WHAT is his problem oh my GODD
IM FUCKIN CRINE WHAT IS THIS 😭😭
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WHAT is his problem oh my GODD
IM FUCKIN CRINE WHAT IS THIS 😭😭
“get a load of this guy” ahh stance
Bunny Iglesias x Sae's Twin Sis! Reader
The media loved you because you know the soccer prodigy, Sae Itoshi, and happen to be his twin sister. All it took was one paparazzi photo of you and your twin brother walking down the street to go viral.
They found your social media account and are now building a management team to support you and attracting brand deals that want you as their logo. Yeah, it's crazy of what the media can do when they like someone.
You have been canceled a couple of times for being too honest and saying whatever comes to your mind but just like social media, everyone moves on and finds a way to love about you.
For example, you will have the most out-of-pocket comebacks when someone tries to make fun of you or your brothers. Your fan base does thirst traps of you on TikTok, from funny moments of what you will say or do.
Right now, you're getting popular again for defending your little brother, Rin, because a random soccer player tried to talk shit about him, but of course hes about to have his ego destroyed by you.
" Rin will never win, that's what he gets for thinking hes the bigger person in soccer. " brags the player as he tries to flex that hes a bad boy and a hard soccer player to defeat
Then a click shows you getting interviewed, all glammed up and having a pretty resting bitch face before you bruised that man's ego.
" I don't remember seeing him on the field or in the World Cup final game? "
BOOM
"The only position you know how to play is a benchwarmer."
ANOTHER BOOM
"Clearly Rin knows hes the bigger than the program, and bitch clearly YOU'RE the BIGGER person here from always being a bench warmer and gotten so comfortable that you don't know how to run or play soccer."
BOOM
So, pretty much you're the IT girl right now and have really high maintenance and standards.
Your twin, on the other hand, doesn't care as long as you're not in his way and yet here you are living in the same apartment, having the master bedroom for all your stuff.
He did not care one bit till the problem showed up on his phone, Bunny Iglesias SAYS [NAME] ITOSHI IS HIS ONLY TYPE. He was pissed, and for once, he acted like an overprotective brother and told you to avoid that lukewarm bastard.
Bunny Iglesias just knew he had to have you, so beautiful, confident, bitchy, and always brutally honest, he wants you to ruin his ego and make his life a living hell
Bunny Iglesias now started practicing in the same stadium as your twin brother, just to hope he can see you
Bunny Iglesias is disappointed to find out that Sae refuses you to go to his practice to attract more attention
Bunny Iglesias who finds out that you will be attending to the SOCCER GALA as Saes plus one and lets his PR team know that he will now go
Bunny Iglesias is interviewed by a reporter, says he can't wait to meet you, and gives his signature pose to the camera
Bunny Iglesias who was breathless when he saw you in that dress and the makeup/hair done so perfectly on you. The brand made sure that you and your twin matched outfits
Bunny Iglesias who was no better than any of the other soccer players, was when you were giving your cunty model walk to your reserved seats, the camera captured his heading following you as well as other players too
Bunny Iglesias smirked to himself when his table was a few numbers away from you and your twin
Bunny Iglesias waits, he doesn't rush to meet you yet, he just laughs at the soccer players who try to get your attention, some even try to make conversation with Sae, but of course your twin tells every single one of them to fuck off
Bunny Iglesias acts now when Sae was announced to head up to the stage, that seat was empty
Bunny Iglesias, who frowns in disgust when soccer player Michael Kaiser took the seat before him, sees him wrap one arm around your seat and the other taking your hand and giving it a kiss on the knuckles
Bunny Iglesias, whose fingertips were turning a bit white from the pressure he's putting on the table, sees Michael Kaiser whispering so close to your ear and his lips covered by your long red hair, then gives a glare when you return the conversation by whispering in his ear while covering your mouth to avoid the camera capturing your lips
You asked Michael to teach you German, so he was testing your learning skills by only speaking his mother's language and helping you pronounce and say it correctly
Bunny Iglesias who frowns even more when he sees that you giggled a bit while covering your smile from Michael's compliment on your German
Bunny Iglesias gets irritated by the many people in his way, from getting close to you
Bunny Iglesias secretly keeps an eye on you from afar and sees that you stepped out the back to get some fresh air from everyone
Bunny Iglesias seeing you're trying to bend down to fix your loose heel from falling, but the dress was to tight
Bunny Iglesias who smirked to himself, finally gets his chance
Bunny Iglesias greeted himself and offered to lend a hand
Bunny Iglesias compliments that pretty girls like you shouldn't have to fix a heel and that it's a man's job
Bunny Iglesias who makes you sit down as he softly kneels on one knee and guides your heel on his big, muscular thigh
Bunny Iglesias couldn't help but kiss your foot while making eye contact with you
Bunny Iglesias who smirks when you don't make a reaction, of course, you expect it for a man to kneel in front of you
Bunny Iglesias offers a hand when you stand up and thank him for the help
Bunny Iglesias didn't let go of your hand as he tried to court you
Bunny Iglesias who laughs to himself as your twin, comes to interrupt him from doing anything further and pushes off from you, standing in front of him
Bunny Iglesias laughs and simply says that he will see you later
Bunny Iglesias started following you on social media and liked your recent post, which featured your outfit and the caption was in German, so he translated it to which it said all dolled up
Bunny Iglesias commented, saying, "dolled up for me to court you," which blew up the internet, and before you know it, fans were making edits of you and Bunny Iglesias, even photoshopping Bunny into Kaiser's face when he was whispering into your ear, which he left a like on.
