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I match you with Soshiro Hoshina! Aside from you both having hot asf aesthetics, I really feel like you guys are similar in terms of values! I can see the buildup to your relationship having the slowest burn considering the both of you are rather independent, but it's one that has a jackpot of a payout.
sfw
first off, wear whatever the fuck you want because he can fight
doesnât matter to him if youâre taller, heâll still buy you the tallest heels/boots u desire
that being said, heâs surprisingly territorial and likes to keep a hand at your waist at social events to ward off wandering eyes (not that he'll ever admit it)
naps are a MUST on his days off heâll gladly waste the whole day with you in bed. he has to haul ass when he's on the field, so why bother doing anything but lay next to his love when he finally gets a break?
gives you shit about being too lazy to get your own water but will bring it to you anyways
hoshina is BIG on acts of service. he'll happily give you massages after a long day at work and let you rant through it
he's a rare specimen of man who will allow you to vent without offering solutions
saves all the doodles or drawings you do of him and admires them regularly
if you guys fight heâll give you space, but will be at your door with flowers the moment youâre ready to talk
private but not secret relationship (but heâs real bad at hiding how lovesick he is and the third division teases him relentlessly lol)
on that note he didnât want to bring you to work events but the division practically DEMANDED to meet who had hoshina smiling at his phone all day
hoshina isnât the type to have over the top displays of affection, itâs more subtle signs like buying refills of skincare products when youâre running low or turning off his alarm right before it goes off so it doesnât wake you
definitely matches your energy when it comes to being clean/neat
not one to give you many pecks, but rather deliberate, deep kisses
his favorite part of you is your eyes that remind him of the lush forests he used to train in (and your ass but heâll never say it)
in terms of how the relationship starts, I can see hoshina being the one who shows interest first. considering how you picky you can be with people, heâll be doing the absolute most just to get you to smile
but once you start to reciprocate, you notice that he seems to keep you at an armâs distance
itâs damn near impossible for you to get him to open up at first especially considering youâre a civilian. heâs terrified of hurting someone by getting too close to them considering the danger of his occupationÂ
but once you finally do heâll never let you go
nsfw
hoshina doesn't seem like someone who has a constantly high libido, but he'll make it real clear when he wants you
i mean, it's kind of hard to ignore when his purple irises, which rarely make an appearance, are boring holes into the fabric covering your skin
he has an unhealthy obsession with marking you whether that be through leaving his signature canine marks across your neck, or peppering bruises down your chest (your collars are always stained with concealer as a result)
besides his cock hammering through you, he has to have another portion of his body touching yours so sometimes itâs gentle hand holding or gripping your hips like a damn vice
feeling tired? donât worry about a thing, lay your head down and heâll take care of any remaining tensionÂ
the way his fingers work your insides is a dream and heâll easily have you cumming in seconds
when heâs not feeling nice though heâs a fucking TEASE
just try being a brat in bed i dare you (he loves it when you act out though)
will deny your climax until youâre on the verge of tears and bucking your hips off the mattress just to meet his fingertips
heâll give in eventually, but not until your voice is hoarse from begging
the orgasm you get from this torture seems to be worth it though seeing as it renders you nearly unconscious afterwards
teasing is NOT confined to the bedroom, but heâs not overtly crude about it in public
will rub circles in the small of your back and slowly trail his touches down a little too close to your assÂ
or keeps a hand on your thigh at group dinners, but you notice his palm inches closer and closer towards your inner thigh, threatening to hike up your skirt past public indecency
remember how i said he loves your ass? yeah heâll have you bent over every chance he gets, but i also see hoshina as a romantic that wants to finish seeing your (fucked out) face peering up at him
honestly doesnât seem like the type to be easily riled up and take it out on rough sex, but if he can tell you want him to go a little harder? yeah youâre done for
maybe itâs because his job literally requires him to be astute to the smallest of changes on the battlefield, but it makes you feel like he can literally read your mind in bed
pinpointing your g-spot by the way your insides twitch slightly or pushing down accurately on where his tip protrudes your lower stomach is muscle memory to him at this point
overt dirty talk in bed
the filth that comes out of his mouth has you wondering how on earth he has such a pristine public image
quite frankly, he gets off on seeing you flustered by his crass wordsÂ
you forget how strong he is until heâs effortlessly wrapping his forearms below your thighs and hoisting you up against the wall to get a deeper angle
aftercare with hoshina? PEAK
treats you like a princess from running the bath/shower and washing your hair gently, to holding you in his arms, rubbing your back softly until he hears you drift to sleep
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ft. best friendâs brother!sae x f!reader, 18+ minors dni
cw: fingering, sexual activity in the same room/couch as someone else, slight dubious consent, orgasm denial
synopsis: how hard could it be to try to hide your most guarded secret from your best friend when the source of it lives with him?
