#Blue Lock Yoichi x You

[eclipixels]

Yours

Yoichi Isagi x Reader

This is pt.2

Content: Isagi gets sick of Kaiser's behavior towards you

pt.1 -> "Mine"

Warnings: 🍋

[2,464 words]

      You sat comfortably between Isagi’s legs on the grass of the training field, your attention fixed on the random game you were playing on your phone. The air around you was thick with the sounds of the Bastard Munchen team running drills and strategizing. It was just another practice session, but you had decided to tag along today. It had been a while since you last visited the team.

      Isagi, though technically supposed to be resting at the moment, didn’t seem to have the energy to fully relax. He had just downed a gallon of water in one go but you could still feel the rapid rhythm of his heart beating just behind you.

      “Ichi?” You murmured softly, your voice barely above a whisper, trying to get his attention. Your eyes were still on your phone but you were waiting for a response.

      “He’s staring,” Isagi muttered roughly. Before you could even process the meaning of his words, he unexpectedly leaned forward, pressing his face against the side of your neck.

      The sudden action caught you off guard. Isagi was never one for overt public displays of affection. He had always been affectionate in his own way, but this was different and much more than usual. His breath was warm against your skin, his hands lightly resting on your hips as if holding you in place. You could feel the tension in his body, the way his fingers barely brushed against your waist.

      The touch was tender yet possessive.

      “Who?” you asked, still trying to piece together the sudden tension in the air.

      “Kaiser,” Isagi replied in a low voice, his tone slightly sharp, as if he was trying to keep his discomfort from showing too much.

      "Oh my God, Ichi. Stop caring about that."

      But Isagi wasn’t having it. He shifted uncomfortably behind you, his legs tense where they rested against your sides. "He’s staring at you," he muttered. "Has been since you got here."

      You let out a soft sigh, brushing off the anxiety in his voice. "So?"

      "I don’t like it." Isagi’s hands tightened on your hips.

      "Ichi, he’s not bothering us." You leaned back slightly, trying to ease the tension in his body. You swore you heard a soft grunt from him instead but chose to ignore it.

      "He’s most definitely bothering me," he snapped.

      You shook your head, trying to reason with him. "Just ignore it, Ichi. It’s fine. You’re making it worse by worrying so much."

      “Oh my God, he’s walking over here.”

      You whipped around, eyes widening in disbelief. "Wha—?" You didn’t get a chance to finish your sentence before the unmistakable figure of Kaiser approached with his usual swagger, Ness trailing slightly behind him.

      “It’s good to see you, Liebling,” Kaiser said smoothly, his usual smirk playing on his lips. His voice was honeyed, laced with an arrogance that made your stomach churn.

      “Wish I could say the same,” you muttered, grimacing at the sight of him.

      Kaiser’s smirk widened, amused rather than offended. “Why's that?” he purred, tilting his head slightly as if genuinely curious.

      Before you could respond, a hand shot up beside you, waving dramatically. “Hello? I'm right fucking here,” Yoichi interjected, his voice sharp with irritation. This guy really had the audacity to flirt with you in front of him?

      Kaiser barely spared him a glance. Instead, he scoffed and flicked his gaze back to you, completely dismissing Yoichi’s presence. “Yeah, I know, eyesore. Who the fuck was talking to you?”

      Yoichi bristled instantly, his jaw tightening as his hands curled into fists. You could feel Yoichi begin to get up. Quickly, you grabbed his arm, using all your strength to hold him down. It was a struggle—Yoichi was tense with unfiltered rage, his muscles coiled like a spring ready to snap.

      “Ichi,” you whispered urgently, straining to keep him from doing something reckless.

      You turned back to Kaiser with a sigh. “Well, um… you and Yoichi aren’t exactly on the best terms, you know? This whole situation is a little… awkward.”

      Kaiser feigned a look of disappointment, clutching his chest as if wounded. “Aw, you don’t like me? What a shame.” His voice dripped with mockery, eyes twinkling with amusement at Yoichi’s barely restrained fury.

      “Yeah, it is a shame. Now get lost, fucker,” Yoichi snapped, his patience finally wearing thin. Without thinking, he instinctively wrapped an arm around you, his grip firm, protective. The gesture wasn’t lost on Kaiser, who raised an unimpressed brow.

      “Stop barking, you’re hurting my ears,” Kaiser cringed, rolling his eyes as if this entire exchange was nothing but an inconvenience to him.

      “Kill yourself.” Isagi deadpanned.

      “Tutorial?” Kaiser shot-back. They sounded like edgy teenagers back on myspace in 2012. God, these were some of the best soccer players in the world? Seriously?

      The sound of Noel Noa’s voice calling Kaiser and Ness over was nothing short of divine intervention. You let out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding, relieved that the tension was finally breaking. If Kaiser and Isagi had gone at it any longer, you weren’t sure if you would’ve had the energy to keep them from tearing each other apart.

      Isagi, too, had to return to practice, pairing up with Kunigami after mumbling something about puzzle pieces. You didn’t always understand the way his mind worked, but you did your best to keep up. Even when his thought process sounded more like a madman’s ramblings than coherent strategy, you still listened, nodding along. It was part of being with him, accepting the genius and the madness in equal measure.

      You swore Kaiser didn’t have any feelings for you. It was obvious he was doing all of this to piss off Isagi.

      You noticed Kaiser was stealing glances at you. Not frequent enough to be obvious, but just enough to be deliberate. His timing was calculated, as if he had mapped out the precise moments that would make Isagi falter. The first couple of times, it worked—Isagi stumbled, his movements stuttering for just a fraction of a second. But he caught on quickly. He always did.

      Isagi was too perceptive for his own good, and once he recognized the pattern, he shut it down. His focus sharpened, his movements became crisper, and the distractions Kaiser threw his way became useless. You’d always known your boyfriend had a mind built for reading the game, but sometimes, it was almost unsettling how well he could piece things together. You couldn’t imagine what he was like when he was truly in the zone, lost in that headspace where nothing but soccer existed.

      Practice eventually wound down, and Isagi jogged off to grab a towel, wiping the sweat from his face. You figured you’d join him in a moment, maybe tease him about how he nearly tripped over his own feet earlier.

      But before you could move, you felt a presence before you.

      Kaiser.

      He had waited for the exact moment Isagi wasn’t around, of course he had. And now, with that signature smirk tugging at his lips, he saw his chance to talk to you alone.

      “So tell me,” Kaiser began, “Is it because you don’t want to, or because your boyfriend doesn’t want you to?”

      You blinked, caught off guard. “What?”

      “Talking to me.”

      Your mouth opened, but nothing coherent came out. “Oh, I just– I”

      Kaiser’s smirk widened as he took a slight step closer, closing the distance between you. “You’re stuttering,” he observed, tilting his head. “Do I make you nervous?”

      You weren’t stuttering because you were nervous. You were stuttering because you were uncomfortable, because this entire interaction felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of fire.

      Kaiser let out a low hum, his gaze lingering just a second too long. “I should go before your boyfriend gets back. See you later, Liebling,” he murmured before turning on his heel, walking off as if nothing had happened. You exhaled, feeling a weight lift off your chest.

      But then—

      “Hey.”

      You nearly jumped out of your skin when Isagi suddenly appeared beside you. You hadn’t even heard him approach. His face was unreadable, his usual easygoing expression absent. Your heart pounded as you scanned his eyes, praying he hadn’t seen what just happened.

      No anger. That was good. If he had seen Kaiser encroaching on your space, he would’ve been seething. But there was something else in his gaze. A different kind of frustration.

      “Locker room.”

      You blinked, startled by the sudden command. “What?”

      “Now.” Isagi’s voice was low, urgent.

