#Ego x reader

[waffledforbreakfast]

"Come Over He's Gone" - PRANK [SMAU]

Staring: Rin, Shidou, Saee niko, kaiser, ness, otoya, karasu, reo, isagi, charles

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: swearing suggestive comments, suic1de jokes, heavy ooc, bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, cringe, scuff, etc.

Rin

Shidou

Sae

Niko

Kaiser

Ness

Otoya

Karasu

Reo

Nagi

Ego

Isagi

Charles

A/N: Thoughts? maybe i should've put all the images together so you can scroll through them... lemme know if you'd like that!

I wanna try more smaus in the future, so im playing around with different applications, so lemme know what u think of this style! (insta)

I don't usally get much engagement(comments/asks/etc.) over here on tumblr, so im not expecting much, but lemme know if u have any strong opinions!

[maochira]

Hi hiii, Idk if u are still doing requests for dad Ego if not its fine cuz I just dont know :,) however I was going to ask if you could do dad Ego with a child whos an idol, yk like any japanese idols there are, if u are able to or even want to write this thank you! <3 again its fine if not Im just askin!!

Hi there!! I usually don’t write stuff about idols because I have no idea about them. BUT I haven’t written on this blog in a while and I miss dad Ego so much…….

gn!idol!reader and dad!Ego Jinpachi

Ego is the type of dad who’s super supportive but just can’t express it in words. Like he will watch you reach your milestones and do so many things but if it’s not about soccer, he has no idea what to say

Local autistic man going non-verbal because he can’t express his thoughts when it comes to praising you

but it’s okay because Ego has his own ways of showing how proud he is of you!!! He’s the type of father to always have your favourite foods stocked up especially when he knows a stressful week is approaching for you. Oh and he collects all of your albums and whatever cool merch you have

his collection is SUPER out of place among his other stuff but a man needs to support his kid even if that means having a Hello Kitty plushie from your Sanrio collaboration on his desk

Also the type of dad to tell everyone about you and your achievements. Not even in the “MY kid is amazing” way some parents do so they can feel some sort of validation. Ego always does it in a way that shows off how great you are as a person and not only as his child

He probably promised the Blue Lock guys that they’ll get to meet you if they win the U-20 match

That also was the first time he mentioned he’s your dad and everyone was like “??? What”

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

PLS IF U CAN pls make a ego one. Ego was working and ur his favorite assistant but he doesn’t show it, he was tired today you could notice as you stared at him before noticing his eye lids closing and re opening “ego how much sleep did you get?” You asked before hearing silence come at you as you sighed grabbing his head and shoving it into your chest for a nice pillow (in conclusion he’s tired and you let him sleep on ur chest :) PLS

Ego Jinpachi - Forcing Him to Take a Nap

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Here ya go anon! I'll be honest and say that I'm not too proud of this one, but this is the fifth rewrite so you're going to have to pity me and accept it. —Benny🐰

                                                                                                   

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It wasn't all that busy today.

Ego had strangely given the participants of BlueLock only light exercises in the morning and gave them the rest of the day to themselves to use for free time. It was rather… nice of him— not that he's incapable of being nice of course. That action in itself clued [Name] in that something was a bit off with their boss. 

The bespectacled man had been a lot more lenient and patient with them even when they'd teased him. He didn't get annoyed with or say any sparky comments to Anri when she said something that he viewed as uninformed. He didn't complain when [Name] had accidentally purchased him the wrong take-out and just ate it in silence after giving them a soft sigh. Hell, he had hardly said anything at all, just communicating through quiet hums and sluggish nods. 

In the quiet of his office, Ego groaned as he massaged his temple with his middle and index fingers. Reclining in his gaming chair, he closes his eyes for a bit, hiding them from the blaring lights of the wall of monitors in front of him. His head was pounding with a migraine that had built up over the 46 total hours; drawing a pained groan from his chapped lips.

“How long has it been?”

Their question flew over his head at first; his brain was slow to process the fact that they had spoken at all. His droopy eyes continued to focus on the training regimens that he was looking over on the laptop in front of him. Only when he felt their hands gently squeeze his shoulders did he fully register that they were even behind him. Their nimble fingers massaged the aching muscles along his shoulders and neck as they seemingly awaited his response.

