kaiser was used to getting what he wanted.
a childhood of fists and slurred threats had taught him that power belonged to the strongest, the smartest, the ones who knew how to control the board. his father had controlled through fear. his mother had controlled through absence. he had learned to control through understanding. not to heal, but to win.
that was why he read. psychology books lined his shelves, not for self-improvement, but for strategy. he picked apart minds the way he picked apart defenses on the field, exploiting weaknesses to his advantage. every opponent had an insecurity, a trigger, a soft spot. teammates were no different. he whispered the right words at the right time, making them believe in him, bend to him. he played the game not just with his feet, but with his mind.
and he won. always.
until you.
you were supposed to be another challenge, another prize. kaiser was good-looking, successful, charismatic, no one told him no. but you did. not rudely, not cruelly. just a simple, unwavering “no” that threw him off balance more than any defender ever had.
“you’re not ready for me,” you had said. “not like this.”
he had scoffed, laughed it off, but something in your eyes unsettled him. you saw through him. the masks, the manipulations, the carefully crafted persona he had spent years perfecting. you weren’t interested in his charm, his success, or the way he could twist words to make people crumble.
you wanted something he didn’t know how to give.
“come back when you’ve stopped running,” you told him.
at first, he convinced himself you were playing hard to get. that you’d come around, like they all did. but days turned to weeks, then months, and you didn’t waver. every time he saw you, you were the same. honest. steady. unmoved by his tactics.
it pissed him off.
kaiser found himself standing in front of a mirror late one night, gripping the edge of the sink, knuckles white. the bathroom lights flickered slightly, an old wiring issue he hadn’t bothered to fix. his breath came hard and fast. another bad game. another night where he’d screamed at his teammates for mistakes that were just as much his fault as theirs. he had watched their faces, the way their shoulders tensed, the way their confidence shrank.
he knew that feeling.
he had worn it once, long ago, cowering under his father’s drunken rage.
the thought hit him like a punch to the gut. his grip on the sink tightened as he forced himself to look at his reflection. dark circles beneath his eyes, tension in his jaw, a sneer twisting his lips. he looked like a man who resented the world. like a man who needed control to survive.
like his father.
a sickening wave of nausea curled in his stomach. he stumbled back, his breath coming sharp and ragged. he clenched his fists, shaking his head.
no. that wasn’t him. he wasn’t like that.
but wasn’t he?
hadn’t he built his entire life on power, on knowing exactly how to bend people to his will? hadn’t he used his words like his father had used his fists? maybe not in violence, but in force. in control.
a trembling breath escaped his lips. he squeezed his eyes shut, willing the memory away. the stench of beer on his father’s breath, the sharp sting of words that cut deeper than any blow. “you’ll never be anything. you’re just like me.”
no.
he had spent his entire life trying to prove that wrong, but maybe in the end, he had just become the same poison, poured into a different bottle.
that night, he barely slept. he lay awake, staring at the ceiling, haunted by the realization that for all his intelligence, all his careful calculations, he had never once truly looked at himself.
but you had.
𐙚
kaiser found you at the park just before sunset. the sky was painted in streaks of orange and pink, the air crisp with the fading warmth of the day. you were sitting on a wooden bench near the soccer field, watching a group of kids kick around a ball, their laughter ringing through the air.
he hesitated for a moment, hands in his pockets, before forcing himself to move forward. the old him would have had a plan, a perfect script to sway you. but now, he had nothing but the truth.
so he sat beside you, letting a moment of silence settle between you both before speaking.
“i don’t know how to be better,” he admitted, his voice quieter than he intended. “i only know how to win. and i don’t want to do that with you.”
you turned to look at him, studying him in that way you always did, like you saw past everything he tried to be and straight to everything he was.
he braced himself, expecting rejection, expecting you to say that it was too late.
but you didn’t.
“you’re trying,” you said softly. “that’s enough.”
his chest tightened. his whole life, worth had been measured by success, by control. but here you were, telling him that just the act of trying was enough.
“you’re not going to make this easy for me, are you?” he asked, half a smile pulling at his lips.
you shook your head, though there was warmth in your eyes. “no. if it was easy, it wouldn’t mean anything.”
he let out a slow breath, running a hand through his hair as he glanced toward the kids still playing.
“then i guess i’ve got work to do.”
you smiled, and for the first time in his life, he felt like he wasn’t running.
he was finally standing still.
and maybe, just maybe, that was how he really won you.
© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢
a/n: kaiser is one of my favorite written characters and i definitely see a lot of people get him wrong. this video does a really good job of explaining who he is and i highly recommend it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bD77we_jtQQ&list=LL&index=8
he definitely doesn't deserve to have grown up the way he did, but i also want to include the message in here to not repeat generational cycles. sometimes, we can even do it unconsciously, but catch yourself before it becomes too familiar. work on yourself, healing is the best thing you can do for yourself. sending much love to everyone reading this 🫶🏻
HIIII AIIIIIIIIII !! Anon here!! Can i request a itoshi rin x reader like maybe oneshot? Likeeee how would rin's hugs feel like?? I LOVE YOUR WORKS SMM 🫶🫶
a/n: HIHIIII ANONNN!! THANK YOU FOR LIKING MY WORKS, OOOO im so sorry if rin is so ooc, im still doing a character study on himm, but heres the oneshot !! Enjoy ! Im sorry if i mischaracterized him.
Itoshi Rin x Reader !!
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How Rin’s Hug Feels Like
Rin Itoshi isn’t the type to hug people. He’s distant, reserved, and not particularly fond of physical affection. But when he does—when he lets his walls down just enough to pull you into his arms—it’s something you never quite forget.
His hug is hesitant at first, almost awkward, as if he’s not sure how to hold you. His hands hover for a second before settling on your back, firm but careful. His grip tightens gradually, his body tensing as if he's afraid you might slip away.
Rin’s embrace is warm, but not in the way that radiates heat—it’s the kind of warmth that seeps in slowly, like standing in the sun after being in the cold for too long. It’s protective, grounding, like he’s shielding you from everything outside of his grasp.
His heartbeat is steady, yet you can feel the slight quickening against your cheek if you press close enough. He doesn’t say anything—Rin rarely does in moments like these—but the way he holds you speaks volumes. He’s not used to this, not used to showing how much he cares, but he’s trying. For you.
And when he finally exhales, letting his tension melt away as he rests his chin against your shoulder, you realize something—Rin Itoshi’s hug isn’t just a hug. It’s a silent promise. A quiet, stubborn way of saying, I’m here. I won’t let go.
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Thank you sm for requesting! Thank you for reading !! 🫶🫶
Cutieeee
IM GONNA SOB
„𝙎𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠.“
𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 - 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 - 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 - 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵
Rin Itoshi is not good with words.
You learned that early on, before you even got close to him. He’s sharp-tongued, brutally honest, and doesn’t care about sugarcoating anything. But when it comes to feelings—his feelings—he shuts down completely.
It’s frustrating sometimes.
Like right now.
“You’re unbelievable, Rin,” you huff, crossing your arms as you glare at him.
He’s standing in front of you, hands stuffed in his pockets, gaze unwavering. That stupid blank stare of his, the one that drives you insane because you can never tell what he’s thinking.
“What did I do?” he asks, voice as flat as ever.
Your jaw tightens. “You really don’t get it, do you?”
Rin exhales sharply through his nose. He shifts his weight, glancing to the side. “If you have something to say, just say it.”
Your fingers curl into fists at your sides. He’s so infuriating. You’re trying to get something—anything—out of him, but he’s acting like none of this matters. Like you don’t matter.
And maybe that’s the problem. Maybe you’ve been reading into things too much. The lingering touches, the way he always looks for you after a match, how he listens when no one else does.
Maybe you were stupid for thinking he felt the same way.
“Forget it,” you mumble, turning on your heel.
You barely take a step before you feel it—fingers wrapping around your wrist, firm but not forceful. Rin pulls you back just enough to stop you from walking away.
Your heart stutters.
When you glance over your shoulder, his eyes are sharper than before—something intense simmering beneath the usual cold exterior.
“You’re mad because I don’t say things,” he states, voice quieter now.
You don’t respond. You don’t need to.
Rin exhales, like this is physically painful for him, like dragging the words out will kill him. But then—
“I like you.”
It’s blunt. Honest. Completely Rin.
Your breath catches. You turn fully to face him, but he beats you to it. His fingers slide from your wrist to your hand, lacing them together with a rare kind of hesitance. His grip is firm, like he’s afraid you’ll slip away if he lets go.
He doesn’t look away when he says it again.
“I like you, okay? So don’t walk away.”
Something in your chest tightens—because this, right here, is the closest thing to a confession Rin Itoshi will ever give. It’s not dramatic, not poetic, but it’s real.
You squeeze his hand, lips parting, heartbeat loud in your ears.
And then you say the only thing that matters.
“I like you too, idiot.”
For the first time that night, Rin smirks—just slightly.
“Say it again.”
“Shut up.”
But you don’t let go of his hand. And neither does he.
the youtube édits weren't joking, isagi really is the mahoraga of blue lock. he'll see kaiser's incredibly complex play only possible through “meta-vision” and then says “hm. I understand it now” and uses it instantly THIS MAN IS INCREDIBLE AND HE ONLY WANTS TO BE STRIKER??
bf!rin doesn't even realize how crazy he's driving you
he knows he's attractive but you get shy and embarrassed at the smallest things, honestly its making him so confused.
he bends down a bit to hear you better and suddenly you're all red and quiet, he just looks at you confused why you suddenly stopped talking.
or when you're walking in a crowd of people and he pulls you closer to him or behind him, holding your hand to make sure he doesn't lose u. all while looking so nonchalant about it too. god its killing you
whenever the two of you are walking on the side of the road he's ready to catch you and pull you to his side whenever you stumble or cant walk straight.
or even better, he just straight up switches places with you, making your heart melt and your face flush. when he asks you whats wrong you just mumble sidewalk rule. it leaves him confused until he searches it up, tip of his ears slightly pink.
MIKAGE REO thinks he’s having a heart attack when he finds out you’ve been falling asleep on public transport.
it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he doesn’t trust them.
when you decline his offer of letting him pay for uber rides, he has half the mind to snatch your phone out of your hands and key in his card details himself. you don’t have the heart to tell him that private hires aren’t the safest option either.
he wasn’t even supposed to know, nagi just happened to be on the same train as you were and sent him a picture of you slumped in a corner seat. that snitch.
it’s not a play on control when he lightly reprimands you for being careless, and it’s not a show of affluence when he insists on having his chauffeur pick you up moving forward. he just wants you to be safe, and he’ll do anything in his power to keep it that way.
you’re his treasure after all.
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notes. extremely self indulgent because i am guilty of falling asleep on the way home and my friends will not stop giving me shit about it (i live in a safe city i promise)
© yogurtkags. please do not repost, plagiarise, or translate my work.
idk if youve written about this before but who do you think will heal like "fix" Rin: Isagi or Sae? (sorry for bad english)
(don't apologize!)
I kind of did
This was not too long ago and I still think feel the way I did when I wrote that.
I still think Rin's issues will be one of the core conflicts later on, seeing as how this entire PXG match was written to develop him further (make him more insane). Dedicating 200 chapters to developing one character means that character's conflicts are important and there will be more shit for that character later on. As far as fixing or helping (I get what you mean) I think it's gonna be a combo of both of them but more than that, Rin pulling himself together. Mostly because that's the pattern in Blue Lock so far. Nobody really discloses their baggage with anyone, the only one to do that was Bachira and that's because of how his relationship with Isagi is (very different from the other dynamics in the manga) and how Bachira just is as a person (very open about everything, esp w/ Isagi).
Bachira*, Chigiri, Barou, Nagi, Hiori, Yukimiya, Kaiser--> all of these people were "helped" by Isagi, but Isagi didn't do anything. He reached out to them to get them to collaborate and win matches. He was either met with resistance (Barou, Chigiri, Yuki) or willingness to make it work (Nagi, Kaiser**). Each time the outcome is the same though. Chigiri remembered why soccer was fun, so he jumped back in, Nagi realized what it's like to actually feel fired up about something, anything, Barou realized he can't just be The Way That He Is and win matches/be useful in matches/be a part of the team and given the opportunity/chance to score for the team. Hiori and Yukimiya found inspiration just playing with Isagi, Hiori moved past the pressure his awful parents put on him and found his own personal reason to play, Yuki and Isagi had a couple of Bad Moments and it worked out because they're both willing to admit mistakes and learn and change.
*Again, Bachira's situation was quite different from the rest, so we won't dive into his stuff here **Kaiser is unreliable and this comes with a grain of salt and that is an entire other post in itself, but the point still stands
Soooo moving back to Rin...I expect him to follow the same pattern. When you compare Rin's reaction to Isagi just PLAYING SOCCER and literally EVERYONE ELSE'S REACTION to Isagi just PLAYING SOCCER it's really wild.
