I Hate How Kaiser Is Serving So Much Cunt In This Page

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let's sugar talk !

itoshi rin has never really liked the flavor of strawberry shortcake, but you do. that'll never stop him from kissing you, though. itoshi rin x reader 𝜗𝜚 fluff, suggestive 𝜗𝜚 w.c. 700+ 𝜗𝜚 content: kissing/making out, once again ooc rin

note. i gave myself a little break from writing the event fics to write this out, forgive me👩‍🦯 i was listening to your eyes only - enhypen, and that song inspired me to write this

strawberry shortcake is simply too sweet for rin. 

the dense cake, with sugary layers of whipped cream in between and all over, and the drizzle of syrup on top makes his head spin with each bite. the sickeningly sweet aftertaste, and the way the frosting lingers on his tongue, always makes his face scrunch up into a grimace. he doesn’t see the appeal in it, he doesn’t get why other people enjoy it so much, why you enjoy it so much. 

rin doesn’t like strawberry shortcake, and he's sure that not even you (persuasive, with the ability to make him change his opinion on anything) could change his mind.

but there’s something about you that makes it look so delicious. irresistible. like he wants to get a taste for himself.

or maybe, it's just you.

something about the way you look when you’ve just had a bite— the way your eyes flutter shut as you savor the taste, the way your brows relax and a look of euphoric satisfaction washes over you, like that strawberry short cake is the best thing you’ve ever tasted. but really, nothing beats the way your pink lips shine just a little more from the excess syrup, delicately glimmering under the sunlight, and the way the fluffy frosting lingers on the corners of your mouth. it makes you look sweeter, maybe even enchanting.

that’s the only way he could reason with himself on why he can’t tear his eyes away from you; you must’ve cast some spell on him and woven it deep into his mind.

because there’s no words to explain how he feels, the way he’s drawn to you each time. it’s like a pull he can’t ignore, like his eyes are cursed (blessed, in his opinion) to travel down to your lips after each delectable bite.

it’s after your fifth forkful (he doesn’t know why he started counting) when he loses to his desire. he can’t think, he can’t stop himself— the way he’s leaning across the table, finger hooking under your chin, brushing his lips against yours in a ghost of a kiss.

tickling. teasing. barely there. enough to get the remnants of syrup and cream that lingered on your pout. 

rin’s pulling away before you can even respond, and he’s right back on his seat in a matter of seconds. he licks his lips slowly; the slow drag of his tongue reminds him that it’s as overwhelming as ever, just like he remembers. yet, oddly enough, he doesn’t dislike it. it tastes different— as if, in his mind, the combination of your lips and the cake makes it taste better, like the sweetness of the cake has faded and all he could taste is you. 

it drives him crazy, in the best way possible. it’s addictive and he wants more. 

“your lips taste good,” he states it like it’s a matter-of-fact. he relishes in the blush the blooms on the surface of your cheeks, and the way your fingers trace the outline of your bottom lip as you reel from surprise. you’re looking at him wide-eyed, and his lips curl into a barely-noticeable smile. (his heart throbs at the sight, he thinks you’re cute like this. you look sweeter than the cake in front of you.)

but then you laugh, soft and airy, and the sound ripples through the air and into his ears.

“you sure it’s not because of the cake, rinnie?” you ask with a sly smile on your face. you drag the syllables of his name in that honeyed tone of yours, and you’re lifting a fork full of the cake towards him. "give it another try." he contemplates, and he thinks of whether he’ll bite. 

and he does. rin catches your wrist as the dense cake touches the corners of his mouth, his slender fingers wrapping around it, and he stops you. he holds you there, he keeps you rooted in your spot as he takes the bait, and he looks into your eyes as his lips wrap around the fork. it's dizzying, overpowering, all in unpleasant ways.

(your lips would never make him feel this way, he thinks to himself.)

the regret is evident on his face as he pulls away, slightly frowning at the taste. he thinks about drinking water, to flush out the flavor and pretend he never did that. but he takes one glance at you, and he realizes there’s a much better way to get rid of it.

the distance between the two of you becomes short-lived.

he’s leaning forward, and he’s pulling you by your wrist, all at the same time. he meets you halfway over the table, pulling you into a saccharine-filled kiss, and your gasp of surprise is quickly swallowed. it's nothing short of deep, it's fervent. he's focused on you, his mind intent on drowning out the unpleasant flavor that hangs onto his tongue. 

rin kisses you until he forgets about the frosting, until all he can think about and taste is you. his lungs are starting to burn, sending signals for air— he kisses you until he needs to pull away, and only then is he satisfied with himself. 

“it’s your lips,” he says breathlessly, confirming it to himself. “not that disgusting thing.”

tags. @choccorin @etoiile

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Just remembered I have free will and Im an artist

so are we just gonna ignore the fact that kaiser is SO short n sweet Sabrina coded

like not his backstory or anything, but just him

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bed chem - contains lyrics of “who’s the cute guy with the wide BLUE EYES and the ‘BIG BAD MMM vibe’” and “who’s the cute guy with the white jacket and the THICK ACCENT like” (it’s so kaiser coded istg)

please please please - all about dating someone that other people disapproves of and begging for them to not embarrass the narrator. “I tell them it’s just your culture, and everyone rolls their eyes” just like how kaiser is from Germany and he is in Blue Lock, located in Japan

espresso - according to Sabrina, the song is all about “feeling good and not caring too much.” that reminds me a LOT of kaiser at the beginning of the NEL. mostly carefree, and just played soccer and enjoyed it.

good graces - good graces is about how loving someone doesn’t mean that you can lose self respect because of it. it reminds me of how kaiser is willing to “play” with isagi, but not to the point where kaiser loses his dignity.

lie to girls - this is a song about deception and manipulation in relationships. it kind of makes me think of kaiser’s dad manipulating kaiser into believing that he was “sub-human” (he’s not😕). it also makes me think about kaiser slowly becoming more and more manipulative—just like his father—to his partner out of fear of losing them.

juno - yes, it’s a freaky song, but it’s more than that. it’s essentially about how if you treat me well enough, i might let you get me pregnant and we can start a family together. it lowkey reminded me of his family situation.

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i'd lowk be a bop in blue lock bc like WTF do you mean men like THEM reside in an area?

"sit down shrii-" IM FUCKING SAT.

my two favourite things together 😭💕

kazutora and mikey content... i used to pray for times like this🙏

Actually think this may be one of the best official Wakui arts. Just the S62 all hanging out together, Ran messing around with Rindou (in such a big brother way too), so many of them happily grinning, Izana's peaceful smile, it's just such a good art.

this is giving sanzu vibes ngl..

Local man gets bullied by some teens

when he‘s a 10

rin doesn’t realize that he stares at you a lot in class. or just in general. he sits right next to you, and prior to him dating you, you’d notice turquoise eyes just… piercing into you nearly all the times and you have to do your absolute best to not notice.

it didn’t help that he’s not very expressive and seems to always have an rbf. you’ve barely talked to the guy, did you do something to piss him off? did you accidentally bump into him and not say sorry? you did say thank you to him when he passed you back your dropped eraser, right? right?? RIGHT???

as you’re trying to accumulate reasons as to why itoshi rin is just staring so deeply, harboring into the depths of your soul, all he’s thinking about is your new hair-clip and how it pretty it looks on you.