#Blue Lock x You

[dollbrbie]

♡ ⸝⸝ I LOVE YOU

cw. fratboy isagi, smut mdni, body worship, soft sex, isagi is so so so sweet in this, reader is a lil tipsy tho, crying during sex lol, they love each other sm it’s nauseating, very fluffy at the end

“isagi. fuck off.”, you groan, isagi’s hand on your wrist as you attempt to walk away.

“no. i’m so done with you pretending like you’re fine without me. you- you never wanted this. there’s no way you just randomly wanted to leave me.”, he frowns with a frustrated tone.

“i’m not doing this in front of everyone.”, you sigh, “it’s embarrassing.”

you’re not even sure how you got yourself in this situation. you were just partying with your girls, actually having some fun since your breakup. and the next minute, you had isagi’s hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you away with his cheeks flushed in anger.

he huffs, pulling you towards him before looking for some empty bedroom to talk to you in, “well, we’re in private now.”, he crosses his arms, “and you’re gonna tell me why you left me, i don’t deserve this.”

you frown, “i told you why..”

“i don’t believe you. i don’t believe that you just wanted to throw everything away so randomly.”

“it wasn’t- it wasn’t random.”, you sigh, “shouldn’t you be happy about this? i don’t get why you keep holding onto this, onto me.”

he frowns in confusion, “why would i be happy that my girlfriend left me?”

maybe it was the fact you were tipsy, maybe it was because you missed him. but, you just felt yourself pouring out the truth that was so desperate to come out, “because i’ve- i’ve never been good enough for you. everyone says it! we don’t make sense.”

“what?”, he mumbles

“don’t act like you don’t know. you’ve heard what your friends said and it’s not like you said anything to them about it.”, you sigh, crossing your arms and looking up at isagi with a frown.

“my friends.. said shit to you? baby, please- please tell me you didn’t break up with me cause of that.”, he utters, itching closer to you with a pained expression.

you shrug, “yeah, but it’s not like they were wrong, so..”

he rubs up your shoulders, his touch so gentle and reassuring that you just wanted to cry in his arms. but you couldn’t. there’s no way you could do that right now.

“what did they say?”, he demands, an unusual tone for isagi.

“that- that i wasn’t good enough, that you shouldn’t be with a girl like me cause im too mean or whatever..”, you admit, causing isagi’s jaw to clench as he rubs his hand over his face.

“and you listened to that? you really let those assholes to you? you know i’m not even that close with them. fuck- i can’t believe you’d just let that get to your head.”

you feel your throat tighten at his tone. it was so rare to see isagi this heated, this angry, “can you stop getting mad at me?”, you ask with a crack in your voice. god that’s embarrassing.

isagi feels his heart break a little at that.

“i’m sorry- shit, i’m sorry, baby.”, he whispers, pulling you to his chest once he see’s you glossy eyes.

“i didn’t know what to do.. i thought i was doing you a favour.”

“don’t ever say shit like that. if you think i’m gonna let a few words from those guys in my frat break us up then you clearly don’t know me, baby.”, he declares, looking down at your face.

you were weirdly pretty like this, your eyes red and glossy, your glossy lips parted and your eyebrows pinched together.

and isagi just can’t help himself, pulling you into a rough, passionate kiss. he’s needed this, needed you.

and he was gonna make sure you knew it.

. . . ♡

you cry out as you feel your fourth orgasm build up, that blinding white pleasure creeping up on you again, “isagi- baby, please. it’s too much..”

“you can do just one more, can’t you? c’mon. show me how much you missed me, yeah?”, he coaxes, his hand gently wrapped around you neck as he pulls you in for a desperate kiss, bottoming out inside of you and kissing your cervix.

isagi has never been so rough before and it felt good.

the way he took you like he knew you belonged to him, like he was really marking you as his and claiming his territory was something you didn’t know you needed. he was always so sweet and gentle that it had never even crossed your mind that isagi could be like this.

“you’re mine. my girlfriend. i’m never letting you even think of leaving me again.”, he groans against your lips as his cock throbs against your gummy walls, your eyes glossy from the overwhelming pleasure.

you feel your walls flutter around his cock as you whisper, “i’m yours, baby.”

as soon as isagi feels those words he’s been so desperate to hear, he whimpers. resting his forehead against yours, he continues fucking you like he’s never before whilst his free hand explores your body, rolling and pinching your sensitive bud.

you moan against his lips, wrapping your legs around his waist as your hips stutter in attempt to match his pace, your body so, so close to climaxing.

“y’gonna cum, aren’t you?” he mumbles, “i can feel it.. c’mon, cum for me, please?”

and you do, crying out in pleasure as you attach your lips to isagi’s, his own orgasm hitting him like a ton of bricks once he feels your walls flutter around him, “oh- shit..”

you feel your thighs grow weak and your toes curl, rolling you eyes back as you struggle to catch your breath. all you could do was focus on isagi, his face beautiful as he cums. god, you missed this, you missed him. you didn’t even begin to think how much you needed this man before, but you had been so naive.

you are hopelessly in love with him.

“i love you- i love you- i love you-”, you chant like a beautiful prayer, your eyes watering from the intense feeling in your chest. this wasn’t your orgasm, it was your heart. your heart finally realising that isagi was your soulmate.

“i love you too- so much, baby. please, i can’t do this without you. i can’t live without you.”, he admits, his voice trembling as he cradles the back of your head.

“i’m not leaving, isagi. never, ever again.”, you promise.

and this is a promise you’ll keep because the truth was too strong.

you couldn’t live without your fratboy, yoichi isagi.

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

[deonsx]

HIIII!!! I thought something like, Sae, Isagi and you can choose the third person. Their girlfriends go to see them after the game, but let's say the security guard is causing her a bit of trouble and insults her a few times, what would it be like if they saw it?❣️

Hiiiii I’m choosing kaiser this time but sad for not adding nagi😭

Sae Itoshi

Sae was walking toward the locker rooms when he heard your voice strained and uneasy. Turning his head, he spotted you near the barricades, facing a security guard who was speaking to you in a harsh tone

“I already told you, you can’t stand here” the guard said curtly “This area isn’t meant for people like you” Your eyes flickered with hurt, but you stood your ground, your voice steady “I just want to see Sae”

Hearing this, Sae’s sharp gaze darkened. Without hesitation, he walked over to the scene, his every step deliberate. When he reached you, his cold voice cut through the tension like a blade “Is there a problem here?” he asked, his expression unreadable but his tone dangerous

The guard stiffened immediately, realizing who was speaking “S-Sae-san…I didn’t realize they were with you-” he began but Sae didn’t let him finish

“Don’t bother with excuses” he said sharply. “Disrespect them again, and it won’t end well for you” His voice was calm, but the threat in his words was unmistakable

The guard mumbled an apology, retreating awkwardly. Sae didn’t spare him another glance and turned to you instead. His expression softened, though the lingering anger in his eyes didn’t fade completely

“Are you okay?”

Isagi Yoichi

After finishing his post-match interviews, Isagi glanced around, hoping to spot you. That’s when he noticed the commotion near the barricades. You were there, and a security guard was speaking to you harshly, waving his hands as if to shoo you away

“I told you, you’re not allowed here! Stop making excuses!” the guard barked. Your voice wavered as you tried to explain, “I’m waiting for-” But before you could finish, Isagi was already there. “What’s going on here?” he asked, his usually gentle voice edged with irritation

The guard turned, startled to see Isagi standing right in front of him. “Isagi-san, I didn’t realize-“

“Didn’t realize what?” Isagi cut him off, his eyes narrowing “That you were being disrespectful to someone who has every right to be here?” The guard stammered, clearly unsure of how to respond. Isagi stepped closer, his tone firm but not aggressive. “She’s with me. Next time listen before jumping to conclusions”

Without waiting for a reply, Isagi turned to you, his expression softening immediately “Did he say anything else to you?”