wc: 1.3k (shorter one this time hehe)
A/N: ty for everyone that voted in the poll, it was hella close til the end lol
âi thought you werenât a movie guy?â rin cocks an eyebrow as his brother weasels himself onto the couch that could barely contain 3 people. there was another one to the side of the room but for some reason sae opted for the empty spot next to you.
âgot nothing better to do tonightâ he shrugs, and the warmth of his body pressed up against yours is brought to the forefront of your mind.Â
movie nights were a weekly tradition between you and your best friend rin, almost as longstanding as your friendship tracing back to your highschool years. as college students now, it was an anticipated study break from the never-ending midterms.Â
his older brother sae worked in a nearby city, meaning that rin lived with him rent-free in his way-too-big apartment complete with a 70-inch 4k TV. with how often you were over, you were practically a third tenant. half of the reason was to spend time with rin, and the other half was one of the only secrets you kept from him.
the movie starts, and your eyes are glued to the screen, scared of the color it might bring to your cheeks if you were to give any attention to the pink-haired figure seated to the right of you. the sound of rinâs voice breaks your focus though, âshit, i forgot the popcorn.â
âhow could you forget the popcorn?â you respond incredulously without acknowledging that you too had forgotten about it due to some distractions.
rinâs off to the kitchen, leaving only you and the source of those distractions. almost subconsciously your gaze drifts to his features, dimly lit by his small device. although rin resembled him greatly, sae had a more charismatic look. sharp jawline, tall nose bridge, and a permanently stoic expression.
you could never tell what he was thinking let alone feeling. the amount of times youâd seen sae smile had to be limited to the number of fingers on one hand. as he looked up to make eye contact with you however, you couldâve sworn an edge of his lip twitched upwards into what seemed like smirk before you too-quickly turned away.
you remember being attracted to sae from the moment rin introduced him, but it was usually easy enough to hide those feelings since sae was hardly around. but doing so with him positioned right next to you was a challenge you werenât sure you could overcome.
rinâs return frees you from the thick tension and youâre shoveling popcorn in your mouth in an attempt to fill the pit growing in your stomach.
âhey! we need that to last til the end!â rin yanks the bowl away from you, earning a cold glare.
as the film starts again, the best friends are focused on the screen, completely unaware of the brotherâs sinful intentions.
stray fingers approach your right thigh before resting on the inner portions. the touch has your breath hitching, but you donât dare look away from the tv.Â
saeâs thumbs are rubbing light circles as the rest of his fingers wrap tighter around your upper thigh. the ministrations send heat across your body, pooling especially beneath your cotton shorts.Â
finally you look over to see saeâs still-expressionless features staring forward, giving not even the slightest hint of his actions. itâs unnerving how much of a mess he was making you while seeming completely unaware.Â
the circles continue before his hand shifts upward, resting briefly at the hem of your waistband before dipping under it. the acts concealed under the light blanket made your heart race, and you prayed they stayed unknown to rin.
