aïa

⤷ alaïa. 20s. she/her. student. transylvanian. virgo. i post sfw but i may post nsfw too so minors dni.

BLLK GUYS IN LOVE ISLAND

rin itoshi — he’s the guy you couple up with on day one, and somehow, you two never look back. from the start, you’re the strongest couple in the villa, the ones everyone else quietly watches, either rooting for or secretly intimidated by. casa amor? he’s not even tempted. doesn’t entertain a single conversation. it’s always been you. sure, you argue. you clash. he’s quiet and sharp tongued, and you’re not afraid to call him out, but you both know where home is. no matter what, he sleeps next to you. he picks you. every single time.

sae itoshi — sae comes in as a bombshell, and even though you’re already coupled up, he doesn’t seem to care—calm, unreadable, and clearly only interested in you. he pulls you for chats mid-conversation like it’s nothing, never raises his voice, never begs for attention, just waits for you to look his way. at first, you don’t entertain it out of respect, but your current guy starts getting jealous, acting out, and making it easier for you to check out. by the next recoupling, you’re standing next to sae. the people at home go from hating him to fully obsessed after one quiet “you look better with me” moment on the terrace.

oliver aiku — oliver is the guy who explores every connection in the villa. he came in as a bombshell and shook things up from day one. when you two coupled up, it started as more of a truce, you both didn’t have many other options. it wasn’t exclusive at first; he even explored a connection with another girl in casa amor and brought her back, but you did the same, so it was all good. over time, what started as friendship slowly turned into something more, that classic friends-to-lovers vibe. in the end, you two made it all the way to the finale together.

kunigami rensuke — he was a casa amor guy, and since you weren’t coupled up when it started, you were free game, and so was he. you were drawn to how gentlemanly and grounded he was, though maybe a little too careful at first. it almost felt like something was missing between you. that changed fast after the first challenge, when he had you off your feet and suddenly everything clicked. of course you brought him back to the villa, and you two quickly became a fan favorite for how soft and steady the vibe was. you ended up finishing second, but it felt like a win anyway.

nagi seishiro — another og boy, and honestly, it was a surprise he even signed up for the show. every time the camera panned to him, he was just by the pool, half-asleep. the conversations he had with the other islanders were dry at best, and he was on the brink of being sent home, both the islanders and the viewers growing tired of how little he was giving. that is, until you walked in as a bombshell. suddenly, he was (kinda) making you breakfast, pulling you for chats, and somehow already sleeping in your bed before the next recoupling even happened. the guy who almost got sent home in week one made it all the way to the finale, mostly because of you and the quiet strength you brought out in him.

barou shoei — yeah, you two definitely went at each other’s throats every few days. you came in on day two and have been coupled up ever since. every challenge pushed new boundaries in your relationship, and you had those moments wondering if maybe you’d find a better match. it wasn’t like he wasn’t chatting up other girls either. then casa amor came around, and even though you both thought the other would come back with someone else, you showed up single. that surprise only made your connection stronger and warmed the viewers’ hearts, getting you both into the finale.

summary; rin starts dating you, only to find out you’re isagi’s cousin — cue the chaos

characters; rin x reader, isagi x cousin!reader

a/n; this was inspired by a request i got, and i had so much fun making it! hope you all enjoy it as much as i did. also, let me know if you can guess which sitcom the conversation in the last ss is based on!

summary; you never imagined your day would be spent picking lice out of your hair, but here we are

characters; isagi, bachira, rin, sae, chigiri, barou, nagi, reo, oliver

a/n; i was watching this girl on tiktok who works at a lice clinic and i thought why not lmao my head’s starting to itch rn ngl :/// also give me smau requests! it can be bllk or jjk idm

you thought the breakup was civil, but your ex? not so much. turns out, he’s got a petty side that you never knew existed.

when you and bachira broke up, you thought it ended on good terms. so when you told him to come pick up his things, you didn’t think much of it—until the next morning, when you went to grab a pair of socks and realized not a single one had a matching pair. you searched everywhere, convinced you had just misplaced them, until it finally hit you—he took every single match just to mess with you.

