ANGEL — xviii [she/her]. amateur writer. attached to the stars and moon. sae's sweetheart. rin's baby. sunarin's princess. lowercase always intended. clutter4ever. og wattpad warrior who transferred.
RULES — i am a sfw and nsfw blog so i don't really mind minors following me, but i do prefer if you dni with my nsfw posts. also this is a safe place, so hate comments will be ignored / deleted.
EXTRA — i'm not perfect at writing so i'm always down for helpful / constructive criticisms, just don't be completely rude. i am a VERY inconsistent poster, so i will apologize beforehand if i disappear for a while.. or forget/don't do part 2s.. 💔
YESES
- fem / afab ! reader
- i am chill w / a lot of stuff so.. 👀
MAYBES
- gn ! reader (however it will still have fem ! reader in mind but most of my work is done in second pov)
- idk lemme think lowk
cw: make out, friends kissing, cliche purple tongues man, hahapraisehaha nothing too graphic.. he does spit in your mouf tho and heavy petting (???? idk a better wrd/term). afab/fem!reader. second person pov, but mentions of boobs.
it wasn't rare for you and rin to sneak out—when your third year of high school felt too heavy. the two of you had been good friends for years, your persistence the only thing that managed for you to break through his walls. his message came as it usually did.
rinnie
you up? i'm craving a slurpee
you
ure so annoying. i'm coming down
he left the message on read as he always did, already standing outside of your house with his hoodie pulled up. the late hour continued to nip at any open skin. slipping into baggy sweatpants and rin's hoodie, you sneak out with ease.
you're mindful of the creaky floorboards, the doors that squeak, and the neighbors that lurk. by the time you get out, rin is already waiting outside, looking unbothered by the night's cold and focused entirely on his phone.
well, not entirely.
"finally," he huffs, tucking his phone into his pocket as he straightens up. "I nearly thought you fell back asleep."
"you probably would've just left me."
"probably."
you roll your eyes at his retort, a smile still on your features as you stand beside him. there's a slight breeze, nothing too intense, nothing that has you trembling.
after a few moments of walking to the nearest 7/11, your hands pat every pocket. your hoodie pocket, the ones at your sides in your sweatpants—nothing.
your stare barely meet rin's before he sighs.
"relax, i got it."
a reminder why you two are such good friends.
"i expected it anyway, broke ass."
at least for a moment.
"i'm not a fucking broke ass—"
he just steps ahead into the store, letting only the birds perched ahead judge you and your volume. feeling your jaw tighten in both annoyance and embarrassment, you follow after him, watching him get the red flavor.
"i have zero idea why you like the red one, the blue is superior"
"blue is basic, red also doesn't taste completely artificial."
"i don't know why you're complaining about the taste when you said you were craving it—"
"do you ever shut up?" he asks, yet there's a small smirk tugging on his features, amused. he caps the slurpee he made for you, leading as he heads towards the cashier.
the actual act of paying was easy and without any struggle. taking the drink and sticking your straw you, you slurp on the sweet drink. a nice treat despite the outrageous hour it currently was.
"thank you, rinnie," you mumble, swallowing whatever was in your mouth to bump shoulders with him.
he quietly hums, walking right beside you as he walks you home. he might've been an asshole, but he wasn't stupid enough to let you go back alone. the dim street lights don't provide much comfort, although, the constant presence of rin proves to be more of a balm than you thought.
nearing your familiar home, "wait, come in, lemme pay you back."
before he can shake his head, or dismiss your concerns, you're already tugging him along. he copies your careful steps, avoiding everything you do to ensure nobody catches either of you. walking towards your room at the very end of the hall, you slip in silently.
somehow, despite the taller man being both taller and heavier than you managed softer footsteps on your—interesting, right?
"where did i put my wallet..?" you murmur to yourself. setting aside your drink, sweat drips down the half-empty, paper cup, forming a ring around it.
rin's teal gaze trails after you, watching you fumble through your desk and all its compartments. your bag, and only a single ten yen coin slips out. rin smirks, sitting down on your mattress, staring at you.