      You nodded, falling into step behind him. You barely registered that this wasn’t even his usual locker room area. Your mind was too much of a whirlwind to notice.

      The door shut behind you. Before you could ask what was wrong, Isagi turned to you, his hands reaching for yours with an almost desperate energy.

      “I need you,” he whispered, his breath uneven.

      His grip guided your hand downward, pressing it against him. You sucked in a sharp breath, heat rushing to your face as realization dawned. His darkened gaze met yours, filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.

      “I’ve missed you,” he murmured, his fingers tightening around yours. “Need you. Help me, please.”

      The rawness in his voice made your heart stutter.

      It wasn’t unusual for your boyfriend to get caught up in the heat of the moment, craving intimacy when the urge struck. But the two of you usually waited until you had the privacy of home.

      That wasn’t to say there hadn’t been exceptions. Memories of past stolen moments flickered through your mind of messy, reckless encounters in places you shouldn’t have risked. A dressing room, the quiet corner of a parking lot. Times when restraint had snapped, when the need had outweighed reason. You felt a flush of embarrassment just thinking about them.

      Maybe this was one of those moments again. Maybe he just couldn’t wait.

      “What do you need?” You breathed heavily.

      “On your knees for me. Please?” He looked at you with puppy eyes. How could he be so tender and yet so dominant all at once? He was soft before he was mean. It was his way of compensating for the guilt he’d feel after destroying your body. You swallowed, heat pooling in your chest as you gave a small nod. Slowly, you sank to your knees, your hands instinctively gripping his thighs for balance. His muscles were tense beneath your touch, still warm from practice.

      He fumbled slightly as he pushed down his shorts and boxers, his breath uneven. The faint sheen of sweat still clung to his skin, a reminder of how little time had passed since he’d come off the field. But you didn’t care.

      Right now, all you wanted was to make him feel good.

      Your eyes sparkled when he freed his cock. You eagerly got to work, stroking it softly first. Your delicate hands wrapping around the base as clear pre-cum dribbled down. You did this for a few seconds, getting him ready before sticking your tongue out to lick the tip. You worked your way down, swirling the head with the tip of your tongue before beginning to swallow down. You did your best to have it hit the back of your throat, as far as you could make it go.

      “Fuck,” he groaned, the single word spilling out as his head tilted back in unrestrained abandon, his hand running through his hair as he murmured, “You enjoy this, right?”

      Caught in the throes of the moment, you could only offer a silent nod, your ability to speak rendered mute by his overwhelming presence in your mouth.

      “Tell me how much you love it,” he commanded, his voice a blend of desire and urgency that left no room for hesitation.

      “I love it when you stuff my face full of your cock, ichi. Tastes so good.” You slurred as you took it out your mouth to speak, a trail of saliva falling past your mouth.

      "Yeah, because you're mine—I’m the only one who gets to have you like this," he murmured with an intensity that belied every syllable. His words, laced with possessive fervor, hung in the charged air as he spoke.

      "You—ichi. Only you," you managed to moan, your voice thick with both desire and devotion.

      "Mhm. Yes, keep going just like that. Oh, fuck," He groaned, his voice wavering between restraint and overwhelming need. In that fervent moment, he wrestled with the impulse to seize your head and claim you entirely for himself. Yet, he deliberately held back from fucking your face, craving instead to witness you taking full command, savoring the passion you so willingly exuded on your own.

      “Pretty little thing, love you s-so much. Love how you suck me off so good. Shit–”

      “You gonna cum, love?” You asked, feeling him twitch in your mouth. He could only nod, mouth open and eyes lided as his grip on your hair weakened.

      Finally, he reached his climax, releasing himself entirely into your waiting mouth. In that fleeting moment of overwhelming passion, his eyes glazed over with an expression as if he were beholding the celestial splendor of the stars themselves. His hand tightened gently around your jaw, keeping you in place as his delicious cum traveled down your throat in a mesmerizing cascade. So warm and milky.

      You lifted your gaze to meet his, your mouth perfectly enveloping his base so completely that even his most intimate parts remained hidden from view. With deliberate devotion, you swallowed every drop, just as the good girl you were.

      But then, you caught a mischievous glint on your boyfriend's face and instinctively followed the direction of his gaze. Your heart skipped a beat as a wave of shock surged through you, your cheeks flushing with warmth at the sight that greeted you. There, framed in the doorway with an expression that oscillated between shock and anger, stood Michael Kaiser. It was in that instant you comprehended that this was Kaiser’s locker room.

      You also realized that little rascal Isagi had orchestrated everything with calculated precision. He had deliberately set the stage so that Kaiser would witness you devouring every ounce of passion from your boyfriend, leaving nothing unclaimed. And indeed, he had succeeded. Now, a twinge of embarrassment washed over you as you stood there with his cock still in your mouth, your appearance reminiscent of a deer caught in the headlights.

      Without a hint of remorse, Isagi’s hands, which had been supporting your jaw, shifted to cover your head and face, shielding you from full view, though you could still glimpse through the small gaps in his hand. With an irreverent gesture, Isagi flipped off Kaiser and let out a victorious laugh.

[tsukimirecs]

BLUE LOCK // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works. creds for divider

itoshi rin

because you're my muse

wallet

make you mine

nodus tollens

nothing more than lovesick

supernatural

mutual support

jealousy

itoshi sae

seabird

devotion

us, again

it would have been sweet

find love

freefall

valentines

michael kaiser

five dates and a proposal

sweet nothings

stench

red

what does it mean if i can't write a love letter?

it's like i'm painting pictures the way i picture paint

pulling pigtails

yoichi isagi

say you love me

fake it 'til we make it

football for dummies

lost

wednesdays with you

skirt physics

seishiro nagi

your attention on me, please!

flight of the navigator

hell or glory, i don't want anything in between

lullaby

his favorite character

good luck charm

reo mikage

sharing secrets in the dark

your tequila lips is my idea of luxury

[wttcsms]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪  lover !!

ᝰ.ᐟ even if he doesn't exude this energy to outsiders, you're happy to know that your boyfriend is the biggest simp around when it comes to you. or: the cute things he'll do for you.  (fem!reader)

featuring yoichi isagi, seishiro nagi, reo mikage, rin itoshi, rensuke kunigami content contains hotel bathroom sinks designed by a man, slight jealousy (reo is the jealous boyfriend), height differences (nagi + kunigami + rin are described as taller), wearing his clothes + clothes is described to be oversized on you (nagi), called a simp by his teammates (kunigami), clingy bf (yoichi <3) author's notes hq version coming soon!!! i just wanted to write something soft n fluffy for once <3

౨ৎ YOICHI ISAGI — goes viral on tiktok when the two of you go on vacation to celebrate your second year anniversary. you're recording yourself from the bathroom of the private villa he rented out for the two of you, and you originally wanted to record what an absolute joke the sink is. there is literally no counter space. nowhere to place any of your makeup or skincare products. yoichi interupts the video unknowingly, knocking softly and asking if he can come in. he doesn't realize you're filming, and it's entirely genuine when he asks, "is everything okay? you sounded frustrated? did you need help opening something?" you laugh before explaining the situation, and he's silent for all but one second before he goes, "oh! i'll just hold your makeup bag, and i'll hand you the stuff when you need it." (poor yoichi means well, but he's standing there for over an hour as you laugh at him when he can't tell the difference between a tube of lipgloss and liquid blush. the look of concentration on his face as he nods intently while you explain what each product is for is absolutely adorable; it's the same concentrated look he gets when he's reviewing game footage, meaning he's taking this seriously for you.) he's also the type that loves to follow you around. it's a common joke for his fans to comment "walk him like a dog, sis!" on any candid photos of you + yoichi because he is almost always holding your hand while trailing behind you. he's like your shadow as he follows you around different stores in the mall, and even when you tell him he can just sit down with the other boyfriends while you just try on some clothes, he refuses to leave your side. tries to follow you to the dressing room, and gets all pouty when he realizes he's not allowed in. makes you walk outside the dressing room with the new outfits on so he can rate them (he is incredibly biased and believes everything looks good on you and forces you to bring everything to the cashier so he can swipe his card to get it for you <3)