you ended things with sendou because you wanted to focus on yourself, and he was surprisingly understanding, claiming he needed to focus on his career too. he didn’t unfollow you on social media, liking your stories occasionally, but every now and then he’d post something like, “some people really fumble blessings 😴,” and you couldn’t help but wonder if it was aimed at you.

nagi never bothered to remove you from his streaming accounts, but he’d definitely mess with your watchlist. he’d delete whatever you were watching, leaving you to start over, and change your profile name to something like “not your personal account” or “who’s watching this?”— petty, but it was hard not to laugh.

after the breakup, sae would randomly venmo you $0.01 with the memo “for the emotional damage,” like it was the most casual thing in the world. you’d get a notification, and it was always the same—just one cent, but the audacity behind it had you questioning whether he was trolling you or genuinely trying to make a point.

you knew chigiri was petty, you saw that throughout the course of your relationship, but the difference was it was never aimed at you. until now. your friend had sent you a screenshot of chigiri’s instagram post — he was at your favorite hidden cafe, the one you’d always kept to yourself. the caption read, “new favorite spot.” you stared at the post, your heart sinking, knowing full well that with his big following, the cafe would be swarming with people now. seriously, chigiri?

you always knew why your relationship with oliver didn’t last—you deserved better. so, when you found someone who made you feel like you were their only one, you went public with it, sharing it proudly on instagram. as for oliver? he reacted to your post with a 😂.

when shidou saw your new boyfriend signed up for a marathon, he didn’t hesitate. he signed up too, made sure to get the best time, and posted a picture of himself crossing the finish line with the caption, ‘beat that’ — just to make sure you knew who really came out on top.

you’ve been getting really into rock climbing lately, feeling proud of your progress, and next thing you know, rin shows up at the climbing gym, acting like he’s been climbing for years. he casually scales the hardest wall with ease, while you’re still trying to figure out how to not fall on your face. he doesn’t smile, just watches you struggle with that intense stare of his, making it clear he’s here to outdo you at your own hobby. now, every time you go, he’s there, silently trying to one-up your climbs.

you always begged barou to stop styling his hair the same way and just let it fall naturally, but he’d never listen. after the breakup, you scrolled through his stories, and there it was—a picture of him with his hair exactly how you always wanted it. no caption, just him casually showing off the thing you’d asked for all along.

isagi keeps liking every single post you make, even the ones about your new relationship, but he’s always the last to do it. he’ll wait just long enough for you to see it, but not so long that it seems like he forgot—just enough to make sure you know he’s still watching.

do you know that tiktok sound where it’s like “give me a hug i need this” ?😭😭i was wondering if you could do that w the bllk boys. where reader is js being clingy and they are soo over it

RIN —

rin was sitting on the edge of the couch, as far away from you as possible. you’d been breathing down his neck all day, following him everywhere—even to the bathroom—begging him to let you hold his hand while he did his business. it was the first day in weeks that you both had off, and you were determined to make the most of it.

“you know what would really help me right now?” you said, tilting your head dramatically.

silence.

he didn’t even acknowledge you, staring straight ahead like if he just stayed still enough, you’d lose interest and leave him alone.

undeterred, you scooted closer, a teasing lilt in your voice. “if you were wondering, the answer is a hug.”

as soon as the words left your mouth, you reached for him, arms outstretched, but rin was quicker. he shifted away, pressing himself against the armrest like it would somehow swallow him whole.

“absolutely not,” he muttered, eyes narrowing as he shot you a wary glance.

but you weren’t giving up that easily. with a grin, you lunged forward, wrapping your arms around his waist before he could escape. he let out a sharp exhale, stiffening under your touch.

