Guys I’m crying rn because I accidentally deleted the folder which contained:
All gone. Just like my parents’ hopes for me getting into a good college. I’m doomed.
So the moral is don’t fcking accidentally delete your fic folder because now I gotta start from zero
Featuring: Itoshi Rin, Isagi Yoichi
Description: How he reacts when you want to do his makeup.
Itoshi Rin (totally against it but gives in knowing there’s no escape)
“No way,” Rin dismissed your request, not making any attempt to hide his disgust.
“Please, Rinnie,” you give him your best puppy eyes, but he skillfully ignores you.
“Good boyfriends obey their girlfriend.” you scoff, climbing over him as he lay sprawled on the bed, scrolling through his phone.
He rolled his eyes, not even looking at you as your body pressed against his.
“Please?” your fingers trace your name on his chest, and you swear you heard a soft moan escape his lips.
“Only this once,” Rin sighs defeatedly, fixing you with a glare when you squeal with joy, “and no photos.”
“Okay!” you jump off of him to grab your makeup kit.
He couldn’t manage staying still the whole time you straddled his chest and leaned down to do his makeup.
“Oi careful,” he growled as you applied mascara to his already perfect lashes.
“Don’t worry,” you chide playfully, leaning closer to his face as you admire your boyfriend’s cold yet comforting ocean eyes, “I’m a pro at this.”
“This thing looks like a torture device,” Rin admits causing you to burst out laughing and accidentally poke his eyes with the brush.
“I told you be careful!”
The moment you pulled out a lip gloss, Rin absolutely denied letting you put it on.
“Come on,” you pout, applying the gloss to your lips, “look it’s so pretty!”
“That’s way too pink.”
“Pink suits you, babygirl.” you wink and before he could retort, you lean down and press your lips against his, smearing his lips with the gloss.
“I don’t really mind that way,” he nods when you pull away, trying to hide the embarrassment rising to his cheeks.
“You look gorgeous, babe.” you hold up a mirror as he observes your work.
“Yeah, I know, now get this off.” he rolls his eyes, but you could see the slight smirk tugging onto his lips upon witnessing the art you created.
Isagi Yoichi (a little confused but agrees for your sake)
“But…” Isagi scratched his head sheepishly, “I’m a boy.”
“Good to know,” you giggle as you watch him chuckle nervously, “now get over here.”
Seishiro Nagi x reader, where he is the perfect cuddly koala you could ever ask for after a tiring day at work.
Nothing is better than coming home from a tiring day at work, exhausted to the core, only to find your boyfriend sprawled on the couch with his arms streched out towards you.
“I’m lonely…” Nagi whined dramatically while you removed your over coat and shoes to snuggle into his welcoming embrace.
He wrapped his arms and legs around you as if cocooning you from the worries that tail you. He placed a kiss on your head as you bury your face in his broad chest.
“I’m tired,” you mumble, melting into his warm embrace.
He only hummed in response, and you don’t remember when you drifted off into sleep.
©bluepurplepinklock
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Girldad! Rin x reader, where he took hours to do your daughter’s hair, only to make a complete mess.
“Be honest,” Rin asked your daughter as you watched the two planted in front of the dressing for an hour now, “is it okay?”
The toddler stared at her reflection for a long time, making Rin visibly panic. Either the hair styling tutorial he followed was faulty, or his skills were. He was self aware enough to know it was the latter.
“It’s okay.” she mumbled.
“I said be honest,” he grasped her shoulders, staring at her reflection, “is it like mom does it?”
You fail at holding back your laugh, and Rin glares at you, disappointment dripping off his face as he finds you sprawled on the bed, living your best life while watching him struggle.
“It's…” the toddler struggles, “good. Really.”
It was anything but good, and all three of you knew that.
“Be honest.” Rin commands. A minute passes.
“It’s bad.” she admits, causing you to roar with laughter.
Rin ignores you, but your daughter doesn’t give him the chance to sulk as she pats his shoulder and smiles,
“It’s bad but I like it.” her small palms grab his face and you melt at the sight as she stares into his eyes and nods, “Can you do them tomorrow also?”
Rin, despite his shitty hair styling skills, took pride in that and continued ruining your daughter’s hairdo for weeks, no matter how hard he tried.
©bluepurplepinklock
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Itoshi Rin x reader, where you distance yourself from him thinking he has no interest in you, only for him to come running to you.
Rin didn’t care. It pained you to accept that, but he really didn’t care.