Bunny Iglesias who bumps into you as you are on your way to the hair salon, and deadass canceled his plans on his PR team, a man should 'carry your bags', which he offers
Bunny Iglesias who sits near you as you are getting your hair done and finally has a conversation with you
Bunny Iglesias tries his best to speak in Japanese, laughs at his face, and replies back in Spanish, saying,' You said that you like my brother.'
Bunny Iglesias laughs at himself from a slight embarrassment for saying that and compliments your Spanish, saying its so perfect like you
Bunny Iglesias who paid your hairstylist and left a PHAT tip for not kicking him out
Bunny Iglesias who courted you and tricked you into getting lunch with him alone in a private restaurant to get to know you better
That lunch date turned into a 3-hour conversation
Bunny Iglesias eyes never left yours as he noticed that you weren't going to reveal more about yourself, which Bunny says is fine because he will take you out on more dates to get to know you better
Bunny Iglesias takes you to a hill to watch the sunset fall, but like I said, his eyes never left you
Bunny Iglesias who played it smart and took his phone out to help you take your picture with the sunset, turned into a lecture of how terrible his photo skills are.
Bunny Iglesias walked you back into your apartment, because that's what real men do, and never let a woman walk home all by herself
Bunny Iglesias who simply asked a kiss on the cheek , in which you tilted your head a bit expecting him to ask for your number or something more in return
Bunny Iglesias closed the gap between you caging you against the door and himself lifting your head with one hand so you make eye contact with him
Bunny Iglesias who smirked a bit when you whispered so quietly," Is this the part where you kiss me "
Bunny Iglesias tilted his head and bent down a bit to kiss you so softly and slowly, but you opened the door and pulled back, preventing him from kissing you, and said maybe another day when he 'deserves it'
Bunny Iglesias, who smirked and laughed a bit and kissed your knuckles, said that he would wait till you're ready, and left when you went inside your apartment. It was like 11:23 pm
Bunny Iglesias smiles like an idiot because he wanted to kiss you so badly, but he fell right into your trap, and now he wants more
Bunny Iglesias posted one of the pictures he took of you on the hill, it's a blurry of you and him, no caption, just the post
That blew up and got over a million likes, and the internet went wild even more when you liked it and commented, saying you still stuck at taking pictures.
⭒ ITOSHI RIN ── MERCHANDISE
cw. gn reader. fluff ノ sfw. rin is a professional footballer in this. he has merchandise. inspired by the small rin plushie that i bought recently lol!
word count. around 750 words. ︵ ⊹ return to masterlist.
“Isn’t it cute they even got your frown right!”
Rin’s wearing that exact expression right now actually as his eyes sway back and forth in time with the small Rin-shaped plushie that you’re waving in his face.
You’d picked it up at the stadium earlier today and he had a feeling you were up to something when you were giddier than ever after the game. That, and you were wearing a mischievous sort of smile when you crawled up to Rin’s side on the cushions with your hand behind your back, and you were already giggling before you’d even revealed your new purchase.
It’s a stupid piece of merchandise, doesn’t look anything like him either (in his opinion) — but you look pretty pleased with yourself as you sit facing him on the couch and he can feel your feet wiggle their way beneath his thighs as a means to get closer.
