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sixosix · 1 year

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'cat' the son | itoshi rin

( a/n ) when i came back the poll was 50/50 so i got bribed and it’s now decided that rin is the winner + little highschool au bc we all know they dropped out:/ idk what to title this im ngl

there’s a cat on the sidewalk.

you have about six dollars in your hand, a faltering mission to treat yourself to a cold drink, and an aching heart at the sight of the little animal seated like a king on concrete, looking up at you with blank eyes.

its dark fur and near-teal eyes remind you of someone. of a back facing your seat, dark hair always kept neat and looking like it’s conditioned meticulously, and the sharpest eyes you have ever seen on a high schooler.

it has been a long day, long enough for you to have stormed out of the room as soon as classes ended to rush to the nearest shop that would sell what you’re craving. alas, there is a cat on the sidewalk, and you can’t just ignore it.

“stay here, kitty,” you say before rushing off with the six dollars in hand and a new goal to head straight to the nearest sign with an animal cardboard cutout printed on it.

eventually, you find one; eventually, you come out of the store holding cat food and a tiny cat bowl because you were worried about letting the cat eat straight from the can. it’s baby blue with little fishes added as design, though you think it’s rather gruesome to put that there, considering the canned food you bought is made from fish. still, you hope the cat will appreciate it.

the cat is still there as if it’s understood and blessed you with patience. the unimpressed look it has on its face says otherwise, though. grateful, you kneel beside it, slightly mesmerized by the fact that it hasn’t run away yet.

maybe other people are feeding it, too? it doesn’t look worryingly thin. needs a little cleaning, but looks well-fed. you’re relieved.

“here you go,” you coo, ignoring the strange looks of the passersby. you place the bowl down and crack open the can. the smell has the cat walking over, meowing all crankily. “i know, i know.”

the cat doesn’t dig in until you’ve finished shaking off its contents, staring at you in the same way the itoshi guy in your class would. the resemblance is uncanny.

you spend the rest of your afternoon keeping the cat company. its face speaks as if it’s far from amused, but the way it rubs against your ankle contradicts it.

cute. the cat is cute.

another student comes to visit the cat, carrying two cans of cat food. it’s been sitting in the plastic for a little while because as he had been going in the same routine he usually has, he spots you, his classmate, bent to the knees next to his cat, and paused.

rin thinks you’re scared of him because everyone in the class is. he lets you have your moment, choosing to come back later when you’ve finished so you don’t freak out and scare the cat. he thinks he can strike up a conversation tomorrow where there are no cats to frighten.

the cat walks up to him, instantly familiar. he doesn’t even meow up at rin impatiently, which confirms rin’s suspicions.

“y/n fed you well,” he mumbles. “i guess you can have this tomorrow.”

you’re suddenly all too aware that rin sits in front of you. he’s right there, uniform stretched over his broad back, most likely because he’s the prodigy of soccer in your school.

the neatness of his hair reminds you of the cat from yesterday, with its silky dark fur despite being a stray. you resist the urge to touch it, missing the cat already. you make a mental note to refill your water bottle so the cat can drink after.

while left thinking about the fact that you’re three dollars shorter than yesterday's budget, you fail to notice that class has ended and rin has his arm slung over the top of his chair to turn to look at you.

rin’s eyes flicker down to the paper bag next to your feet. “what’s that for?”

startled by the smoothness of his voice directed at you, you choke out a: “t-this?” you gesture lamely at the bag containing the gruesome bowl.

“what else am i referring to?”

you scrunch your nose. “okay, no need to be so rude. maybe i won’t tell you what it is.”

rin stares, and you’re intensely reminded of piercing eyes looking up at you, patiently waiting for the canned tuna.

“it’s a cat bowl,” you murmur, defeated.

“cat bowl,” he repeats, a gleam in his eye. he probably thinks you’re weirder than he already thinks you are.

“for a stray. i don’t want to bring it around because some other cat owner might steal it. i can’t have that.”

“show me,” he demands.

a little terrified by the fact that the class grump is actively maintaining a conversation with you; you obediently show him the bowl, spinning it around to show all sides. rin hums, contemplative. your classmates are starting to stare. “it’s weird, right? fishes for the print and fishes for dinner. do you like it?”

“lukewarm.”

“what does that even mean?”

“it’s too small. buy a new one.”

“...you think?”

rin nods, standing up. the chair screeches while he says, “i’ll come with you.”

this is how you end up in the same pet supply store with a companion this time. rin picks the most expensive one for the bowl and the canned cat food, which makes you think he must really like cats a lot.

but as you two leave the store, you belatedly realize he’s leading the way even though you never told him anything about the stray you meet.

it doesn’t hit you until the same cat meows and purrs at rin, rubbing against his pants with its entire body.

“hi,” rin says, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

you gape. “wait, the cat’s yours?”

rin bends down, knees to his chest while he sets the bowl down and cracks the can open with one finger. “no. dad’s allergic. he doesn’t follow me back home anyway.” while he does that, the cat comes to greet you, and your heart aches on rin’s behalf.

so he just comes to feed him every day, huh… you muse, gently scratching the cat who purrs at your attention but still looks as if he’d rather be anywhere but here.

“do you have a name for him?”

rin pauses, having finished pouring everything. “...no.” he squints at you as if you’ve just asked him the exact coordinates of his birthplace: sincerely confused.

“what do you call him, then?” you watch as the unnamed cat starts digging down on the food, content. you wonder why no one else has already kept this cat to themselves. he’s so cute and polite.

“cat.”

“ah, of course.”

you two watch ‘cat’ eat, content with the silence. it starts to drizzle moments later, but rin is quick to pull out an umbrella and cover all three of you. the cat grumbles unhappily at the splatter of rain hitting him.

“do you always visit him?”

“yes.”

“do you like cats?”

“yes.”

a shame that allergies are the only thing keeping itoshi rin from getting a cat.

while you’re distracted, the cat goes back to rin. rin wastes no time bending down to pick him up, looking awfully domestic in the middle of a sidewalk in front of a busy coffee shop. your hands twitch to reach for your phone, but you’re too stunned to do anything but stare. they look so much alike.

cute, you think, horrified, rin looks so cute holding the cat.

while engulfed in rin’s arms, the cat meows at you. and you, with a too-tender heart, can’t resist.

“i’ll keep him,” you declare with newfound determination. “i’ll take care of him. if you let me keep the bowl you bought.”

rin’s eyes light up, though it wouldn’t have been evident if you hadn’t been his classmate and witnessed his varying expressions of death. (as if it was varying in the first place.)

“i’ll buy everything else he’ll like,” he says, like a true cat mom, his face glowing with barely concealed excitement.

since then, rin accompanies you home. you tell him that you’ve saved up three dollars from yesterday and now you have more than enough to buy a nice, cold drink and maybe catnip for the cat, but rin insists that he’ll pay for everything, including your beverage.

“you feed our son.”

“our son?” he repeats curiously.

“yes. he lives with me. he looks like you,” you explain absentmindedly, setting up the water dispenser on the new food bowl rin ended up buying. it no longer has fish for design or the painful lime green he bought the second time—instead, it’s a nice blue that compliments the cat’s eyes.

“and what are you implying is going on between us?”

you nearly spill water all over the floor. “i…” you honestly did not think about that, “—nevermind. don’t make it weird, itoshi!”

you think you heard rin chuckling, but you’re too busy being embarrassed to bother.

(during class, you will find that rin is far from intimidating. in fact, he’s actually a little bitch to deal with. you’re starting to think that he’s more of a pain to deal with than an actual grumpy cat.

“don’t forget to buy food for our son,” rin says after class, in front of students who gossip like there is no tomorrow.

“what?”

“for our son,” rin says, nonplussed at the sight of your haunted expression.

someone who has overheard the conversation pipes up, “you two have a son?”

“we don’t!” you hiss, face burning with embarrassment at the sudden influx of attention from your classmates.

rin frowns. “don’t lie.”

“you two are starting to act like a married couple recently…” another comments offhandedly.

“itoshi walks y/n home, i saw!”

“we have a son,” rin agrees, and you’re starting to think that he’s doing it on purpose.

“stop saying that!”)

thank u art aanobrain for giving me the idea of rin just naming the cat ‘cat’. that idea is so special to me.

anyway. RIN IS SO HARD TO WRITE HELPPPP. this was an excruciating process i genuinely did not know if i did anything right but WHAT’S DONE IS DONE. thx for reading <3

#606:BLLK #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin x y/n #itoshi rin x you #itoshi rin imagines #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi x you #blue lock fanfiction #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #blue lock x you #itoshi rin fluff

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kitorin · 5 months

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LOVE ALL PLAY. - ITOSHI RIN

TWO - ANNOYANCE

contents. one kys joke, swearing, nsfw jokes / mention (again, it's just me writing shidou as a typical high school boy), smau component :>

"Two nil."