the first contact with your clit sends a jolt of electricity through you, and you catch the yelp that nearly escapes your throat. you try to mask it as an awkward cough, but the intensity of saeâs teal eyes tells you his orders: stay quiet.
another smirk ghosts saeâs face as he feels the pool of slick gathered at his fingertips. a few light touches and your body was already begging for him.
your mind goes into a haze as he begins circles again, this time around your sensitive bud. the plot of the movie was forgotten at this point, with all your attention consumed by the pleasure coursing through you. youâre biting your lip now in an effort to stay silent, teeth pressing down so hard that any more pressure would bring the taste of iron.Â
âhow are you guys liking it?â rin suddenly turns to ask, and panic fills you. you give a meek thumbs up, but before he could ask you more sae interjects.Â
âitâs better than i expected, but the buildup was slow. by the time any action happened i was already half checked outâ he says nonchalantly. it amazed you how he had any recollection of that movie that had been long lost on you.Â
âwell i heard it gets betterâ rin replied before turning away again, leaving you to finally be able to breathe.Â
the relief isnât long-lived though, as sae prods two digits at your entrance. your eyes widen at the prospect, but they enter without much resistance. the stretch has your head falling back which was thankfully not noticeable enough for the dark haired boy to notice.Â
sae begins to pump slowly, the friction of his fingers dragging against your gummy walls in a way that renders you breathless.Â
your loss of composure only encourages him though, and heâs moving with more intention, shaking the blanket slightly at the increased pace. youâre silently chanting curse words as the heat builds, and itâs not long before youâre overlooking the familiar edge.Â
the clamping of your walls is a good enough indicator of the progress of your impending orgasm, so sae promptly pulls his digits out. you glare at him in protest of the emptiness, but he barely spares you a glance. it was still a little too early in the movie for him to finish up.Â
instead heâs running his fingers achingly slow across your folds, and every time his fingers would catch at the entrance, he would glide past it again, sending a rush of disappointment. the mind-numbing cycle was almost enough for you to throw away your dignity and beg vocally.
before you could say anything though his fingers plunge into you again, this time curling to hit a gummy spot that has you seeing stars. your back is arching slightly against the leather, and saeâs relieved that his brother was still too occupied to notice the erotic expression plastered across your face. it should only be for him to see.
saeâs resting his palm against your clit now, pressing down to produce ecstasy-like friction. you squeeze your eyes shut as the wave finally crashes through you. the orgasm is so powerful, a small moan claws its way past your lips, but is thankfully concealed by a well-timed explosion on screen.
the rest of the movie was spent with you trying desperately to understand what you missed from the movie whilst simultaneously wishing away the color from your cheeks and the heat from your abdomen. sae, although seemingly collected, spent equally as much effort lowering the noticeable tent below his pants.Â
as soon as the movie ended though, youâre met with another onslaught of problems: rinâs questions and your positively soiled shorts.Â
âoh my gosh i totally forgot i have a meeting tomorrow at 8amâ you scramble to make a believable excuse, âcan we talk more about the movie on the way to my apartment?â
âactually let me drive you homeâ a cool voice cuts in, âi have to grab some groceries anyways.â
â...at near midnight?â rin responds in disbelief.Â
sae insisted though, and youâre left promising to recap the movie the next day with rin as you entered the passenger seat.
when sae returns empty-handed nearly an hour later though, rin could more or less guess your secret. and sae was promptly banned from sitting next to you for future movie nights (not that it kept you apart otherwise).