Kaiser Michael

You were waiting outside the restricted area after Kaiser’s game, trying to explain to the bodyguard why you were there. But instead of listening, he gave you an annoyed look and stepped closer

“I don’t care who you think you’re waiting for” he said dismissively “You’re in the way” He reached out, lightly shoving your shoulder to push you back

“Hey!” you exclaimed, startled, but before you could say more, a familiar voice cut through the tension “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Michael Kaiser’s tone was sharp, his piercing gaze freezing the bodyguard in place. He was already closing the distance between you, his movements deliberate and intimidating

The bodyguard straightened awkwardly, realizing who had caught him. “I was just-”

“Touching her?!” Kaiser snapped, his voice cold and dangerous. He stepped in front of you, his posture protective like a barrier between you and the man. “You’re lucky I don’t make a scene right here.”

The bodyguard stammered an apology, but Kaiser wasn’t interested. His sharp eyes practically dared the man to test his patience again “You don’t touch her. You don’t talk to her like that. Ever”

Enjoy!

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

i knew you in another life, you had the same look in your eyes

ft; isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, karasu tabito, alexis ness, michael kaiser, kunigami rensuke

synopsis; what (doomed) au would they meet and fall in love with you in?

notes; fem reader in isagi, karasu, and ness, gn reader otherwise, death, grooming, sexual assault, war, violence. i know that many of them have similar topics, but all of these are set in different aus.

isagi yoichi

isagi was supposed to have died ages ago. he should have died the moment the bullet pierced through his torso, his flesh. even if it wasn’t shot through a vital organ, the blood loss would have been enough to take his life. and yet, just before he could feel his soul leave his body, bandages were wrapped around his torso tightly, barely stopping the scarlet blood from seeping out.

“i know it’s painful, but i promise it’ll be over soon. hold on.”

a woman, probably a nurse, isagi thought, relaxing. with a nurse around, he’ll be alright. isagi closed his eyes, wanting to perhaps go unconscious for a while and get some rest. after all, he had just narrowly survived a battle. but as his mind continued to linger on your words, isagi’s eyes shot open.

you had an accent when speaking, and so did he. but it was a different accent, one that isagi was taught to shoot upon hearing.

you were a nurse of the enemy side.

isagi wanted to reach for his gun; perhaps you were trying to sabotage him, or perhaps you were going to turn him in. he still had his uniform on, after all, although it was stained in blood. but he was too injured to move a muscle, perhaps he should stay still for now and escape if you betray him.

you carried him back to the camp, the enemy side’s camp. you changed him into new clothes and put him to bed, tending to his wound the entire night. isagi didn’t understand; surely you weren’t blind and had common sense, right? so why didn’t you throw him out or kill him? an enemy soldier? especially the lieutenant commander of his side of the army?

“do you have anywhere to go?” you asked one week after he had arrived. “im not rushing you or anything, your injury still isn’t fully healed yet. i just need to know if you’re still going to stay here after you heal.”

isagi glanced up at you. “well…” he thought for a moment. he did indeed plan on going back, but not before gathering a bit of information for a while first. it would be far too cruel to just kill you and leave, especially after you saved his life. “i’ve got family, but they’re pretty distant from me, so i’ll have to stay for a bit longer.”

“by family, do you mean your soldiers from the opposing side?”

isagi stiffened, eyes widening as they darted to you. you laughed. “your uniform is the one of the enemy side. not only that, but you’re not a soldier from our side, so the only plausible explanation is that you’re from the opposing side.” isagi’s eyes narrowed.

“why’d you save me if you knew i was an enemy?” he asked, hand gripping the counter. anything, he thought. he was willing to use anything to defend himself.

you thought for a moment, lips pressing into a thin line before glancing back at him. “during war, we’re considered enemies, monsters, and merciless killers. but at the end of the day, on the battlefield, we’re all just humans who can lose our lives just as easily as we take other lives.” you whispered. “working as a nurse during war has taught me that.”

isagi’s eyes brightened, and he could feel his insides turn to goo. he was strangely flustered by your statement, but he smiled. “that’s…noble.” he mumbled, eyes softening.

but good times could never last forever. not in isagi’s case, not in anyone’s case.

three months later, the camp was attacked. the opposing side, the side that isagi was on, attacked the camp, killing over a quarter of the soldiers and half the nurses.

you were among them.

isagi’s breath hitched as he heard the familiar voices of his friends and comrades in the camp. he hasn’t heard them in months, but he could recognize them anywhere. he rushed to the entrance of the camp, where you stood, and you spun around with your eyes wide.

“yoichi, you—“

a bullet pierced through your head as you collapsed to the floor, your blood soaking the ground beneath you. isagi’s jaw went slack as his knees gave out on him. “hey, w…” itoshi rin, who had shot the bullet through your head, took isagi by the collar and glared at him.

“there you are, isagi. have you been having fun over here while we were all panicking? lukewarm.” rin hissed, before dragging isagi away, where isagi reached out for your corpse, lips mouthing into the familiar sensation of your name.

itoshi rin

rin always knew that he was a quiet person. he never talked much, no one ever noticed when he was behind them, and he rarely ever even made a sound. but he never realized that it would save his life, nor did he realize that it would change his life.

rin was six when the war had started, and seven was the age when rin’s entire town was massacred, rin being the only survivor. he didn’t make a sound when he had hid in the closet, as opposed to his elder brother sae’s gasp when his parents were murdered right in front of his eyes.

“hey kid, is anyone else here alive?” the tall man glanced down at rin. in shook his head, his eyes staring straight at the wall in front of him, as if he was staring at ghosts. “how’d you survive?”

“i was quiet.” rin mumbled. “everyone else screamed. everyone else started running. but i stayed in my closet the whole time. i didn’t even make a noise when i breathed.”

“good. im looking for unpolished gems like you, kid. become a spy. you’ll serve your country to make sure that nothing like this ever happens to any other kid ever again.” the man was named ray dark, and he was a scout for spies and assassins to serve the country for the war, especially children.

and so for the next 10 years, rin trained. he became a spy and an assassin, gaining information from opposing sides and killing them afterwards. he was nicknamed the destroyer due to how brutally his victims were always assassinated, along with how swiftly he would always disappear afterwards.

three years later, at age 20, a picture was slipped into rin’s pocket by a fellow spy. this is your next target, the spy’s footsteps tapped out. if you kill them, this very war could be over. they are the child of the dictator of our opposing country. but it is extremely difficult to kill them, as they have rapid reflexes and instincts. build trust with them first.

rin tapped a quick understood before walking away. the moment he reached his headquarters, he applied as your bodyguard with his fake id. he almost instantly made it in; it was ridiculous how easy it was to be the bodyguard of the most vital person in the world.

a day later, he arrived at your quarters, watching you fiddle with your fingers. you looked up and smiled at him. “hello there. it’s rare for someone to desire an application to become my bodyguard, but i hope we get along.” rin nodded.