౨ৎ REO MIKAGE — cannot handle anyone else taking up large chunks of your time, especially when he rarely gets to see you during game season. makes a face anytime he realizes that the server at the restaurant is a guy. the server will smile at you and tell you that he'll get started on that meal for you right away, and reo leans forward once he's gone and goes, "i can't believe he was flirting with you right in front of me! disgusting!" he's actually convinced that every man in the world wants you for themselves, and if you tease him by threatening to run off with any of these men, he'll instantly frown and start telling you to take that back right now! however, he is entirely convinced that you are the greatest thing to ever grace this earth, and he feels so proud whenever you two are out in public and a fan or an employee compliments you. they could say anything postive about you, and he'll beam with pride, going "i know, right? i tell her this all the time!" it's almost common knowledge that the easiest way to get on reo's good side is to treat you well. he also loves listening to you gossip, and is the type of boyfriend who loves all your friends (even if he can't quite remember their names; it's only important that they treat you kindly and loyally), and hates everyone that you hate. he's also less forgiving than you; if someone backstabs you but you forgive them and grant them a second chance, just know that reo still hates their guts and he'll make it incredibly obvious.

౨ৎ SEISHIRO NAGI — can’t help but make video game versions of the two of you any chance he gets. he’ll pretend to not notice the way your eyes light up when you pass by any claw machine containing plushies of your favorite anime characters, but somehow he’ll manage to find himself at the machine, casually winning you your favorite as if the game isn’t designed to make everyone lose. (he’s just that good.) even if you’re not as big of a gamer as him, he’ll watch you play sims 4 (and subsequently watch you spend 3 hours on the create-a-sim section because you’re trying to create a perfect carbon copy of the two of you.) looks for his favorite hoodie only to glance over at your still-sleeping form on his bed and realizes that you’re wearing it. you look adorable in it; he’s taller than you, bigger in every aspect, so the material swallows you up. (he doesn’t wake you up nor does he ask for it back.) despite the fact that he’s taller than you, nagi is definitely a big baby, and is constantly the little spoon. he loves to come home and bury his face in your neck, loves the way you gently run your fingers through his hair (it’s the easiest way for him to fall asleep), and he’ll constantly try to find ways for you to hold him.

౨ৎ RIN ITOSHI — grants you “scary dog privilege.” literally will mean mug every man in the street as the two of you are walking together. everyone thinks that rin would be a selfish lover from his outside appearance, but he surprisingly puts up with a lot of your antics because he loves you so much. you don’t bother buying a step stool because you count on rin to get you anything you need from the tall shelves (and when you’re mad at him, he’ll purposely find ways to get all your most-used items on a hard-to-reach area so you have to sulkily seek him out and ask for his help. there’s no way in hell you put your face wash on top of the fridge, and rin looks all too happy to grab it for you.) he has a very bare social media account and most of the time, he just posts whatever his publicists draft up for him. the only post he has personally created and shared himself is the one of you on your birthday; in a sea of promotional posters and professionally taken game highlights, the smiling faces of you and rin stand out. (it’s the happiest any of his fans have ever seen him look.)

౨ৎ RENSUKE KUNIGAMI — his teammates make fun of him because he is notoriously loyal to you. they tricked him and took him out to a strip club, and there’s a viral video of kunigami staring intently at his phone, never looking up once at his surroundings. (he was going through your instagram feed + then ran out of photos to look at, so he started going through his camera roll to look at pictures and videos of you.) is the boyfriend who embodies the phrase ‘wear whatever you want, baby, i can fight.’ there’s a photo of you two that did numbers on pinterest. kunigmai is such a big guy, towers over you, honestly, but he readily gets down on his knees for you. in the photo, you two are dressed up to attend a gala. he’s on his knees, and you have one high-heel clad foot resting on the top of his thigh as he looks down and is adjusting the ankle strap of your heel for you. his friends shared the photo in the team groupchat and called him a simp, but kunigami knows that if they had someone half as great as you, they’d act just the same.

[simplyvyn]

── .✦ GOOD GAME !

Your boyfriend just won an importang match. In a huge stadium, with lots of people watching. Not just in the stadium. This game was probably in hundreds of tvs outside or inside of a home. Kids, adults, teenagers watching. And your boyfriend just won the last match. At least your secret boyfriend.

After a bit of celebration with his teammates, thanking the people who are cheering for them and some awardings or a speech with their coach he immediately ran to you.

You were there watching him win, watching him score every point or defend every attack from their opponent. Your hands was laying on the railings. He was on the other side. On the court/field.

You raised your hand, offering him a high five. Even if their were still a hundred or even thousands of people. He still ran to you. His secret lover. "Congrats. That was a good game." He responded to your high five his hand on top of yours but then he pulled you, and then kissed you on the lips. Infront of all the people. You swore you heard alot of camera flash, screams and gasp's.

I thought you two were supposed to go soft launch?

⤷kageyama, hinata, YAMAGUCHI, kuroo, kenma, OIKAWA, iwaizumi, BOKUTO, AKAASHI, atsumu (HQ) isagi, bachira, rin, SAE, nagi, REO, CHIGIRI, karasu, otoya, shidou, aiku (BLLK) + ur favs !

Note: sorry guys i felt a lil silly😋

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

heaven is a place on earth with you ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

the romance tropes that the blue lock boys would have with you.

ft; rin, isagi, kaiser, nagi

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itoshi rin - grumpy x sunshine

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ he doesn’t know how or why he fell for you, but when you’re talking to you’re friends about him, saying that he’s not “even that bad”, he can feel his face warming up. he’s never been so happy about his hair blocking much of his face. why does he feel like someone is tugging on his chest whenever he sees your smile? why are your words always carved into his memories?

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isagi yoichi - mutual pining

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ please, just get together already. that was the shared thought between…well, everyone at school. the stares, the secret notes during class, the hand holding, the walking together, the giggles, the “just hang outs, not they’re not dates!”, just let it become official already. it was cute at first—the way that his eyes softened whenever you smiled, but now it was just sappy and annoying.

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michael kaiser - childhood best friends

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ you were just a girl on a swing in the park. the girl who always went over to him—his filthy, unwashed self—and offered him food and money. no questions, just that simple action. the simple action that had him falling deep, deep, in love with a girl who didn’t even talk to him over what…over four months when they first met? well, that’s what ness thinks when he sees kaiser’s arm slung around your waist firmly. oh well, he was in no place to talk. as long as kaiser was happy.

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nagi seishiro - “it’s just casual” (it’s not)

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ you were the girl in the dorm next to him who liked video games too. that was the idea that nagi had repeated to himself over and over again. plus, a crush? what a hassle. overly passionate and positive emotions for someone? such a hassle. and since nagi had…well, no one to talk to other than you for most of his first year, it was only until reo pointed out how it was not just friendship for nagi to literally sleep on your lap every night.