“just one,” you bargained, squeezing him tighter. “you act like i’m asking for a kidney.”

rin sighed, his muscles slowly relaxing, though you could still feel the reluctance radiating off of him. “feels like it,” he grumbled, but he made no effort to pull away.

you fell first, but he fell harder → you were the first to catch feelings, drawn to isagi even when he was too focused on football to notice. to him, you were always just there—cheering him on, believing in him, never wavering. but the moment he realized it? the moment he looked back and saw just how much you’d been by his side, how effortlessly you fit into his life? yeah, he fell—and he fell hard.

you fell first, you fell harder → unlike isagi, sae wasn’t oblivious—he knew you had feelings for him. how could he not, when your eyes always searched for him the moment you walked into a room? but what you didn’t expect was just how deeply you’d fall. the second he let you in, when he started giving you the part of him that wasn’t consumed by football, it was over for you. because having even half of sae’s undivided attention felt like the whole world.

he fell first, he fell harder → this one was obvious for reo. the moment he realized he had feelings for you, there was no going back—suddenly, you were everywhere, in every thought, in every plan for the future. he spoiled you without a second thought, always looking for ways to keep you close, making sure you never needed anything—except him. but he fell even harder when he realized it wasn’t just about wanting you around, it was needing you, in a way that nothing else—not money, not success—had ever made him feel before.

he fell first, you fell harder → bachira was drawn to you from the start—not many people looked at him the way you did, without a hint of judgment, just understanding. you never thought he was weird, never made him feel like he had to tone himself down. so, of course, he got attached, following you around like it was the most natural thing in the world. but you were the one who fell harder. because at some point, it stopped being just endearing—it became something more, something deeper. his warmth, his energy, the way he made you feel like the most important person in the world? yeah, that’s when you knew you were done for.

you fell first, he fell harder → maybe it was a little shallow, but you couldn’t help it—you fell for chigiri the moment you saw him. the way he carried himself, the quiet confidence, the effortless grace. he was mesmerizing. but for him? love was something distant, something he never thought too much about. yet, before he knew it, you had become a constant in his life, someone who saw him for more than just his talent or his looks. and that’s when he realized—he wasn’t just drawn to you, he was completely, utterly falling.

you fell first, you fell harder → i think this one was obvious. i don’t think i see nagi putting a lot of effort into a relationship; he couldn’t even tell (or maybe he didn’t care) about the signals you were giving him. the only reason you two got together was because he was pushed by his friend to give you a chance. but over time, things began to change. you fell harder, but nagi? he started to open up, little by little, realizing that maybe, just maybe, having someone like you by his side wasn’t so bad. it was a slow burn, but in the end, he found himself giving more than he ever expected, and for once, it was something real.

note; this is so unserious i’m so sorry i just saw this tiktok and i couldn’t stop thinking about it

✰ sae;

sae was on his laptop when you walked in, back turned to you, fully focused on whatever he was doing. still, he let out a lazy “hm?”, already knowing you had something to ask.

“sae, are you busy?”

“what do you think?” he replied flatly, fingers never slowing on the keyboard.

“can i get an, um, an—” you hesitated, glancing around the room he had meticulously decorated with his trophies and, of course, that framed picture of a random family you bought from the store. the one you refused to let him throw out.

“can you get what?” he sighed, clearly regretting acknowledging you at all.

you were practically breathing down his neck at this point.

“um, an, ummm—”

he stopped typing. slowly, he turned to look at you, eyes narrowing in a mix of concern and exasperation.

“are you having a stroke?”

“no, but can i—”

“get out.” he cut you off immediately, already turning back to his screen.

✰ rin;

you really couldn’t have picked a worse time to bother your boyfriend. rin was watching a recording of his last match for the third time today, pen in hand, scribbling down notes on everything he thought needed improvement. he’d already told you not to distract him unless it was important, but you were bored, and frankly, watching him rewatch the same match over and over again was starting to get on your nerves.

“rin, where’s the—” you started, then immediately got distracted by your phone.

he didn’t respond. you knew he heard you—his ears practically twitched like a cat’s at any sudden noise—but he refused to acknowledge you.