“the feeling’s mutual.” rin muttered, taking a glance around your room. security was tight; the walls were thick enough to not be cut through, but thin enough to hear any pleas for help. he could see tiny buttons, perhaps to press in order to ring a bell or two.

but for the next four months that rin was your bodyguard, he couldn’t help but notice. he couldn’t help but notice how kindly you treated your citizens. how calm you always were. how you pleaded with your father to stop with war constantly.

there was no point in killing you. the only result would be removing one more of the near extinct population of truly kind people in this world. but this was his job; he had to do this. and yet he couldn’t bring himself to do it, not when your smile made his chest feel warm and your laugh melted his icy exterior.

raindrops slid down rin’s back as he stood atop your body, rain spreading the blood out on the concrete floor. your neck was slit; another assassin had got the job done. rin’s knees gave out on him as he cradled you, a guttural scream of agony escaping him.

karasu tabito

karasu has always been a man who was a firm believer of gender equality. after all, what does the identity you’re born with have anything to do with how you live your life? but this was the 1500s, he couldn’t just casually say that. was he trying to get himself publicly humiliated? especially as the general of the army?

no, most definitely not.

not only that, but karasu has also always been a solemn rule and tradition follower. the rules were the most important part of anything, and breaking the rules was a shit action to do. tradition was important and needed to be respected; after all, how do you respect your elders without respecting tradition?

so karasu was practically in shambles when you joined the army.

you had chopped much of your hair off to disguise yourself as a man, but karasu had grown up with an older sister. he knew how women were; he wasn’t an idiot. but no one else in the army seemed to notice that you were a woman other than him. lucky he was the general of the army; otherwise, who knows what another man in control would do to you?

but having a woman in the army was breaking the rules. sure, you were the most talented and hardworking soldier karasu had ever seen, but breaking the rules could equal a death sentence if severe enough. how the hell was he supposed to stand up for his beliefs but also follow the rules?

he let you stay.

your gender was a secret kept between the both of you, never once reported to the shogun or daimyos or emperor. karasu didn’t want to risk it; he didn’t want to risk having you executed. sure, women could be warriors, but none of them actually served in the army.

“hey, look, why is there blood on his clothes?”

“huh? but we haven’t had a battle in days!”

“why would there be blood on his clothes, especially from that part of his body?”

“what if…?”

“no way!”

“if that’s the case, we can do, you know, to her.”

“what if we get caught? general karasu is shit protective of her. well, now we know why.”

“well, we won’t get caught. none of us have seen a woman in months, why shouldn’t we—?”

karasu’s heart dropped as he stormed into the changing room, a few of the nude soldiers holding up your clothing as if they had just found a treasure. “what the fuck are are of yall doin’?!” karasu exclaimed. “go back to your quarters, now.”

they all rolled their eyes and whined before leaving, karasu sighing before walking to his quarters. he couldn’t help but admit, but other than the fact that you were a woman, karasu did like you way more than the other soldiers. you were clever and kind and brave, and karasu can’t help but admire and adore you.

but the next week, karasu found a neck by the side of your neck, and your head was swiftly chopped off.

alexis ness

ness has always adored Magic and entertaining others. perhaps this was the reason why he instantly agreed to the offer of becoming the palace entertainer, although he was moreso a palace jester than performer.

you’ve always been a stoic yet beautiful lady-in-waiting. it was rare to see any form of expressive emotion on your face, although you were always polite. everyone knew that you were the apple of the king’s eye, but considering how he was still currently married to his queen, he wasn’t allowed to marry you just yet.

when ness spoke to you, you greeted him with the same usual stoic respect, a lack of emotion from your lips. ness didn’t understand why you were so upset, especially when you were so beautiful. someone like you should be smiling and enjoying herself, not frowning her life away.

how strange it was, when you had smiled during one of ness’ magic tricks when he was entertaining the audience at one of the banquets.

it was as simple as pulling an animal out of a hat, and yet the simple pleasure brought immense joy to you. in a room full of large plastic smiles and piercing laughter, ness could only notice your smile carved of diamond.

how beautifully addicting your smile was to ness.

from then on, ness performed magic tricks to you every day. after all, that smile of yours lit up ness’ world. it even validated ness just a little bit; how he managed to make the lady-in-waiting known to be emotionless and monotone smile.

but the more and more you spoke with ness, the more you began to fall for him as well. why did he still stick with you despite your cold and icy attitude? why was he still so kind and warm with you? why did the hearth inside of him melt your heart?

but no matter what the answer was, you had to admit, you loved ness a damn amount.

but the Queen then fell ill, and eventually died. with no Queen on the throne, the king’s eyes began to wander, and it landed on you once more.

everyone in the palace knew that you and ness were in love. no matter how hard you both attempted to hide it, your shining eyes and tiny shared smiles across banquet tables were noticed by nearly everyone. the king couldn’t risk it; getting his desired wife taken away from him.

“alexis ness, you have been charged with plotting an assassination against the king. your execution will be the thirteenth of october by beheading, and—“

your glass bowl smashed against the floor as you slammed your hand over your mouth. “no! he didn’t do anything wrong! he didn’t—!” but the attendants of the castle dragged you away before you could say anything mire, ness being knocked out and pulled by the hair and taken to a cell.

you had been forced to focus your eyes onto the swift movement of ness’ head escaping his neck.

i’ll be writing kaiser and kunigami’s shorter and in a different style because im lazy

michael kaiser

“mihya, please—“

“no. im not going. you can do whatever crazy shit you want, but im not going.”

“mihya, it’ll be a new life for the both of us in america. ellis island is only accepting immigrants now, and who knows when they’ll stop?”

“well shit, im not leaving here.”

“…fine, then i’ll just leave by myself.”

“what? no way. you’re too much of a pussy to actually do so.”

“no, im leaving. mihya, if you refuse to leave with me, then i’ll just leave by myself.”

“no, you better not leave. dont leave.”

“you just told me to leave, didn’t you?”

“no, i was—“

“goodbye, mihya.”

kunigami rensuke

while everyone else would get reincarnated in the original canon blue lock universe and live out their well-deserved happy endings there, this isn’t the case with you and kunigami.

meeting in the blue lock facility. quickly becoming best friends. developing crushes on one another. becoming in love. separating during wildcard. and suddenly, when kunigami came back, he was different. he wasn’t your rensuke, not anymore.

perhaps you’re both just doomed in every universe.

[emmyrosee]

“Ugh… my head hurts…”

You whine as you flop down onto the couch, making Tabito let out the softest “oof” you’ve heard as your head collides with his lap. You groan as you bury your face into his thighs, rubbing your face against him while he grumbles something about being used as a tissue. “Im sorry your head hurts, baby,” he hums, putting down his phone and gently resting his hand on your head, thumb rubbing your temples. “How much water have you had today?”

“‘How much water have you had-‘ none,” you grumble. He laughs at you, and you hiss at the way his body shifts and tosses your head around. “I drank something. That should be enough.”

Tabito sighs, “baby, we do this once a week at least. And every time, you drink some water, take a nap, and feel better.”

“Your point?”

“Maybe,” he starts, shrugging. “You should drink some water and take a nap, then you’d feel better.”

“Will you nap with me?” You whimper.

“No. I’ve got shit to do.”

“Pleaaaaaaaaase?” You flash him the biggest set of puppy eyes you can muster, but it isn’t until you wince at the pressure of the action in your forehead that he clicks his tongue, presses a kiss to your furrowed forehead and shushes you softly, realizing the severity of your headache and pain.