“...Mm?”  

Ego hummed sleepily; body going nearly completely limp as he relaxed under their touch.

A sigh was heard from behind him before he felt his head being tipped back and their face entered his field of vision. With their hand clasped firmly under his jaw, they repeated their question. However, it seemed as though the bespectacled man was so dazed from his lack of sleep that he didn't bother to answer the question. [Name] sighed once again, gently releasing their boss's head and spinning the chair around to have him face them.

“C'mon Eggy, let's move to the sofa so you can have some sleep, okay? I'll finish everything up.”  

They softly cooed to him as they helped the man out of his office chair and dragged him to the sofa that was sat off to the side of the room.

Plopping Ego down onto the sofa, [Name] quickly grabbed the laptop up from the desk and returned to their boss. Sitting down beside him, they looked over the information displayed on the device's screen before reaching over and pulling the drowsy man's head to their chest. He tensed at first, not expecting the contact before relaxing and snuggling his head further into them.

As he got comfortable, Ego heard them chuckle but before he could bite out a snarky retort, the sensation of fingers running through his short locks had it dying down in his throat. He could hardly keep his eyes open anymore. He didn't know why he continued to fight the shutting of his eyes; perhaps it was to spite them. But as his eyes finally shut he heard them whisper:

“Have a nice rest, Jinpachi. I'll make you something to eat when you wake up.”  

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[animeyanderetalker]

Darling returning to their house after having bought some groceries only to find Jinpachi standing outside their smoking apartment with firefighters surrounding him, holding a burnt pan in his hand:

Darling: "What?! Did?! You?! Do?!"

Jinpachi, staring with mild disdain at the burnt pan he is holding: "It started off fine...and then it was suddenly on fire."

Darling: "You set my kitchen on fire!!"

Jinpachi, pushing up his glasses: "That is incorrect. I didn't set fire on your kitchen. Fire was all of a sudden on your kitchen."

Jinpachi and darling staring at each other whilst darling contemplates murder through strangulation by using the hose of the fire truck.

Jinpachi: "I assume I'm forbidden of using the kitchen from now on?"

Darling: "Yes. Yes, you are."

[shoyoist]

Can i ask for ego smut😳 i feel like he'd be really into bondage and choking. Imagine him just talking to someone on the phone and his other hand's just wrapped around y/n's neck and fucking her dumb then if she ever makes a noise he'd just insert his index and ring finger in her mouth to shut her up aaaaa

content: f!reader. unprotected sεx, light bondage, a little choking, gagging, edging, fucking while on a call. slight dumbification. an: you're so right nonnie!! except instead of his fingers in your mouth, he got a pretty present to help you stay quiet instead.

— . ｡˚ ♡ ego enjoys testing your limits and seeing if you break.

you're starting to feel dizzy.

ego leans back in his chair, letting out an irritated sigh into his phone as the JFC head on the other end of the line continues to blabber.

he talks casually, sounding bored as he rolls his eyes while going “yeah, yeah” like he's annoyed by whatever they're saying to him. “sure, i don't care. just get the system installed before the end of the week.”

he doesn't bat an eye, doesn't even let out a hitched breath — to give away the fact that he's got you sitting pretty in his lap, your cunt wrapped around his cock. it's like you're not even there.

but you are. you've got a cute little heart shaped ball gag in your mouth, and his free hand is lazily wrapped around your throat.

every now and then, he'll nudge his cock deeper into you, and you whine pitifully, teary eyed and impatient because he's been on that call for twenty minutes now, having picked it up right after he'd pulled you into his lap and got you to sit on his cock.

he's not taking care of you, even after he promised he would.

and he's even got your hands tied behind your back. you can't even help yourself. your clit's aching, begging to be touched — but his hand has remained around your throat the entire time, only once skirting downwards just to give your hip an absentminded squeeze before going back up.

“mmh,” he hears all your little whimpers and whines, but he pays zero attention. the only give-away that he's enjoying this so very much is that his cock throbs inside you with every pathetic flutter of your walls around him.