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SAEE IS WINNING JSKSKSKSKSKSSK (Iâm sorry Isagi I had to vote for Sae Iâm weak when it comes to him) ALSO THE BEST FRIEND BROTHERS TROPE IS <3333333
HELP YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD??? PLEASE MAKE MORE IM LITERALLY BEGGING. PLEASE MAKE AN ISAGI FIC FOR THE LOVE OF GOD EUGHDSHSJAKKAA BUT EVEN IF YOU DONT ILY â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
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synopsis: you intend to get a tattoo on your rib cage, but your tattoo artist is eager to see more skin
wc: 2.3k
A/N: kicking screaming crying at the idea of tattoo artist rin also ty for 500 followers!
you swallow hard as you come face to face with your tattoo artist. rin itoshi was the one of the executive artists at blue lock arts and was usually booked for months in advance. your friend isagi had managed to squeeze you in since he knew him personally.Â
âitâs nice to finally meet you,â he extends a hand, and you shake it lightly, hoping your own palm wasnât clammy from nerves.Â
you didnât know if you wanted to thank isagi or punch him. he warned you rin might be a âcold prickâ, but what isagi failed to mention was that he was panty-dropping hot. and you were expected to keep still while his hands traversed your body for the next 2 hours.Â
rin reaches for his tablet before handing it to you, âso i took a look at your ideas and this is what i came up with, let me know what you thinkâÂ
itâs gorgeous. it wasnât for no reason that he had become so well-known despite only entering the industry a few years back. the strokes were drawn with precision, and it encapsulated your vision so perfectly he might as well have read your mind.
ârin itâs perfectâ you look at him in awe, and it sends a wave of heat to his face.Â
he turns away to hide the unfamiliar pink color on his cheeks and murmurs a âthanks, itâs my job to.â he was usually nonchalant about his work, but something about your starry gaze made him lose composure.
youâre guided to his tattoo table and ordered to lay down, lifting your shirt to reveal your right rib that you intended to ink up.Â
âthis your first tat?â he asks, noticing the how bare your skin was. something impure crosses his mind thinking how heâd be the first one to leave a mark.Â
âyup first oneâ you laugh nervously, âunless you count the failed stick and poke i did myself back in high schoolâ Â
your anecdote earns an amused scoff from rin, âdonât tell me you used pen ink?â
âyeah and an unsanitized sewing needle, too. the thing got so infected and left a nasty scar,â you replied, lifting your leg to reveal the raised skin on your ankle.Â
âdonât worry, iâll make sure this one staysâ heâs approaching you now with the tattoo gun, âyouâre in good hands hereâ
his words fill you with warmth, and you wonder why you were ever nervous in the first place.
you both settle into a comfortable silence, with only the slight buzz of the gun to be heard. the lack of conversation allows you to focus your thoughts to another subject: rin.Â
the view of rin tapped into his artistic zone was comparable to the work he was currently imprinting on your body. his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, lips pursed in concentration. piercing teal orbs would switch their gaze between the reference work and your skin, unnerved by any other environmental stimulus.Â
another thing that caught your attention was the lack of tattoos he had on him considering his profession. many artists you knew of were covered and had no intention of hiding them, but you couldnât spot a single spot of ink on rin.Â
âis there something on my face?â he asks, still not sparing you a glance.Â
ân-no. just didnât know where else to lookâŚâ you stammer, embarrassed from being caught. you couldâve sworn his lips quirked upwards for a second, but heâs back to being expressionless within a blink.Â
âwell weâre about 75% finished here so letâs take a 10 minute break and then come back to itâ he wipes off the excess ink and discards of his gloves.Â
before he can retreat to his desk you ask, âso how do you and isagi know each other?â
âthat bastard and i used to be rivals in high school soccer. he used to be real annoying you know, always talking about âdevouringâ his opponentsâ he rolls his eyes, remembering old matches.Â
âhonestly not surprising. i remember he threw a fit when he lost our classâs dance dance revolution tournament,â you laugh reminiscing on your own college memories, âi donât even know why he tried so hard the prize was a fucking $5 gift card to McDonaldâs and he hated that place.â
âapparently gives him debilitating shitsâ you two finish in unison before bursting into laughter. rinâs laughter is rich and deep, and you try to ignore the shiver it sends down your spine.Â
âso how are you unfortunately acquaintanced with isagi?â rin settles into a nearby seat, forgoing his intention to leave.