“Alright, fine,” he agrees. “But you need to drink some water. That’s my condition.”

You pout and thunk your head back against him, “water’s gross.” He says your name in warning, and you groan in agony at the sheer hassle it is of drinking water, “oh my god, fine, if it gets you to cuddle me and nap with me, fucking hell.”

“Good,” he says, gently helping you sit up before passing you his water tumbler, “here. Drink.” The command is simple, and you make a massive show of wiping off the plastic straw with a grumpy face, while he chuckles and watches fondly. You take in a massive gulp of his chilly water, ice rattling around the metal from being moved. You grimace, mostly from the cold against your teeth, and he gently pets your thigh, “few more sips. Then we’ll go cuddle.”

“I hate you,” you grumble. “I don’t want to.”

“I know, I’m so mean, I’m a straight up sadist, but if you want cuddles, you gotta hold your end of the deal.”

You relent your argument, taking a few more massive gulps of his water, until it’s empty and making an ungodly rattling sound of the ice against bare straw. You wipe your mouth with your hand, passing him the water tumbler back. He takes it with a smack of his lips, “finishing it wasn’t exactly in the instructions but I’ll get some more when we get up.”

“‘Kay,” you mumble, getting up and tugging his hand with you, “I drank. Come cuddle.”

He smiles at you before standing up and stretching, “I love you. Proud of you.”

You huff and cross your arms, but you feel your cheeks burn in a shy blush as you grumble back a quiet “love you too,” as he wraps his arm around you to bring you to bed, making a pitstop to fill two tumblers of water.

[sugarwarachan]

i just read the touchstarved bllk series and oml 🙈🙈 could i request a touchstarved!shidou for us (if not thats quite alright)

YES you can get shidou!! this got feral quick lol

touchstarved!shidou who has to be physically restrained by sae every time you walk in the room

touchstarved!shidou who’s never been taught the social cues that it's not okay to sniff the air around you like a fucking dog, tongue lolling out over how sweet you smell

touchstarved!shidou who is almost constantly hard when he's around you. doesn't even bother hiding it, just smirks whenever you catch him eyeing his bulge

touchstarved!shidou who fucks you like you’re never coming back from it, snapping his hips into the back of your ass and snarling in between your shoulder blades

touchstarved!shidou who has no filter in bed and says every depraved thought that comes into his head. he loves seeing your blush creep all over your body when he talks about the noises your pussy makes, how your tits bounce every time he sinks further into you

touchstarved!shidou who sucks and bites and scratches marks all over your skin so nip and tongue at them the day after

[unknownsvoid]

OMG can you do like the reader accidentally confessed to the blue lock characters?? And the reader is super embarrassed ! (Its up to you if the character accepts or not) THANK YOUUU, i love your smaus sm

Mission: failed.... succesfully?

✮⋆˙ | sypnosis: texting the bllk boys how much you like them by accident, thinking it's your best friend but really it's them. embarrasing.

✮⋆˙ | featuring: isagi yoichi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, reo mikage, nagi seishiro, rin itoshi.

✮⋆˙ | cw: fluff/suggestive/crack content! aged!up blue lock. fem/gn!reader idk. nothing else!

ꨄ︎ | isagi yoichi!

ꨄ︎ | meguru bachira!

ꨄ︎ | hyoma chigiri!

ꨄ︎ | reo mikage!

ꨄ︎ | nagi seishiro!

ꨄ︎ | rin itoshi!

[neeeooon]

shut me up ;

11 | movie night

12 seconds later, the itoshi's were at your door.

you wiped your sweaty palms against your legs, which were clad in your favorite hello kitty pajama pants; nagi had a matching pair. you swung the door open, the smell of buttery popcorn escaping as you excitedly greeted your neighbors. "hello, again! the others aren't here yet, but make yourselves comfortable!"

your enthusiasm must have thrown them because both brothers stood in the doorway for several seconds before slowly removing their shoes and stepping into your apartment. you hurriedly batted some of the hair from your face as you led them into the living room, where bambi was paused on the tv. reo let you borrow the beanbag chairs from his and nagi's place, much to the latter's disappointment.

"aye!" shidou called from your open doorway to announce his presence, and he entered after removing his shoes with two cases of alcohol in his hands. "i brought beer for bambi."

"thanks," you said with a grin as you took one of the cases from his hands and carried it to the table in the living room, where you'd already left the snacks.

bachira and isagi weren't far behind, and tucked against isagi's back was someone you'd yet to meet. you flashed him a soft smile as isagi stepped aside. "y/n, i hope you don't mind, but kurona wanted to join, too."

kurona, isagi's roommate, you remembered with a nod. "nice to meet you! we've got plenty of snacks, but you might have to sit on the floor."

"okay, okay," he mumbled, and you beamed at how soft and cute he sounded. isagi groaned at whatever expression he saw on your face. "i told you guys the kurona effect is real!"

"i thought we settled on kuronavirus?"

"nah, too on the nose."

"tasteless."

you weren't sure what they were talking about, and bachira looped an arm around yours as he steered you back toward the living room. "ignore them. i'm ready to meet thumper!"

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[anglbunny]

.ᐟThighs ♡ Nagi seishiro

.ᐟcw: Smut mdni, Thigh fucking

"𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔" - 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑦 𝑙𝑦𝑘𝑘𝑒 𝑙𝑖

⸝⸝♡⸝⸝♡

Nagi is so hot cause imagine play-fighting with him, and he just pins you down. He’s so much bigger and broader than you; it’s nearly impossible to push him off. 

And if that happened while he was horny. He’d hold your little hands in one of his, pinning them above your head. Using his free hand to pull his cock out and rub it over your covered pussy.

 If he feels too lazy to go through the process of sex. He’ll ask you to squeeze your thighs together really tightly. Slipping his wet cock in between. Almost as if he’s sliding inside your tiny cunt. Each thrust in your thighs makes his cock rub against your panties. He would love thigh fucking you because your thighs are so soft and plump, it feels like a cloud around his dick. Especially after he finishes, he’d lay his head in between your legs and nibble and bite your thighs while you both drift off to sleep. 

He won’t voice it, but he can feel you throbbing beneath him while you whimper and groan from the lack of friction. 

His favourite part about thigh fucking you is when he’s close, he’ll spread your legs apart, crawl on top and finish all over your face. Drenching you in his cum. Or, he’ll slip your very wet panties off, parting your pussy and cumming over it. Rubbing the warm, clear substance all over using his tip. 

If he’s feeling extra generous, he’ll let you get on your knees and lick his cock clean.

He would love thigh fucking you because your thighs are so soft and plump, it feels like a cloud around his dick. Especially after he finishes, he’d lay his head in between your legs and nibble and bite your thighs while you both drift off to sleep. 

Once he wakes up, he’ll obviously return the favour by fucking you silly. 