“Tch,” Rin clicks his tongue and for a second the resemblance to the grumpy little plushie is uncanny. “Stop buying that shit, you didn’t have to buy it.”
“Ofcourse I did, it’s you! See—Mwa!”
You press a quick kiss to the plush fabric of little-Rin’s cheek and you can feel the way your boyfriend is staring opposite you before you even give him a glance. His brows are pulling handsomely into a frown that definitely bests the smaller one between your palms and you know better than anyone that it means he’s jealous.
“Stop that.” Rin huffs (almost pouts) when you giggle at him, but one of his hands reach out to wrap around the back of your calf to squeeze and you think he’s adorable anyway. It’s like he’s trying to win back your affection with the touch and you think it’s one of his cuter qualities.
You didn't mean to pull away.
It was just instinct.
Rin grabbed your wrist too tightly when you were trying to get up. And you flinched.
That was it, something inside him shattered.
"...Why did you do that?"
You freeze. His voice is low— almost calm. But his grip on your wrist don't ease.
"Did what?"
"You pulled away." His gaze lifts to yours, eyes wide, unreadable. "You've never done that before."
You try to smile. "You startled me, that's all."
But he isn't hearing you.
He gets up, steps closer, fingers curling tighter.
"...You're tired of me, aren't you?"
"What? No, Rin—"
"You don't touch me like you used to," he says, his voice rising just slightly. "You sleep so far away now. You always say you're busy. You look at other people like they matter more than me."
You reach for him gently. "Rin, I love you—"
"No you don't."
This time his voice cracks.
And you see it— behind the cold mask, the twisted anger, the biting jealousy:Loneliness.
Terror.
A kind of emptiness that has festered inside him for years.
He pulls you to his chest, arms wrapping around you so tight that it almost hurt.
"You don't get it," he whispers harshly. "I waited my whole fucking life to feel this... this safe. I don't know how to breathe without you anymore."
You try to look up, but his hand has already cradled your head.
"I hate that I love you like this," he hisses. "I hate that I shake when you're gone too long. That I lose my mind wondering who you're with. That every time you smile at someone else, I feel like killing them."
He burys his face in your neck. His voice is muffled, broken.
"Please don't leave me. I promise, I'll try to be good. I'll try not to scare you. Just... don't start pushing me away."
And that's when you realize—This isn't some spoiled obsession.
Rin is a boy who never learned softness.
Never had a home that hugged him back.Never knew what it meant to be held and not hurt. So now, he grips you like salvation.
And he breaks the second you pull away.
You stroke his hair gently and his entire body trembles.
"I'm here," you whisper. "I'm not going anywhere."
He nods. "...Just stay mine," he says softly, hugging you tighter. "Forever."
Rin behind closed doors is the cutest boyfriend what if before he’s going to train you accidentally forgot to kiss him goodbye and he’s sulking about that but too shy to admit that
You didn't notice it at first.
You were still half-asleep, wrapped in the blanket, scrolling Instagram when Rin grabbed his training bag. He hesitated by the door like he always does— waiting.
You just put the phone away and closed your eyes, mumbling, "Good luck at training,"
A beat.
Then the door clicked shut.
Too quiet.
You sit up a second later, realization hitting you like a brick.
You forgot.
To kiss him goodbye.
The only thing he looks forward to.
By the time Rin comes back, it's late afternoon. You hear the door open, the familiar sound of his shoes being kicked off, his bag dropped a little harder than usual.
You walk out to greet him with a smile.
"Hey—"
He walks right past you.
Not fast.
Not angry.
Just… pointedly ignoring you.
You blink. "Rin?"
"I'm going to shower."
His voice is flat. Too flat.
You follow him into the hallway. "Did something happen at training?"
"No."
"Did I do something?"
He stops walking and slowly, turns to look at you. "No," he says again. Then, quieter, "Why would you?"
You narrow your eyes. "Rin Itoshi, don't do that thing where you pretend you're fine when you're obviously not."
"I am fine."
"You didn't even look at me."
"I'm looking at you now."
"That doesn't count."
He clicks his tongue, clearly irritated—but not at you. At himself.
"Forget it."
You step closer. "Wait. Is this about this morning?"
He stiffens.
"...What about it."
You smile softly. "I forgot to kiss you goodbye."
Silence.
You reach for his sleeve, tugging it gently. "Rin."
He looks away. "It's not a big deal."
"Then why are you sulking?"
"I'm not sulking."
"You walked past me."
"I was tired."