“mm, ego-san.” your words are barely coherent, tongue held down by the gag, and your voice is all pitched and slurred anyway, but he knows you're saying his name. he knows exactly what you want.

and he's not going to give it to you. not until he's done with this call that he's purposefully dragging out as long as he can, asking the JFC guy for more stuff to spark more protests and arguments from him so that he could stay on the phone longer.

will you be good for him? will you be his good, pretty little cockslut and sit on his dick and behave for him until he's done? he knows you will.

you're a good girl <3 that's why he likes you. because he can push at your limits, play around with you and toy with you as much as he likes — and you'll take it.

his eyes flash behind his glasses as you slump forward, lashes fluttering as you try to remain focused, doing your best to be patient. you twist your wrists behind your back a little, letting out a little, helpless sigh as the rope chafes at your skin.

sweet, pliant little thing.

he knows you won't cum until he tells you to. he knows you'll drive yourself to tears and sob, getting all hot and messy on his cock as you try to control yourself, as you try to shift into a less stimulating position. he knows you'll do your best and follow all the rules he's laid out for you.

which is why once he's finished with this call (in ten more minutes? fifteen minutes? twenty?) he'll untie you, admire the rope marks around your wrists and arms for a bit — and then bend you over his desk and fuck you dumb.

it's what you deserve <3

he plays a fair game, after all. if you do as you're told and give him what he wants, he'll reward you with what you want — to cum and make a mess all over his cock as he fucks you and fills you all up.

[ana-chan164]

Hey, can you translate these photos for me?

Yukimiya Kenyu & Ego Jinpachi comics.

Artist in twitter: mmk_x00x

Hope you enjoy ♡.

[tojjist]

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘁 - 𝗝. 𝗘𝗴𝗼

jinpachi ego x f! reader

tags: pwp, unintentional exhibitionism, semi-public sex, ego being an asshole, degradation, reverse cowgirl (kinda), mentions of masturbation (third person(s)), dacryphilia if you squint, marking/bruising, humiliation, unprotected sex, creampie, vaginal sex, slight objectification of reader.

note: this is my first ever fully-written smut so uh yeah forgive my lack of description and experience. also kinda rushed write it at like 3am in maybe an hour. Likes and reblogs are highly appreciated! minors, ageless & blank blogs dni

“ego-san! eguhh—!”

your hips thrust; up, down. up, down. moving against his length. ego’s long fingers were digging into the soft skin of your hips, forcing harsher movement as your walls swallowed him whole.

“such a fucking slut,” he whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your sensitive skin. “taking my cock like a champ, that’s how you like it, huh? wanna get fucked ‘til ya can’t see?”

you don’t respond to his harsh words, too focused on the pleasure. your hips kept thrusting but you weren’t doing all the work; ego knew you wouldn’t be able to move on your own when he’s balls deep inside you.

but, jinpachi ego doesn’t take well to being ignored. if he asks you a question he expects you to respond.

one of his hands curls in your hair, harshly fisting it as he stops helping you move. naturally, your movements become sloppy and sleazy over his cock, still attempting to enjoy his length despite the way he’s gripping your hair and turning your face, forcing you to look at him.

“answer, sweerheart. wanna hear my little doll’s response, hm? don’t leave me waiting, whore.”

it was so astonishing how easily his vocabulary swapped. to him you were but a little fucktoy for him to enjoy. he didn’t have to make you feel good, which he did. you at least owe him an answer.

“y-yes, egoh-san,” you blabbered, barely able to keep your sanity together.

it is embarrassing; you’re a strong woman of a high position, yet the highest position you can get with this man is riding his cock like a slut. how he knew all your weaknesses you don’t know. jinpachi ego is a wonder and as much as you’d like to explore him, it’s clear he’s the only one getting any exploring here. you’re only there to serve, to drool and moan as he fucks you stupid.

but unbeknownst to either of you, it is broadcasted all over the blue lock.

you knew having sex right in front of the the controls was a bad idea. god, you begged him so much to just drop it and have sex somewhere else.

but ego insisted to do something he’s seen in some porno, sitting on his chair while you’re on top of him. the leather chair was whining under you two as you moved. you would have been worried about it breaking if you weren’t too busy getting fucked.

and now you’re both paying for ego’s selfishness. it was you, huffing and moaning, your breasts jiggling up and down as he had lifted the shirt off them. one every screen of every room. everyone was watching now.

and the boys? oh, they were devouring the broadcast. how could they not when your soft begs echo through almost every room of the pentagon shaped building?

seriously, these controls should be more complicated. yet one wrong move is all it took you and now 300 young men are watching you sob.