You remain facing the front, just to avoid getting caught by the teacher for speaking in class again. But regardless your whisper is aggressive, full of energy and Rin doesn't have to see your face to comprehend the smug expression you were most likely donning.

The teacher smiles ever so slightly. "Well done y/n."

Rin glances to the side as the teacher goes back to scrawling on the blackboard, teal attempting to capture what was happening without drawing too much attention.

Oh how he wishes he could wipe that shit eating grin on your face.

He scowls at the sight of you. "The fuck are you on?"

"One from running the other day. The other from just now."

With a scoff, indignation rolls his eyes. "Correction: You did not beat me. You interrupted practice like the little shit you are."

"I won."

Rin hisses, careful not to be louder than the teacher's lecturing. "We weren't competing. And I never will. Quit being delusional."

Now, neither of you are bothering with remaining unnoticed by the teacher. "Why so defensive? You scared?"

"I have no reason to be." He scoffs. "Midget."

"'Course you resort to making fun of my height. That's how you know you're truly losing."

Suddenly, Rin's arm shoots up, to which the teacher addresses instantly. "Yes, Itoshi?"

"Because war literature's purpose is to illuminate the dictatorial essence of warfare, the injurious effects it inflicts on entire communities and the brutal changes it forces upon generations. The author utilises a form differing from the traditional novel, as visual representations can express what words cannot." It takes a lot not to smirk at the impressed gasps buzzing around the classroom, as he controls his voice to sound passionate, but not obsessive; calm but not emotionless. "Adopting a different form of literature simply allows the author to amplify and convey their ideas in a manner they desire."

By now, all eyes were on him. It's oddly exhilarating, he knows very well this moment doesn't compare to the 'point' you scored earlier.

"Very impressive, Itoshi. Please maintain that effort for the rest of the year."

Rin smiles, one that displays appreciation evidently, whilst being polite and not excessive. "Thank you sir."

"What the hell was that? That came out of nowhere, I thought you weren't paying attention as well."

"One point for a sufficient answer. Another for being 'very impressive. And one for every classmate that turned to stare." Satisfaction blossoms inside of him, he'd take a photo of the way shock paralysed your features and capture the moment forever. "First set's mine, and you didn't score shit."

"You don't get to decide that."

Indifference pulls his shoulders into a shrug. "You insisted on earning two points for your delusions. I'm just stating the obvious."

You're sweating, because of summer's insolence but Rin liked entertaining the idea that it was you getting flustered. A hand reaches your face to fan it. "I'm not delusional you're just crazy. Did you even understand what you just said, Mr 'dictatorial essence of warfare'?"

"Yeah." He replies, as if he simply didn't memorise synonymous words with an intelligent complexion. "Did you?"

Rin doesn't miss the exasperated roll of your eyes. "Obviously. You can't hide a simple message behind fancy words. All you had to say was that literature's form changes the manner of how it illustrates a piece's concepts."

"Only an average Joe would be satisfied with an answer like that."

You grumble whilst copying down notes. "And only an idiot would feel the need to hide behind obnoxiously long words."

He imbeds sarcasm into his tone. "I can't believe an honor roll student would say such things to a fellow peer. Anyways, hurry up and admit your loss."

"You know, I hope you trip over and ruin your uniform in the dirt during training today."

"And I hope you melt into a sad puddle, in the same way Hiori's ice block did."

Restraint disappears, as you raise your voice. "You—"

"l/n. I'm about to send you out into the hallway if you don't behave. That applies to anyone else in this class." Rin feigns innocence at the teacher's scolding, maintaining stoic composure. Conversely, you seemed to find it difficult to do so, apologising to the teacher.

Victorious, Rin whispers. "Second set. One nil. My way."

For some reason, you were oddly calm now. "Your fly's undone, by the way."

His eyes widen with alarm, glancing down and realizing too late that you were kidding. By then, his well sustained equanimity had gone out of the window.

"You fucking—"

"Itoshi. Get out of my class."

"Rin Rin, please help meee."

As if automatic, Rin frowns at the nickname and Isagi's pleading, pausing from his drink break. "With what?"

"Literature. I didn't understand a thing you said in class today..."

Neither did he. "Read 'The Book Thief'?"

Isagi pouts. "I did. But I don't see how sir reached his conclusion while analysing it."

Rin doesn't even bother looking at his teammate. "Same." Instead he watches Shidou and Bachira (an irksome pair, Rin thinks) argue with Reo over a goal, as Yukimiya attempts to serve as a mediator.

"Huh?"

"What? It's not that hard to reword the things sir says and what you find on the internet."

The older player narrows his eyes. "You're a liar, then."

"Excuse me?"

"You told y/n you knew what you were talking about. Behind your wordy answers is just a search history filled with synonyms."

Rin scowls. "It's not a lie. I do understand what I'm saying."

"You're prideful in things other than soccer too... I mean I can't say it was unexpected." He places a (sweaty) hand on Rin's shoulder. "It's okay to be bad at something, you don't have to be perfect." Isagi was being genuine, though he was treating Rin like a stubborn five year old.

Yielding it as a weapon, Rin grabs the towel draped around his neck, trying to hit Isagi with it. Instinctively, the victim dodges it, barely in time.

"Fuck off—" Rin yells, recoiling the towel to smack Isagi again. "What are you on this time?"

"It's okay Rin Rin, we support youu." Isagi doesn't even take Rin's anger seriously, effortlessly dodging his towel, agile and quick on his feet. "Self esteem issues are valid no matter what. You and y/n are equals no matter what."

The use of the nickname and the mention of you only fuels his anger, Rin doesn't give up, but neither does Isagi. "Don't compare me to that little shit."

"Should be stop them..?" Reo asks Nagi, who was for once, not hyperfixated on his phone.

"Nah. This is funny." He dries the sweat soaking his fluffy white hair, Rin notices it from the corner of his eye. "Do better, Rin."

"Shut up the fuck up, Nagi." Rin chases Isagi (who seemed to be having a great time), around the side of the field.

"Sounds like a skill issue to me." Nagi yawns. "Cope harder." This time, he yells it out loud. "Reo, how much are you betting for Rin to hit Isagi?"

Gaze averted, Reo doesn't even bother watching their quarrel. "None, because it's not going to last very long." He points in the other direction. "Coach looks pissed."

Rin takes notice of this too, it was beyond too late to pretend nothing happened, as he halts his movements. So does Isagi, bowing to Ego when he approaches the two.

"I leave for five minutes and you idiots are fighting." He runs his fingers through his straight bangs. "You're packing up today. Try something like this again and I'm removing you off the starting team."

Relief washes over him, thanking Ego silently for a second chance. "Yes sir."

Ego dismisses the rest of the team. "Isagi. I was referring to you as well. Go help Itoshi."

"Pardon?"

Their coach glares at him. "Don't try to act innocent. I already know you well enough as the type to be annoying. Anyways, don't forget to lock up. Get home safe too."

With that he leaves, murmuring something about teenagers being irritating, and after the events of today, Rin couldn't agree more.

"This is your fault." Rin says, as he collects the cones.

Isagi doesn't bother teasing him. "Yeah, yeah, sure. Get this done so we can leave quicker.

Though he'd never admit it, Rin agrees in silence, exhausted at the antics he had to tolerate today.

It's late at night when conversation stirs in the group chat, Rin texts with one hand while the other dries his hair.

Hair now dry, Rin flops into his bed, face landing in his pillow. He can't stand practice with Shidou, let alone a full studying session where he's the focus. He hasn't known him for long, yet is already sick of him and his jokes regarding his older brother.

But from a logical standpoint, it was a good idea. He's hopeless on his own, only literature permits utilising the art of bullshit to pass, and he refuses to ask for a proper tutor; they're expensive and Rin doesn't intend on going to tertiary education.

Just do it for soccer, Rin thinks to himself as he drifts off to sleep, drained from today's chaos.

ONE | MASTERLIST | THREE

pairing. itoshi rin x reader

synopsis. all itoshi rin ever wanted was a peaceful high school career, his plans go to ruin thanks to the school's badminton genius; entangling their lives—and emotions together.

contents. rivals to lovers, badminton player!reader, sports romance, fluff, high school au

taglist. @yuzurins, @silly-ez, @chigirizzz, @kaiserkisser, @httpshujii, @saesins, @yoimyas, @saetorinrin, @hxniplayz, @certaindreampost, @rroxii, @jar-03, @celestair, @satoruskitchenrag, @kaitfae, @biaonww, @hellothere9597, @its-ur-pillow, @saesofficialwife, @miyanaranagikenmal-intp — bold means i cannot tag you

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kenyukisser · 9 months

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❝ Cause this love,, is a sure thing❞⋆｡

₊˚⊹♡ summary ; Rin would never open up to his feelings, he thinks they’re lukewarm and useless or so he thought.

RIN ITOSHI, who would never open up to his feelings, he thinks they’re lukewarm and useless, something that’ll drift away with enough time, because he can’t understand them, he can’t understand you.

And when he’s left with his pride and your feelings, he just doesn’t know what to do, what to shatter, what to choose.