[cheralith]

childhood bestfriend!kaiser who specifically always demands his managers to reserve a spot for you at every single one of his games.

you always go to support him, with him insisting he needs you there as some sort of “lucky charm” (he won’t actually admit he thinks those superstitions are bullshit), so imagine his shock when he finds out that your seat is empty on the day of one of the most important games of the season—the game that will decide who gets to compete in the german cup.

it’s ten minutes before the game starts and despite his coach’s pep talk to the team, all kaiser can focus on is your empty seat and the absolute betrayal you’ve bestowed upon him, your supposed “best friend.”

he hasn’t realized it—nor will he admit it if he ever were to come to such an epiphany—stubborn as he is, but the reason as to why he does so well in games that you’re present at is because of the fact it gives him more motivation to win and impress you rather than just solely being dependent on the faces of despair from his opponents. a unique sort of euphoria that he gets whenever he can spot you jumping up and down in your seat with his number #10 jersey on, that your praise belongs to him and him only.

so when he steps out on to the field and sees that your seat is still collecting dust, he seethes silently to himself, gritting his teeth, pissed that he even called you his best friend to begin with. because what sort of friend doesn’t show up to one of the most important games in germany’s football?!

he’s still planning to win, of course. he’s michael kaiser—he’s famous for doing so. and he plans to use all his rage that you’ve caused to do so, just in spite of you.

because he’s michael kaiser, number ten of bastard mündchen. he doesn’t need your help. he never did.

(see, what he doesn’t know is that you’re simply home sick with a cold and that you’re still dressed in his jersey, just also with a sweater and bundles of blankets on top to stay warm, but regardless, you’re still watching and cheering him on from behind the tv screen. you’ve sent him some texts and voicemails telling him so, but none have received a reply back yet and you can only imagine what this drama queen has in store for you once he wins the match.)

[imraespace]

WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SAYING.. - you're speaking ganglish

THIS includes : texts genre: crack NOTE: LMAO POPO WAS JOKING ABT IT BUT I ACTUALLY DID IT also idk if my ganglish skills ate... PART 2

PAIRINGS: ISAGI, BACHIRA, NAGI, REO, RIN, SAE, SHIDOU, AIKU, CHIGIRI

MRAESPACE masterlist

[angelfishe]

#𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐑

<< blue lock men x reader >>

Character : isagi yoichi, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, Oliver aiku and Michael kaiser

You were never a big fan of sports but your boyfriend does play soccer, when your friends about your boyfriend hobbies you said he plays soccer, you never realized how famous he was at the sport when he picks you up from university / school

#ISAGI YOICHI

~ when he told you he pick you up from your class in university / school, you didn't expect it will lead half of the population of the school would circle around him. When you heard someone famous show up to your school you didn't expect to be your boyfriend.

~ he finally spotted you far away from the crowd and immediately walked towards you ignoring the people that were asking for his autographs, he grabbed your hand and asked you if you were ready to go home and both of you walked out of the halls of students with their jaws down on the floor. When you reach home many students start to text you about your relationship with him as well as your friends.

#RIN ITOSHI

~ you were finishing up on a group project with your classmates when rin text you he was In front of the gates to pick you up, on cue you hear many students yelling about a famous soccer player waiting on the gates when you were packing up on your things.

~ when you arrive In front of the gate there's already a crowd whispering about the famous player, you tap at one of your classmates and they say "it's the famous soccer player itoshi rin" and on cue your boyfriend spotted you and called you towards to come here and that walk towards him you could feel many eyes staring at you as you approach your boyfriend, he ask as if you were okay and you said you were fine.

#SAE ITOSHI

~ you were in a middle lecture from your professor, originally you were supposed to leave 15 minutes ago but your professor assists to stay to teach you more about the topic, you already told your boyfriend about this and you told him it's fine for him to leave for him not to be late for practice. But he assists and he'll wait for you.

~ as well in your school group chat you noticed many students talking about someone famous is walking in the hallways, on cue someone open the door towards the class room it's your boyfriend and he's here to pick you up, your professor stunt to you to pick up your stuff and the walk towards him you feel eyes watching at you as well in the hallway, he was holding your waist and wasting no attention towards the audience watching you guys Evey step only thing that matters is you with him.

#OLIVER AIKU

~ apparently someone really famous is in school right now and every single one of your friends was gushing over this someone talking about how handsome he is, you thought it was a model because since they won't stop stalking about how handsome he is, so you were there enjoying your lunch with your friends outside enjoying the nice day until your friends stop talking suddenly and silhouette appear behind you and someones hands hugs around your waist as well the so familiar black hair laying on your shoulder and those heterochromia eyes looking at you. It's your boyfriend Oliver aiku

~ he takes a seat next to your hands on your waist, he was supposed to pick you up after lunch but he was inpatient and miss you so much, he greets your friends that were stunt suddenly they realest a scream and send a hundreds question about your relationship and saying how dare you hide this secret. Meanwhile Oliver is laughing about your situation.

#MICHAEL KAISER

~ your school was hosting a festival and you thought it was a good idea to invite your boyfriend and his best friend towards it because he never was in school as well giving him a tour of your campus, you never expected him to arrive inside of a limo and this managed to catch the attention of many bystanders.

~ the entire duration of the tour was people keep staring at you both, and we'll ness he explores the school grounds giving you privacy. It feels awkward since you were paying attention to the crowd instead of the tour and he finds it annoying so he grabs your waist and whispers something in front of the crowd causing many people screaming. After the tour was done Michael decided to go and see more of the school, you were soon bombarded with many questions about your relationship by your friends, classmates and even your professors.

[iid-smile]

★ — doing the 'we listen and we don't judge' challenge with bllk boys!

isagi, bachira, karasu, nagi, rin, chigiri

content — maybe ooc especially for karasu, nagi is a red flag, underwear mentioned in karasu's, bachira is gross (please beware) 😧

a/n: not my idea, but i dont know if i should tag or not 🫣 trying to write out what im imagining in my head is the WORST so pls bare with me 🙏🙏 also there might be mistakes bc my grammar is shit

★ — isagi yoichi

"you know how we were playing mario kart the other day?" his thumbs twirl around each other amid his struggle to make eye contact with you. he's always felt bad lying to your face, but that specific time, he didn't really lie, only hid it from you. "and you lost really bad on that one map?"

at least it's better than what you were expecting. you've seen some couples break up over this trend despite being picture-perfect, and you didn't want to be victim to that curse either. "uh huh..." you nod.

"i searched up where the best shortcuts were and spent three hours every day for a month practicing speed runs."

"nooooo!" your hand lands on his as disbelief washes over you. "baby, why would you do that?" betrayal. betrayal. your own boyfriend has kept something like this a secret for how long?

"i'm sorry!" was it selfish to admit that some weight was lifted off his shoulders too? or that he's actually done that with the majority of the maps? no, he won't say that. "i just—"

"that's my favourite map too..." you pout up at him. you weren't actually that upset, but you knew that looking the part would earn you some cuddles and kisses, which you were craving right now.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry." his arms wrap around you as he whispers out soft apologies, his lips pressing on your temple. "i'll teach you what i know, okay?"

★ — bachira meguru

"we listen and we don't—"

"i dropped your toothbrush in the toilet three times in a row and i didn't clean it afterwards."

"..."

"what?" bachira's eyebrows raise in confusion, slightly cutting out of the frame as his feet fiddle around as he plays with the electric yellow tips of his hair. "oh! also once there was no toilet paper, but i really really needed to dookie, and only your towel was there, so..."

oh, you don't even want to touch him. or yourself. or anything at this rate. mind you, that event happened yesterday, not a long time ago. "seriously!?"

"what?" his innocent act strikes again, looking at you with big eyes as you struggle to wrap your head around whatever he's just said. and why the hell are they all linked to the bathroom? is that why he spends hours in there at a time?

"you told me that was chocolate!" you gasp, the walls guarding over the truth crumbling down all at once.

"some of it was, yeah. i think i'm lactose intolerant."

oh, god...

★ — karasu tabito

"what, i just say something i've never told you?" karasu muses, his eyes on you rather than the camera as he leans on the kitchen counter, head nestled on his fist.

he hums mindlessly, mind reeling through memories. what hasn't he told you? the words 'i can't think of anything' remain on the tip of his tongue, but after a while, his eyebrows twitch. it was certainly something, but that's what you wanted, right?