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— 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐔𝐒 ᡣ𐭩

all the information here ; PART ONE

If there was one thing Sae couldn't stand, it was the screams of little kids. When he was a child, or so his mother said, he had only cried when he was born and when he was told he was going to be a big brother. When Rin was little he rarely cried, so he hadn't had the problem of enduring the sleepless nights that his classmates with younger siblings talked about during recess. He had heard that noise so few times that the few times it had happened he had hated it with all his heart

So when he was called into the hospital on a random (or maybe not so random) morning with the news that the son he knew absolutely nothing about had been born, he had the opportunity to hear all the cries of the babies in the ward. This made him reevaluate why he fell for such a clear and simple scam. When he entered the room and saw the face of the woman he had shamelessly fucked exactly 9 months before, he understood that it was not a scam but the actual reality

When he noticed the baby in the crib he couldn't help but notice the Itoshi family mark, the inevitable eyelashes. A tag near the child already showed that he belonged to Sae's family, the surname "Itoshi" accompanied by the name "Tanzeku". He didn't know what to say, really in difficulty in front of the situation he had in front of him: he remembered having used a condom that night, and above all he remembered not having been contacted in the slightest by anyone during the alleged pregnancy. He wasn't a heartless person, maybe a bitch but not mean. If he had known about this child before maybe now he would be less traumatized or speechless, he would at least know what to say to the mother whose name he doesn't even remember

"I have to graduate in a month. I hate this baby with all my heart but aborting it didn't seem like the most sensible option, especially since I found out too late" says the woman, making Sae turn around in surprise "Oh" he says. The woman struggles out of bed, walking towards Sae "I know he’s yours, I think you’ve noticed too. I’ve already written that I have no rights over him, he’s your responsibility from now on. You want to raise him? Do it. You want to put him in an orphanage? Do it. He’s yours" says the woman, taking the baby from the cradle and putting him in her arms "Don't think of me as heartless... I don't hate him because he is him, but because he was born at the wrong time and above all from a person I don't know" she says lowering her gaze, cradling the baby

Sae watches the scene quite confused. He is 20 years old, at the moment he is at the top of his soccer life after winning the Champions League exactly 9 months ago. But in 20 years of life he has never had a girlfriend, and at the moment it is not even his main concern. He does not even have a family, more or less. Privately, he's still the same guy who left Japan almost 7 years ago, just with a random fuck that evidently gave its results. Raising a child is something that has never crossed his mind, and right now doing so would be almost impossible with the life he leads, always traveling for some special match or training session. But in the teal eyes of the child he recognizes Rin, who as a child was like his son. He recognizes himself in his mother's arms when soccer was not yet part of his life

"Give him to me" he says, gesturing to the woman to pass him the baby. She looks up, handing him over almost immediately. Sae has rarely held babies, and is struggling to pick him up without his hands shaking. He holds the child trying to remain as serious as possible, but for some reason a storm is going on inside him. The woman goes back to the bed, where she picks up some suitcases "Like I said, do what you want with him. I won't bother coming back anytime soon to ask for money... I don't need it. I don't need him and I don't need you" she says as she picks up her clothes. Sae doesn't even bother hearing her speak, holding the baby and thinking seriously about what to do with him. The door slams and turning around, the boy notices that he is left alone with his new son

Sae lowers his gaze, looking at the little Tanzeku: the light hairs on his head are reddish, another sign that he is definitely his son. Even though he has more or less accepted the responsibility of this child, Sae knows perfectly well that being a father is something he is not meant to do. Even as a child he never saw himself as his father, who always idolized him as a prodigy. Yet now he had a child that only he and his mother, who had just gone permanently, knew existed. Putting him in an orphanage wasn't even an option, but what he could do?

He would never have stopped playing soccer just for this kid, especially now that he was in his prime. He would never have revealed the existence of this kid, who would probably ruin the image he had built up over the years. But he couldn't take care of him alone, he knew perfectly well that he needed help

The only option was to find someone. Someone to pay to fill a role that he didn't feel was his. Someone like a babysitter

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hiii, I js wanted to send in a request if ur not busy or anything, but I wanna ask for the bllk dads!AU where the kids who r like 14 u could say, have their own insta acc which is set on private cuz even if they r children of football stars it’s much safer but anyways yeah, so I’d like to request where the kids r showing their parents like their story that they posted when they went out w their friends and like the parents (us and the character🤭) honestly like the kids’ aesthetic and like the kids reactions to that and they’re happy so ya

it’s also fine if u don’t wanna do it

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🫶🏽

a/n: hey darling! i altered your request a lil. hope you don't mind🫶🏼

itoshi sae

hardly active on instagram, the uninterested itoshi sae accidentally peeked into natsuki's account as they both sat on the couch. "what?" natsuki asks. "nothing," he shakes his head. natsuki only smiles at her old man, showing her account to him. later that day in the afternoon, sae and natsuki sat at the dinner table scrolling through their respective phones. "papa, your fans keep following me." "that's not a fan. it's me." "...what?" @/itoshisaeeee followed you. "what's with that username?" natsuki chuckles as sae says that rest other names were taken. natsuki then helps sae aesthetify his account and give him a better username.

itoshi rin

rin always kept up with sakura on her socials(not out of overprotectiveness)(...ok maybe just a little)she was an actress after all. but what surprised him was when he found out that sakura had a secret private account. and the worst part? "you...you two knew??" rin asks sternly to souta and shouma. the twins looked at each other, then at their papa sheepishly. "papa i know this is you." sakura says as she looks up from her phone when she gets a follow request from a blank account. to which, rin just responds with—"what are you talking about."

isagi yoichi

"no papa, you're not my friend. hence, i won't follow you back." papa yoichi who was pouting gasped. feeling so so betrayed. you just laughed, watching them bickering. "he's sulking." you whisper to yuki. "im not." he lies. "sure." you chuckle. "how is this fair??? you followed kaito! who's not your friend. he's your brother and yet you—" yoichi sighs, "y/n, tell her!" "sorry yo-chan. she's right." later yuki follows him so that grown ass man would stop sulking. she only had one post of when kaito was a baby. she's mostly active on stories and has a highlight of her friends(and kazuki). but she hid them from her papa.

michael kaiser

anne's account—both public and private were filled with her arts. the only thing was that her papa followed her on public but no matter how much he requested her from his fake account, she didn't accept. cause on her private acc, there were her personal favourite drawings(of her friends, you, michael—which all her papa was aware of. except where she would be making magnificent arts of alex.) he one day confronted her. she knew that fake account was her papa all along. "papa it's nothing." "if it's nothing then follow me back." "papa," anne sighs, "it's just my friends, ma, you and...yeah that it—" "it's alex, isn't it?" the silence that followed was loud, "i knew it," michael shakes his head, "im your papa. he's just some guy." "he's my boyfriend." "not for long if you don't let me in."

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[dollbrbie]

♡ ⸝⸝ YOUR FIRST ARGUMENT

cw. mma!sae, angst w/o comfort, sae is kinda dickish in this

“it’s really not that deep.”, sae sighs, getting up from the couch you both were currently sat on.

“yes it is that deep. she was flirting with you the whole night and you just let her touch all up on you.”

you and sae had never really had a full out argument before. there was a few petty ones here and there about chores or something minor that was fixed with a quick kiss, but this one was probably the first where you genuinely felt hurt by his actions.

“i don’t understand why you’re getting so pissy about this. you’ve never had a problem with this before.”, he frowns.

you pause, “…this has happened before?”

“oh for fuck sake.” he sighs, rubbing his hand over his face, “she’s a fucking journalist, this is just what she does, it’s her job, can’t you understand that?”

“i get it’s her job to talk to you, but why does she need to have her hands all over you? and why are you allowing it?” you say, “and the fact you’re telling me this has happened before?”

“just give it a rest, would you? i haven’t cheated on you so what’s the issue?”

“it’s disrespectful.”, you defend.