“Rin Itoshi, if you go on like this, you’ll fail my class.” The teacher sighs, glancing back at him before back at the board, going on about the lesson he couldn’t care less about.

The way he shrugs doesn’t go unnoticed by you, the way he views you as nothing more than your seatmate, but you couldn’t ignore the guilt that runs through your veins when he refused to pay attention to the lesson.

You almost pitied Rin Itoshi.

Halfway in the lecture, you threw out all that pity in your body, replacing it with that sweet soft smile plastering your face when you place your textbook in between both of your desks.

“what are you–” but before he could continue, the teacher glared at him, the familiar glare that would make him want to shut up on spot, so he did.

He stayed silent, glancing at the book every now and then but its sure, Rin Itoshi was yelling at you in his head.

You pointed out the basics points of the lesson, highlighting parts of the textbook, the bright neon glow, it glows like the smile you give him every now and then when you’re explaining the factors of the lesson, Rin likes to think it’s lukewarm, and that you’re getting in his way.

The younger Itoshi has never once felt the slightest bit of grief when he gets his report cards, If anything. He’d just acknowledge the full marks he gets in English.

English kept him going in school, if he wanted to be the best striker in the world, but the way you sat beside him so comfortably, so eager to teach him with the way your features compliment you so well, maybe you’d keep him going too. ‘It’s just a troubled thought’ he would think.

But he eventually gives in, exchanging pens because ‘you can write better in this pen’. Always looking forward to your teaching every now and then, pointing out the obvious that he eventually learned, Hell. He’d learn the whole book to see the way your mouth shapes into an ‘o’.

But it never seemed like that, in your perspective, he was silent, he’d always give you the cold shoulder, the type of feeling that makes you feel you aren’t wanted, the way his cool teal eyes pierced right through your notebook, it would always leave such horrible remark, he was inconsiderate. you’d think.

But what you don’t know is, he started studying for you.

Rin Itoshi, who’s a loser at communication, the way the small smile that’s barely visible on his face disappears the moment he doesn’t see you beside him, turning and tossing his head every now and then to see you at the other side of the classroom, beside your so-called friend, sharing notes with him, and writing down notes on his textbook with the pen he’d always let you borrow.

It left a slightly bitter expression on his face, a pang of jealousy, he doesn’t know what this is, he doesn’t want to know.

He saw the way you smiled at the guy, it wasn’t brighter than the way you smiled with him, the way you explained the lesson to him, he knows he’d understand it more than he ever could. The younger Itoshi who loved to assume things, to keep his pride soaring high.

But his pride was hurt, shattering to small pieces when he realized you weren’t going to be beside him any time soon, he wanted a soccer ball to come flying to his face.

“Why did you stop?” Rin musters up the courage to ask, flinching slightly the moment you’ve heard his voice from behind, causing you to look back.

He saw every feature, the way you stopped to think, the way your hair flows so nicely, and the uniform that was tailored just to fit you perfectly.

“Stop what?”

��Stop being by my side.”

Your eyes widened slightly at how bluntly he said it, as if it was normal.

“I didn’t know you wanted me there.” You replied, the tension closing between you, as if you were his source of oxygen, because he didn’t want you there, he needed you.

There are so many things a man will never tell himself, Rin Itoshi wasn’t immune to this. He told himself he’d never love again, that is was such a mediocre feeling that’ll just frustrate him in the long run, but why isn’t any of those describing you?

Oh how hard it is, to be the only one to know the truth.

“I’ll confess to you later, will you still be here after my practice?” Rin asked, with his usual nonchalant face, but a hint of curiosity could be seen.

“What?” Your eyes widened slightly.

“Will you be there?”

“You just confessed, Rin…” you crossed your arms, chuckling slightly at his attempt, at first you were convinced he wasn’t serious. Oh dear, he was so serious.

“…No I didn’t?”

You sighed softly, he was so unaware and it was so obvious he’s never done this in his life, although. You gave him a small nod, reassuring him that you were gonna be there.

It made his heart warm, all the coldness, all the hatred he had for other people, it just melted away when he saw your smile, so pretty, that if one day, the venom that spat out of his mouth reached you, he might just never speak ever again,

( The moment he confessed he was such a loser UGH I want to pinch his cheeks :(. He made sure the right words came out of his mouth and eventually you gave in, it was so cute seeing him try to tell you about his feelings. ) THIS IS SO RUSHED I SWEAR I DO BETTERR THAN THIS.

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katsutora · 1 year

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— HEREAFTER

ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; chigiri hyōma ; mikage reo

summary: how you met them ! (high school setting)

note: well hello there, aren’t you all sick & tired of seeing me every saturday? dw i’m in a slump. 2 more & i’ll be gone (no mf you can’t get rid of me that easy wym)

⚘ ISAGI YOICHI

ㅤㅤit’s cheesy, the way you were sitting down next to each other at the train station, waiting for the rain to stop. it had been a lot noisier back then, when a group of friends had taken up almost the entire space, leaving isagi with no other available seat except the one next to you. not that you mind anyway, he seemed less intimidating than those other people. but when they finally got up and left, he didn’t move to the other end. neither did you. the rest of the wait was spent in complete silence. it wasn’t until it was announced that the train would be arriving late that the two of you made a sound; it’s kind of funny how you sighed at the same time, both utterly defeated. you laughed together at the predicament you’re in, looking at each other afterwards before realizing that you were wearing the same uniform. this prompted a rather pleasant conversation, resulting in the two of you being so immersed in each other’s company that you ended up missing the train. in the end, the rain kept pouring and it was getting really late, so you opted to walking back home together — shoulders touching just like a moment ago.

⚘ ITOSHI RIN

ㅤㅤon valentine’s day, his locker was always stuffed with stacks upon stacks of chocolate boxes, complete with a love letter attached to each. rin didn’t bother sifting through the handwritten messages because there was no need to. all those unsaid confessions would be returned to their respective senders by the end of the day. it’s petty how he went all around the school just to give them back individually. and it’s cliché how he thought he was doing a great job until he mixed up someone’s name with yours. he kept insisting and you kept declining. back and forth you bicker with each other, causing a small crowd to gather, trying to see what the commotion was about. at last, you got fed up and half-screamed your full name at him. you watched as his eyes widened, followed by his cheeks turning bright red and him stuttering badly from embarrassment. unbeknownst to you, hiding behind a wall were other students observing this encounter. though they couldn’t actually hear the words exchanged between you two, a speculation was already brewing amongst them. “holy shit, is itoshi rin confessing?”

⚘ NAGI SEISHIRO

ㅤㅤthe start of the school year was promising, with blooming trees lining up the path and enthusiastic students exchanging laughters all the way to school. but of course that bubble had to be bursted. of course there had to be someone who could care less about other pedestrians, sprinting in a straight line and bumping into everyone without even saying sorry. it was nagi — walking a few steps behind you just then, one hand still holding his game console — who was quick to pull you aside before you could get run over. you heard him sigh, muttering something under his breath: “so annoying”, and understood it as a cue to restrain him, lest he chased after that person to teach them a lesson. he blinked at you, eyes sparkling with amusement, gaze never leaving your side. you obviously didn’t know him yet, but you were about to.

⚘ BACHIRA MEGURU

ㅤㅤhis mother has always been supportive of his soccer career since the very beginning, but she had also asked him countless of times not to play inside the studio. he reasoned by telling her that the paint cans on the floor were like training obstacles, and he was lucky that she had enough faith in his talent to grant him leniency. bachira yū used to teach art in your school. on that fateful day, you dropped by to show her a little something you had made, as she had often encouraged her students to. you were too focused on her mentoring that you didn’t notice him doing soccer tricks in the relatively cramped space. sure enough, he accidentally kicked the ball the wrong way and it hit you right on the back of your head. luckily, it didn’t really hurt that much, but he was so worried regardless. relief quickly washed over him when you said that he could make up for it by being friends.

⚘ CHIGIRI HYŌMA

ㅤㅤyou had never talked to him before, despite being classmates. he was always busy with training; the type that’s allowed to ditch class whenever competitions are approaching. on top of that, your schedules never coincided and there was never a project that grouped you both together. not long after came the news of the injury. “confidence” somehow turned into “arrogance” and people were turning their backs on him, spewing off nasty comments whenever they could. no one lent a hand when he was struggling with schoolwork, since he had to take a recovery leave. you still remember his untrusting eyes and hesitant hand as you offered him your notebook. he spent the entire lunch break with you, occasionally stealing a glance at you, and opening up just a little bit when you asked him about what happened. you could tell that he was still unsure of this unprompted kindness, but it was a promising start. a black cat came around the corner and sat with the two of you, witnessing something great in the making.