"so it turns out.. i have zero idea where my wallet is.. haha.." you avert your eyes, awkward.
he was never the type to constantly demand payment for every little thing he bought you—however that didn't make you feel any less bad! yes, you teased rin about him spoiling you constantly, and whatever, but you always tried to pay him back or buy something else in return.
"you know you don't have to pay me back." he shrugs, quietly drinking his cherry red slurpee.
you frown, "i know, but i don't like.."
"me spoiling you?" he offers, setting aside his own drink on the nightstand. "if you want to pay me back so bad, then alright."
"i don't have any money.." you trail off, gesturing to your messy room.
"good thing i'm not asking for money," his voice is low, concentrated. like it was a limited source—and you thanked every entity that it wasn't. his voice was smooth in a way most guys in your grade weren't. it wasn't completely suave, not in the insincere manner.
the hand that once held his drink, reaching out to grab your chin, his eyes flitting around your features. he watches every reaction, how you wince slightly, how you hitch your breath due to his chilled fingers. before it finally stills on your parted lips, tinted a soft blue due to your drink.
he waits for a moment, searching for rejection, disgust, discomfort. and when he finds none? his head tilts, slowly pressing his own lips against yours. he moves in a slow motion.
it isn't rushed. meaningless. nor sloppy.
it's deliberate. passionate. and purposeful.
the tip of his tongue brushed your bottom lip, a silent request you would never deny. his free hand slides up your neck, to your hair, tangling into the soft locks and gently but firmly tugging.
a sweet gasp comes from you, and he takes that chance to deepen the kiss. if you had any misunderstandings about his intentions, they certainly melted from your brain. in fact, the only thing your brain could focus on for more than a fleeting moment was how he tasted, smelt, and moved in a rhythm the belied the times when he admitted he was inexperienced.
he pushes you down with control, settling between your legs to continue his ministrations. his hands remain where they are for a prolonged second, then the one gripping your chin slides down to rest on the curve of your waist. he squeezes the area, scoffing, "..perfect. so fucking perfect."
his mouth trails down your mouth kissing your chin and down your throat, lingering there to leave marks. ones your girl friends would certainly question.
"r-rin—!" you barely muffle your squeal when he bites down.
"that's not my name, say it correctly or i'll bite harder." his muffled words aren't a threat, they're more than that. it's an intentional warning.
"..rinnie.." you try again, slowly. tentatively.
he hums in acknowledgement, soothing the bite with a slow lap of his tongue. "..atta girl."
due to your limited focus, you completely forgot what you had initially called out to him for. so you just enjoy his attention, feeling the hand that once rested snugly on your waist goes beneath your—his?—hoodie, gently caressing the underside of your boob.
he tches, "braless in my hoodie.. could fuckin' tell when we went out. too cold for you, hm?"
your face remains warm, too warm that your room suddenly feels stuffy and suffocating.
when he detaches from your neck, you nearly tug him back down. already missing his scent and warmth despite him only pulling away for the briefest breath, and only inches away. moving his hand from your hair to your cheek, and the one beneath your hoodie comes up to cup your lower jaw, thumbing your plush bottom lip.
"open," he murmurs, observing your obedience. "so easy for me.."
his noted statement makes you want to scoff, maybe bite his thumb and storm out.. but you know better. and unfortunately, he does too.
he stares at your tongue now tinted a purple hue, that familiar lopsided smirk on his face, pressing his thumb in and against the wet muscle. gently pressing down, preventing you from closing your mouth, he leans in watching a fat glob of his saliva drip in your mouth.
pulling his thumb out, her shuts your lips for you.
"swallow."
his gaze takes in how your throat shifts due to the motion.