"i've worn your underwear once... i think." he admits, acting like that was an ordinary thing to say.

um... what? "what do you mean 'you think'?" in your 'rage', you feebly punch at his chest, only for it to be caught with ease by him.

he knows full well that he could overpower you if he wanted to, but he lets you have your fun, or frustration, pushing back on your hands with equal strength. "no, no, you said no questions." he chuckles, finding your efforts to fight back adorable.

"but—!"

"that's your rule, not mine."

★ — nagi seishiro

"we listen and we don't—" you tug on the sleeve of nagi's hoodie, trying to coax him into sitting up. "sei, at least try to look at the camera."

for a few seconds, there's a few mumbled 'no...'s from him, as well as your near desperate pleas for him to at least attempt to do something for you for once. every time you want to do a cute or funny tiktok trend with him, it's always a struggle for to get up, or in most cases, listen to you at all.

right when you least expect it, he has his response. "i used to hate you a lot. maybe still do. there. are we done?"

your jaw immediately drops. "sei, you can't just..." you're hurt, confused, conflicted and... now you don't know what to do. should you continue? should you cut the video and ask for him to explain himself?

"that's what you wanted me to say." his voice perks up from behind you as he plops onto his back again. the sound of his game fills your ears once more as you're still stunned in silence, only for him to pour more salt onto the wound. "or do you want me to continue?"

yeah, you are not posting this.

★ — itoshi rin

rin blinks at you in confusion as you try to break down the trend to him, his eyes unusually wide as they remained trained on yours. he's just so lost, because why would he ever want to say something mean directly to you just for a funny video?

once it's his turn, you have to give him a little nudge, signalling that it's his turn. honestly, he doesn't even know what to do, even after your little demonstration before him.

he thinks, and he thinks, and he thinks, but nothing comes to mind. "i like it when you wear my jerseys."

you almost wanted to melt from how cute his tiny confession was right then and there. you inferred as much, but hearing him say it out loud "that's not something i can judge, rin."

"i don't really have anything to say." his gaze drifts around the room, landing on the camera for a split second before looking away.

scoffing, your body turns towards him. how does he not? "you judge me all the time!" you blurt out, remembering all of the times you've been a target of his foul mouth.

"that's because you're weird. sometimes."

"sometimes— you know what, it's better than what i've heard you say to certain people." literally everybody he knows fits under the 'certain people' umbrella.

★ — chigiri hyoma

you were a little scared, because chigiri seemed a bit too on board with the idea. knowing him, he's got a lot of stuff to say, bad or worse. hell, he could insult your entire existence and that would be the genuine truth, based on the gossip you've had together, but he's not that mean to you. right?

he looks you dead in the eye. "i've made a pros and cons list about you five times, and the last one was a week ago."

"hyo!" you immediately exclaim, playfully pushing his side. not as bad as you were expecting, but it certainly stung.

he simply shrugs his shoulders. "i mean, there wasn't any cons the last time, so..." you both stare at each other, and his lips thin into a straight line, pulling off the most unbothered expression that he could.

"you're lying." and he's never been a good liar either.

ignoring you, he turns back to the camera, somehow managing to hold back his giggles as he refuses to elaborate. "we listen and we don't—"

"chigiri hyoma."

"we listen and— ow!" the video cuts off with you delivering a barrage of hits against his arm. don't worry, they were all light and they didn't hurt; as you claim, not him.

[thebestsetter]

OTOYA EITA, OLIVER AIKU, Sendou Shuto, Isagi Yoichi (kinda),INUMAKI TOGE, Gojo Satoru, Suna Rintarou, Atsumu Miya, KUROO TETSURO,Nishinoya Yu, Tanaka Ryunoske, Denki Kamimari, PERCY JACKSON

[flowafairy]

his eyes are like angels ✿ bllk multi

﹒postscript : what’s his favorite thing about you? feat. ɞ‎ isagi, nagi, rin, sae, kaiser ʚ brief spoilers in kaiser’s.

isagi loves your words of affirmation. they feel like a refreshing breath of air that always manages to cool his mind off of blue lock. it makes him feel alive again when you praise a ‘cool move’ he played on the field. all the crap he hears when he’s at blue lock seems to melt away when your encouragement hits his ears and reminds him—soccer is not everything he has—because he has you too.

nagi always finds himself falling into a coma-deep sleep when you embrace him. the warmth of your hug sends him into a state of euphoria. he knows for sure he could never resort back to a pillow or an extra blanket whenever it was too cold—that could never beat the cosyness of your arms. maybe he doesn’t say it much, but you make him feel at home.

rin won’t admit it, but he loves hearing your voice, even if you tend to overuse it. whether it be you spamming him with voice mails, calling him late at night or just dropping by to yap. he’s delighted to know you’re comfortable with sharing a part of your life with him. it makes him feel like he’s holding onto something precious. it doesn’t matter what you’re talking about, rin will always cherish the sound of your voice ringing in his ears.

sae loves seeing you smile. even for something as small as him returning back home from practice, you never fail to have a cheeky smile on your face—“i was waiting for you.” you’d chirp and he could only give you an amused look. truth be told, your smile always brought a rush of nostalgia over him. the glee of your lips curling upwards reminded him of how rin would greet him when he came back home from playing soccer.

kaiser used to flinch whenever he’d feel your hand briefly hover over his. he was still new to the aspect of physical affection in your relationship. one by one your fingers would loosen up the wall he built around himself, and soon he found himself craving your affection. his body had long forgotten the impact his father made, instead replaced by your soothing touch.

[eclipixels]

Mine

Yoichi Isagi x Reader

This is pt.1

Content: You finally meet Kaiser for the first time and, as expected, your boyfriend hated every second of it

pt.2 -> "Yours"

[1,884 words]

      Isagi paced back and forth in his room, his frustration loud. The creak of the floorboards echoed his every step as he muttered under his breath, his hands running through his disheveled dark blue hair. Blue Lock had granted him a rare weekend break after the intense commencement of the Neo Egoist League, yet his mind was far from restful.

      "Winning against him isn't enough," Isagi finally blurted out, his voice a mixture of anger and resolve. "I want him dead."

      You sat cross-legged on his bed, your laptop perched on your knees. Finals had consumed your attention, leaving you out of the loop regarding Isagi's latest adversary and this whole new Blue Lock show. The way your boyfriend described this "Kaiser" guy was enough to make you believe the man might actually be the devil.

      "Baby, don’t you think that’s a little too far?" you asked cautiously, hoping to diffuse the intensity.

      "Not as far as how deep I’m gonna shove my foot down his throat after I score the winning goal," he continued, looking like a mad man. Oh boy.

      You winced, unsure of how to respond. "Oh, um, that’s not…"

      "Honestly," Isagi interrupted, his voice rising, "he should go kill himself. Right, baby? Say yes. Yes. Agree with me, please." He turned to you with an almost desperate look in his eyes.

      "I don’t know—" you began, only to be cut off again.

      "God, I hope lightning strikes him down. That gay ass fucking fa—"

      "Woah! Let’s calm down there, babe," you interjected, alarmed. You raised your hands in a placating gesture, fearing where his words might lead. "Don’t say that."

      "You don’t understand, love," he said through clenched teeth, his fists balling at his sides. The raw emotion in his voice was both startling and heartbreaking. Who the fuck was this guy that had your boyfriend losing his god damn mind?

      “C’mere” You gestured towards yourself, setting your laptop down beside you. He pouted before collapsing onto you, snuggling his face into your body.

      You exhaled softly, trying to steady the conversation. "I may not, but you need to be the bigger person here. Don’t let it get to you, okay?"