⚘ MIKAGE REO

ㅤㅤhe’s easy to talk to, but he’s not the easiest person to approach because people constantly gather around him, begging for a chance. you didn’t quite understand why he was holed up in the library all alone with his shoulders hunched over and no book in sight, just casually sitting on the ground near a bookshelf. you looked around trying to find his study partner, but there were only the two of you in proximity. he was mumbling something along the line of persuading someone to participate in a team. not wanting to derail his train of thoughts, you didn’t dare ask him to move even though you still had to reach over his head to grab the textbook you wanted. tiptoeing is tricky when someone’s in the way. had the book fell a bit more to the left, it would have landed right on his head. his stare was burning holes into your very existence. “if i throw a ball at him, do you think—” he immediately backtracked when he saw your horrified face. “oh, sorry. uh… would you mind indulging me for a bit?”

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isagi yoichi

☆ : an au where the blue lock project didn't happen but the boys are attending the same school and are part of the same football club ૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩

for a guy who possesses an incredible intelligence in the sport he loves, isagi yoichi was oblivious as a tree when it comes to your advances.

at every chance you'd get, you always try to drop hints about your immutable fondness for him. it comes in the small notes being left at his desk, a bottle of his favorite energy drink or the words of encouragement and appreciation that tumbles out of your lips in a flash of word vomit. it was always there. vivid enough for the other guys at his football club to know of your little crush on him except for isagi himself. hell, even itoshi rin of all people knows it.

but isagi, the adorable elixir of your life isagi yoichi is still pretty much in the dark of the hints you've long dropped.

you've heard rin throw you a few motivational phrases to just give up. you've seen the pitiful and bashful looks you've received from reo and nagi upon seeing you march up to their oblivious forward with a grin on your face for the nth time since forever. you've had chigiri inform you of the chances that isagi might decode your unspoken proclamations of love was close to zero in comparison to the peaking 99.9% percent if you've just directly told him.

but of course, your nerves can be a little bit of a bitch to deal with in situations that requires you to open your mouth and tell isagi that you've been liking him for the past two years. hence you just stopped trying to vocalize your adoration from the very first try.

the very first time you've tried doing that was an absolute epic fail when you became an incoherent mess babbling on and on about how you found this football player from dortmund called jude bellingham hot and isagi encouraging you to grapple against your nerves and try to shoot your shot at said football playerㅡall the while being unable to do that with your irrevocable feelings for him who stands at 5feet away from you.

you've received more pats on the back from kunigami for trying at the very least (for the nth time, unfortufuckingnately) and a few more teasing remarks from bachira that you should just try dating him instead. you kindly rejected him a few times, and sadly enough with a few smacks landing on his skin as he grins playfully.

you've tried nearly a thousand methods to get isagi to know your feelings for him through showing it but none of them worked. not until an entirely unintentional incident that pushed the water to overflow from the dam.

you look at him crazy, like he's shooting rainbows from the top of his head and his teal eyes crying colorful tears.

“your lukewarm approach to confessing is nearly as palpable as getting smacked by a football from behind.” rin mutters as he sits beside you. he gives you a glance, shaking his head like a disappointed mother nagging her child. “why don't you be upfront with him.”

not a suggestion. a demand.

how typical of rin.

“dude you know i can't be upfront with him!” you smack your cheeks with both your palms, itoshi rin judging you pretty evidently in the corner of your eyes with his teal eyes reeling in disgust. “you know how it went the very first time...”

“maybe you should try again... keep your idiotic commentary to yourself and just get to the point.” he tells you. “ever tried doing that?”

why of course he'd know exactly what happened. he was there, present and drowning in secondhand embarrassment from you after you've spewed whatever nonsense about your profound crush on another football player who plays midfield in a european team who's already thriving at the ripe age of 19. even rin can remember the wince that fell on isagi’s face as you continued blabbering in front of him like a madwoman.

you shake your head, fiddling with the loose fabric on your uniform skirt and rin scoffs. of course you haven't. the very first things to leave your mouth every time you approach isagi was anything but vocal implications of your feelings for him. your chances of dating isagi was nearly close to nothing.

“but riiiiiiiin...” rin rolls his eyes as you clamp your hands around his biceps, shaking the male sideways with a whine. “i get so nervous whenever i’m around him.”

“that’s because you're stupid and lame. just like the guy you're crushing on.”

ouch.

you smack his arms, pushing him away from you with a huff. “that’s rude rinrin.”

he glares at you. “call me that one more time and kiss your chances of freely trespassing our training hours goodbye.”

“would you rather me call you rinnie then?” you pinch your chin, a pondering look in your face. “you hated it when i called you that when we were kids.”

“don’t call me stupid names, you stupid girl.”

“but what's the fun in that!? you're literally revoking my nicknaming privileges as your best friend and childhood bestest best friend after all the years we've spent together from diapers toㅡ”

rin stands up before he walks away, but not before throwing another remark about you.

“shut up and don't talk to me until you've fixed your boy problems.” you huff at your spot.

“he loves me... he loves me not... he loves me... he... loves me... not!?!? ” you harshly throw the crumpled flower on the ground, going for extra mile and stumping on it with both feet.

besides the unfortunate approach to your boy problems, it seems that even a simple game of he loves me, he loves me not flower petal picking game was a major bust just like the outcome of your valiant efforts of wooing isagi yoichi awayㅡwell, not necessarily valiant considering you chicken out when vocalizing anything near as a confession but whatever, you don't want to dwell on that. instead, you gave the innocent flower one more stamp before turning to walk away.

only for you to realize that half of the entire football team with isagi was filing out of the school gates while you're busy murdering the flowers that now laid flat and unrecognizable on the sole of your feet.

you shot them a smile bordering grimace before waving a hand. “uh... hi?”

“did the pansies do something to you... or...?” reo asks, glancing the mangled pansy flower beneath your feet and sounding genuinely worried for your well-being, except for the shaking of his lips that told you he was trying to hold his laughter. “you look rather enraged...”

you shake your head promptly, ignoring the exasperated look on rin’s face from behind the guys when isagi spoke to you next.

“y/n... are you okay?” he hesitantly asks as he steps out behind bachira and chigiri’s back. “you look uhm... pretty upset back there...”

oh you were more than upset alright.

you heave a deep breath in, and you see your childhood bestest best friend itoshi rin leave the group but not before shaking his head before the others followed right after him and leaving you and an unaware isagi behind, already wary of the next incoming foolish gabber that's ready to flow out of your mouth.

and boy did it come in a tidal wave.

“yeah no i just uh you know the flower didn't do anything wrong but i kind of just played that game where you pick each petal and say he loves me he loves me not each time you pick a petal while i'm waiting for you guys to leave the pitch because i fear that rinrinㅡoh no i can't call him that please don't tell him i called him thatㅡwill revoke my license of free pass to your training hours and i won't be able to see you guys play especially you and yeah uh about the flower i was just a little bit cuckoo in the head because you know hahaha it landed on he loves me not and i don't think i can handle any more of that insinuation that i won't ever have a chance with you that's why i kinda murdered it even though i didn't really mean to-”

you chuckle uneasily, slapping a hand in the air. “haha yes no uh no but yeah but you know i think no but i do kind of have a small tini tiny crush on you so yeah i think i noㅡyes or no.”

“chance with.... me?” immediately, you stop your blabber catching the mistake on your part. automatically, you zip your mouth. “you-you like me?” isagi points to himself, as if he can't believe whatever gibberish you just vomited out.

“breathe... and tell me honestly, do you like me?”

by the end of yet another foolish mutterings was isagi’s dumbfounded look. he can't understand if you really do like him or not because honestly, who would even confirm someone's feelings when said someone confirmed it in the way you did. so isagi did something he never thought he'd doㅡnot in this afternoon at least. he holds your cheeks, squishing them together in a pout that seemed to have calmed you down, or something... because you were definitely turning redder by each passing minute.

“yes!” you squeak, closing your eyes from the impending rejection that hang in the air. only it never came. instead, isagi lets go of your cheeks, chuckling at the heat that creeped into your skin before patting your head and fixing the messy strands of your hair.

“good because i like you too... i’m just glad that rin and the others didn't tell you anything...”

you open your mouth to say something, anything to divert your shock, embarrassment, joy and giddiness only to realize a very crucial piece of information from isagi’s words.

“wait... they knew you liked me and me like you-”

isagi clamps a palm of his over your mouth, chuckling as you proceeded to prattle behind his hand before he smoothly maneuvers himself beside you, the hand that was enclosed over your lips remained loosely hooked over your shoulders before he drags you away.

