He Has Grown Attached Too Much He Failed To Imagine Playing Sports Alone (when In Fact He’s Done That

itoshi rin pro player hc because hes so !!!!

rin who always tries to enter silently to your house, afraid he'll wake you up because he'll be dammed if you ruin your sleep schedule because of him

rin who, contrary to popular belief, actually sorta enjoys pda. he likes showing off to the world that you're his partner, so if hes feeling jealous, he'll have no problem kissing you in front of an inane amount of paparazzi

rin who got you a hedgehog pet and now its your guys's son. his name is sonic.

rin who texts sae just to ask "when r you gonna get bitches lmao"

rin who has gotten so used to sleeping next to you that when he's away for a match he oats on the mattress and is dissappointed when your not there.

rin who refuses to let you pay. you're on a date and every time you try to split the bill he says "no."

rin who really enjoys being the little spoon for no reason at all.

rin who falls asleep watching any movie that isn't horror.

rin who takes an obnoxiously long time getting ready for a date.

rin who wants to propose but has no idea how to.

rin who has an abnormal alcohol resistance. this guy can drink 3 entire bottles of wine and not get drunk at ALL.

rin who rlly likes carrying you in bridal style.

rin whose favourite chore is washing the dishes.

rin who puts on his alarm 5 minutes earlier some times because he sometimes stares at you while you sleep, thinking you look pretty.

rin who gets WAY too invested in soap operas

rin who cooks every weekend

rin who likes playing with your hair

rin who adores hugging you from behind while you're washing the dishes

rin who just really loves you and wants to propose so bad but hes too nervous to do so. he'll get there one day 😔

rin who puts his fork into your plate and steals some of your food, without any shame.

rin who walks around the house shirtless. when you questioned him about it, he had no answer other than a shrug.

rin who is SO!(#^>#&@&#

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

bye

-🕺anon

i'm literally petitioning for you to write my fics for me. this is not a joke.

いとしりん　

##TOO FAR, AND NOW THE TRUST IS GONE.

↪ft. Kaiser

Arguements are normal in relationships. But when he gets way too heated to the point of hurting you—to the point where one could say they went too far, how does he act?

It's been how many minutes since the arguement had started, maybe you had spent a hundred minutes shouting at the top of your lungs, a few couple tears shed in the proccess. But no matter how long, it was clear that neither sides had plans to step down. The original topic by now, was long forgotten as harmful insults directed to one's insecurities were thrown haphzardly; carelessly reloading and shooting the bullet all over the place, desperate to hurt the other person even if only a little. Neither backs off, eager to clear their name, even if it meant harming the other's ego. And amidst the chaos that you and your dereast lover found yourselves in; Kaiser raises his arm, and he swings it—far enough to reach your cheeks and hurt it just enough.

Slap!

The sound resounds throughout the living room, and it grows deathly silent— the kind of silence where only the ragged breathing from the hours of shouting could be heard. A second, and then a minute passes, you cradle your now reddish cheek with tremblig hands as you shakily look up at Kaiser. And there, on his face, laid a fury that boiled his head and turned him to be someone unrecognizable. It hurts, you think ,thrice as much knowing that the look of fury, was directed at you.

The first of teardrops spills from your eyes and wets the ground underneath. The liquid clouds your vision, and you think you're partly greatful for it. Because then, you wouldn't have to see the way he looks at you with anger like no other. You look down, trying to calm down your shallow breaths, and as a result, you don't notice the way Kaiser looks the moment he clears his head atleast a little bit.

The feeling of his hand hitting something—or in this case, someone, is still apparent on his hand. He takes a few deep breaths, taking the chance to calm down and clear his head now that the quiet had arrived. From then on, he finally registers the way his hand is numb, and the small, yet not completely silent sobbing he hears from infront of him.

A horrified look takes form on his face when he finally puts the two and two together.

Oh, oh my god.

"I—mein schatz—I-I'm sorry" he stutters, stepping forward to come closer, but he freezes in place when he sees you flinch and cower away.

His heart shatters when he sees how you react, the trust you've placed in him just hours ago now all but gone as he went and did what he promised he won't.

Shit, he inwardly curses. He's really done it now hasn't he?

He kneels, down on his knees as he hugs your legs. "Mein schatz I'm sorry I-I don't know what came over me. M' sorry love please please forgive me" he pleads, begging for forgiveness, and it's funny. How easily he's doing the one thing he thought was an impossible task just hours ago. He would have done this earlier had he known this'd be the outcome of his stubborness.

Kaiser trembles—the first in years as he fears the growing possibility of you leaving him. His apologies are rushed and messy, but sincere nonetheless. Kaiser kneels, begging for forgiveness like a sinner who's done the most heinous crime—and maybe it isn't inacurrate. Because to have the nerve to actually hurt you, the one sent by the gods solely for him, was a crime punishable by death.