“disrespectful.” he laughs, “yeah, alright.”

you feel your throat tighten up at his mocking tone. this wasn’t like the sae you knew, the sae you adore. this isn’t what you want, nor something you’re ever gonna deal with in a relationship.

“okay.” you sigh, “i’m leaving.”

getting up from the couch, you see a frown linger on your boyfriend’s face before he rolls his eyes, muttering a ‘whatever’ before you grab you coat and bag and turning the knob.

you were hoping he’d reach out for you, to call your name. but, he didn’t. he let you leave. he let you leave when he knew how upset you were over this.

and really, didn’t that just tell you everything?

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[couch-potato28]

Imagine being a Blue Lock manager! ⚽️

VERSION IX.

(a/n: RAAAH 🔥 woke up to a congratulatory message for 1000 likes, you guys are amazing!! sending lots of love, I’m extremely grateful and thank you for the support ❤️)

Warning-none

wc: 1k

ALSO: @ttheggrimrreaper ❣️ (if you wanna join the taglist lemme know)

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FROM THE PROLOGUE:

“Congratulations L/N Y/N! Based on your results, you've earned your place in Blue Lock as the manager of player number…

…5, Yukimiya Kenyu.”

As soon as his name was announced, a group of girls squealed from excitement, immediately turning to you with curiosity perhaps jealousy in their eyes.

“Lucky!”

“Oh my gosh, if I knew he was here I would have trained harder!”

“Can you get me a signature, please?”

You were bombed with questions left and right, the room shrinking to the size of a football, so small with barely enough space to breathe. Before you could suffocate, Ego’s voice harshly reminded everyone to back off, letting you make your way to Anri.

“I almost died for you Yukimiya”

Imagine being the 1v1 emperor, Yukimiya Kenyu’s manager.

——————

Yukimiya Kenyu whose tall frame, paired with glasses framing his face, made him easily recognizable among the others. You caught him in a rather intense 1 on 1 match—quickly recalling what you read from his profile sheet—convinced that he’s gonna win the duel. Patiently waiting for the match to finish, you approached him with a smile, handing him his water bottle before introducing yourself to the boy. As expected, he returned a polite smile, shaking your hand while asking some questions. Talking with him made you realize, no wonder everyone was all over him, because damn was he handsome.

——————

•Yukimiya, who you form a strictly professional relationship with, sometimes curious about what he thinks of you. He’s just so polite to the point it’s almost scary, and not once has he offended you in any way. Super nice, but you can tell there’s this certain wall between the two of you.

•He’s easy to deal with, never complaining, always following instructions to the core and he’s really capable on his own as well. You notice how he likes to do things alone most of the time—dealing with exhaustion, injuries, and personal problems without discussing them with you.

•Very mature and loves to handle his own business, but after a certain incident where you prove yourself to be more than just an assigned manager, he lets you in his inner circle. No more distance between you and him, just his pure, unfiltered self.

•FINALLY, someone who shows up on time for events, matches etc. without needing a thousand reminders. Disciplined during practice and training, all while carefully listening to your guidance.

•Yukimiya, who will do some extra training, if he feels like it but you will have to practically force him to rest, otherwise he’s gonna overwork. Likes to help you with paperwork too, turning it into a fun bonding time.

•Always notices if you’re having a bad day, and will gently ask how you are, or instruct you to go back to bed, saying he can manage himself for a day. Perfect at listening to you vent, and gives the best solutions for any problem.

•Yukimiya doesn’t tease you a lot, since he’s such a gentleman, instead he will secretly trash talk and gossip to you. Also, he’s always silently judging someone with the nastiest side eyes known to mankind. (second to Chigiri) LOVES to roll his eyes as well.

•He doesn’t mention his job as a model, but due to his teammates’ teasing, he tells you some snippets of how they scouted him etc. At the same time you tell him about the little incident during the announcements, making him laugh and a glint of pride shines in his eyes.

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AFTER THE U20 MATCH…

•Yukimiya becomes more open to others, cooperating during matches and discussions. He also pays more attention to you during analysis sessions, asking even more questions than before.

•You also have to change some things in his diet that could make a slight change in his vision, as well as ensuring he goes for monthly checkups, and searches for treatments on the Internet.

•He appreciates your support silently. Not really the emotional type, but when you’re sitting on a bench waiting for him to finish—it means a lot. Remembers your habits, and never fails to look out for you.

•Yukimiya is EXTREMELY photogenic since he’s a model. Extremely polite with interviewers and always gives clear answers. Really sweet to his fans as well, they swoon every time they see him. To your surprise, they also compliment how cute his manager is, some people even making ship edits about the two of you.

•Definition of unbothered in everyday life. Did he forget his own water bottle? Karasu’s will do. Oops, was this seat supposed to be Isagi’s? Guess he’ll have to sit somewhere else. You are scolding him? “Yes, yes manager-san.” He definitely DID NOT pay attention and was counting how many eyelashes you have.

•You can’t read his emotions off of his face. He has this gentleman image that never seems to leave even if he is angry. Not towards you tho, it’s for his teammates—and the extremely pushy and rude paparazzi. It’s chilling how he smiles when he’s happy AND when he’s mad. You can hardly tell the difference.

•Yukimiya, who will drop random pick up lines out of nowhere without even realizing it—surprised every time you’re flustered, thinking it’s the hot weather. (could be winter doesn’t matter)

•He will also unconsciously (or not) do the most boyfriend coded things ever like—looking over your shoulder with his face dangerously close to yours, or moving you by the waist with a “can you move a bit to the left” while his hands are on your sides.

•Big anime fan, but refuses to talk about it unless you bring it up first. After that he turns into a total fanboy, telling you some episodes by heart and he’s just so nerdy, it makes you smile.

•Nobody suspects him, but he has some UNHINGED photos of the boys on his phone. Otoya with a double chin? Check. Nagi drooling on his own pillow? Check. Bachira FULLY naked? Check, and don’t ask him how he got it.

•Yukimiya is the ideal player, with his attentive nature, all while being perfectly media trained. Thanks to his skills, you don’t have to suffer that much, making your life stressful-free. That is until his very first scandal pops up and the topic is—you and him being involved in a RELATIONSHIP?

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

pro hero!rin, who has admired heroes since childhood. this was mostly because his older brother has always been in a hero cultivation program, and rin mostly admired his brother more than anyone else. you’ve known him since childhood, and he’s always had an uncountable amount of hero figurines on his shelves.

pro hero!rin, who had a quirk where he could create ice threads from fingers, attach them onto things or people, and control them like marionettes. it was a mix of his father and mother’s quirk, having a quirk where they could create ice and threads respectively. meanwhile, sae could use threads on himself to control himself into doing otherwise impossible actions with his body.

pro hero!rin, whose brother is recruited by the hero’s public safety commission. rin only admires his brother more, not knowing that his brother would come back exhausted and bitter. years later, when sae returns as a fully fledged pro hero, he fights with rin, and they’re suddenly on bad terms.

pro hero!rin, who gets into UA with you with ease. he passes the entrance exam in first place, with 73 points. during his UA days, he is constantly caught up in trouble but weaving his way out using his undeniably overpowered quirk. the moment he graduates, thousands of heroes and already offering him to be their sidekick.

pro hero!rin, who starts his hero agency at 19 and enters the top 10 heroes in japan that very year. his public approval rating is mediocre because of how quiet yet blunt he is, but he keeps the peace and saves people on a secondly basis. his good looks have gotten him multiple offers from different designer companies for him to model for them.