“okay you can stop trashing them now... let's just get you your favorite ice cream or something then talk. we definitely have a lot of things to catch on.”

a/n: hi, it's me. i’m the one crushing on jude bellingham, it's me ✌🏻😋

#☆ . ༄ marked : blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #yoichi isagi x reader #isagi x reader #blue lock fanfiction #blue lock scenarios #blue lock on crack #isagi yoichi fanfiction #isagi fanfiction #blue lock #isagi yoichi

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for the middle child itoshi hdcs wouldn’t it be funny (not really) if bc their brother only care about their lil football feud they’re completely out the loop when it comes to mc’s life ?

like maybe mc graduated high school and then sae/rin notices they don’t wear a uniform when they go out in the morning ,and when he asks about it reader just responds “i already graduated a few months ago”

OR EVEN WORSE THEY LITERALLY FORGET YOUR BDAY and then it comes up in a random setting

just like that one tiktok sound “he’s 29|im 30|we missed your bday ?|” like they go and buy something that requires an ID and the brothers are like “you’re a fucking minor ?????” but really they’re not

it goes to a point where even if mc loves their brothers with their whole heart they just don’t want to get hurt anymore by interacting with them 1 bc sometimes they’re fucking assholes and 2 bc they really don’t want to pick a side

JSJSISIEJ THOSE WERE MY SILLY HDCS

HELLO ANON I LOVE THESE HEADCANONS

Also as I mentioned in this post, this is gonna be my last Itoshi sibling!reader post for now. (aka Itoshi!reader requests are closed for now, if I receive requests for them I'll just keep them in my asks until I'm ready to write them) I've written so much for that, I'm running out of ideas and I wanna write more about other characters! Also anon, I know this was you sharing your headcanons and not asking me for more, I just really felt like expanding this because it's a pretty cool idea!

You're the middle child, aka Rin is literally a year younger than you, and still, he treats you as if he was the big brother all the time. I mean, in height he's correct (for some reason, the youngest siblings turn out the tallest most of the time.) But in age? You're older than him. You're supposed to treat him like the younger sibling, because he is the youngest. But whenever you try to act like an older sibling, Rin will interrupt you.

Sae treats you as if you were way younger than your actual age. All the time. It's as if he's still stuck in the time from before he went to Spain. This wouldn't bother you if he treated Rin like that as well, but he doesn't. He treats Rin appropriately for his age while he acts as if you were still a teenager, when you're very much in your first years as an adult already.

And as much as you love your brothers, you hate how they can't seem to deal with the fact that you're growing up just like they are.

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nerdiel-has-no-braincells · 11 months

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Good day!~

OMG! Thank you sooo much for these crush headcanons! I love them a lot! Can I request Reo, Nagi and Rin headcanons bout how their crush (or s/o) unintentionally makes them blushing mess/ frustrated?

Thank you so much! Love you and your blog!

I am so so so sorry for the delay in getting this out! I’ve been obsessively playing Honkai and it took up so much of my life (⌒_⌒;) But I’ve finally put it down (mostly because I have to level up my trailblazer level once more in order to move forward)

Your patience has been so appreciative and I hope you like this! ❤️

What Makes the BLLK Boys Blush

Ft Nagi Seishiro, Rin Itoshi, and Reo Mikage

cw: cuteness

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Reo Mikage

Out of the three of them, Reo would be the easiest to blush

You wouldn’t have to do much to make him blush either

Reo fully believes he’s this super suave guy who can maintain his composure but what he didn’t know is that when it comes to his crush, he finds his cheeks getting hot just by looking at you

He’ll start a conversation with you, but his entire body will be hot and he’ll be blushing just by hearing your voice

The one thing that makes him go wild is when you see him in the crowd and you run up to him yelling his name

Because he didn’t notice you at first until he hears you say his name

His face immediately turns red when he hears you say his name

He has to maintain his composure before he turns around with a smile that was specially for you

I fully believe he’s a tsundere and even when he’s a blushing mess, he’ll deny it hardcore

After you two become official, the one thing that always ALWAYS makes him blush is when you run to him and hug him from behind

You two are meeting up for a date and Reo gets there early? Your heart fills with joy seeing him so you end up quietly sneaking up behind him only to throw your arms around him while yelling “Reo!”

It not only scares him, but as soon as he feels you behind him, he blushes like mad

He’ll immediately turn around to hug you and hide his face in the crook of your neck so that you don’t see him blushing

But you know

He’ll also have moments where you two are talking and he just looks at you full of love and adoration, his only thoughts are how beautiful you are and how lucky he is and his heart is so full of joy and love that he just has that genuinely soft smile that’s reserved for you and only you, his cheeks dusted red as he just looks at you

Because you’re in the middle of a conversation, you’ll notice that he’s zoned out just staring at you. Once you do, you’ll end up staring at him and end up with the same expression and you’ll stay like that for a while

Of course this also happens when you’re hanging out with Nagi who just groans because of how cringe you two are

Nagi Seishiro

Because he maintains such a lack of emotion on his face, he’s almost the master of composure

Almost

He’s never crushed on anyone before because he never had an interest in others no matter how lonely he was

Then boom! You showed up in his life the moment you and him were assigned to be partners for a lab

I live my life fully believing everyone is my height (170cm/5’7”) because the top of my head reaches his shoulders and tall people just SKSKSKDNDMDL (⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)

ANYWAY

For this you are my height

One of the things Nagi noticed about you was your height

I fully believe he has a secret kink when it comes to height like he LOVES when his s/o is shorter than him

For once in his life he took notice of another person (pre-Isagi) so rather than listening to the teacher talk about the group project, he was more interested in looking at you, studying your features

Not only were you shorter, you were extremely beautiful, your hair looked soft and your skin looked so smooth. He could also get a look at your figure with how your school uniform hugged your curves

Once the teacher was done speaking and you turned to look at him with a smile, he felt his heart skip a beat and for the first time, he felt his cheeks heat up

But because he’s so composed, it’s only a slight blush that you don’t even notice

After that, he was always watching you, getting further and further attached to you

Even Reo noticed because this guy is so observant when it comes to his treasure

The second Nagi hears you, he looks up from his food and just watches you

Reo, who watched the entire thing, teases Nagi relentlessly to which Nagi just goes back to his food with the tip of his ears and cheeks burning while mumbling “Shut up”

Little does Nagi fully realize (he’s suspected but then believed it was a figment of his desire), you were crushing on him bad

You two were mutually pining for each other for so long that Reo and your friends started to get so frustrated that they end up working together to get you two together

And it worked! Nagi confessed to you afterwards and you confessed as well!

After you’ve become official, cuddling is 100% a thing! As well as nap dates

Nagi usually wakes up before you. Usually he finds you holding onto him tightly with your head on his chest, sleeping soundly

He’ll watch you sleep with a gentle smile on his face and the tip of his ears bright red. He’ll tuck the stray hair that’s covering your face behind your ear so that he can see you better. His heart is pounding and he always prays you don’t wake up to it

After some time, you’ll stir in your sleep and will flutter your eyes open only to stare at him

His smile just grows wider and the blush reaches his cheeks as he looks at your sleepy expression. It’s when he finds you beautiful to the max

Basically whenever you’re around, he will blush, but only slightly. But when the two of you are staring into each other’s eyes, the blush will be more prominent because he’s with the one he loves

Rin Itoshi

Just like Nagi, he’s not an easy one to make blush because of how composed he is (Sae broke his poor heart)

Even when he met you and you two became official, you’ve never seen him blush. Smile, yes. Blush, no.

So you make it your life goal to get him to blush just once

You try and fail so many times because of his stoic expression

He laughs at your efforts though and finds it really cute

What you don’t know is that the tip of his ears and the back of his neck turns red before his cheeks do so when you attempt to make him blush, the back of his neck turns red

But he won’t ever tell you this. He would die of embarrassment

He loves it when you hug him, give him a peck on the cheek, cuddle, and even just say his name. He loves that you support him in football

When he sees you in the stands cheering him on, a sense of pride and love bursts in his chest and it takes everything he can to just not show any change in his body

But when he’s being interviewed and is asked if he had anyone special in his life, the back of his neck turns red while proudly claiming that he has a significant other

You’re there standing in the sidelines when you first notice the back of his neck turning red

So later when you ask him about it, he denies it so hard that the gears in your head start turning because you don’t believe him for a second

Now you test this

You start hugging him from behind, kissing his neck, and other cute things that you thought wouldn’t make him blush only to find out that his neck and the tip of his ears turn red every time

When you confront him, he gets embarrassed and the blush just increases the more you tease him

The day you first told him you loved him, it took him by surprise and it’s the first time you see his face beet red

It took you by complete surprise and he ended up looking away while telling you to stop looking at him, but instead you put your hands on his cheeks and gently move his head to face you, his cheeks still burning red and his eyes glaze over

He tells you he loves you too which in turn makes you blush and you two just end up smiling at each other all cute-like

I hope you like this and I’m so sorry again for how long it took for me to get this done. I swear I go from one obsession to the other that takes up my time with no in between

I love you and promise I didn’t forget you! (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Blue Lock is created and owned by Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura

©️nerdiel-has-no-braincells Please do not copy and post without approval. Reblogs and comments are ok with me!

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natsukicookies · 7 months

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

Chapter 10 || love unlock

The next day you somehow manga to get the school and into your class, thanks to the address in your notebook.

You took your seat and watched as all the kids played around or talked. It felt like you didn't belong here.. it was true you weren't from here.

But it still hurt. You wanted to go home, to your real home. You sighed and put your head on your desk as a way to stop yourself from crying.

