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Rin: Pt.1, Pt.2

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Texts with Bachira as his gf
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Rin: Pt.1, Pt.2

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you were currently seated across sae in a worn down red booth, glaring at him with the most serious face you could muster. even you knew this entire act was foolish and that your efforts would be futile, but you still had to try.
“it won’t hurt, i promise.” you say, pinching the skinny, greasy potato and slowly inching it closer to his lips.
sae on the other hand, had his arms crossed against his chest, staring back at you as if you’d lost your head.
“i know it won’t hurt, it’s.. a fry.” he quirked an eyebrow at your statement, still mustering that deadpan look on his face before a small realization crossed his mind, “though, it might hurt a little. it’s definitely unhealthy.”
you let out a defeated huff, your elbow still in its position on the table and the fry still just inches away from his mouth.
“i know you like them sae, you told me so! what if they’re a little unhealthy? you train everyday so, technically you’re burning the calories you’re so scared of intaking..” you paused, not knowing if what you just said was correct. it sounded factual enough, enough for sae to eat the fry. “right?”
“.. there’s more to it than that.” he said, voice unwavering.
rolling your eyes, and relaxing your very failed attempt at a death glare, your arm hit the table as you dropped your head.
a beat passed before sae decided to speak again.
“what’s wrong?”
“.. you won’t eat the fry.” you slowly raised your head to meet sae’s eyes, of course they were showing zero emotion, which led you to wonder if he was even enjoying the time being spent right now.
“i know you have football and stuff and you’re a world-class athlete so you have to be in shape but..” you turned your head away, facing any direction that wouldn’t have sae’s teal eyes boring in your soul as you continued, “i kind of just wanted you to eat a basket of fries with me, you know?”
and for the first time today, sae’s eyes spoke louder than he ever could. he watched as a small pout started to form on your lips, as well as your face looking at anything but him.
he couldn’t stand it. for some odd reason, sae couldn’t bear to see even a hint of sadness prying at your features. that’s why he was about to go out of his way, just for you.
letting out a sigh, he smoothly made his way over to your side of the booth, grabbing a fry from the checkered plastic basket and brought it to his lips. though, he only centered the fry halfway into his mouth, the other half pointing in your direction.
as you felt the seat sink next to you with the added weight, you whipped your head around to see sae with a fry poking out of his mouth.
you looked at him in confusion before he spoke.
“so we can eat it together.” even with the restriction to some of the syllables as he continued to speak, you understood perfectly what he meant.
he watched your eyes light up with joy, the sparkle coming back just as quickly as it’d left. not to get cocky but,
he did that.
“really?”
he glared, but there was no real fire behind it. just… adoration. “yes, really. now take a bite, you’ve got me looking like an idiot.”
without another second to lose, you leaned in close enough that your lips brushed against his. you could feel the soft flutter of his lashes against your cheek as you two made eye contact for one brief moment before you pulled away, taking the other half of the fry between your teeth.
you slowly chewed on the fry, the perfect mixture of salt and grease gracing your taste buds. then you looked at sae.
“how’s it taste?” you truly couldn’t tell if it liked it or not. sure he told you, but you’d never really seen him eat one before.
“salty,
“uh huh…”
“greasy…”
“mm..”
“and.. like you.”
you stopped your chewing and instead focused all your energy into looking bewildered.
“so.. good?”
and it definitely seems like you were winning today, because you noticed a small twitch in the corner of sae’s lips.
he let out a small huff, his shoulders relaxing just a smidge. “yeah.. good.”
although sae didn’t finish the entire basket with you, he did let himself have a generous handful.
even if it may have costed him, if it made you smile, he’d indulge in your silly little antics. just this once. maybe for the rest of his life.
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₊˚ ʚ вℓυєℓocк
❄︎ ⋆ itoshi rin ݁˖ ࿔
surprise guest ⋆ train ride
⟶ coming soon !