"You didn't text me like you always do."
"...My phone died."
"You have a charger in the car."
"You're annoying."
You laugh quietly. "You waited at the door, didn't you?"
His jaw tightens.
"You were waiting for me to kiss you-"
"I wasn't waiting," he snaps, then immediately softens. "I just— expected it, since you do it everyday."
Your heart melts.
"I didn't even realize how much I look forward to it," he mutters. "All training I kept thinking... it felt wrong."
You step fully into his space now. "Why didn't you just say something?"
He finally looks at you, eyes sharp but vulnerable. "Because it sounds stupid."
"It doesn't."
'It does," he says firmly. "And I'm not a kid."
You cup his face gently. "You're my boyfriend."
His breath stutters.
"You always kiss me before I leave," he admits quietly. "Even when you're half asleep. Today you didn't. So I kept thinking I did something wrong."
Your heart aches.
"Oh, Rin..."
You lean in and press a soft kiss on his lips. Then another. Slower. Lingering.
"I'm sorry," you whisper. "I didn't mean to forget."
He doesn't move at first.
Then his hands grip your waist like he's been holding back all day. (He has)
"Don't forget again."
You smile against his lips. "Or what?"
He huffs, embarrassed. "I'll be distracted at training."
"That's supposed to scare me?"
"Yes."
You laugh and kiss him again, deeper this time. He melts instantly, kissing you back earnestly, hugging you tighter.
"I don't need much," he murmurs. "Just that. Before I leave. So I know I'm yours."
Your voice softens. "You always are."
He sighs and buries his face in your neck.
"Then kiss me properly tomorrow."
You grin. "Yes, sir."
"Don't tease me!"
"You're adorable."
His head snaps up, face red as he fake glares at you.
"I'm not—"
You cut him off with another kiss.
He doesn't argue this time, just kisses you back.
when you were five, you stole rin’s soccer ball.
you had no malicious intention, really. but rin didn’t realize that and ended up saying some nasty things (“you’re a stupid and annoying poo-head!”) to you, which ended up had you sobbing while you explained that you were really just cleaning the ball because of the grime and dirt on it. rin ended up feeling bad and buying you an ice cream.
when you were eight, you stole rin’s glances.
he was always looking at you, and even when he was supposed to look somewhere else, his eyes stayed on you. like a moth drawn to a flame, he followed you around. he hid when he got shy, blushed when he got caught, and smiled when you talked to him. the reason for it was simple: he realized that you were pretty and nice, and so he liked you.
when you were eleven, you stole rin’s breath.
when he looked at you, his heart would quicken, he would go red, and he almost stopped breathing every time. he always found his heart skipping a beat and his breath quickening to the point where they were non-existent whenever you smiled. he didn’t understand it, it was weird. he wanted to ask sae about it, but he had already left for spain, so rin just assumed he was sick.
when you were fourteen, you stole rin’s first kiss.
it was just experimental; you had seen so many other classmates have their first kiss, and you had to admit that you felt a bit jealous. you wanted to have your first kiss too, but you wanted to save it for someone special. rin, not wanting to see you upset, awkwardly muttered that he was fine with kissing you. he didn’t know how to word it correctly, but it ended up okay in the end. you were both inexperienced and didn’t know how to kiss properly, but it was only a short and soft kiss after all.
when you were seventeen, you stole rin’s heart.
at this point, with the (unwanted) advice from stupid isagi and bachira, rin finally realized that he fell deep down the rabbit hole of being in love. his heart felt like exploding when you touched him, even if it was something as ridiculous as your fingers brushing accidentally. whenever he sees you, in all your ethereal glory, cheering for him in a game, he feels like he can score 50 more goals. the media had never seen the cold and calculating itoshi rin act like this, although the paparazzi and journalists enjoy every moment of his soft look whenever his eyes land on you.
when you were twenty, you stole rin’s virginity.
self explanatory, although rin was surprised he ever got it taken in the first place. it was an awkward first time for the both of you, and although you both had little to no idea of how the hell you do it, you both pulled through. after the session, rin only seemed to fall for you even more. even after he turned into this cold and rude soccer obsessed person, you never left him, and now you’re here, in front of him, sleeping softly in his arms after doing the most intimate things two humans can do with each other.
when you were twenty-three, you stole rin’s last name.