"HI! Y/n chan!" Someone greeted you with a loud and cheerful voice as they took their seat beside you.

You looked up and was surprised to see the person in front of you. "what are you doing here... yumiko?" You asked confused as you saw her tilted her head sideways also confused "what do you mean?" She asked "I'm always with you right." She smiled but something about her smile was off...

Yumiko's cheerful demeanor seemed almost too perfect, her wide smile stretching a bit too far, and her laughter ringing a tad too high-pitched. As she playfully hit your head, you couldn't shake the eerie feeling that something was amiss.

"But didn't I transfer schools...?" you muttered, confusion still clouding your thoughts.

"Silly, I did too!" Yumiko chirped, but her laughter carried an unsettling undertone, leaving you with an unsettling sensation in the pit of your stomach.

You nodded in response to Yumiko's statement but chose to focus your attention on the front of the classroom, as if the blackboard held all the answers to this strange situation. Soon after, a peculiar change began to unfold.

It was as though the presence of Yumiko had cast a magical spell over your desk. Students who had previously treated you as if you were invisible started approaching, one by one. They struck up conversations, shared laughs, and included you in their discussions. It was a stark contrast to the few minutes ago when you felt like a ghost in the classroom.

This sudden shift in social dynamics left you with an unsettling and eerie feeling. It was as if the entire class had been waiting for Yumiko's arrival to acknowledge your existence, and you couldn't help but wonder why.

And so on the whole day at school went by fast and was very weird.

As you walked along the familiar path toward your home, a familiar sight caught your attention. There, on the nearby playground, you spotted Rin and Sae in their school uniforms, energetically playing a game of soccer.

A wry smile crept onto your face as you watched them chase after the ball, their laughter and shouts filling the air. "Why does everyone seem to love soccer so much?" you muttered under your breath, your voice tinged with sarcasm.

The realization dawned on you as you continued to observe the scene. "Oh right, I isekaied into a soccer otome game or manga thingy," you mused aloud, the irony not lost on you. It seemed that, in this world, soccer was a central theme, and you couldn't help but find it amusing, even if it wasn't exactly your cup of tea.

You decided to join Rin and Sae in their soccer game, thinking it might be a fun way to unwind and spend time with them. You approached the makeshift field with a playful grin, ready to kick the ball around and enjoy their company.

However, as fate would have it, the universe had different plans. Just as you were about to join in, Sae took a powerful shot at the ball, and it went flying straight toward your face. The impact was unexpected and caught you off guard, sending you tumbling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, both Itoshi brothers sprinted toward you, concern etched on their faces. They knelt down beside you, worry in their eyes, and asked in unison, "Are you okay, Y/n?"

You groaned a little, holding your mouth where it hurts the most. You noticed the metallic taste in your mouth, you looked at your hand and noticed the blood and something else.

"Oh" the three of you noticed that one of your baby tooth had fallen into your hand.

Maybe it was you or your 9 year body but seeing the blood and the broken tooth made the Tears streamed down your face uncontrollably, a mix of pain, shock, and the sight of your own baby tooth. To your nine-year-old body, it felt like a significant loss, even though you knew it was just a part of growing up.

Rin, in his usual panic, hovered around, unsure of how to help. However, Sae stepped in with a calm and reassuring presence. He led you to a nearby water fountain and gently encouraged you to rinse your mouth, washing away the blood and calming your racing heart.

As you rinsed your mouth, Sae patted your back comfortingly and assured you, "It's okay, Y/n. It's just a tooth. This happens to everyone when they're growing up." He spoke from experience, having been through similar situations with Rin.

Gradually, the tears subsided, and your breathing returned to normal. You looked at Sae with gratitude.

"Thanks" You said while he wiped your tears away.

Rin came up to you still worried and asked "are you okay? Does it hurt?"

You gave Rin a reassuring smile and nodded. "I'm okay now. It doesn't hurt much anymore,"

Sae, although still concerned about your well-being, couldn't help but chuckle at the situation. "Well, I guess that's one way to lose a tooth," he remarked, finding the silver lining in the unexpected event.

You, on the other hand, managed to smile through the pain and slight embarrassment. "Guess so," you replied, holding the tooth carefully in your hand. "I hope the tooth fairy still visits for soccer-related incidents."

Rin and Sae shared a laugh with you at the mention of the tooth fairy. It was moments like these that made you feel even closer to them. Despite the little mishap, their presence and humor lightened the situation.

This was basically your every day things now. first spending time with yumiko in school and after school spending time with rin and sae and after do some tasks the system gave you.

Homework or study was never a problem since your mind was 17 years old and those problems were 4th grade level.

Hack you would even help sae sometime. Keyword sometime since that would either make the adults suspicious of you or would think your a genuine.. which you unfortunately were not.

That aside right now you were studying with rin and sae.. or at least was they were. You got bored.

Rin seems to have gotten stuck a question it seems, so you took a peek.

'6 × 90' was the problem it was easy for me but for him.. not so sure.

"It would be 540" I answered, Rin's eyes widened in surprise as you quickly provided the answer to the math problem. He couldn't help but smile back at you. "You're really smart, Y/n," he said, genuinely impressed by your quick thinking.

Sae, who had been focused on his own work, glanced over and chuckled. "Looks like you have your own personal tutor here, Rin."

You blushed a bit at the compliment but were happy to help. "I can even solve your one too sae!" I exclaimed, getting over excited.

"I don't think so" sae said "5th grade questions are hard unlike the 4th and 3rd grade" he smirked

Sae's playful challenge only fueled your determination. You leaned in a bit closer, a mischievous glint in your eye. "Oh, Sae, you underestimate my math prowess," you teased.

Rin watched with amusement as the two of you engaged in this friendly banter.

You sat super close to sae to see the work. You noticed him blushing and looking away but played no mind.

'4686

38421

+ 5'

As you swiftly calculated the answer to Sae's math problem, you couldn't help but savor the moment. You revealed your solution with a triumphant smile. "The answer is 43,190."

Sae's eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting you to solve it so quickly. "Wait, really?" he asked, double-checking your work. After a brief examination, he admit with a pout, "Wow, you're good."

Rin cheered you on, his face lighting up with pride. "Y/n onee-chan, you're amazing!"

You chuckled at their reactions, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "See, Sae, don't underestimate the power of a common man- I mean 4th grader!"

Sae couldn't help but pout as he admitted defeat. "Fine, fine, you got me this time, Y/n. But don't think you can beat me every time"

Rin joined in the playful banter, grinning from ear to ear. "Y/n onee-chan, you're pretty awesome!"

You laughed, enjoying the light-hearted atmosphere. "Well, I do my best! Now, what's next on the study agenda, gentlemen?"

With renewed energy and a sense of camaraderie, the three of you continued your study session, turning it into a delightful game of wits and laughter.

This time you were invited to rin ans Sae's soccer game. Going to their school was exciting since their school was far more bigger than yours.

The was game was good, itoshi bros won of course. But what catch your attention was a little boy crying from the losers team.

"Ah hentai protagonist hair is crying so hard" you muttered to yourself.

ᴺᵉʷ ᵗᵃˢᵏ

ᴹᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵏⁱᵈ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ

[ᴬᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗ] [ᵈᵉⁿʸ]

Reading the message you sighed. You shouldn't have looked his way.. clicking on accepted, you went towards him while thinking of a way to make him happy.

"Hey there," you began, trying to sound as friendly as possible. "Tough game, huh?"

The boy turned to you, his teary eyes widening in surprise as you approached. "Yeah," he mumbled, sniffling slightly.

"It's okay we have ups and downs in our life all the time" you tried to comfort him as You gently reached out and lifted his chin, using your thumb to wipe away a few of his lingering tears. As you did, you couldn't help but notice something remarkable—his eyes. They were a stunning shade of Turquoise reminding you of ocean.

"Wow," you couldn't help but whisper in awe. "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

The boy blinked, taken aback by your unexpected compliment. His cheeks reddened slightly, and he gave a small, hesitant smile. "You think so?"

You nodded earnestly. "Absolutely. Your eyes are like gems. You should be proud of them."

He seemed to brighten up a bit, his confidence growing. "Thanks," he replied, his voice a bit steadier. "I guess I do have pretty cool eyes."

"That's the spirit," you encouraged, giving him a warm smile. "Remember, even when things get tough, you've got something special that makes you stand out."

You couldn't shake the feeling of piercing stares burning into the back of your head as you conversed with the boy. Unbeknownst to you, the Itoshi brothers watched intently, their eyes fixed on you like hawks on prey. The intensity of their gazes was palpable, sending a shiver down your spine.

"I can feel the stares of the Itoshis," you gulped inwardly, but you dared not look behind to confirm your suspicion. Instead, you focused on the task at hand, trying to help the crying boy feel better.

As the conversation continued, you reached into your pocket and pulled out a small, brightly wrapped candy. With a friendly smile, you offered it to him. "Here, take it!"