— sae doesn’t smile, but with you he does.
there was a reason people swore sae couldn't smile.
after years of watching him on television, seeing him dominate the field in stadiums packed with thousands of screaming fans, and reading countless interviews that all described him as cold, emotionless, and impossible to read, nobody could remember a single genuine smile crossing his face.
victories didn't change him, trophies didn't change him, and neither did the endless praise that followed wherever he went. his expression stayed the same through every achievement, every headline, every moment that would have anyone else grinning with pride. eventually, people stopped expecting anything different from him.
they convinced themselves that smiling simply wasn't something sae did, that perhaps he had forgotten how somewhere along the road to becoming one of the world's greatest footballers.
meeting you never magically changed him overnight.
the school trip you’ve been anticipating is finally here. ⟢ part 1
you can’t help but feel all giddy getting on the train, your smile proudly showing all thirty-two of your teeth. you don’t waste a second to get to the window seat.
it takes about 4 hours to get to the destination, so of course you brought your snacks, blanket, and ipad with you. you couldn’t care less for who you were gonna be seated with—this is a perfect opportunity for some alone time.
what you didn’t expect is that the itoshi rin would be the one sitting next to you. oh my gosh. okay. great… now how would you get some alone time without getting distracted by his presence?
suddenly you’re aware of whatever you’re doing—every little movement you make has you wondering, “what if he thinks i’m weird?”
but let’s be honest, he doesn’t care and probably won’t even look your way. somehow that’s even worse than him seeing the chinese guys dancing on your own for you page. (ifykyk)
embarrassment is just a concept anyway. and so what if the guy you’ve been admiring for years thinks you’re a bit strange?
it’s been 2 hours. you’ve eaten every single snack you packed while binge watching a 12-episode series. yes, you’ve also already taken a bunch of pictures of the beautiful sceneries by the window. how come you’ve already run out of activities to do?
although you do feel a bit tired, hence why sleeping sounds real nice right now. just the right temperature of coldness lures you into dozing off.
you let yourself drift away from any more thoughts that’ll consume your head, pulling your blanket up higher to your body for warmth, before finally shutting your eyes.
you wake up and open your eyes, slowly gaining consciousness of where your head is comfortably laying on. uh oh. you let your guard down for a few hours and something embarrassing already happens.
that doesn’t seem to be all. you feel something heavy weighing your head down from the side.
…seems like rin’s leaning on you, too.
raising your head slightly to look at him, you were taken aback by how he’s also sleeping—peacefully, even. damn. this is 100x better than what you had wished for to happen.
“mm..”
oops. the shift in your position must’ve woken him up a bit. still asleep though.
how did he even end up like this?
is he okay with this??? am i dreaming???
your heart is racing so fast you swear it’s jumping out of your body with every beat.
you stare for a little longer, admiring his features. noticing how close you two are, you take in the fact that you can feel each slow rise of his steady breathing, in and out. because really, when are you gonna have another chance like this again?
the rin you know usually has a scowl on his face, scrunched eyebrows paired with his sharp, piercing gaze, all the time.
but now, without those creases on his face? he looks even more mesmerizing, like he fell from heaven twice.
if only you could stay like this forever. however, all good things come to an end. you wouldn’t wanna be called a creep. if his fans saw this, you would have never seen the light of day ever again.
and so you finally retract your head from his shoulders, slowly, afraid that you’ll wake him up. you take one glance at him—good, he’s still deep asleep.
oh the price you would pay to wake up to this everyday…
a/n: hopefully this was good enough as a part two😢 doesn’t really look like you caught his attention tho, but hey….physical contact..