“ego-san—! ‘m close! close!!”

your tears weren’t many, but the ones that fell were fat, blurring your eyesight and arousing jinpachi oh so much.

“feels good-“ he groaned slightly at the way your hips move faster, teeth clenching agaist each other. “feels good, slut? ya like my c-cock in you— fuck-“

the way your face reddened and your moans became even more pitched was definitely the finishing line for most of the boys, watching as one of ego’s fingers rubbed at your pretty nipple, squeezing your breast then pinching the darker skin in the middle.

with a final sob, a final thrust, and a final breath, your release came. your head jerked back as your spine arched, moaning especially loud now. ego groaned as your gummy walls tightened around him, teeth clamping against the plush skin of your neck. he made sure to leave his mark on you; dark bruises on your neck as he bites so hard it almost draws blood.

one would be a fool to think that jinpachi was helping you ride out your orgasm. his name is ego. no one matters, not even you. he was only chasing his own release, wearing you out until his cock twitched under the pleasureful pressure, shooting white paint across the walls of your tight cunt. the lewd noises of skin slapping against each other remained loud, echoing across the monitor room as jinpachi rocked your hips back and forth until he couldn’t anymore.

“get up.”

“what?” you squeak innocently ant his harsh demand. you were barely just catching your breath.

“ya heard me, don’t make me say it again. get up.”

if there is one thing you learnt from being ego’s personal stress reliever, it’s to obey. no questions asked. he demands, you answer.

and you are one good lap dog. you allow him to mush and shape you however he likes because, for some reason, it felt so fucking good.

you didn’t have to be told another time, twice is a lot. you stand up without question, back facing jinpachi as you wait. was it anticipation or dread pooling in your stomach? you weren’t sure.

“bend over.”

his words were absolute. but this time you went rigid, not moving an inch.

“did you not hear me?” “ego-san..”

ego stands up, hand finding your head roughly as he begins to push it down. “when i tell you to bend over you fucking-“

he noticed it too.

there was a small red light, coming on and off, indicating that this is in fact getting recorded.

“shit…”

[nana-mania]

“EXPECTING” she delivered a surprise to him

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : jinpachi ego

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : fem! reader, fluff

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ THE Blue Lock facility was just as imposing and intense as you remembered. Even with the countless visits you'd made to see Jinpachi Ego, your husband, the atmosphere inside never failed to make you feel like you were stepping into some grand, high-stakes war room. It was eerily quiet today, though. You guessed that meant the boys were out on the field, which made sense since Jinpachi was holed up in the observation room, glued to the giant screens monitoring each of their movements.

"Hey, Jin," you called out as you saunter into the room, casually leaning against the doorframe. Your voice cut through the silence, and you watched as his head snapped toward you, the ever-present dark circles under his eyes looking more prominent than usual. His focus wavered for just a moment, and you relished that little distraction.

"Shouldn't you be off doing something other than lounging around watching a bunch of sweaty teenagers kick a ball?" you teased, eyeing him up and down. As always, his fashion choices were... questionable at best. His lanky figure was dressed in his usual casual attire-black shirt, jeans, and the bolo tie that seemed to have permanently attached itself to his neck. His Crocs squeaked as he turned in his chair to face you fully, hands still poised over his tablet.

Jinpachi pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, raising an eyebrow at your entrance. "Shouldn't you be doing something more productive than pestering me in the middle of my life's work?"

You scoffed, flicking your hair over your shoulder. "Oh, please. Like I'd miss out on an opportunity to make fun of you. I mean, you're practically a caricature of a soccer coach at this point."

He narrowed his eyes, as if considering a comeback, but ultimately shrugged, his focus already returning to the monitors in front of him. "What brings you here, anyway? Don't you have things to do?"