Everyone else:
Rin:
Even fucking Kaiser started out acting like Rin and then shifted to feeling like everyone else (Kaiser and his unreliable narrating is a whole other post so I won't get into that here).
Everyone figured their own stuff out on their own terms (Not Kaiser lol). Rin should probably work out the same seeing as how he is seeing the same Isagi as everyone else but having a total 180 reaction. Rin is very much an anomaly though because unlike everyone else in the manga, he's stuck in his emotions and broken heart and can't get past it, and *his issues/narrative conflicts actually involve other characters who participate in the story (Sae). We're never gonna see Hiori face his parents or anything like that, so Rin is clearly a different type of story than everyone else.
*Kaiser and Ness but again, different post
Rin has two obstacles:
Figuring out what Sae was trying to tell him when he dumped him (in a fuck awful way, Sae is an idiot)
And the way he views Isagi
I didn't include "fixing relationship with Sae" as an obstacle because THAT will not happen unless he realizes #1. This story is all about "egos" (ego meaning finding your reason/motivation and not relying on anyone else). Rin always just wanted to be in his brother's shadow and Sae got really tired of that because he knew Rin was capable of more than that, so he dumped him.
Rin loses his shit a little (understandably honestly, really sad), uses his anger as a motivator (still missing the mark, that makes Rin codependent on Sae still), realizes there is finally someone who isn't just one of Rin's stepping stones (how Rin used to view everyone around him, first character flaw we see), and lost his shit a little more. Decided that beating Isagi was his next goal, which setting more reachable goals like that is good (it's what Isagi did with Kaiser), but because Rin has so many other unresolved issues he wasn't able to be normal about it and he let Isagi send him into a spiral/borderline meltdown on the soccer field in the PXG match LOL. Rin placed Isagi in the same playing field as his brother, literally compared the two saying he needs someone who makes him suffer in order to play to his fullest potential.
I don't think I need to explain why that thought process is completely fucked up lol. Sae legitimately hurt Rin. Isagi did nothing to him, so this comparison is evident of how desperate Rin is to keep finding a reason to play (his own ego).
I think the order of events for Rin has to be:
Get over this weird fixation on Isagi. Shift from letting Isagi ruin his life to letting Isagi inspire him like everyone else. View Isagi as someone to fight alongside and compete against without escalating into a mental breakdown lol.
Realize why he's playing soccer---> he SHOULD come to the conclusion that this sport brings him joy and it's fun. So far we've never see him really enjoy it. That's been the core of several arcs, Chigiri, NAGI especially my god (that's literally been the whole reason anything in blue lock has gone the way it has for Nagi lmao), Hiori. And even Bachira calls him out on it.
If things go that way---> THEN I think Sae will see this change and their relationship can mend itself. Sae just sees Rin as an annoying sibling who wants to ride his brother's ass and annoy him forever being happy with settling for living in a shadow (literally, this was confirmed by Kaneshiro that Sae does not view their little spat the same as Rin does, he thinks Rin is just being annoying, Sae is an idiot lol).
I also think Rin needs friends. He has none. Realizing that people are playing WITH him is started this WHOLE downward spiral in the U20 match, so for me it seems that Rin's endgame should be embracing the 10 other people he's playing with and enjoy it with them, not feel like he has to be alone and do everything himself otherwise he's not good enough. I think Isagi (and Bachira too tbh) will be key to this part of Rin's story.
To answer your question:
Yes. Lol.
Love these dorks
They LOVE crashing into each other
another nagi headcanon… despite being very flat and expressionless irl, he’s very colorful on text. likes to send kaomojis and meme reaction pictures, really loves to keyboard spam.
reo, on the other hand, despite his bright personality, treats his texts like informal business email, always ending things with periods and having precise grammar. he’d maybe opt in for a smiley face here and there, but nothing more than that. and because compared to nagi, he’s so chronically offline and doesn’t understand more than half of the references nagi texts him. reo has urban dictionary bookmarked on his phone for this reason.
nagi ; barou flop
nagi ; he’s trying to reheat isagi’s nachos so bad ajsjfjg
reo ; What? What does that mean?
nagi ; it’s just a keyboard spam
reo ; Oh. How does it work?
nagi ; just type anything
reo ; 7.