Kaiser pleads for forgiveness, but he doesn't expect you to accept them. Only that you'd stop your cries that he himself had caused. Because he thinks—firmly believes that you shouldn't waste your tears for sinners like him; for someone like him.

It's unreal, how easily he's forgotten his ego when it comes to you. But he thinks it's perfectly valid. Because while he is the king, you are the angel he seeks comfort and power of, the one whom he takes his strength from. And now, because of his painfully human parts, he's gone and hurt the one person he's held dear.

Kaiser begs for you to stop crying, to do nothing but rest as he picks up the broken shards of trust, to stay with him—as greedy as that might be—as he clumsily tries to put it all back together. You needn't waste your tears, nor should you trouble yourself with trying to put it all back, because he'll do it himself, for it was him that broke it—and thus, it should be him that fixes it too.

↪ooc?? Yea i think, huhahahahahah

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high school au genshin scenarios [ part two ]

[ author's note ] : yes i actually have my literature paper, two maths papers, the physics paper and my french reading over the course of next week. and here i am feeding you deprived souls instead of memorising macbeth quotes. these are more class oriented so have fun. also not editted bc we die like men. pls tell me of any mistakes you find tho <333

alhaitham ended up as your lab partner for biology and physics and sometimes you really do wonder how the hell you've managed to strangle your sense of reason and rationality into not escaping your brain with the first five minutes of this whole experience. he's cut-throat about how you drew the cells you saw under the microscope, he makes, he passes you the most subtly smug look whenever he sees you screw up with the test-tube labelling, he doesn't ever reply to the small notes you pass him in class as an attempt to befriend him, he doesn't appreciate you when you finally get a difficult practical right all on your own. you'd rate him a -0.5/10 had you not come across all the small notes you'd ever given him tucked safely into the back of his biology notes. or the fact that his ears turned the slightest tinge of red whenever you leant over to copy his answers.

kaveh always messes up with his deadlines, so being his partner for the photography project was quite the run. you had to constantly keep reminding him when which part of the final piece was supposed to have been completed by him. you observed he was lovely company, just horribly scatterbrained, after countless times of spending your lunch with him to get him to complete the last bits of editting. his creativity, you had to admit, put your entire work and dedication to shame. but he always said that your handwriting and organisation was something that all of his imagination could never hope to compensate for. you just kept taking his compliments as nothing more than friendly appreciation, until you found the photographs he'd used you as the model for adorned with little flowers and... pink hearts. what was most notable was that behind the photo, in his scrawny and tilted handwriting, were the words "i love you.

tighnari actually ended up saving your life with the maths midterm exam. with all the other subjects and coursework already heavy on your brain, maths had completely escaped your thought. finding him the library while trying to cram the last bits of trigonometric functions and the sine rule into your head was a literal blessing from god. he saw you struggling so badly, but you'd take the pity for now. bless him, he was so patient while explaining the calculations to you and he didn't rush you for your answers even once. and it was all due to him that you managed to achieve a score you were proud of. in all your excitement after getting your score, you ran up to him and tackled him into the tightest hug while blabbering out how amazing you had ended up doing. and of course, being the complete idiot you were, care for personal space had kinda jumped out the window. mortified when you realised it, you immediately released him with a new string of apologies dashing out your mouth. he just turned his head away and pressed his hand against your face... to prevent you from looking at him. because he'd never want you to know just how fast his heart was pouding against his chest or how red his face had turned. there was a time and place for everything, after all.

cyno was someone you found yourself to be really proud to be friends with, because being brutally honest, he had the social skills of a scarab. it was all because of the seating arrangements in your history and law classes coincidentally had you next to him. it was refreshing to be able to have fruitful discussions with him, since he had more brains that the entire class combined. occasionally, he'd throw in a random joke after a while of being your deskmate, and you always laughed. not because of how funny they were, because they were the farthest thing someone could get from funny, but due to how he said such bad and cringey jokes with a perfectly face. and after a while, he'd started throwing in jokes like "if you were a fruit, you'd be a fine-apple" or "if i were a gardener, you'd be my hoe," to which you didn't only lose your shit laughing, but lost track of how such corny jokes made your face go such a ridiculous shade of red.

Light

cw: angst, checkmate references, implied character death, wrong capitalization but bare with me

word count: 347 words

author note: this is from leo’s pov and it might be ooc help

written by: mod ritsu❄️

the day I met you…it’s like the sun finally shined its light on me…

we were similar in nature, too similar in fact.

your smile brought light into my day as if reaching out your hand to me so that we could run together on the bright sunny day.

you’ve always said the same thing about me, how me and my songs “saved” you.

I really didn’t understand what you meant then, and I don’t think I ever will understand what you mean now, or ever actually.

but back then it didn’t matter-you gave me warmth, and I returned it.

but since we’re so similar…we were bound to dig each other’s graves.