âwe actually used to be coworkers at our college part-time job. and we were the only ones willing to do the night shifts so we got pretty closeâÂ
rin chuckles, âyou must be pretty patient to be able to spend so many hours alone with him.â
âoh trust me he definitely drove me insane. heâs a good friend though, and i got an appointment with you through him so iâm definitely thankful for thatâ you give a warm smile.Â
âwell, i guess i can thank isagi for introducing us tooâ he reciprocates your smile, which is quickly interrupted by his manager.
âmy ears must be failing me because thereâs no way rin is conversing with a customer for once.âÂ
the manager then looks to you and adds, âwell i guess it makes sense that he would open up to a pretty thing like youâ
the new presence instantly wipes the smile from rinâs face, and he retorts âwhat do you want otoya?â
âjust wanted to let you know that iâm heading out. make sure to lock up when youâre doneâ he instructs. heâs about to leave before he turns to look at you again, âhey if rin doesnât end up asking you out iâd be more than happy to-â
âLEAVE OTOYAâ
otoyaâs hands go up in surrender, but he makes sure to shoot you a wink before turning the corner.Â
âwell he is certainly um interestingâ you laugh nervously, surprised at the scowl etched onto rinâs face.Â
âif youâre interested in him i should warn you that heâs a serial cheaterâ he mutters, but it only envokes laughter from you.Â
âtrust me i can sense a sleaze from a mile awayâÂ
your response softens his gaze a little and he signals for you to lay back down on the tattoo bed to start the final session. you couldnât help but notice that now that you two were the only ones in the building, the space felt a little more intimate.
as the needle presses into you again, you find the pain to be a hundred times more unbearable as a result of your inflamed skin.Â
the sensation has you forming tight fists, pressing crescent indents into your palm. and if that wasnât enough your vocal cords started to betray you, with small whines escaping your lips. unbeknownst to you, those same noises are eating away at rinâs focus. blood is rushing to his head, and not the large one.
âyouâre being so good for me, iâm almost doneâ he whispers in reassurance, rubbing his thumb lightly against your ribcage. his touch effectively distracts you from the pain, sending heat to your lower abdomen.Â
itâs not much longer before heâs sitting back, announcing that the piece is finished, and encouraging you to sit up and look in the mirror. whatâs reflected back at you leaves your mouth agape.Â
ârin, itâs beautifulâÂ
âyeah, it really isâ he agrees, although his gaze never once shifted away from your face.
after a few photos, heâs wrapping up the new ink and getting ready to send you out. as youâre packing up however, you notice a dark trail at the edge of rinâs sleeve.Â
âwhatâs your tattoo of?â you ask, catching his attention.Â
he ponders for a moment before replying, âdo you want to see it?âÂ
you nod eagerly, expecting him to roll up his sleeve. however, he opts to discard of his top completely, revealing what could only be deemed as a masterpiece. between that and his incredibly toned body, you were mesmerized.
before your consciousness could stop your instincts, your hand is reaching out to trace over the ink. rin doesnât stop you, though his skin is burning up from your light fingertips.Â
âi drew it myself back when i was an apprentice. my boss at the time did it for me.âÂ
his voice snaps you back to reality and you quickly withdraw your hand, cheeks flushed. before you could issue an apology though, his own hands are wrapped around your wrist, pulling you back in towards his chest.Â
âthe things you do drive me fucking crazyâ he mutters before colliding his lips into yours. the built up tension over the past few hours is cut so suddenly it leaves both of you desperate to get a taste.Â
your hands wrap around rinâs neck, pressing yourself deeper into his warmth. his fingers are tugging at the underside of your shirt now, itching to feel more of your skin.Â
he disconnects contact only for a moment to hoist you back up onto the tattoo bed again, lifting your shirt over your head soon after.Â
âyouâre perfectionâ he growls at the sight of you before diving into capture your beaded nipple between his lips. the other one isnât neglected either, finding solace between his fingers, rolling back and forth.Â
âa-ah. itâs sensitive rinâ you whine at the sensation, which does nothing to halt his ministrations.Â
âtake them off.â he whispers against your skin, and you need no clarification to know what he means. you kick off your shorts, leaving only your panties stuck against your soaked core.Â
rin peels them back, marveling at the slick gathered between your thighs. he quickly pushes you back until youâre rested against the bed, and aligns his fingers to your entrance, eager to be intruded.Â
he doesnât give you the satisfaction immediately however, circling slowly around where you needed him most.
ârin, please,â you beg, âneed you insideâ
and how could he deny such an earnest request? two fingers push into you at once with little resistance, but it has you rolling your eyes back, leaning further into the firm leather beneath you.
âlooks like you need moreâ he smirked before a third finger made its entrance. a long drawn out rinnn from your lips has his cock painfully straining against his jeans, but he still remained relentless in his pace.Â
his digits pumped with such vigor it was impossible to slow down the coil building in your abdomen. his lips attaching to your still-sensitive nipple is what makes you come undone though, and your back is arching against the bed as heâs muttering a, âthatâs right, go ahead and cum for meâ
with barely a second to recover, youâre ordered to go on your knees as he unzips his jeans to reveal a length you couldnât fathom fitting within you. the way your mouth watered overrode any fear though and you lean forward to wrap your lips around his tip.Â
his hand goes flying to your hair, coiling it around his fist tight. he guides you deeper, inch by inch until tears are pricking at the corner of your lashes.Â
âcome on baby, i know you can take moreâ he encourages, and you relax your throat to take an additional 1-2 inches. the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure that ran through you hearing the gutteral moan that escaped rinâs lips.Â
you built a rhythm going in and out, making sure to circle your tongue at his tip to feel the shudder that ran through him every time. your hair was still gripped between his fingers, so tight his knuckles were turning white. he was getting dangerously close to finishing, and as tempting as that was he wasnât quite finished with you yet.
âthatâs enough,â he orders, pulling you to your feet. before you could process the new emptiness, heâs flipped you around, pushing your chest forward into the leather bed.Â
his guides his tip between your dripping folds, and then pushing once he felt the catch of your entrance. the stretch has you letting out a sigh, and it isnât long before heâs pulling strings and strings of moans out of you.
one hand is firmly placed at your waist, pulling you against the snap of his own hips. the other is fondling your breasts again, addicted to the plush spilling against his fingers.
âmore rinâ you plead, and his fingers travel up to your throat, wrapping them tighter until youâre lightheaded. the feeling was intoxicating, clearing your mind of everything but the pleasure.
âso fucking good for me, taking it allâ he groans, and his own mind is going to a haze at the squeezes your walls kept inflicting on him. he wouldnât last much longer at this pace, and it would be such a shame not to cum to such a pretty face.Â
he quickly pulls out of you, turning you over to face his piercing teal eyes. barely a second passes before heâs entering you again, thrusting with intensity that threatened the bed to tip over.Â
âwant you to fill me upâ you moan, sensing that he was close. the request has him releasing any restraint he once held, painting your walls with strips of white. the sight of it leaking past your folds once he pulled out had his cock twitching in pride.Â
the contrast between rinâs behavior within a span of but 2 minutes was stark, as he took a towel to gently wipe up the mess he left behind.
he places a kiss on your temple, âwait for me in the front ok?â, and turns to start clearing up his work station.
once you had finished trying to make yourself look like you hadnât just been fucked silly, you waited for rin in the lobby to pay the cost of your tattoo. he simply shut off the register though, leaving you all the more confused.Â
âwait i still need to pay the rest of-â
âthe deposit was plenty,â he shrugs off your concern, âand if you want to tipâŚyou can do it in the form of dinner next week.â
little did you know that he had no intention of letting you pay for that either.