"good girl," he whispers, going back to your lips to continue kissing you until you were either kiss drunk, or you realized he was tired of being "just friends".
i do have a plan for a part 2 so yk if anyone wants it.. 👀 i also know japan doesn't have slurpees but come on.. also unedited haha
ᓚᘏᗢ – sae's management begging you to collab with sae (pt. 3) !
pt. 1 pt. 2
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@baller_enthuasiast
IS THIS MY KING??? IS THIS THE MOST EXPENSIVE MIDFIELDER??? HES STRUGGLING TO CHOP AN ONION I AM SCREAMING
10:15 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 3,4M Views
mitsuki
@yn_stan_101
the way y/n looked him dead in the eyes and said "whisk faster, patek boy, your 100 mil euro feet aren't helping you here" AND HE JUST WHISKED ... FASTER???? HE'S SO INCREDIBLY WHIPPED BOY YOU AINT SLICKKK LAWDDDDD IT'S SO OVER
11:32 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 19M Views
louis
@football_bro99
i used to hate y/n for the overpaid baller comments but watching her make sae itoshi eat raw garlic because he kept saying mediocre is the best content i've seen in 2026
10:45 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 203 Views
BLUE LOCK LEAKS
@bluelockleaks
[video clip]
the way his patek was glinting in the light while he was whisking eggs with a fork
9:19 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 1M Views
i <3 sae
@ilysaeitoshi
HE CHUCKLED. FOLKS!!!!! HE CHUCKLEDDDDDDDDDDDD OMLL Y/N L/N YOU HAVE SAVED THE NATION 🇯🇵🇯🇵🇯🇵🇯🇵🇯🇵🇯🇵🇯🇵🇯🇵
12:00 AM · Apr 8, 2026 · 6,7M Views
YN RISE
@ynprotectionsqd
y/n blushing in 4k after he told her "to be faster" ... girl. we saw that. you are freaked out.
7:46 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 104M Views
nia
@itoshifx
the eye contact during the garlic penalty was way too intense for a cooking show. why was he looking at her like she was the last ball in spain?? i'm done. enough. i've seen ENOUGHHHH our man is GONEEEE he is y/n's now
7:07 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 83M Views
leslie
@megumimybeloved
y/n. we saw you looking at his hands. stop ts. who EDITED THE VIDDDD LMFAOOO THEY WANT YOUR DOWNFALL GIRL RUN
7:51 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 64M Views
user
@arnoldheinissosexy
y/n: you're such a prick
sae: and you're mediocre at chopping
... ??? THEY ARE LITERALLY FLIRTING IN FRONT OF US??? AND OVER GARLIC TOO??? STOP???
8:32 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 67M Views
ray
@egoistray
i js saw someone tweeting smth like "who edited y/n's vid" girl. y/n is the one who edits them LOL
11:48 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 304 Views
(Liked by @ynski)
cat
@iloveyn
sae itoshi is fucking smirking. he likes verbal abuse. he's literally addicted to her meaningless insults I AM SOBBINGGGG SAE HAS A DEGRADING KINK. EVERYONE SAE HAS A DEGRADING KINK DJIOVKDFJSODKLF
9:59 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 600K Views
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sae x yn
@saefannr1
i've followed sae for 5 years and i've never seen him look more alive than when he was being bullied by a girl with a shovel-pan
8:10 PM · Apr 7, 2026 · 99 Views
boyfriend ! sae who sends you random reels that made him "inwardly" laugh, and thinks you'd enjoy them too.
boyfriend ! sae who, obviously spends most of his paycheck on you, but initiates smaller, matching things. you have a pandora bracelet of charms that sae buys you from places he visits—he has a replica, just a keychain version clipped to his sports bag.
boyfriend ! sae who buys mini bottles of your perfume, so your scent is always with him. (when he was with the Japan U-20 team, and they searched through his bag, the perfume was the only thing aiku didn't claim, all of them share the idea sae is somewhat feminine.)
boyfriend ! sae who prefers colognes that capture the scent of ocean salt, and fresh early mornings. he prefers it over the sharp, expensive colognes.
boyfriend ! sae who, without fail, will always take care of you when you're too tipsy to stand. he will wipe off your makeup after nights out, massage your sore feet after dancing in heels, help you bathe and brush your teeth. he also ensures you drink at least a glass of water before bed.
boyfriend ! sae who claims he's too apathetic for sappy, corny things. but he clips keychains you bought him on his bag, he wears the matching set of your pajamas when he's on the other side of the world, he pulls out your chair, holds the door open for you, and always ends the night with a kiss to your palm.
boyfriend ! sae who now requests for you to take two photos with your polaroid (rather than just one for you)—you got him hooked and he enjoys collecting them and putting the around his room.