I was so focused on myself and how I hurt everyone that I deprived you of your light.

yet you never stopped giving me your warmth.

you kept giving and giving even though there was nothing to receive back.

you kept giving and giving until you burned yourself out.

you kept giving and giving until your light disappeared completely.

I couldn’t save you.

pathetic isn’t it? a knight unable to save someone he swore his loyalty to.

I wonder, would you be ashamed to look at me now?

hey! tell me how i “saved” you? unlike Sena or Tenshi I’m stupid, you see!

so tell me! I know it’s selfish to ask since, in the end, I couldn’t save you or anyone, but how do I make someone smile for just a bit longer?

what can I do to see you smile again?

but no matter how much I ask you won’t ever respond to me ever again, will you?

it’s cruel you know, giving me so much light then depriving me of it forever!

wahaha! this is all your fault!

…who am I kidding. it’s my fault. I couldn’t save you. I couldn’t save anyone.

I wish I wasn’t also the sun…maybe if I was the moon I could have reflected the light back to you.

but if it’s even possible…if we meet again, could you please shine your light upon me once more?

Nearly every motherfucker in blue lock is still in there because they met Insufferable Bastard Isagi Yoichi and suddenly their secondary life objective next to "become the world's best striker" is to Beat this Bitch Up

Bloody nose - { Rin, Sae, Nagi }

You get elbowed in the nose at their game.

rin itoshi

you were sitting in the VIP section scrolling through your phone during a break not noticing the the couple arguing right next to you. apparently the kiss cam showed up and focused on the wrong couple so they were now arguing and the guy next to you was waving his arms around being obnoxiously loud when his hand knocked your phone out of your hands. you bent down to pick it up seeing the cracks on the phone and as you were coming back up his elbow came back and hit you square in your nose.

you fell back onto the ground holding your nose in pain. the man didn’t even realize what he did because he was so busy arguing with his girlfriend. thankfully the man that was sitting behind you yelled at the guy for hitting you which ended up with them two fighting each other. it was a big mess and to make it worse your nose started to bleed. the blood was dripping onto your clothes along with unwanted tears and before you could figure out what to do a pair of hands were cupping your face forcing you to look up.

before being forced to look at the sky you caught a glimpse of Rin. he had ran across the field after seeing you fall onto the ground. the cameraman was so nosey that the whole incident was being filmed on the big screens. “are you okay? y/n? speak to me.” his hand stayed pressed against your cheek while he used his sleeve to clean up the blood from your nose. “I-I’m okay.”

he let out a low sigh then focused his attention towards the man who elbowed you. everyone at that point had gotten quiet and we’re watching the two of you interact. as the medical team finally arrived he covered your ears even though you could still hear and spoke threatening words towards the man, “you hit my girlfriend you prick. if I would’ve gotten here sooner you’d be gone already.” he removed his hands and grabbed your arms leading towards the tunnel so that the medical team could check you out.

“i will be fine. go finish the game, I will be right here when you get back.” he kissed your cheek and ran back into the field to finish his game.

sae itoshi

the moment sae saw you get elbowed in the face seemingly for something you didn’t do he calmly jogged over towards you and climbed up the railings to get to you. he stood infront of you gently gripping the bottom of your chin to get a better look at your nose.

he turned towards the man who was standing protectively infront of his wife, the one who elbowed you. “get your dog before I get her for you. lay a finger on my girlfriend again I’ll make sure you two personally will never step foot in a soccer stadium ever again-” “sae…” he turned hearing your voice watching as you held the back of your hand up to your nose.

the blood was flowing and it wasn’t stopping anytime soon, he held onto your elbows while calling for the medical team to come and check you out. his gaze lingered back to you and he just felt horrible for what happened. you rarely get the chance to come to his games and when you do you end up getting hurt.

when the medics finally arrived he kissed your forehead and shot the husband a nasty glare one last time before returning back to the field to finish his game. make no mistake though, the couple were banned from EVERY stadium in the country. he never told you because you’d be upset with him, he was just worried is all.

nagi seishiro

nagi had never moved to fast in his life and at a quick pace too. jumping over the railings he bent down onto his knees holding the tissue you had up to your nose watching your blood soak the napkin because of your injury. “where did they go?” looking up the two that were occupying the seats next to you were long gone and the only thing you were focused on was your painfully bleeding nose.

his hand rubbed along your back to calm you down while pressing soothing kisses on your head. he could feel your body shaking because of how scared you were. you suddenly got elbowed out of nowhere and because of your laid back non violent personality he knew you were on the verge of breaking down.

he was pissed, really pissed but he wasn’t going to show it because he knew you needed him right now. and this was your first time watching him play too.

nagi did not go back to his game, they still won without him but if anything you were more important. the two of you sat down in the seats as he had his arms wrapped around you and forced you to lean your head back so that no more blood would come out.

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