You were always there with him- talking, laughing, teasing and enjoying every moment. But when you realised how he never initiated any of it, you questioned yourself.
Do you annoy him? Is he really not interested? If you somehow disappear, would he even notice?
Given his resting bitch face, irritated eye rolls and annoyed sighs, the answer was clear. And so, you decided with a heavy heart that in order to preserve the little self respect you had left, you will do what is most logical- start distancing yourself from him.
As much as it hurt to not be around him, it was the best course of action to prevent your heart from loving him more only to be told he could never love you back.
You thought Rin wouldn’t even notice your absence. The way you no longer attended his matches, or wait for him after class, or walked home with him, or sent him memes in the middle of the night, or steal every second to just be with him a little longer.
You thought he wouldn’t bother, you were almost convinced he didn’t- until he grabbed your wrist, yanking you away from your group of friends in the corridor.
“What’s wrong?” he inquired, pulling you towards the lockers. His eyes bore deep into yours, like he might find the answer swirling behind your startled eyes if he stared intently.
“What?” you blink, taken aback.
“Don’t act dumb,” he spat, restlessly tapping his finger against his crossed arms, “why are you ignoring me?”
bluepurplepinklock asked:
I take it you don't love me anymore 🥺🥺 because girl where is the embarrassing photos smau part 2 that you promised?? Nobody loves me I cry 😭💔
lilyxdpp answered:
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Shidou, Rin, & Sae
𝐀/𝐍: IM SORRY CUTIE 😔 I love you I really do here is your request because I feel bad now that I didn’t post another one I hope you like it 💗🥲
𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: You secretly post them on your Instagram and he sees it only to find an embarrassing photo of them. (Y/n is a famous influencer)
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: None
@𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐱𝐝𝐩𝐩 ; 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬.
Itoshi Rin x reader, where you cover his soccer shoes with sparkling rhinestones and he wears them to practice despite acting like he hated them.
A/N: Saw a YT short about a girl doing this to her partner’s cleats, and I had to torment Rin with this misfortune.
You thought it would be a good idea to bedazzle Rin’s soccer cleats with rhinestones. You really did.
But now that you stare at the white shoes, all covered in sparkling silver stones, you doubt the state of mind you were in while pulling this stunt.
The task took you a whole day to accomplish, and judging by the spine shattering pain in your back, it wasn’t as easy as you thought it would be. Definitely too much work for a simple prank on a boyfriend who displays only two moods - pissed off and really pissed off.
“I left my cleats back at your place I guess.” you can barely hold your mischievous laugh as you watch Rin search the show cabinet.
“You did?” you try your best to mask your amusement, but Rin catches on fast.
He fixes a tired stare at you. He knows something is up and he doesn’t like it, because everytime you smile like that, he ends up being teased by the boys for some stupid shit you did.
“What did you do this time?” he sighs with disappointment.
“Nothing, Rinnie,” you shrug, “see for yourself.”
That’s when the sparkling stones from the corner of the room catch his eye, and he practically lunges at the shoes, taking a long look at them before turning to you with the face of a doubly divorced, middle aged single mother of four troublesome children.
“Seriously?” he blinks at you, and that’s when the laughter you had been holding back breaks out.
He just stood there, examining your work, and your laughter dies out as you wonder if he is amused or disgusted by it.
“Was the bow necessary?” he asks after a long look, pointing at the glittering pink bow designs you added on the sides.
“It suits you,” you chirp, “what do you think? It took me the whole day.”
“Whole day?” his eyes widen and you are relieved to get at least some reaction out of him. Even the slightest change in his resting bitch face means your day wasn’t wasted at least.
“Yeah,” you massage your shoulder, “my back still hurts. So what do you think?”
bluepurplepinklock asked:
Can I ask for bllk boys x reader movie night headcanons? Like what kind of movie they like to watch, who gets emotional watching, who falls asleep, something like that you know.
(Plz include Isagi, Bachira, Nagi, Reo, Rin and any others you want, hope I didn't bother you 😅)
Btw I stumbled on your blog a few days back and have since been obsessed with your writing!! 🥰🥰🥰 You make the characters so human, like I can totally see them doing what you write!
kxsagi answered:
a/n: thank you so much!!! that compliment means everything to me 🤍 hope you enjoy this bae
ft. isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, itoshi rin
𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 ⚽️
movie choice:
Ticklish! Itoshi Rin x reader, where you watch his resting bitch face turn into a laughing mess when you tickle him during cuddles.