pro hero!rin, who has people begin to suspect that you’re both dating. everyone knows that you both grew up together and were in the same class at UA for all three years, but the fact that you were both constantly on the same missions and only followed each other on social media was far too suspicious.

pro hero!rin, who, at age 23, is accidentally caught by paparazzi kissing your forehead after completing a mission together. your PR teams are both seething at you as you both end up in an interview as you both admit to having dated ever since 16. the fans go crazy, and modeling and ad companies only want you two to model in pairs from now on.

pro hero!rin, who marries you at 25. you both have a traditional japanese wedding, inviting many of your pro hero friends from your time at UA. your wedding goes viral on social media, and everyone is commenting and talking about it. you’re both still heroes, but your agencies are now right next to one another so you could visit each other quickly.

a/n: ive been rewatching mha but mha au!rin was all i could think about😭

[iqxatlantic]

" FRIENDS ! "

multi chara imagines yummy! nawt proofread btw..

ft. michael kaiser . rin itoshi . reo mikage . shidou ryusei . eita otoya . reader is girlboss sometimes . u desprate af tho . heavy heavy ooc! . i'm projecting . school/college/uni au . fluff (?) . angst .open endings . somewhat toxic relationships . situationships . more than friends less than that troupe . idk its messy . unreliable narrator

the more you stay with him — the more you'll get hurt. all your friends have been telling you that. your feelings believe otherwise. give him a chance. maybe this friendship can be something more... (it aint)

you can't heal a wound that you're constantly opening. so why are you running back to him? he's the one who hurt you.

you ran in the pouring rain. who'd you think you were? gojo with his technique? no. you're not fast enough to out run getting soaked, let's be so for real! you were freezing cold, clothes drenched. making your light colour shirt some what see-through.

you made it to his door. knock knock. he stares at you. is it disgust? you couldn't tell. "oh um. hi?" he'd nonchalantly reply. how could he look at you and pretend you're someone he's never met?

you've oughta be kidding me.

michael kaiser who knew he was no good for you. hell, he wasn't any good for himself. truth be told, he genuinely liked you. he just 'didn't want to commit to a relationship at the moment.'

you know when your parents are like "this gonna hurt me more than you," after whipping you? yeah. this was his equivalent. kaiser let out a small whimper the moment he laid his eyes on you. what's hilarious is, he'd used to look at you in such a lovely way.

it's odd for such a prideful man to act this way. "mihya, what the hell are we?!" you'd yell at him. his mind went blank. he would just stand there. staring. felt like his father all over again lmfao.

"michael, answer me!" you were sobbing, voice quivering. your voice once so sweet was now coated in desperation. the blonde furrowed his brows. he was trying to speak, he really was! no words were able to leave his mouth. he couldn't utter a single word.

no matter how hard he tried, words would go against his will. "kaiser, please." you're now on the floor, begging. "tell me we aren't just friends!" memories of intimacy, etc flooded through. at that moment, he snapped. he didn't want to.

his pride got the fullest of him, "[name], sorry. i was just testing around. i got the experience so..." he'd cockily smirk. what no, this isn't what he wanted to say. "oh." was the one syllable that left your lips.

it wasn't new. your friends were warning you about him anyways. you didn't want to believe them. and with that you were gone. that fleeting spark of hope that shimmered in your eyes was quickly swallowed by dullness.

kaiser found himself on the floor, heaving, hacking, coughing for air after he had just choked himself. a horrific habit you'd say. thing was — you weren't there to tell him to stop anymore.

it's been days, weeks, now months. the emperor never realized how much your presence mattered to him. now that he didn't have you by his side he finally noticed. kaiser's not stupid. he's optimistic.

i guess it's a canon event, no one notices how valuable someone or something is until it's taken away. so, that moment when he brushed past you, where you were alone. where your friends weren't there with you. where finally saw that beauty again. where he finally saw you.

swiftly turning around, back in his steps. catching up to you, gripping you by the shoulder. "[name], wait. can you let me stay? i'm ready now."

it's a tedious process trying to get a clear message from itoshi rin. you consider yourself quite lucky to even have him looking in your way. what wasn't lucky was the situation you ended up in.

countless nights of texting back and forth. late night calls where you'd both get into class extremely tired. all that yet, he fails to even talk to you in person. (he refuses to talk to you in front of others.) as if you're practically a hassle to him.

you were bamboozled. who just does that? days without talking slowly became weeks."hey um rin-" when you were finally able to approach him, a huge frown was painted on your face. a cold shoulder straight at you.

he apparently didn't have the patience for you i guess. you were a little bolder this time. aggressively tapping him on the shoulder, "listen i don't understand what your problem is!"

the itoshi turned around to look at you, those teal orbs coldly staring at you. before he could say a single thing, you decided to spit out the most bile and bitter words he's ever heard from someone he loves so dearly. (clearly he didnt love u/show it enough dafuq)

"just because you're desperately searching for the love your brother never gave you — doesn't mean you can just play others! especially a friend! what the hell even were we!? you're running around with your heart on your sleeve like you've never been loved. even though i HAVE been doing so!"

his friends gasped, whistled, any annoying crowd noises, you name it. at that moment realization hit him, his eyes were heavy. lips sliding out in a pathetic tone,

"wait what do you mean by were-"

reo mikage knew from the beginning whatever happens will be unsalvageable. the status difference — yeah, his parents would never agree.

he himself was slightly caught by surprise. to be fair his type was someone older — more mature i guess. he never expected himself to fall for someone the same age... (bro ur bound to dafuq)

in response to that, he decided to be more than friends with you. terrible choice.

you unfortunately, was and still slightly is naive is heck. you'd tell your friends a few things about him (not really friends btw bro pls..) they'd constantly make you think and jump to conclusions.

"[name]- i'm kinda tired of you running in circles with the things i'm saying," reo would confront — upset things aren't going his way. you tilted your head, cocking an eyebrow. "reo, what do you mean?" you'd ask, oh so pleasantly. making him wonder why he's doing this again.

"you keep jumping into conclusions. you're in a rat race of thoughts that aren't true." he frowned. you just blinked at him, those lovely eyes starign back at him.

"please, your friends... if i could even call them your friends. ugh.." he began disgusted, "they're just trying to ruin our relationshi-"

"but reo, if you genuinely cared — we'd be together, no?" you bluntly spilt out. you left reo in his own thoughts. "you're also the one running in circles."

shidou ryusei mmm. he's something. the young, tan blonde is quite an exquisite character. he may be violent, but don't let that misinterpret him.

he's openly friendly with you. he's deathly obsessed! his eccentric personality perfectly collided with yours. (the way your bodies collided too ig) your friends however... didn't really appreciate him.

they thought he was tugging you away from them — to be fair he is a tad bit possessive over some people or things... (he really doesn't want to become nothing.) so when you asked him to stop seeing each other as you two were only just 'friends' his first initial instinct was to reject that offer and y'know. keep you as his.

problem was — you were never really his. well yea you were but you two never decided to get into a relationship because of outside influence.

that night, shidou found himself as actually nothing now. he was in tears, odd for this man. it hurt him horrendously. you made an empty promise that you two can still be friends.

you two never talked, contacted, etc etc after. shidou was never embarrassed of how comfortable and freaky he got with you. still remembering the sweet memories of how you two got intimate at times.

sometimes, he'd stare at you in class. (sometimes? bro naur he's always staring pls) he knew he could never truly move on. crazy enough, i think shidou's pretty loyal.

so, that night when you found yourself in his arms. tears rolling down your face in the pouring rain — the tan individual pathetically smiled at you. "y'know cutie, your friends have been here a little too long. they must be waiting for you to move on." peck.

otoya eita infamously known as the school's number one player. hell, the NEIGHBOURHOOD's number one player. (THE NEIGHBOURHOOD MENTIONED?!)

you knew you were sliding into an appalling situation when you agreed for a night with this man. you two were great friends since the beginning of time.

this relaxed asshole.. (LMFAO RELAXED ASSHOLE ISA WTF R U COOKING) is a choice. he knew his way 'round you. c'mon, he knew you since conception basically.

it was reciprocated too — you knew his way around him as well. which is strange to him. settling in with girls is beyond tiresome for him..

you weren't blind to the fact eita's whoring around. you didn't really care too much (you did) that was quite contradictory when you caught him with another girl.

