMP

Summary: You're simping for a video game character and Rin gets grumpy.

Notes: This has been sitting in my drafts for so long😩 I thought of Leon Kennedy while writing this, but you can of course replace him with another character🤷🏾‍♀️

"That one liner was terrible!" You're laughing excitedly as you try to catch your breath. "Honestly, how is he so funny without even trying... I love him." You swat away the imaginary tears in the corner of your eye.

Rin and you are having your game night as usual tonight, and for the past few hours you've have been playing the new popular horror game that came out.

You bought the game right away when it released, because you knew that Rin absolutely loves the genre.

The game is projected on the tv in the living room. You two are sitting comfortably on the couch, eating snacks while taking turns in playing the game. Right now it was your turn. Rin really, really wants to enjoy the game with you, but you make it hard for him. Literally every second, you stop walking to look at the character of your favor and Rin notices out of the corner of his eye, that in every cutscene, your eyes don't leave the character's figure.

And now you're even falling back onto the couch as you are kicking feet and hiding you face behind your hands! "He looks so good!!! Rin, babe, did you see his moves? Ab. so. lu. te. ly. Breathtaking!" You've been grinning nonstop like an idiot for ten minutes straight and your cheeks start hurting.

That's when you notice that Rin hasn't said anything for a while now. Worried you glance over to him. "Rin? Is everything ok?"

Rin just gives you a glare and turns his head away. He's obviously annoyed, but you couldn't guess about what.

"Love, talk to me? Please?"

His head turns so quickly to you, it's a wonder his neck didn't break. "Can't you play the game correctly? It's starting to get boring."

Suddenly, it dawned on you. "Rin, could it be that you're... jealous?" You don't even hide the smug grin that's creeping onto your face. "Aww you're so cute!"

You tackle the poor guy into a crushing hug. "I love Leon, but you know that he's only a fictional character right? You are my true love, Rin." You grasp Rin's hand and place it over your heart. His gaze doesn't leave yours. He sees the sincerity in your eyes which leaves him with no choice, but to believe you.

"How can you even like such a lukewarm character..." He places his hand over yours.

"If I had to pick between you two, I would immediately choose you!" You show him your sweetest smile, and Rin's eyes softened, before you dramatically say "I'm not abandoning my husbandos though." Rin just sighed tiredly. He'll never understand fictional men's appeal, but as long as they make you happy he'll try to support you.

Rin flicked your forehead. "Now give me the controller, I'll show you how to play the game correctly, simp."