      Isagi let out a frustrated huff, his shoulders sagging slightly as some of the tension left his body. "Hmpf, he just gets me so mad," he admitted, his voice quieter but still charged with frustration.

      "I know, my love. I know," you said softly, your tone soothing.

      He looked up at you then, his dark eyes softening, filled with an almost childlike vulnerability. "You love me?"

      You smiled, your heart melting at the sudden shift in his demeanor. "Of course, Ichi!"

      "You’d do anything for me?" he asked, tilting his head with a sly smile that hinted at mischief. Oh god.

      "Depends…" you replied warily, sensing a trap.

      "Fun date idea! I kill him and you help me hide the body," he quipped, his tone still tinged with residual frustration.

      "Yoichi!" you exclaimed, incredulous.

      "What? Praying on his downfall isn't enough, I need to participate in it."

      You groaned, throwing your hands in the air. "Oh my god."

      –

      You had decided to visit Blue Lock the following Monday, armed with a basket full of homemade cookies. Ever since that chaotic day during Blue Lock’s early days when you barged in unannounced, demanding to see Yoichi, you'd somehow managed to win over nearly everyone. It was surprising how quickly you'd become a familiar and welcome presence in such an intense environment. Even Ego, who rarely exhibited anything resembling warmth, seemed to tolerate you.

      “Oh, L/N. Nice to see you,” Ego grumbled, his eyes momentarily flickering from the numerous screens in front of him.

      “Nice to see you too! Here.” You handed him a cookie with a small smile.

      For a second, Ego simply stared at the offering, as if it were some foreign object. Then, with a curt nod, he accepted it. His usual gruff demeanor faltered ever so slightly, and you could’ve sworn his eyes lit up briefly. But that was most likely because it was the first time he'd eaten something other than cup noodles in weeks.

      Anri was next. “Oh, thank you, Y/N!” she said warmly, clearly delighted by the gesture.

      You made your way through the facility, handing out cookies to the players. A wave of gratitude followed you wherever you went. Even Rin came back for seconds.

      You were a little nervous to meet Europe's top five but by the end of it, you were cracking jokes with Chris Prince and even had Noel Noa, the Noel Noa, compliment your baking. It was like a dream.

      “Thank you so much, Y/N-chan! These are amazing!” Bachira grinned as he took a generous bite.

      “You got more?” Igarashi asked eagerly, his eyes wide with anticipation. After weeks of natto and pickled raddish, his taste buds were still in recovery so this was a rare and luxurious treat for him.

      You chuckled. “Don’t worry, I baked plenty. I know how much you guys eat.”

      However, your mind was elsewhere. You scanned the pitch for your boyfriend, but he was nowhere to be found. Just as you resolved to go look for him, you accidentally bumped into someone—a very tall someone.

      The strong scent of Dior Sauvage immediately assaulted your senses, making you wince slightly.

      “Oh, hello there.” The man’s voice was smooth and.. German?

      “Ah, sorry about that,” you replied in the same language, catching him off guard.

      “You speak German?” he asked, a brow raised in curiosity.

      “Just a little,” you admitted.

      “It’s good,” he remarked, a small smile tugging at his lips.

      “Thanks. I, uh, had a phase when I was obsessed with a German boy band at twelve, so I learned some German back then.” You chuckled, feeling a bit self-conscious about the admission.

      The man chuckled too, clearly amused. “Interesting.”

      Isagi emerged from the locker room, his eyes immediately landing on the group of players happily munching on your cookies. He smiled to himself, realizing you were nearby. However, his smile vanished when Nagi casually nudged him and pointed toward the field.

      There you were, chatting it up with none other than Michael fucking Kaiser.

      What the actual fuck?

      Isagi’s jaw clenched as he watched Kaiser lean in slightly, his body language oozing confidence and flirtation. Why was that bastard so close to you?

      “You’re interesting,” Kaiser murmured, stepping just a bit closer to you.

      You blinked, unsure of how to respond. “Uh… thanks? Want a cookie? I made enough for everyone.”

      “Maybe,” Kaiser said with a smirk. “But I didn’t catch your name.”

      “Oh, it’s Y/n.”

      “Michael.”

      Your eyes widened slightly. “M-Michael? Michael Kaiser?”

      “Ah, so you’ve heard of me.” He grinned, his hand reaching up to gently tilt your chin upward. “Good things, I hope.”

      Before you could step back, a firm hand grabbed your arm and pulled you away.

      “Actually, all bad things, you fucking asshole. Get away from my girlfriend,” Isagi growled, positioning himself protectively in front of you.

      Kaiser’s smirk widened as he processed Isagi’s words. His gaze shifted between you and Isagi, a glint of mischief sparkling in his eyes. It was clear he was already scheming. How had Isagi managed to bag a bad bitch like you? And more importantly, how could he use you as a pawn in this game of destroying Isagi’s ego?

      Isagi, however, was no fool. He could see the gears turning in Kaiser’s head and immediately shot him a look that screamed, ‘don’t you fucking dare even think about it.’

      Kaiser’s grin remained, but he raised his hands in mock surrender. “Relax, Yoichi. I was just being friendly.”

      “Yeah? Well, don’t,” Isagi snapped, his tone leaving no room for argument. “She doesn’t need you as a friend.”

      “Yikes, Liebling. Is he usually this controlling?” He turned to look at you.

      “Oh shut it, Kaiser,” Isagi snapped.

      “I think the pretty girl here can speak for herself. If she doesn’t want me talking to her, she can say that.”

      “Let’s just walk away, Ichi.” You tugged on your boyfriend’s jersey trying to pull him away from the situation. Isagi stared hard at Kaiser, secretly hoping that his look was enough to burn a hole through the European man and kill him.

      Your words from earlier echoed in his mind. Be the better person. With a deep breath, he listened to your advice, turning on his heel to walk away. But then Kaiser’s taunting voice cut through the tension like a blade.

      “She’s way too good for someone like you. Let me know when she’s done with you so I can take my turn.”

      That was all it took. Your boyfriend froze, his jaw tightening, his fists clenching at his sides. The restraint he’d managed only seconds before dissolved, and in an instant, he spun around and stormed back. Grabbing Kaiser by the collar, he yanked him close, his voice low and venomous.

      “Listen here, you shitty clown. Keep her name out of your mouth. You can talk shit about me all you want, but she’s off-limits. Say one more thing about her, and I’ll make damn sure you’ll never set foot on a soccer field again. Got it?”

      Kaiser didn’t flinch. Instead, he grinned. A sly, infuriating smirk that made it impossible to tell if he was taking Isagi’s words seriously or mocking him. You felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you as the scene unfolded, the attention of the entire field now drawn to the confrontation. Where was Ego? Normally, he’d step in by now on that damn screen.

      “You’re insane,” Kaiser finally said, his laughter ringing out as he grabbed Isagi’s wrists and shoved him away. He dusted off his jersey and added smugly, “But out of respect for the girl, I’ll back off. Not because of you.”

      Isagi’s shoulders were tense, his fists still clenched at his sides just itching to wipe that arrogant look off Kaiser’s face. But he noticed how uncomfortable you looked, and his own anger began to subside. Kaiser wasn’t worth it, not if it meant upsetting you.

      Kaiser walked away scoffing. But Isagi was still super tense.

      “Are you okay?” you asked, your voice cautious but warm as you stepped closer.

      “Fine,” he muttered, though his tone was gruff.

      Then his eyes met yours, and the storm within him seemed to calm. His muscles relaxed, and while he didn’t smile, his expression shifted, relief washing over his features.

      “Cookie?” Your innocent question caught him off guard. He chuckled, the sound light and genuine, before taking your hand in his and leading you back to where his friends were gathered. They were already devouring the baked goods you’d brought, and you doubted there would be anything left for him.

