My Two Favourite Things Together 😭💕

these are my mutuals. they know who they are

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say it out loud. I feel so bad, he is definitely the most underrated and misunderstood character, he had such potential, but he was mentally unstable and Kisaki didn't help either :(

"Izana doesn't care about anyone!" "Izana is so selfish!" "Izana is so evil!" "Izana is emotionless!" SINCE WHEN???

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The only thing he wanted was a family just like any kid in orphanage does. People seriously decided to call Izana selfish for wanting Shinichiro to be only his brother like hello?! He doesn't know how families work because he never had one. Literally any kid would wish for their brother figure or parental figure to give ONLY them attention but when Izana does that suddenly he's so selfish and heartless. Like uhh we're talking about a KID here. Despite having big brother which he should have spend time with alone, he still invited Kakucho to go with them. By creating Tenjiku, he wanted to give orphans a HOME. Where they'd feel like they belonged. But this IZANA is SELFISH?!

He did care about Emma. I understand if people are angry at Izana for agreeing with Emma's death but that doesn't mean he didn't feel guilty or didn't care?! He was manipulated by Kisaki and thought that it was right thing to do because of that. He felt guilty but he couldn't tell that. He does feel feelings, he just can't tell what he's feeling.

In anime, his LAST word was Emma. And when Izana hallucinated Emma and Shinichiro by Mikey's side, it's not because they really stood by Mikey's side. It was Izana's HALLUCINATION, hence he thought Emma and Shinichiro wouldn't stand by his side. And he hated that thought because that meant Mikey still wasn't alone like him but Izana was.

LOOK HOW HAPPY HE LOOKS AT THE THOUGHT OF HIS MOM VISITING HIM. Even if she abandoned him, even if she broke his heart and left him completely alone...He still cared about her.

Currently crying💕

Izana did care about people and loved them but he thought HE was unloved and uncared for. He couldn't even believe when Mikey told him that he wasn't alone because Izana still had Mikey.

Until his last breath, he thought he was being used by Big Four when they truly respected Izana and cared about him.

The way he looks and mother and son, wishing he had same relationship with his mother.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAISER

So like reader and Sae being childhood sweethearts but when he leaves for Spain

He doesn’t contact anyone (he said some words to us, bad things💔during that snowy night) but when he come backs, he sees us hugging or something romantic(?) with Rin

Sae angst my savior🥀 if this even makes sense

ᓚᘏᗢ — sae itoshi: someone i survived !

synopsis: after sae itoshi broke your heart with cruel words and colder silence, you finally begin to heal and find comfort in his brother.

sae itoshi x reader / rin itoshi x reader ⭑ angst / childhood sweethearts to strangers / rin's the better brother + likes & reblogs are appreciated <3

note: BYE this destroyed me

"don't wait for me."

that was the last thing he said.

but it wasn't the worst.

the worst were the words that came before that, bitten out through clenched teeth, eyes colder than winter rain like he couldn't stand the sight of you anymore.

"the thing between us? it's nothing."

you'd thought he was angry. tired or scared, maybe. that if you held on just a little longer, he would say he didn't mean it.

but he only kept going.

"i'm not going to waste my life on some high school fantasy. you're too clingy, too emotional. how am i supposed to focus when you're always acting like this forever?"

it was like every sentence stripped something off your bones.

you stood there on the curb, blinking back tears in the lamplight, your fingers twitching with the need to reach for him, even as he carved you open with each breath.

he didn't look sorry nor did he look conflicted.

"you're just a distraction, y/n. i don't need that where i'm going."

he left you crying in the cold. he never turned around. not once.

and in the years that followed, not a single message came through. not a single call. you waited in the dark for a while, hoping he would come to his senses. hoping the sae you loved would wake up and remember what you meant to each other.

but the silence spoke louder than anything else ever could.

so you forced yourself to move on. to stop searching for his name in your notifications. to scroll past every football update account that may post about him with glowing headlines and pixelated match clips.

to stop hoping you'd hear his voice in some interview or press conference, that he'd accidentally let your name slip through the cracks of his cold, practiced exterior.

you buried the softness he once coaxed out of you, the version of yourself that believed in fairy tales and forever, and learned how to live like you didn't need him. like he hadn't cracked your world open and then walked away from the wreckage without so much as glancing back.

even when it still hurt. even when the pain became part of you. and now, years later, he was back.

not in headlines, not on a screen. he was here.

it was winter when he came back, late january. the air bit, the sky was heavy with clouds. snow clung to the bare trees like it, too, had refused to let go of something.

he hadn't planned to see you. or maybe he did. maybe something in him had known he'd find you in the places that once belonged to both of you.

the park.

your park.

he spotted you from across the field. it took him a moment to recognize you, bundled up in a thick coat, cheeks pink from the cold, laughing like you hadn't laughed in years.

you looked pretty, stunning even. but you weren't alone.

rin was with you.

sae's little brother. the one he'd left behind too. the one who never asked questions when he packed his bags and shut the door on everything and everyone.

rin was laughing too as you hurled a handful of snow at him. he ducked, barely missing it, then lunged for you. you shrieked, running backward but you slipped.

you fell with a soft thud, landing right on top of him.

neither of you moved. and then you laughed again, brighter this time, eyes crinkled and shining. rin just lay there, looking up at you like you were the only thing worth seeing.

sae felt it like a knife to the ribs. you looked... happy.

not healed, not whole, but getting there. with his little brother on your side. without him.

he stood still, breath clouding in the cold as he watched the life he could've had play out without him.

you hadn't seen him yet and for a moment, he hoped you wouldn't.

because what would he even say?

i didn't mean it?

i was young, scared and selfish?

what is rin doing here with you?

none of it would undo the way you'd looked that night when he told you you were nothing. none of it would take away the pain he saw etched into your smile now, joy won from a grief he had caused.

sae itoshi, who was always so sure and so right, suddenly had nothing to say.

he'd come back a stranger.

and rin, rin who was always just a step behind, who admired his big brother, had taken his place.

he had earned the softness sae once crushed in his hands like it meant nothing.

and sae... sae was just someone you used to love.

someone you had survived.

and that was the cruelest part of all.

© mixolya 2025. do not copy, remake or edit any of my works.

rin itoshi ʚ ɞ size kink

🧁 smut mdni , size kink , manhandling , praise

thinking about your boyfriend rin who has a painfully obvious size kink and just loves to deny that he has one. he thinks it’s vulgar you’d even suggest such a thing!

he’ll say this, then take a second too long staring at your shorter stature when he’s towering over you, or when he purposefully makes you stand on your tip toes just so you can try to reach him for a kiss.

he even does this thing sometimes where he’ll just pick you up with such ease so you can reach the top shelf. it’s a casual flex that he makes out is no big deal, but you’re definitely sure you felt a graze of his boner on your ass.

then comes him ‘unintentionally’ manhandling you during play fights, his larger build and insane strength giving him the upper hand every time and ultimately leads to him having you lead down on your bed with his bare cock lined up on your stomach, reaching way past your belly button, talking about just how small you are compared to him and wondering how he’s gonna make it fit.

but he’ll have you completely under him nonetheless, his broad frame engulfing yours while his tip alone is already making you a whimpering mess, completely stretching you out and rin feels like he’s experiencing pure bliss.

he also has this habit during sex where he’ll press down on your stomach, feeling how much of him you’re taking, whispering dirty praises in your ear about how pretty you look under him, taking his huge cock like a champ.

so, when you lay this all out to him, his ears and cheeks insanely red from embarrassment, he just might realise he actually does have a painfully obvious size kink. but he won’t ever admit that to you. as if he’d give you the satisfaction.

© dollbrbie | don’t plagiarise or translate any of my work

queen can u make one with y/n and rin, and like basically u kiss him on the cheek with like lipstick before he goes to practice and he dosent notice and than at practice everyone makes comments like " wow rin looks like you had a fun night" and hes super confused until after he practice he goes to take a shower, and after the shower he comes bcak home and starts attcking you with kisses

here u go kween!!!

rin sat at the kitchen table, focused as he laced up his cleats. you stood nearby, watching him with a small smile and an idea brewing. as he reached for his bag, you leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, your lipstick leaving a faint pink mark.

“don’t forget your water bottle,” you said sweetly, handing it over.

“thanks,” he murmured, not even glancing up, oblivious to your little prank. you stifled a laugh as he left for practice.

at the field, his teammates were relentless.

“have a fun night, rin?” isagi smirked.

bachira burst out laughing. “who knew you were such a romantic?”

“what are you talking about?” rin grumbled, completely baffled.

nagi yawned, leaning lazily against the goalpost. “you’re practically glowing, man. lipstick suits you.”

rin frowned, his hand brushing against his cheek. confusion deepening when he saw nothing on his fingers. he dismissed it, thinking they were joking. until later, in the locker room, he spotted the faint lipstick mark on his cheek. his jaw tightened as the memory clicked.

after a quick shower, rin grabbed his things and headed home, determination replacing his earlier embarrassment.

the moment he walked through the door, you could tell he knew. his usual calm demeanor was replaced by a predatory glint in his eye. you didn’t even have time to greet him before he dropped his bag and closed the distance between you.

"rin—what—” you started, but your words were cut off as he cupped your face and kissed you. then another kiss. and another. his lips peppered your cheeks, your forehead, and your lips, his rare laughter vibrating against your skin.

“you think you’re so funny, huh?” he murmured between kisses, his tone soft yet teasing.

you giggled, your arms wrapping around his neck. “it was just a little love note.”

“well, here’s mine,” he replied, his lips brushing against your jawline. “next time, let me know if i’m gonna be walking around as your canvas.”

“maybe... maybe not.” you teased, your grin widening.

he smirked, his forehead resting against yours. “we’ll see about that.”

“i’ll take my chances,” you giggle, already planning your next move.