"eita what the fuck!? wha- you-" you stammered, perplexed by the situation. "what are you doing with another girl?!"

"[name], sweetie y'know we're just friends." otoya nervously laughed, masking it with some bits of confidence. "oh you did not-" you gasped.

"y'know what!? all i needed was some time and space to realize — that YOU we're busy sleeping 'round with other girls!" you yelled, oooh... straight up toxic bars...

ninja? what a nickname for someone who cant even be sneaky about the fact he's disloyal. realization hit otoya. despite his whole 'girlfriends are troublesome' he realized he was willing to tolerate you. but at what cost?

"wait [name], i wasn't ready-!"

— ©iqxatlantic / isaisliterallyhim, 2025

a/n: man i'm stressed out i need a cigaretteeeee... heh guess my favourite chara... anyways hii! im back yes.. after my profs keep buttfawking me with more and more assignments like dawg what the flip 💔 um this was unfortunately lots of projecting but ykw i hope ygs enjoyed i dont have much to say so take care babes mwa mwa ily

[hrts4nagi]

she's the man!

pairing :: itoshi rin x f!reader

synopsis :: hiori y/n is devastated after the news of the girls soccer team being cut from the sport program and unable to join the boys team. to rub more salt on the wound, she just broke off with her long-time boyfriend. devising a plan, she disguises herself as her twin brother to take his place at blue lock academy, an all-male prep school.

what she doesn't expect is falling for the star player of the academy.

016.

"ta dah!"

miko’s mouth gapes open in shock, taking in your appearance. “this is so freaky. you and your brother look scarily alike! it's like if i only saw the back of both your heads, i wouldn't be able to tell you guys apart.”

“don’t catch feelings for me now.” you tease.

she rolls her eyes playfully, shoving you. “gross! even if you are twins, you’re still your each person! plus, i know way too much about you to like you that way.”

“uhm rude?”

miko shakes her head ushering you back to the bathroom. “okay get out of that get up and let’s go! my friends are waiting!"

“wait. what am i supposed to wear?”

she sighs. “give me one second.”

you watch as she browses through her closet. miko hums before grabbing a baby pink top and a matching skirt. “perfect! try this on!”

you blink staring at the garments in hand. “it's very uhm, pink.”

“yeah yeah. hurry up!”

you get shoved back into the bathroom with an ‘oof.’

“wow, it’s nice wearing cute clothes for a change!” you twirl around in your new fit.

miko claps. “you pull it off really well! i gotta give your closet a makeover.”

“what’s wrong with my closet?”

“y/n. one half of your closet is sweats and the other half is soccer and athletic wear.”

“right!”

your attention focuses on the arcade upcoming on your right. the sounds of buttons clicking and joysticks moving fill your ears as the vibrant-neon lights enter your vision. you squint, fazed by the sudden change. scanning the arcade, your eyes land on a familiar mop of hair.

“hey isn’t that?” you squint your eyes for confirmation.

“who?”

you jump onto the familiar white-haired man’s shoulders. “boo!”

nagi flinches as a loud ‘you lost’ emits from the speaker, he turns to you with a frown etched onto his face. “huh, who are you?”

“nagi it’s me.”

confused, he tilts his head. “no, doesn’t ring a bell.”

“nagi. it’s me, y/n.”

“oh. you look different.”

“no, really?”

“you don’t look too bad out of that ugly wig.” he remarks.

you huff placing your hands on your hips. “what was that about my hair?” you sigh looking around the arcade. “why aren’t you with the rest of the guys?”

“wanted to catch up on gaming.” he muses, inserting another token into the machine.

“mind if we join you?”

“why not?”

miko sat out after getting destroyed in a 1v1 against nagi. she sulked, excusing herself to grab a drink from a nearby vending machine.

“woah, you’re actually pretty good.” nagi muses, turning to face you. “you might even be better than your brother.”

“what can i say! i guess the twin genes run strong!”

suddenly, a familiar voice calls out. “there you are nagi!”

once more, nagi gets startled, losing his game. annoyed, he brushes bachira’s hands off his shoulders.

“c’mon can’t i catch a break.” he grumbles in defeat.

the two of you turn around to be met with well everyone! otoya’s eyes widen after getting a good look at your face. “woah, who’s this cutie?”

bachira squints staring at you. “you look super familiar.”

you make eye contact with karasu as he opens his mouth to speak but gets cut off.

“she’s hiori’s sister.” you facepalm at this. you didn't exactly plan to bump into your teammates on your one free day off. you sigh preparing yourself.

isagi turns to face you. “he said he’s unavailable today, you happen to know where he is?”

“nope!” you reply, a bit too fast. “he’s probably at a pc cafe or something. you know him, a huge gamer.”

“the most i've seen him play is brawl stars on his phone.” reo speaks up.

“i should try ringing him.” chigiri says pulling out his phone. your eyes widen in fear at his action. if chigiri pressed the call button, your cover surely would've been blown.

“no!”

they all turn to look at you in confusion.

you clear your throat. “don’t bother, i already tried. it rang like 20 times.”

a chorus of ‘oh’s come from the group.

“oh hey! did i miss something?” miko blinks looking at the scene.

you mouth, ‘i’ll explain' to her as she nods.

“wanna join us? we were about to do karaoke?”

“sure, why not!” you look to miko for confirmation and she nods, grabbing her phone cancelling plans with her friends.

you look at rin, realizing he was staring at you. turning your head away to avoid contact out of embarrassment, it was weird facing rin without your disguise on.

“well come on! let's go!” bachira tugs you towards him, as you yelp in the process.

so much for a day off.

a/n: hi! sorry for the extreme lack of updates, life has been life :( the next chapter is already in the works, i'm aiming to release it by thursday/friday!

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[unknownsvoid]

Hi!! Can i request the bluelock boys texts when y'all broke up and you got a new boyfriend a few months later and he asks you to get back together but you say no to them and you block Their number

Bllk boys texting you months after a harsh breakup but you have a bf now!

✮⋆˙ | featuring: isagi yoichi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, reo mikage, nagi seishiro, rin itoshi.

✮⋆˙ | cw: angst content! aged!up blue lock. fem!reader. may or may not have spelling mistakes... so sorry if there is! I ALSO DID THIS ASK SO WRONG AND IM SUPER SORRY!!

ꨄ︎ | isagi yoichi!

ꨄ︎ | meguru bachira!

ꨄ︎ | hyoma chigiri!

ꨄ︎ | reo mikage!

ꨄ︎ | nagi seishiro!

ꨄ︎ | rin itoshi!