Rin enveloped you into his arms, burying your face in his chest as you both lay tired after a long day.
“Rin?” you nuzzle in his chest.
“No,” he muttered, “go to sleep.”
“I didn’t even say anything,” you pout playfully.
“You don’t need to,” he grunts, clearly annoyed by how much his limbs ache after a tiring training schedule, “you need to sleep.”
“You are no fun,” you huff, trying to break out of his embrace and punch his shoulders, but his strong grip held you steady.
You didn’t want to sleep just yet. You missed him the whole day and even though you know he’s tired, there are just a lot of things you want to talk to him about.
Accepting your defeat, you relax in his embrace and lower your palms to his flank, slowly sliding them into his shirt as you arms snake around his waist.
You almost missed the soft chuckle that escaped his lips. Your face shot up to find Rin, the stoic and reserved Rin known for having a resting bitch face, struggling to control his laughter.
You broke out of your awe at his lovely face soon enough as a devious smirk spread on your face, “Looks like someone is ticklish…”
“Stop it-” his threat was replaced by the sound of soft chuckles escaping his bobbing throat as you planted feathery touches through his muscled flanks.
“I swear I’m gonna-” he burst out laughing in full force as your fingers lingered all over him, finding soft spots that sent tingles through his spine.
His laugh echoed in the bedroom, mixed in with yours as you don’t spare a single second in tormenting him.
Until he grabbed your wrists and shoved you down on the mattress, hovering above you as he pinned your arms above your head with one hand.
“You have had enough fun,” he huffed, still out of breath. His eyes roamed all over you, gleaming with playfulness and a desire for revenge.
A smug smirk tugged on his lips, as his free hand hovered over you, precisely picking your most ticklish spot, “it’s my turn now.”
He violently tickles you all over, not giving you a second to catch your breath, until you begged and vowed to never repeat your mistake again, which was a total lie because you can endure this torture if it meant watching Rin lose all control of himself as he laughed and laughed under your peppery touches.
A/N: don’t look at me, I just wanted a laughing Rin to cure my mental health.
©bluepurplepinklock
(Do not copy, steal or translate my work)
kxsagi
Anonymous asked:
read fhe one where you get interrupted while making out with isagi… can i get a rin one, where maybe isagi or probably funnier sae walks in on them? ^^
a/n: shared spaces and trauma fr i would cry if this happened to me
(don’t know art credits)
you’re straddling rin on the couch.
it’s fine. it’s totally fine. he got back from practice, you missed him, the mood was right, and now your hands are in his hair while his lips are on yours, and your brain is currently somewhere on another planet.
his hands are sliding under your shirt, you’re breathing hard, and you’re pretty sure you just let out a sound that was more than PG-13.
until –
click.
the front door opens. keys jingle. footsteps.
you freeze. rin doesn’t.
then that all-too-familiar, deeply unimpressed voice says: “rin.”
you break apart like two teenagers caught by their strict dad. rin blinks slowly, his hands still firmly on your waist, as he glances over his shoulder.
sae stands there with his bag slung over his shoulder, deadpan expression on full display. his hair’s still damp from a shower, hoodie half-zipped, and he looks like he couldn’t care less that he just walked in on a full makeout session.
“you’re in my spot.”
you nearly choke. “s-sorry! we didn’t think you’d be home so soon –”
sae cuts you off without looking at you, already walking to the kitchen.
“you were just slow.”
rin rolls his eyes. “then sit somewhere else.”
sae opens the fridge. “can’t. that cushion’s the only one that doesn’t suck.”
you’re still sitting awkwardly in rin’s lap, trying to figure out if you should move or spontaneously combust. rin just tightens his hold on your hips like you’re not going anywhere.
sae shuts the fridge, glances back at the two of you, and says, as casually as if he’s commenting on the weather: “next time, put on music or something. the silence was making it worse.”
you slap a hand over your face.
rin mutters under his breath, “you could knock.”
sae grabs a bottle of water and heads back toward his room.
“i live here. not knocking on my own house just because you decided to become a hentai protagonist on the couch.”
he pauses at his door, looks back one last time, and adds, completely blank-faced: “you have five minutes before i come back and reclaim the seat.”
then he’s gone. door shut.
you slump against rin’s chest. “i want to die.”
rin sighs and kisses the top of your head. “he’ll forget about it in five minutes.”
he won’t.
later that night, sae walks past you, deadpan as ever, and murmurs, “next time, clean the cushion.”
© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢