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⋆˚𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ ego asks his blue lock players for some advice .. ❨ husband! ego jinpachi x wife! reader ❩ inspo !
the days leading up to it had been no different from every other demanding week inside blue lock.
ego had practically locked himself inside the monitoring room, spending every waking hour surrounded by glowing screens, endless statistics, and recordings of matches that he replayed over and over until he found exactly what he was looking for.
somewhere between planning new training regimens and analyzing every player's movements, he forgot that the two of you had planned to eat dinner together, not once, but three nights in a row. 
your messages sat unopened for hours before becoming days, and when you had excitedly shown him your freshly cut hair after coming home from the salon, hoping for even the smallest reaction, all he had offered without lifting his eyes from the monitor was a distracted, "acknowledged."
at the time, he hadn't realized what he had said. to him, he had simply responded. to you, it felt like you had barely existed in the room. by the time he returned home later that night, the apartment was unusually quiet.
bllk boys but they're british 😳
Rin
- that one antisocial y10 who wears their canada goose puffer all year long even during the heatwaves and keeps their airpods in until the teacher notices.
- always muttering "jarring" under his breath and if anyone says anything he'll scrap them.
- somehow gets 9s without revising.
- he defo chose geography, business and computer science.
- acts like greggs is nothing special but goes there like 3 times a week.
- he's a London boy 😏😏, specifically canary wharf.
- all the girl's think he's fit but no one tries to get with him, they go crazy when he puts his hair back during pe.
- his compsci teacher loves him ❤️ bcs he's just that smart and revises performatively.
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Sae
- the sixth-former everyone knows cuz he's never in class and just wandering around the hallways.
- headboy candidate who doesn't even want the role.
- the poshest accent oat.
- drinks iced coffee before school.
- physically recoils when he sees a teacher with a tesco meal deal.
- got all 9s except a 6 in sociology.
- refuses to hand out the books.
- has a secret gf from an all girls school, he links with her every morning before school.
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Kaiser
- thinks he's the lengest boy in sixth-form.
- always has his shirt untucked and always gets way with it.
- thinks wearing a trenchcoat is peak fashion.
- calls everyone " love" ironically.
- makes eye contact with randoms on the tube to make them uncomfortable.
- he's a misandrist.
- got 6s except for a 9 in psychology, he actually has really high eq and has a hotline featured in the schools newspaper for girls to vent their relationship probelms.
- video bombs all the girls tiktoks and he's not even aware.
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Nagi
- lives off tesco meal deals and monster.
- his house is 10 minutes away from school but he still takes the dlr.
- his nike bag is only on one shoulder and full of roblox gift cards from reo.
- always forgets his pe kit.
- he's actually really good at art and his art teacher keeps encouraging him to choose it for his gcses but he finds the coursework a hassle.
- never does homework, his excuse is "Miss I can't be asked."
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Bunny
- buys snacks for everyone at the cornershop.
- lives with his nan but has richrich parents.
- goes boxing and karate club.
- has friends in every year group.
- always asks someone for a pen.
- teachers adore him even though he's never in class??
- he tells the new y7s the story of how he got his scars whenever he goes to get the book box.
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Karasu
- knows everyone in every year group.
- lives in a Nike tech and forges his uniform card.
- new seat every lesson bcs he chats bares.
- has an existential crisis whenever he sees kaiser, he finds him prettier than the girls.
- throws paninis at y7s.
- has 3 different vapes in his pocket but never uses them.
- solid 7s in all his subjects which people cannot believe.
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Hugo
- moved to the UK in y8 not knowing an ounce of English.
- he finds french lesson so tepid and despite being french he flopped in all his tests.
- secretly likes those plastic wrapped pan au chocolats.
- performatively reads classics and when his english teacher asks him about them he breaks into a cold sweat and panics.
- surprisingly good at textiles, he chose history, textiles and media.
- got jumped because he said he hates jaffa cakes.
- works part time at jd.
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Bachira
- karasu calls him the weird kid but everyone loves him.
- doesn't wear socks.
- genuinely enjoys when he hears someone play an instrument in the tube.
- never eats school lunch, he's had packed lunch since primary.
- walks everyone home.
- 100% attendance even though he has appointments all ths time.
- does citizenship but doesn't know wtf is going on.
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Isagi
- has an opinion on every premier league team.
- gets way too competitive during pe.
- he's somehow the only one left during dodgeball and ends up getting everyone in the other team out.
- had a growthspurt at the end of y9.
- English teacher loves him, his analysis is top tier.
- he has to give in his phone to his parents right afterschool.
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Loki
- hates England.
- his form always wins sports day without breaking a sweat.
- skips the lunch queue.
- when hugo isn't in he gossips with the girls.
- constantly gets sent to his hoy for being rude when he's js tone deaf and doesn't know.
- his aunt drives a rolls royce
- can't wait to get back to France, but he actually fws the lidl bakery.
- turns all ths gluepots in art into slime.
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Shidou
- always in iso.
- has less behaviour points than karasu somehow, he talks his way out of them.
- volunteers to get the book box then hides them in another classroom.
- everyone hears him before they see him.
- wrecks food tech and almost sets sae on fire.
- eats nandos breakfast lunch dinner.
- steals watercolour palettes from art for no reason.
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Reo
- grew up rich in Chelsea.
- very humble.
- considers harrods " just a shop."
- takes everyone to Pret and pays without a word.
- owns designer umbrellas.
- nowhere to be seen during lunch cuz he's eating out obviously.
⋆˚꩜。 you never should’ve asked your bf julien for date ideas.. bc now you were about to jump off a building for a date
well… not like that, but it certainly felt like it.
“jump.” — “what?”
“i said jump.”
your boyfriend was bouncing his leg, raising an eyebrow while he expected you to jump the rather large space between these two little cliffs by the nature trail of the park you were at.
you love julien, you really do—but sometimes he was absolutely unreasonable. and you thought your older brother hugo was crazy but sometimes julien really takes it (then again, that’s apart of the reason you love your lover so much).
he could be rather… cocky? a bit too proud (and this was outside his rightfully earned career in football… but in general…). sometimes he could even make rather rash financial decisions; last week he bought a french press just because… and never used it. that’s what you mean when he’s unreasonable sometimes.
but this… ????
it had initially started with wanting more fun dates (considering the fact that julien didn’t seem all that entertained with pottery painting or feeding the ducks at the park…) so you asked charles and hugo. surely they’d know your boyfriend well...
their response? parkour.
it’s something you knew loki did, but never really asked about it and considered it somewhat of a workout…
but now you were actually fearing for your life. you managed to see youtube videos of those people jumping off rooftops onto the next, and how some people even accidentally fall so harshly on the concrete.
so now, you stared down julien, who was already yawning (??). “we don’t have all day, princess. c’mon, you suggested it.”
“yeah but i don’t want to twist my ankle?!”
he sighed. “fine. okay—wanna do this somewhere else?”
“sure… where to?”
julien wasn’t fucking funny, since he ended up taking you to the kiddy park.
“you’re not funny,” you grumbled.
“you’re right,” he laughed. “i’m damn hilarious.” so what’d you do?
you dragged him back. “okay… follow me then.”
the two of you ended back where you were, back at the cliff.
“you’re gonna fall and get hurt, love. don’t be impuls—what the hell?!”
during the time he was doing his monologue, yoh decided on ‘fuck it’ and jumped, landing flawlessly on your feet and jumping a bit to keep the physical momentum on your feet.
but then julien did so… and accidentally fell.
“god… i can really see why you like this.” “shush.”
the date ended with the both of you getting ice cream afterwards and feeding the ducks (which was his idea).
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okay so i wrote this in one go and have been wanting to write for loki (he’s lowk baybeh so…) apologies if it’s rather buns, but i just wanted this out since this was quite the drabble, and this was my first time writing for him—i need more loki content hmmmdndnsn. also completely and utterly unrelated but he’s lowk a little freak for liking control and am surprised for the lack of power play yall have for this guy
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