"Oh, I do," you said. "But I figured I'd do my civic duty and check on my poor, neglected husband. Make sure you're still alive and not buried under a pile of instant noodle cups."

"Your concern is touching," he deadpanned, eyes still glued to the screen, tracking a particular player. "I haven't died of malnutrition yet, so you can stop worrying. Now, unless you have an actual reason for being here-"

You rolled your eyes, but a mischievous grin tugged at the corners of your lips. The banter was fun, sure, but you hadn't come here just for that. This was a big moment, and the anticipation of revealing your news made your palms slightly sweaty.

"I have a reason," you admitted, stepping further into the room. You dug into your bag and pulled out a small plastic bag, nonchalantly tossing it onto his desk. Jinpachi didn't even look at it at first, too busy tapping something on his screen. Typical.

It took a few seconds before he glanced down at the bag. His hand froze mid-tap. His eyes flickered back and forth between the plastic bag and your face, obviously confused.

"What is this?" he asked flatly, eyebrows furrowing together in that adorably clueless way that you found so endearing.

You couldn't help the smirk that spread across your face as you crossed your arms, waiting for him to connect the dots. He was smart, but you knew he wouldn't get it right away.

"Well, dear genius husband of mine, I'd think it's pretty obvious."

His eyes narrowed again, this time studying the contents more closely. The realization started to dawn, and you saw his eyebrows lift just slightly. "Who's carrying the demon spawn?"

You nearly burst out laughing, but you managed to keep your composure long enough to reply. "Me, you idiot."

There was a brief moment of silence as Jinpachi just stared at you. His face, which usually bore the expression of someone who had seen too much in life, remained completely blank. Then, without missing a beat, he leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. "Sucks to be you."

You let out a loud laugh, almost doubling over at the audacity. "Seriously? That's your reaction? 'Sucks to be you'? Unbelievable."

But he wasn't done. "Well, it's not my body that has to go through nine months of hell," he stated, almost smugly, though you could tell from the twitch in his cheek that he was just as stunned as you expected him to be. His cool exterior was probably the only thing stopping him from actually freaking out.

You rolled your eyes and walked over to him, leaning down to pinch his cheek-hard. "Listen here, you smug noodle-loving stick figure, you are not going to miss out on this. Every appointment, every scan, every time the doctor tells us what to expect-you're coming with me."

He winced slightly at the pinch but didn't pull away. "What if I'm busy shaping Japan's future soccer geniuses?" he quipped, though there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice now.

"Nope. Don't care," you responded, releasing his cheek but poking his shoulder for emphasis. "You are not skipping a single thing. We're in this together, Jinpachi."

He glanced away, scratching his neck-a tell-tale sign that he was annoyed, or more likely in this case, unsure how to process the information. "Fine," he muttered, his tone nonchalant, but you knew him well enough to catch the way his fingers curled just a little tighter around the tablet. "I'll come. Just don't expect me to, I don't know, do yoga or something ridiculous."

You snorted. "Yeah, like I'm going to let you anywhere near a yoga mat. I can barely trust you with a fork."

He gave you a dry look, but there was a faint smirk on his lips now.

You knew he was internally processing the magnitude of the news, even as he tried to play it cool. Jinpachi was never one to show too much emotion, especially not in a high-stakes environment like this. You could almost see the gears turning in his head, calculating how this would affect his meticulously structured life.

"Seriously, though," you spoke, trying to shift the mood a little, "I know this is a lot, but think about it. You'll have someone to mold into a future soccer star. It will take a while though."

He raised an eyebrow, an incredulous look crossing his face. "Mold? Is that really the word you want to use? I'd prefer 'cultivate' or 'develop.'"

You laughed again, shaking your head. "Whatever you want to call it, you know you'll be a great dad. Just look at how you handle the players here."

"Yeah, by constantly pushing them to their limits. I'm not sure that's the best parenting method."

"Oh, come on!" you shot back, amused. "It's either that or be a total softie. I'm sure we can balance it out. You can be the tough love dad while I take care of the cuddles."

He rolled his eyes but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching again. "That's a terrifying thought, honestly."