      But you knew this wasn’t over. You could already tell Kaiser would be a thorn in your boyfriend’s soccer career for a little while. You just hoped it wouldn’t take too heavy a toll.

      When no one was looking, Isagi stole a quick kiss, catching you by surprise. His lips tasted of the cookie he’d just eaten, sweet and warm.

      “Mine,” he whispered, his voice firm but filled with affection as he grabbed your waist.

      “Yours,” you replied softly, your heart fluttering.

[tsukimirecs]

BLUE LOCK // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works. credit for divider

itoshi rin

bitter truths

( i love you )

no fear

chose yourself too

love story

why are you at my door at 10:57pm?

wont you lend me your faith?

sweet glances

michael kaiser

voyeur to belonging

how to subtly show someone you're interested

seasons

when stars can't hold their weight, they explode

liebevoll

the instrument

anyone but you

bachira meguru

another word for homesick. (i want to say your name again)

heatwaves

rosy glasses

you arrive like a dream

yoichi isagi

you'll never find a love like mine

letters to a striker

the priorities of isagi yoichi

ravenous

seishiro nagi

my precious treasure(s)

one pure thing of intimacy an love

i'm your number 1

the obvious truth about nagi seichiro's girlfriend

your flower

reo mikage

stars you only see during the day

august 12th

[merlucide]

SAYING GOODBYE B4 THEY LEAVE FOR BLLK!

You stand with your boyfriend in front of the large commercial bus

He’ll be gone for a long time, and you know that. A mix of emotions swirl inside you—pride, happiness, and the ache of knowing you’ll miss him like hell. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you couldn’t be prouder of him for chasing after his dreams, but the feelings are still real. You really can’t help the tears that threaten to spill. He reaches out, gently tucking a stray strand behind your ear. He softly exhales before speaking:

ISAGI YOICHI

“It’ll only be for a little while…” Isagi attempts to make you feel better about the situation. You give a half-hearted smile and sigh. “Yeah, yeah, you better win whatever there is to win,” you playfully order, which makes him beam softly.

“Of course. I love you, Y/N,” he says, kissing your cheek before kissing you on the lips.

“Wish me luck!” Isagi smiles before ducking into the bus, you softly laugh watching the bus drive off.

BACHIRA MEGURU

“Aww, come on, Y/N-chan, don’t look so sad. You’ll make me sad,” Bachira says, holding your face in his hands and pressing a kiss on top of your nose. “I’ll be back before you know it!” His smile falters slightly before he kisses you on the lips. “I’m gonna miss you bunches, though. You’re gonna wait for me, right?”

You softly sigh, looking into his honest yellow eyes. “Of course, Meguru, always.” You hug him tightly, and he returns the embrace even tighter. “I love you,” he whispers as he walks onto the bus.

CHIGIRI HYOMA

“I’ll be back soon, probably in two or three weeks. I don’t plan on being there long,” Chigiri reminds you, hoping to ease your mind.

“Still, I’ll miss you, you know,” you say honestly, cradling your arms around yourself.

He softly sighs and kisses your temple. “So dramatic,” he teases. He hugs you and squeezes your hand twice. “I’ll miss you. I promise I’ll be back soon. Love you.”

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE

He presses a lingering kiss on your forehead, his hand trailing down to gently cup your cheek. “No use in crying about this. It’s not like I won’t ever see you again,” Kunigami attempts to soothe your feelings. “You won’t even notice I’m gone.”

You sniffle gently. “But I will notice, Ren.” His face softens, and he offers a comforting smile. “It’ll only be a few weeks, then I’ll be back.”

“Will you still like me when you come back?” you selfishly murmur.

“Of course I will,” he replies, his voice steady. “I will always love you. A few weeks shouldn’t change a person that much. I’ll come back just like I left, still the same ol’ boring guy.” He smiles before pressing a goodbye kiss onto your lips.

REO MIKAGE

“It pains me to leave you, my love, but I need to go. This could—”

“I know, I know. I want you to go. I’ll just miss you,” you interrupt, giving a soft smile. “You’ll do great; I know it.”

Reo melts under your affectionate gaze, taking your hand and pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to it.

“I’ll think of you the whole time,” Reo promises, and you snort softly in response.

ITOSHI RIN

“Tch. Come on, don’t get emotional,” Rin sighs, looking at the awaiting bus. You glare at him through your blurry eyes, letting a tear slip down your cheek. Rin reaches out to wipe it away. “Crybaby…” he mutters. “I’m going to crush everyone out there, and then I’ll come back, okay?”

He gives a kiss to your jaw before walking off onto the bus. He watches you through the tinted windows as they drive off.

omg help my eyes burn and I’m so tired but I had to get this idea O U T

Maybe ill make pt2 who knows

[itoshiexx]

when you're mad and use their full name

how the blue lock boyfriends react when you're mad and use their full name

pairings: isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro and itoshi sae x gn!reader (separate) | warnings: little arguments, angst if u squint, reader is kinda hot headed? lol, mostly fluff and the boys wanting to be in your good graces.

notes: did i kick depression in the ass to finish this? not really. but it worked, and here i am! this is my nagi seishiro debut omgggg hopefully i did him justice and he's not too ooc. also new design for the scenarios to match my theme. enjoy, lovelies! let me know if you'd like especific scenarios and send me an ask :)

masterlist

ISAGI YOICHI

yoichi hoped he would die. 

really. 

it’s the least he deserved for making you angry — even more so because he didn’t know what made you angry in the first place. he spent the last fifteen minutes excavating his mind to try and remember what could have ticked you off so much that you don’t even wanna look at him.

he hates it. isagi needs your eyes on him, needs to hear your voice and touch your skin. and with the way you’re so silent and distant, he might be just like a man in the desert without water.

“baby,” he looked at you on the other end of the couch, intently watching the tv show in front of you.  just a glimpse would make him breathe again. just a nod would ease his nerves. hell, he would even take a glare, as long as you were looking at him.

but he got nothing. zero. nada.

“baby, please,” he tried again. “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make you mad.”

you furrowed your eyebrows, but still didn’t spare him a glance. he sighed.

“i’ll never do it agai—”

“do you even know why you’re apologizing, isagi yoichi?!” you asked, exasperated. your boyfriend froze on the spot when hearing his full name, because of course he didn’t. 

as far as he knew, you were having a great day together. he bought you breakfast from your favorite bakery, you made a delicious lunch and then you two went out shopping. he even gifted you with a beautiful necklace after an enthusiastic shop employee offered to show him some pieces—

oh.

“you got jealous of the saleswoman?”

“blah blah you got jealous of the saleswoman? heck yeah I did!” you impersonated him with a high pitched, sarcastic voice that showed just how mad you were. “she was all over you, yoichi, and you didn’t do anything!” 

he swallowed thickly, daring to approach you on the couch. he hugged your frame, despite the crossed arms in front of your chest making it a little hard.

“i’m sorry, darling. i didn’t even notice she was being inappropriate because you’re the only one i pay attention to. and i always figured people would never dare be so bold if you’re by my side and we’re clearly together.”

his sweet words coated you, making you glance away, knowing that looking at his puppy eyes would end you for good. 

“you should have done something anyway.”

“i know. i totally should, and i’m sorry i didn’t. i never meant to make you feel bad or let people disrespect you.” he rested his chin on your shoulder, breath shuddering right on your ear.

the sincerity in his voice was enough to chip away your anger, and you visibly relaxed in his embrace. yoichi held a breath of relief, knowing he still had to be careful.

“i’m sorry, baby. it won’t happen again. forgive me, please?” he placed a sweet kiss on your cheek, and god, how could you keep being mad like that?

damn isagi yoichi and his genuine blue eyes.

you uncrossed your arms, embracing his instead, and finally looked at him with love again.