The boy's eyes lit up with surprise and delight as he accepted the candy. "Thank you!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine gratitude.

With that, you left the boy, not knowing the how much of a big impact you did on thus little boy named 'ikki niko.'

Bonus:

"What were you doing with that boy from the another team??" Sae's voice carried a tinge of jealousy as he questioned your interaction with the boy from the opposing team. His protective instincts flared, and he couldn't help but feel a bit possessive.

Rin, on the other hand, unleashed a fierce, silent glare in the direction of the little boy, his expression an unspoken warning to anyone who dared to approach you. His protective nature matched Sae's intensity, making it clear that they both held a special place for you in their hearts.

"Well, I was just trying to help," you replied, trying to explain yourself to the Itoshi brothers. The way they were reacting almost made it seem like you had committed a crime by comforting a crying kid.

Sae crossed his arms, still wearing a somewhat annoyed expression. "Helping the enemy, huh?"

Rin, not one to mince words, chimed in, "Y/n onee-chan, you're too kind. But remember, we're the good guys here!"

You couldn't help but chuckle at their possessiveness and sense of rivalry, even in such a trivial situation. "Don't worry, guys. I'm on Team Itoshis all the way."

Sae and Rin exchanged a satisfied glance, their jealousy momentarily appeased by your declaration. It seemed that, even in the midst of an ordinary soccer game, your presence had a way of stirring up emotions in the Itoshi brothers.

As both of the brothers pulled you toward their school, you couldn't help but think, 'I have to be careful with those two. They're starting to look like potential yandere characters...'

You chuckled softly to yourself, finding the situation both amusing and slightly unnerving.

Istg this is becoming more of a rin x reader x sae- 💀 can't help it they are my favorites 😭 don't worry I will try to quickly get on with the blue lock timeline 🐧

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hongchenzhu · 1 year

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This is chapter offically starts the U-20 arc. This arc will be split into 3-4 part

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 3.5, Part 4

SPOILER OF THE MANGA

This chapter is very short, but once the match starts then it will get long.

Also READ the other PARTS, it not that hard cause there are backgroup info.

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The day had finally approached, Isagi remained calm.

In the locker room, the Blue Lock team was checking out their new uniform. The official Blue Lock uniform for the people playing and the standby players.

Some were minding their own business and keeping their cool, while others were having small talk to keep their nerves in check.

While they are minding their own business Ego came in, wearing a suit. Ego likes to look good in front of the people of Japan.

“Hello, I’m running a bit late tonight, but I have finally decided who will be playing and who will be benched.” Pressing on his tablet the screen project with the benched members.

“Be ready to join the team at a moment's notice and don’t let your guard down. Now be ready the past two weeks you have united as one team all with one goal to win this match. In these 90 minutes let Japan know your name and allow your egos to crave the world.”

In the hallway, the U-20 teams have already lined up, Itoshi Sae is leading alongside his brother Itoshi Rin as the first lineup for Blue Lock.

‘It’s time.’

“Hey, that Shido dude use to be on your team, right?”

“!”

“Sorry to say, but he won’t be playing today.” U-20’s team captain and main centre-back said to Isagi, “We’ll end this without letting you guy’s scoring once. So good luck Blue Lock.”

‘That's right, right now my soccer career is on the line. It’s only because I have lived through everything. I can’t lose, no matter what.’

As the players entered the field waves of applause rang from every direction, with the blinding shatter of camera and light. Most fans here today are for the U-20 team and Itoshi Sae.

‘Wow, I really have come a long way to this amazing place. To think the me before Blue Lock wouldn’t have been able to imagine such a sight. This immense crowd, I wonder how far I will be able to go… No’ Isagi grip his hands into a ball, heavy adrenaline began to pump into his veins.

‘I need to focus, focus on myself and become immersed in his fight!’

Wack

“Oof!?”

“Lukewarm, what are you getting nervous for? Dumbass” questioned Rin

“Hah” Isagi called out “It’s called being excited.”

This officially starts the U-20 Japan National Team vs Blue Lock Eleven

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The School Holiday has officially started so for the next 2 weeks I will mainly focus on the U-20 arc and continue planning for the filler chapters

#Blue Lock #Blue Lock x reader #Blue Lock x Jujutus Kaisen #isagi yoichi #rich y/n #gojo reader #gojo y/n #blue lock

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lovemaiyo-main · 1 year

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SHOE SHOPPING WITHOUT THE SS

🛹 SHIDOU resident fuckboy !!! it's honestly harder to tell who's the bigger manwhore between him and kaiser. sports training major. the BIGGEST ever sae simp, moans when sae's in a 34 mile radius of him. he once growled at (name) when he found out (name) and sae were dating. furry. there's nothing more to say. song 🎧 i know - kanii

🎼 SAE third year taking physiotherapy. half the school (READ: SHIDOU) are on their knees for him. ever since he came back to school and saw that (name) moved on, he's been posting those emo quotes on twitter (rin is fuming cuz thats supposed to be rins thing...) like "ONLY BLACK CLOUDS KNOW HOW TO TRULY BLEED..." and "I'M NOT OKAY..... BUT I SMILE ANYWAYS...." best friends with shidou (sae hates him) barou (sae likes him) and someone called "oliver aiku" from another school (CHARACTER INTRODUCTION IN CHAPTER 4). song 🎧 stargirl - lana del ray & the weeknd

🛹 KAISER one of two transfer students. he's hot and he knows it and has everyone (READ: IZU) drooling for him. top of every class he takes but that's only because he makes ness do his homework. he's the literal definition of "manipulate mansplain manslaughter" always wears his uniform incorrectly, a little bit lower, so some of his rose tattoo can peek out from under his shirt. he stays with sae because they both play football in their free time & he likes sae's energy. sae, kaiser and another transfer student yet to arrive, "don lorenzo," (CHARACTER INTRODUCTION IN CHAPTER 4) are often regarded as the golden trio. song 🎧 doyalike - childish gambino

🎼 NESS second transfer student. everybody loves him because of his approachable aura and helpfullness. orbits around michael kaiser. he's a cutie and never gets mad unless someone is talking shit about kaiser. he loves pretty things and his gallery is full of sky pictures or flowers and what they mean (with a secret folder with 500+ kaiser pics ofc) easiest person to make friends with. song 🎧 norman fucking rockwell - lana del ray

🛹 RIN sae itoshi's brother, but seems to dislike him. he only stays around his brother in hopes of him acknowleging him, but that has never happened. hangs out with bachira and his other friends, aryu and tokimitsu. second year physiotherapy student & he has that emo rizz. (name) and him are friends, but not close. he resents his brother, and therefore might be the key to the kunigami x (name) ending. song 🎧 christmas kids - roar

🎼 BAROU scariest second-year EVER. the absolute definiton of "ego." he is rin and sae's close friend and secretly cares for sae ever since (name) and sae's breakup. half the school hates him. late to class but the teacher is too scared to say anything. homework is always late/never done, so it's certainly a mystery how he remains in the top 5 of the school... song 🎧 watch this - lil uzi vert

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kitorin · 7 months

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LOVE ALL PLAY. - ITOSHI RIN

ONE - NEW FOUND IRRITATION

a/n. their ages are not canon compliant, dialogue heavy and a bit of nsfw (it's just shidou being shidou and it's not explicit)

"It's my win."

It's not the first time Rin has a brief thought of murder, but this time he genuinely feels like wrapping his hands around this person's neck.

He was already in a foul mood, summer's cruelty had his sweat soaked uniform clinging onto his body, and Ego's insistence on training so hard had already ruined his morning.

All that he could tolerate, but a stranger interrupting his practice?

"Who is that?" Isagi approaches Rin from behind, poking the back of his shoulder to grasp his attention. "You know him?" No, but Rin doesn't need to recognise them to understand that they're a nuisance.

"y/n! Get back inside..." A cyan haired boy with similar coloured eyes runs out on the field, light hearted but tired disappointment laced in their tone. "What are you even doing? Isn't the soccer team training right now?"

'y/n' paid no attention to their exasperation, nor how everyone seemed to be staring and listening to the conversation with great confusion.

"I wanted to say hi to Anri." Rin notices the first person address, you must've been close to Teieri to speak about her so casually. "Hiori don't be so uptight—"

"Then don't lie, I saw you running with them. At least be honest if you're going to mess around." Hiori grabs the collar of your sports uniform, earning a breathless choke as he drags you to the school building. Something in his tone suggests that this isn't the first time he has to deal with your behaviour; either the way he scolds you or the exasperated sigh that seems to accompany every sentence.

"Ow, Hiorin please—"

Your pleas only add to the brewing chaos, Bachira seems well entertained and Otoya looks like he's about to hit on you. Chigiri and Yukimiya chuckle at the whole ordeal, as they watch Hiori murmur embarrassed apologises, hurriedly bowing at everyone so he could immediately leave.

"What the hell was that?" Rin's frustration irritates him to the point he speaks his thoughts out loud, annoyance contributes to the heat in his face from the brutal summer.