"Yeah? Well, get used to it. This is happening." You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "You're going to be a dad, and I can't wait for you to experience all the joys-and chaos-that come with it."

His expression softened for just a moment as he regarded you, the seriousness of the situation creeping into his usual façade of confidence. "I suppose there are worse things than being a dad," he admitted, almost begrudgingly. "I just hope this kid doesn't inherit my inability to function outside of soccer."

You chuckled, the warmth of the moment settling around you. "I think we both know they'll be a soccer prodigy with you as their dad. But maybe we can throw in some art classes or something, just to balance it out?"

He scrunched his nose in distaste. "Art? Ugh. I don't feel like producing a piece of art."

You nudged him playfully. "See, this is what I mean! You need to open your horizons. You can't just be all soccer all the time. What about cooking classes?"

"Cooking classes? Are you serious?" he asked incredulously. "If I wanted to poison our child, I'd just let them eat my cooking."

"Oh, don't act like you can't cook." you challenged, smirking at him. "You're just too stubborn to learn anything outside of instant noodles."

"Instant noodles are an art form," he shot back, crossing his arms defensively. "Besides, if it's not in my contract, it's not my concern."

You rolled your eyes again, though your heart swelled with affection for him. His quirks and stubbornness were part of what made him so uniquely him. "Well, I think you'll have to make some adjustments in your schedule, Mister 'Nothing but soccer.'"

He sighed dramatically, though the corners of his mouth curled upward. "I'll think about it," he said, his voice dry as ever. But you noticed that glint in his eye, the one he always got when he was secretly pleased with something.

"Thinking about it isn't good enough," you countered, narrowing your eyes playfully as you leaned in closer. "You're going to be there for all of it. And when our kid asks you for help with their homework, you better know the answer. No slacking off with the whole 'I only care about soccer' excuse."

"No, you'll do the teaching."

You almost choked on your breath. "What a nightmare..imagine ME, teaching math? Do you want me to fail our child?"

You poked him in the ribs, enjoying the rare moment where you could tease him into a corner. "You better brush up. No instant noodles or spreadsheets will save you when that time comes."

Jinpachi sighed theatrically, pushing his glasses up again, a smirk barely visible at the corners of his lips. "I'll consider it a challenge. Though, I'm not responsible if our child grows up with a warped sense of humor."

"Oh, please," you snorted. "With me as their mom, they'll be perfectly balanced. It's you I'm worried about. You're going to corrupt them with your twisted soccer fanaticism."

He tilted his head, fixing you with a mock-serious stare. "And what, exactly, would be wrong with that?"

"Everything," you replied, matching his intensity. "Because if you think I'm going to sit through endless hours of soccer drills, you've got another thing coming. I'll make sure they're into something else, too. Maybe theater or art, just to mess with you."

The idea visibly made Jinpachi twitch. "Our child doing theater... Horrifying."

You grinned wickedly. "Exactly. And you'll love it."

Jinpachi shook his head, but the fondness in his eyes couldn't be mistaken. You could see it now, peeking through the cracks of his cool exterior. He wasn't just some cold, calculating football genius; he was also the man you fell in love with-quirky, egotistical, yes, but full of hidden warmth that he saved just for you.

A comfortable silence settled between you both for a moment. The only sound in the room was the faint hum of the monitors and the occasional scribble of his stylus on the tablet. You stood there, watching him work for a bit.

You were going to have a baby-his baby. You weren't sure what kind of father Jinpachi would be, but you knew one thing for certain: he would approach it with the same passion he had for everything else.

After a few minutes, you finally broke the silence. "So, when do you think you'll be free to come to the first appointment?" you asked, keeping your tone light but serious.

He glanced up at you, pushing his glasses up again-a nervous habit of his when he was thinking. "I'll make time," he said simply, almost nonchalantly, though you could tell he meant it. "I'm not missing it. I'll put it in my calendar. Between strategy meetings, of course."

You raised an eyebrow. "Between strategy meetings? Really? You're prioritizing strategy over me and your future child?"

"Don't twist my words," he shot back, smirking. "I'll be there. I can multitask."

"Sure, sure," you teased, though you knew he would keep his word. "And make sure to bring something that isn't noodles when we go. I'm not sharing my snacks with you."