“fine. but just because you’re so charming, ‘ichi.”

he chuckled. “you’re the charming one. i’m totally under your spell, darling.”

and when your lips met, yoichi hoped to keep living just to have more of you.

NAGI SEISHIRO

people would often ask him if his detached, nonchalant persona ever got in his way through his life. seishiro would always say no, because everything and everyone he did care about understood his lazy way and inability to do… pretty much everything.

that didn’t mean he never made the effort, though. as much as nagi liked to live like a sloth and just go on with his life playing video games, there were still things in his life that were worth it. like football. his friends. and you, of course. 

ever since you met, seishiro discovered that being with you wasn’t a bother. and after he fell in love and you became a couple, he found himself eager to indulge you, even if it meant going out of his way. his friends congratulated him and expressed genuine happiness to see how much he improved, and that, along with your beautiful smile, filled his heart with joy. 

however, no matter how much he tried, he was still…

“nagi seishiro.” 

a shiver ran down his spine with the sound of your voice, and not the good kind. he had never heard you sound so stern, so angry, so… disappointed, even. enough to leave a sour taste in his mouth. so much so he immediately lifted his eyes from his console, only to find your harsh gaze.

“ehh? wha’ did i do, angel? don’t say my name like that,” he pouted, crawling towards your body splayed on the bed. 

even when you tried to fight his embrace, nagi took advantage of his large frame to engulf you and lay his head on your chest, so you wouldn’t walk away in case you got any angrier.

“babeeeee,” he whined, hugging you tighter.

“let go of me,” you said, and he just shook his head. “you deserve it. you weren’t even listening to what i was saying, were you?”

what a hassle. he really wasn’t listening, but… well, he got way too focused on beating the last boss. could you really blame him? 

he heard you scoff. “oh, my bad, i should have known it was the last boss. it’s more important than me anyway, right, nagi?”

fuck. fuck. fuck. did he say that out loud? he sounded like a dick. you had every right to be mad and call him by his full or last name. 

nagi lifted his head from your chest to look at you, feeling his throat tighten with the sight of your teary eyes. guilt gnawed at his chest when seeing how upset and frustrated you were. 

“eh, ’m sorry, pretty thing. i got too caught up ‘n didn’t notice you were talking t’me.”

“am i that invisible to you?” a tear almost rolled down your cheek. seishiro shook his head, a little more exasperated than usual. 

“huh? ’f course not, angel. y’re never invisible. all i see is you. y’re the most important to me,” he held eye contact, and even though you wanted to tear your gaze away, seishiro’s eyes were more magnetizing than ever, even if your view was a little blurry.

you knew your boyfriend wasn’t the type to lie, since he always claimed it was a hassle. you knew you were important to him, but his lack of consideration still hurt. 

“i’ll apologize as many times as you wish. ‘m sorry for not listening and making you feel bad. i never wan’ you to feel bad, pretty thing.” 

nagi used his strength to roll around and switch your positions, in a way you were on top of him instead. he started caressing your hair in a soothing motion, making your eyelashes flutter. “y’can talk as much as you want. i promise i’ll listen t’you.”

your eyes welled with tears for a different reason, and you hugged the striker as hard as you could. even if he faltered, seishiro never failed to make up to you and make you feel loved.

“promise, sei?”

“promise.”

ITOSHI SAE

although sae wasn’t exactly smart in the emotions field, he always knew when you weren’t happy with something. you scowled, huffed and rolled your eyes, keeping an eerie silence that was only broken when absolutely necessary. 

at that moment, he was sure you weren’t happy with him.

you both kept to yourselves while still at the event, masquerading any problems for the cameras. sae had a hand at the small of your back and he could feel how stiff you were. the midfielder wouldn't admit that seeing you so uncomfortable around him made his heart pang.

at the limo, the path to your shared penthouse was quiet, and you brushed him off when he tried to hold your hand. sae could only stare at his window with furrowed brows, itching to dissipate this awkward atmosphere. he never liked when you were mad, especially at him.

he expected some sort of explosion when you got to your apartment, but you kept your glaze off him, trying to walk to the bedroom for your night routine without even sparing him a word. 

nuh-uh. that wouldn’t do. 

he held your wrist before you could go, and lightly pulled you so that you were facing him. your eyes widened with the sudden movement, but narrowed as soon as landed on his face. 

“why are you mad?”

you scoffed. the audacity of this man. 

“you know exactly why i’m mad, itoshi sae.”

shit, the government name? you were really fucking angry.

“i wouldn’t be asking if i knew,” he answered, immediately regretting it when you glared at him, as if saying that wasn’t the right answer. “i-i mean… i didn’t realize what was wrong, amor.”

you walked closer to your boyfriend, making him release your wrist. despite his typical stoic face, sae was clinging to your every word.

“itoshi sae, you can not talk to your little brother like that!” you nearly growled on his face, surprising him. “you were very rude and condescending, and that’s no way to speak to rin!”

he frowned. you were mad because of rin? the little green monster inside of him threatened to grow, but he forced him to stay put. sae didn’t want to anger you further, so he simply let his hands slither to your hips, pulling you closer to him.

“i don’t think i was rud—” you lifted one eyebrow, and he rolled his eyes. “fine. i might have been kinda harsh.”

“and?” you crossed your arms.

he sighed. “i will apologize.”

“i’m serious about this, itoshi sae. i will ask rin—”

“i’ll tell him i’m sorry, okay? no need to keep talking about rin.” he interrupted, palms traveling to your ass while he nosed your neck. he planted a small kiss under your ear, huffing a minty breath that made you shudder. sae smirked. “and no need to keep calling me by full name, either. what happened to ‘cariño’?”

you held onto his biceps for some grounding, but still didn’t budge. 

“you weren’t very sweet today, so it’s not fitting.” 

he pouted while hiding in your neck, taking full advantage that you couldn’t see him, but was quick to withdraw to face you once again, touching your noses. one of his hands cradled your jaw, and you sighed with the pathetic effect your boyfriend had on you. 

“perdóname, amor?” he whispered against your lips, eyes sincere like you knew he could be. your poor little heart could never resist him when he was like this, rarely vulnerable and eager for you.

you gave a long exhale, arms moving to tangle around his neck. and folded.

“as long as you make it right, mi cariño.”

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the look of love ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

how are their eyes when they’re in love?

ft; isagi, rin, barou

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isagi’s eyes light up when he’s in love.

whenever he looks at you, his eyes always brighten. his eyes glimmer as if the stars and sun itself are in his eyes. and when you smile, it’s like his eyes are reflecting off of your perfect bright smile. that passionate gleam in his eyes when isagi is in love is only rivaled when isagi is playing soccer. truly, when isagi falls in love, the sun isn’t the center of the solar system: your eyes are, and isagi’s eyes will always reflect the shining light that you emit.

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rin’s pupils dilate when he’s in love.

pupils dilate by 45% when they see something that they love, and rin’s are no exception to that. the only thing is…his dilation is painfully obvious. rin’s eyes nearly automatically turn into boba eyes whenever you’re around—eyes becoming rounder, more childlike, more lovely. whenever you’re around, his eyes are always on you. you once joked that the reason his pupils dilate so much whenever you’re around is because his eyes need to be on you no matter what. you meant it as a joke, but rin thinks that what you say is the truth.

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barou’s eyes soften when he’s in love.

when he looks at you, his sharp and intimidating eyes always turn oddly gentle, his red irises going from the color of blood to the color of rubies. according to isagi and bachira, they will never forget the time when barou was threatening to kill the two of them one second, and then the next second when barou saw you, barou’s gaze just softened instantly—almost as if he just saw an angel, and barou stopped his threats.