“where could it be…?” you mumbled dramatically, glancing around the room despite not actually searching for anything. when he continued to ignore you, you nudged him with your foot.

rin let out a sharp exhale, finally pausing the match. “what are you looking for?”

“the, um—” you trailed off, and that was all he needed to confirm that you weren’t looking for anything at all. you were still wrapped up in your blanket, pillows stacked comfortably beside you, phone in hand—exactly how he’d last seen you when the match started.

he stared at you, unimpressed. then, in the flattest tone imaginable, he said, “it’s in the pile of attention you’re not getting.”

✰ barou;

barou was on cleaning duty today—just like every other day. at some point, you had given up on trying to help. not because you didn’t want to, but because he was insufferable about it. if you so much as held a mop the wrong way, he’d be right there, arms crossed, judging you like you committed a crime. so, you learned it was best to just stay out of his way.

he was vacuuming the living room when you walked in, motioning for him to turn it off. barou exhaled sharply, clearly annoyed, but still switched it off. “what now? are you done with the laundry?”

you hadn’t even started. “no, but i need to get the, um..” you trailed off, pressing a hand to your temple as if the word was on the tip of your tongue.

barou stared at you, unimpressed. “the what?”

you hummed like you were deep in thought, tilting your head and tapping your chin for extra effect. barou’s eyes narrowed.

“take your time,” he deadpanned. “it’s not like i’m busy or anything.”

you pursed your lips, pretending to concentrate even harder. his jaw ticked.

without another word, he turned the vacuum back on, the loud hum drowning you out entirely.

✰ isagi;

it was 6 a.m., and isagi was up, already getting ready to leave for training. today was one of those days where he had to get there at an early hour, barely having any sleep.

you, however, were still half asleep but decided it was the perfect time for a little prank.

“before you leave, make sure to get me the, um…” you trailed off, deliberately leaving him hanging.

even though he was exhausted, isagi immediately perked up, giving you his full attention despite how sleepy he was. “huh? the what?” he asked, blinking at you.

“um..” you repeated, dragging it out, still refusing to finish your sentence.

he waited patiently, his head tilting slightly as he tried to figure out what you meant. “yeah? what is it?”

you could tell he was still too sleepy to realize what was happening, his brows furrowing ever so slightly as he waited for you to continue.

“…huh?” he said again, letting out a soft chuckle, still too sweet to get annoyed, even when you weren’t giving him an answer. “what do you need?”

you stayed quiet, holding back a laugh as he looked at you with nothing but pure confusion.

after a few seconds, he let out a small sigh, rubbing his eyes. “wait, are you just messing with me?” he finally asked, his voice soft and amused.

you grinned. “maybe.”

he laughed under his breath, shaking his head. “you’re lucky i’m too tired to do anything about this,” he said, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “but i’ll get you back for this, just wait.”

“sure you will,” you teased, watching as he leaned down to press a quick kiss to your forehead before heading out the door.

even half-asleep, he was still the sweetest.

i don’t really like how this one turned out but i hope it’s ok :’)

“let me finish my—” you hung up the phone the moment you heard shidou’s voice on the other end.

it had been almost a month since you broke up with him—almost a month since he embarrassed you in front of your friends, picking a fight with your best friend’s boyfriend and getting you both kicked out of your favorite restaurant, banned from ever coming back. that night, he swore he’d never do something like that again, promised he’d behave, for you.

only to turn around and start an argument with the barista at a coffee shop just for wishing you a good day. he didn’t throw a punch, so you’d give him that—but he did make the poor guy cry.

so ever since then he’s been trying to win you back, ordering food to your place, leaving flowers at your job, and honestly you thought that was sweet, until you heard he called the guard at your workplace insults on his way back.

you sighed, tossing your phone onto the couch and pinching the bridge of your nose. shidou never did anything halfway—whether it was love or chaos, he threw himself in headfirst, dragging everyone along for the ride.

a knock at your door pulled you from your thoughts. you already knew who it was.

“go home, shidou.”

“nah.”

of course.

another knock, more insistent this time. “c’mon, babe, you’re really gonna leave me out here?”