it was a day of tears, love, and eternality. rin’s eyes gleamed with tears when he saw you in that snow white dress, looking like the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen and ever will see. hearing someone call you by his last name, seeing you laugh and talk with his mother, seeing you holding a pastel bouquet of flowers while walking to him, they were all rin’s dream aside from winning the world cup. the shared kiss had much more experience and passion than the one from nine years ago, and you almost cried knowing just that.
finally, when you were twenty-six, you stole rin’s genetics.
okay, maybe you didn’t. he sort of gave it to you in a way…but your kids sure stole his genetics. bright teal eyes, exceptionally long underlashes, and an undeniable passion for soccer. even at 3 months old, your daughter can’t sleep without holding a soccer ball. rin has never been happier, his soccer career at it’s peak, being with his beautiful wife and daughter, and not heaving to worry about you stealing everything else, because you had already stolen everything from him.
and rin prefers it that way.
Lost in Translation
Blue Lock! Micheal Kaiser x reader
He's been flirting with you for weeks... but you don't know German.
Warnings: Fluff; NOT PROOFREAD!!!
[Lost in Translation Series]
You weren’t supposed to talk to him.
That was the one rule you gave yourself when you started interning for Bastard München’s media department: don’t get distracted by the players.
They were larger-than-life athletes, practically demigods. You were a glorified assistant with a clipboard and a very temperamental laptop. You had no business even looking in Michael Kaiser’s direction.
And yet… there he was — golden-haired, star-eyed, and grinning at you like he’d just spotted his next favorite game.
“rin cmere…i want you to lie on my thighs.” you said, gesturing for him to come over where you sitting on the couch. he looked put off by the mere idea of it, clicking his tongue and giving you a firm shake of his head without even glancing in your direction.
“just come here, stop being stubborn already.”
“leave me alone yn.”
“i’ll stop eating your leftovers if you listen.”
now that got his attention, finally turning his head to look at you, cocking a skeptical brow at your offer, knowing how much you enjoyed eating his food to tick him off.
“promise?”
ragebaiting sae is the funniest thing in the world.
he doesn’t even realize you’re just messing with him.
‘sae,’ you’re sitting on the couch with him, your legs throw over his lap, you’re doomscrolling on social media and he’s rewatching some of his matches.
‘what.’ he doesn’t even so much as glance towards you, thinking you’re going to say some stupid shit anyways, which you totally are.
‘do you ever wish you were athletic?’ you ask him, face straight.
you see his expression twitch. ‘what do you mean.’ he says, voice stern. he can already feel the irritation bubbling inside him.
‘i said. do you wish-,’ ‘i know what you said.’ you’re trying not to laugh right now. he’s already getting fed up and it’s hilarious.
‘[name]. i play soccer for a fucking living. what do you mean ‘i wish i was athletic.’’ he turned towards you. his face showing no amusement at all.
‘i know, but—’ his attention was fully on you now, and oh boy was he pissed.
‘no buts. i get up at 6 am every single day to go practice, do a bunch of press interviews, go to the gym nearly every single day, and you’re asking me if i wish i was athletic? you’re also the one swooning over my muscles on the daily and asking for ‘bicep pics’ is this a stupid joke?’ his expression is dead serious. he’s not playing along, he’s genuinely pissed off.
you can’t hold in your laughter anymore, and burst out in a fit of laughter. your eyes watering from the intensity.
sae is so fucking confused why you’re laughing right now. is this another one of your stupid jokes?
‘sae! i didn’t— expect that- you’d, actually get this pissed!’ you half screamed through your fit of laughter. he runs a hand iver his face and sighs loudly.
he’s not even pissed anymore, just really disappointed in himself. his head is in his hands and elbows on his knees, really rethinking every life decision that got him to this point.
well it’s safe to say sae has been successfully ragebaited, and you’re definitely doing it again.
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: i’m sorry this is hilarious to me
kaiser ver | rin ver
i can't get over this sae itoshi, okay? i love sae itoshi, okay? im obsessed with sae itoshi, okay? sae itoshi is my life, okay? i can't live without sae itoshi, okay? sae itoshi is my everything, okay? i will go insane because of sae itoshi, okay? sae itoshi is my bf, okay? sae itoshi is my husband, okay? sae itoshi is mine, okay?
I SEE A PATTERN 😭
I DEFINITELY DID NOT WANT TO SEE A PATTERN
Reno's arc in a nutshell
From awkwardly pushing his crush to stay by his side...
(twice within the first 24 hours bc desperation when Reno Ichikawa is set on something, he's deadass abt it)