Shidou leans onto Rin's shoulder, seemingly unfazed from the overwhelming weather and training. He yawns; one out of boredom rather than fatigue. "Finally someone interesting, they seem cool. Befriending them would be fun, no?"

"I hope I never see that idiot again." As always, Rin disagrees with him, and as per usual, Shidou laughs it off.

Isagi. Kunigami. Bachira.

They were the only ones in he knew in his class. He wasn't going to study or heed mind to whatever the teacher would talk about, but he'd at least like to have someone he can pass time with; whether it be discussing future strategies or simply complaining about class together.

Kunigami was the most ideal. Bachira is talkative but at least he doesn't insist a rivalry and constantly praise Rin. There's always a possibility that it's someone outside of his team, in fact it's more likely than not. At least majority of the team (the particularly annoying ones) was older than him; he didn't have to deal with Shidou thirsting over his brother, or watch Otoya hit on every person in his class.

Rin had reminded himself, multiple times, that it can't be that bad. It's simply a desk mate, it's not a requirement for him to befriend them, and if he leaves them alone so will they.

Yet he finds himself absolutely repulsed, and tempted to never return to school again.

"Oh, it's you again!" Unfortunately. Of course you leave him no option but to continue the conversation.

"Ew." Rin brings out his textbooks, despite knowing damn well he'll end up day dreaming throughout the entirety of class.

"You still upset about losing to me this morning?"

"I don't lose."

"I stayed ahead of you for an entire lap while I was there."

"It was one lap. All you did was interrupt practice."

"You still lost." Little shit. You rest your chin on your palm, gazing at him. "Please take care of me, it'll be boring here."

It's not a bad seat, at the very back, right next to the window (your side of the desk). Being off task and remaining unnoticed was easy, and there was the pale blue to admire whenever Rin pleased. Though he's not sure if the beauty of the sky is worth dealing with you.

"Doesn't count. I was training all morning."

"So was I."

"Indoors. You have the privileges of air conditioning." Rin recalls every club indoors; basketball, judo, and badminton. He knows it's not basketball because you weren't there when he met Rukawa. If it were judo you would've been wearing a different uniform to him. Which left badminton as the last option (not that it matters).

You don't yield. "Coach says no to air con anyways. Summer indoors without ventilation is worse."

"Not my problem. Badminton courts are miniature. Practically non existent in comparison to the field." Rin grows impatient, he's waiting for you to get bored and stay silent.

"How did you know I play badminton? Am I that popular already?" You cup your face and give him doe eyes; resembling the expression Bachira makes whenever he pleads. "You want my number?"

It takes a lot not to let out another 'ew'. "Of course n—"

"Itoshi." The teacher scolds, pausing the lesson as all eyes turn to the two of you at the back. Their livid authority silences the both of you. "Stop talking before I send you out in the corridor."

Rin opens his mouth to defend himself, to tell the teacher that you started the conversation. But it's too late, as they face the blackboard and resume the lesson.

"Yeah, Itoshi." You whisper, shit eating grin and mischief dancing in your eyes. You turn to your workbook before he can respond, acting as if you never spoke to him in the first place.

Rin's not sure if he'll survive the school year.

Today seemed to be getting worse by every second.

The moment the bell rang, Rin found himself sprinting out of the classroom, rushing past Isagi despite having the same destination of after school practice. The hours of the school day had felt like years instead, freedom felt like an eternity ago.

He can't help it when he was trapped with you, stuck at the back of the classroom with your random yet irritating conversations; even when he doesn't respond he still keeps getting scolded, he never misses the way you stifle a laugh with a trembling hand.

Rin had hoped after school practice would take his mind off things, yet he found everyone seated together on the field, distress evident within the atmosphere.

"The hell is going on here?" Rin's callous tone contrasts the rest of the group. Bachira and Isagi catch up to Rin, approaching him from behind; equally confused, though in a less aggressive manner. "Where's Ego?"

"He said something came up, so Reo and Nagi ditched." Kunigami responds, eyes wide with what seems to be stressed. "Either way, we're fucked. Like really badly."

Rin hasn't known Kunigami for long, but anyone can tell that he's resilient; body building takes great discipline and patience, and he doesn't cower in the face of challenge.

"What's wrong, Kunigamikinnikun? If it's us then nothing will be too hard." Silently, Rin agrees with Bachira's optimism. In middle school he defeated the top school in the district despite having such a lousy team. This time everyone's dedicated to the sport and his teammates are all capable.

"No— Bachira you don't get it—"

Shidou chokes back a laugh, so does Karasu and Otoya.

"It feels weird seeing Kunigami like this..." Isagi places his bag down and joins everyone on the ground. Bachira and Rin mimic the action. "So, what happened?"

With a sigh, Chigiri explains, "Our seniors just told us that we have to do somewhat well in school to participate in competitions."

"That's fine. Just pass art and PE." Isagi shrugs. "I'm sure you'll get it if you study a bit."

Chigiri's hand goes on Isagi's shoulder. "No, we have to pass everything. Otherwise no soccer for us."

"Really...?" Isagi looks like he's just been stabbed. "Never mind, Kunigami we are so screwed."

Shidou bites back another laugh, to the point he's beginning to shake with amusement. Karasu and Otoya don't even bother concealing their entertainment.

"Are you serious?" This was a genuine issue; Rin had the advantage of being bilingual but that only handles one subject. He hasn't paid any attention in class ever since primary, let alone have any comprehension of what the curriculum was like this term.

Shidou's eyes remain glued to Chigiri's attempts to console the other first years and Yukimiya trying to (politely) silence Otoya and Karasu's teasing. "Yeah. We're all just here for because it's our local high school, but it happens to care about academics."

"Then how did you participate in competitions?" Surely if Shidou could pass, then so could Rin.

Shidou shrugs "I'm good at biology. Science in general too."

"Highly doubt it."

"Shall I explain to you how babies are made?"

"No."

His refusal goes ignored. "When mummy and daddy love each other very much— it's different for me and your brother though, shall I explain that instead—?"

Rin objects; standing up and escaping Shidou's peculiar obsession with Sae, if only he could've went to school with his mother's surname instead.

"You'll be okay, it's not that hard." Yukimiya attempts to comfort Bachira and Isagi, who were still sulking over the bad news. "If I can do it, so can you. Even Shidou senpai could do it, multiple times."

Isagi has his head in his hands, seated at the bus stop next to Bachira. "Not everyone is a genius Yukimiya senpai. I don't even want to consider Shidou senpai human." That, Rin could agree with.

Practice today had gone well, surprisingly, even if there were multiple arguments and Rin almost found himself tempted to fistfight Shidou. But the adrenaline of soccer soon wore off, and now Isagi and Bachira were back to brooding.

Yukimiya doesn't give up comforting them. "I'm not a genius, just thirty minutes a day after school, revise everything you learnt in class."

"How am I supposed to do that—? I don't even remember what I ate for breakfast today." Bachira sounds like he's on the brink of insanity, in a miserable context rather than the usual energetic one.

Rin notices the sigh Yukimiya holds back. "Then 30 minutes of reading, it's a good start and your vocabulary will improve, whether it be fiction or non fiction. I'll recommend you a few, and lend you them."

"Yukimiya senpai." For once, Bachira sounds solemn.

"Yes?"

"How long is a full soccer match?"

"An hour and a half— ninety minutes."

"Exactly. Thirty minutes is a quarter of that—"

"Third. If it were a quarter it'd be a hundred and twenty minutes." Rin wasn't initially involved in the conversation, but he physically can't take hearing everything anymore; internally he's begging for the bus to hurry up; to get him home as soon as possible so he can start researching study schedules and compose one of his own.

His mother had gently asked him to try and think more positively throughout his time as a high schooler, he wanted to take her advice seriously, he really wanted to; but that's such a difficult task with how disorganised everything seemed to be.

Isagi pats Bachira on the back. "Working on your times tables is probably better. Not even I would get that wrong."

"Everyone says math is hard, including the smart kids, they make mistakes too—"

"Bachira, it's basic math."

"If you're struggling because of small mistakes then maybe practice exams will help you reduce them...?" It's impressive how Yukimiya hasn't given up yet.

Rin scoffs. "Don't bother, we've already devised strategies without him. I doubt we'll need him anyways."

"And this is why Sae is the better Itoshi."

Yeah, Rin hates high school.

MASTERLIST | TWO

pairing. itoshi rin x reader

synopsis. all itoshi rin ever wanted was a peaceful high school career, his plans go to ruin thanks to the school's badminton genius; entangling their lives— and emotions together.

contents. rivals to lovers, badminton player!reader, sports romance, fluff, high school au

taglist. @yuzurins, @silly-ez, @chigirizzz, @kaiserkisser, @h4nman, @yoimyas, @saetorinrin, @hxniplayz, @certaindreampost, @rroxii, @jar-03, @celestair, @satoruskitchenrag, @kaitfae — bold means i cannot tag you

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