“yes.”

“cold,” he muttered, but you could hear the grin in his voice.

you rolled your eyes but still found yourself walking to the door, arms crossed as you opened it just a crack. and there he was, standing in the dim light of the hallway, his usual cocky smirk in place—but there was something else too, something more desperate in the way his eyes searched your face.

“i don’t wanna fight,” he said, raising his hands in mock surrender. “just let me talk.”

you exhaled sharply, stepping back to let him in. he didn’t waste a second, slipping inside like he belonged there—because, for a long time, he did.

he turned to face you, running a hand through his hair. “look, i know i fucked up.”

“which time?”

he let out a short laugh, but it lacked his usual arrogance. “fair.”

silence settled between you, heavy and uncertain.

“…i just don’t get why you’re so mad.”

your eyes snapped to his. seriously?

“shidou, you got me banned from my favorite restaurant, made a barista cry, and insulted the guard at my job—”

“he was being a dick first.”

“—and you don’t get why i’m mad?”

he stared at you for a moment, then sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “i just.. i don’t like people getting too close to you.”

you scoffed. “so your solution is to pick a fight with every guy who so much as looks at me?”

he shrugged, unbothered. “yeah, kinda.”

you wanted to strangle him. but more than that, you wanted to kiss him. and that was the real problem.

“you can’t just act like an asshole and expect me to take you back.”

“then tell me what to do,” he said, stepping closer, his voice softer now. “tell me how to fix it.”

your breath hitched. because the thing about shidou was that, despite everything, despite his impulsiveness and reckless mouth, he meant it. when he loved, he loved.

“start by apologizing.”

he smirked. “for what, exactly?”

you shoved his shoulder. “shidou.”

“alright, alright,” he laughed, catching your wrist before you could push him again. “i’m sorry, okay? for real.”

his grip on your wrist loosened, but he didn’t let go. and maybe, just maybe, you didn’t want him to.

shidou watched you closely, his usual cocky grin flickering, just for a second, into something softer. something almost nervous.

“so? that enough, or do i gotta get on my knees?” he teased, but there was an edge to it—like he’d actually do it if you told him to.

you bit the inside of your cheek, fighting back a smirk. “hmm, tempting.”

his brows lifted. “oh? you like the idea of me begging?”

“maybe,” you hummed, pulling your hand from his grasp and stepping back, just to make him sweat a little. “depends how bad you want me back.”

shidou groaned, dragging a hand down his face before flashing you a lopsided grin. “babe, c’mon—i already said sorry. i even brought flowers.”

“and called my workplace security a dumbass on the way out,” you reminded him.

he opened his mouth, then shut it, knowing you had him there.

you sighed, pretending to think it over. “i don’t know, shidou. i think you need to suffer a little more.”

he narrowed his eyes at you. “suffer?”

“mhm.” you leaned against the counter, feigning innocence. “if you really want me back, you better make it good.”

for once, shidou was quiet, watching you like he was trying to figure out your next move. then, just as quickly, his smirk returned.

“alright, fine,” he said, stepping closer until there was barely any space between you. “how ‘bout this—i’ll do anything you want. whatever it takes to prove i’m serious.”

you raised an eyebrow. “anything?”

his smirk deepened. “anything.”

you tapped your chin, drawing it out, making sure he really meant it. then, finally, you grinned.

“okay,” you said, crossing your arms. “first, you’re buying me dinner. at a place i choose. and you’re not getting us banned this time.”

shidou let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head. “done.”

“and you’re apologizing to the barista.”

he groaned. “babe—”

“ah, ah,” you cut him off, tilting your head. “anything, remember?”

he muttered something under his breath but ultimately sighed in defeat. “fine.”

satisfied, you pushed off the counter, finally closing the small gap between you. “good. then maybe—maybe—i’ll think about taking you back.”

shidou smirked, his eyes softening as he held your gaze. “guess i better make it count, then.” his voice dropped, the playful edge turning into something more sincere.

maybe, just maybe, you’d let him.