boyfriend ! sae who might be awkward and unable to say exactly what you need, but after an argument, or you opening up about an insecurity, he'll write a letter or note for you to find, explaining everything he couldn't find and say in the moment. he knows you have a box full of his letters, and when he's alone, he goes through them.
boyfriend ! sae who lets you explain every new term from social media because he likes sneaking them into conversation, and watching your surprised reaction. (he called bunny a "tweeting bird" once, and you nearly laughed yourself to tears.)
boyfriend ! sae who typically lets you do whatever you want with his body—ponytails? get the hair ties. stickers? anywhere but his face, his skincare is expensive. drawing and waxing? be gentle. as mentioned before, since he's not the best at saying how he feels, he hopes you can recognize how much he loves you with how much he allows you to do.
boyfriend ! sae who is, funnily enough, not at all embarrassed by anything you call him. it could be in public, in front of the largest crowd, and you could call him the most "humiliating" thing, and he'd just smirk and rep that title. sae has never, and will never be ahsamed of being yours.
i knew he wasn't completely apathetic .. a reference to that interview and how he laughs "on the inside" ??? i love whatever's wrong w/him [completely unedited and read 😳]
cw: fast paced ??? idk i'd consider this strangers to lovers maybe not . sighhhhh.. ignore thr timedtamps pls
feat. rin itoshi. fem!reader
personal note: osrs do ygs prefer (name).. (y/n).. lmk frl pls 👀
yes i did this by texting myaeld and using actal instgram anf js editing it from there. p.s yes i haveb't updated my phone in like a century est me out or wtver
˚୨୧⋆。pro footballer rin itoshi x reader headcanons
pro footballer rin itoshi who has a scoring celebration that’s literally just your initials in the air. he does it without thinking now, muscle memory, fingers tracing the letters quick and sharp before he jogs back to position. his teammates tease him every time, nudging him like, “mate, you’re so gone for her it’s embarrassing.” rin just rolls his eyes and mutters, “shut up,” but he doesn’t stop doing it.
pro footballer rin itoshi who comes home after a match and doesn’t say a single word before collapsing onto you. he just walks in, drops his bag somewhere on the floor, and heads straight for you like he’s on autopilot. his face goes right into your neck, arms wrapped tight around your waist. if you ask, “big day?” he just hums and holds you closer.
pro footballer rin itoshi who asks you to move with him when he signs with a new club. he’s awkward about it, rehearsing the words in his head before blurting out, “come with me… please.” he even goes to your parents, standing stiffly in their living room as he says, “i’ll look after her. i promise.” he means every word.
pro footballer rin itoshi who spoils you absolutely rotten with his salary. you mention liking a bag once and suddenly it’s sitting on your bed with a little note that says “thought you’d want it.” your friends roll their eyes when you tell them, saying, “of course he did.” rin doesn’t care -- if you want something, he’ll get it.
pro footballer rin itoshi who keeps his life private, barely posting anything online. but once in a blue moon he’ll upload a photo of the two of you on holiday, usually something like you holding gelato or standing by the ocean. his fans lose their minds every time, commenting things like, “thank you y/n for getting this man to post.” rin pretends he doesn’t read the comments, but he does only because it has to do with you and smiles to himself.
pro footballer rin itoshi who always shows gratitude for your support. he thanks you constantly, even for small things like making him tea or watching his training clips. when he’s talking to teammates or staff, he’ll casually mention, “she moved her whole life for me,” like he still can’t believe it. whatever you choose your own career or supporting him he backs you without hesitation.
pro footballer rin itoshi who opens up to you about his brother, his fears, and the pressure he feels. he talks sheepishly, eyes down, like he’s scared you’ll think less of him. but you listen, and he slowly relaxes, leaning into you as he admits things he’s never said out loud. he trusts you with the parts of himself he hides from everyone else.
pro footballer rin itoshi who is the ultimate gentleman and only has eyes for you. he opens doors, carries your bags, and walks on the roadside without thinking. when someone tries to flirt with him, he just says, “i have a girlfriend,” in the flattest voice known to man. he loves you deeply, only you, and with a loyalty that never wavers.