He made a face, clearly displeased by the thought. "You're cruel."

You couldn't help but laugh, the sound filling the room. "I'm just preparing you for parenthood, Jinpachi. You'll have to learn to share eventually."

He rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the small smile tugging at his lips. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Oh, absolutely," you replied, grinning. "I'm going to hold this over your head for the rest of your life."

Jinpachi sighed, leaning back in his chair again. "Of course you are."

You placed a hand on your stomach. It wasn't just about teasing him or watching him squirm, though that was always a fun bonus. You were building a life together, and this was just the beginning of something incredible.

"Ready for the ride, Jin?" you asked, a soft smile on your lips as you looked at him.

He glanced over at you. There was something real and sincere in his eyes, a flicker of emotion that he rarely let anyone see.

"Yeah," he said quietly, nodding. "I think I am."

You smiled, feeling the warmth spread through your chest. "Good. Because I'm not doing this alone."

He let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head. "As if I'd let you. I'll be there... every step of the way."

"Damn right you will be," you said, though your tone was softer now, more affectionate. You stepped closer, gently resting a hand on his shoulder, and he placed his own hand over yours.

Jinpachi squeezed your hand gently, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that caught you off guard. You could feel the warmth of his hand on yours, grounding you in the moment.

"You know," you murmured, stepping in closer, your voice low as you brushed a hand across his cheek. "I'm not always sassy."

He raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk. "Really? I've never seen the evidence."

"Shut up," you whispered, though you were smiling as you said it. "I'm trying to be sentimental here."

Jinpachi let out a small chuckle, but there was a tenderness in his expression that you rarely saw. He lifted his hand from your shoulder to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin in a way that made your heart skip a beat. It was such a simple gesture, yet from him, it carried so much meaning. Jinpachi was a man of few overt affections, but when he did show them, they were undeniable.

Slowly, he leaned down toward you, his movements almost cautious, as if he were afraid to break the moment. You felt your breath hitch in your throat as his face drew closer, your heart pounding in your chest. And then, with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with his usual brashness, his lips met yours.

The kiss was soft, tender-unlike the sharp-edged banter you usually exchanged. His lips were warm against yours, and for a moment, the world around you disappeared. His hand on your cheek was steady, grounding you, while your own hands found their way to the back of his neck, pulling him just a little closer.

You could feel the warmth of his body against yours, his long fingers brushing the nape of your neck as he deepened the kiss, still slow, still deliberate. It was the kind of kiss that felt like a promise.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested gently against yours, both of you breathing a little heavier than before. His hand lingered on your cheek, his thumb still softly stroking your skin. Jinpachi's glasses had slightly fogged up from the closeness, but he didn't bother adjusting them this time.

"Sucks to be us, huh?" he murmured, his voice teasing but quieter than usual, as if he were afraid to break the delicate moment.

You smiled, still catching your breath, your fingers lightly tracing the back of his neck. "Yeah. Guess we're stuck together now."

"Not the worst fate," he replied, his smirk returning but his eyes soft.

You pulled him in for another kiss, this one quicker but just as sweet, before you leaned back, a playful grin tugging at your lips. "And just so you know, that baby's going to love theater. Deal with it."

Jinpachi groaned, rolling his eyes dramatically, but there was a fondness there that you couldn't miss. "Fine. But only if you handle it. I'll take care of soccer practice."

"Deal," you said, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.

As you stood there, wrapped in his arms, you knew that whatever the future held, you would face it together.

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[luvingshidou]

Yall acc like ego LIKE NOT AS A JOKE 🙁🙁🙁

HE SO FUCKINH UGLYLYYLYLLYYYY😭😭😭😭

🤓☝️ looking bowl cut lanky ass

[kingkunigami]

Ain’t no way this man ain’t a total sleaze, okay?

Happy Burthday, Anon!💕

Pairing: Ego Jinpachi x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, not proofread, dubcon, kinda exhibitionism, piss.

Working as Ego’s assistant you’d started to notice certain characteristics that shaped the man’s life. Since creating the bluelock program it was clear how his egotistical nature fuelled his decisions, he was cruel and selfish in only following paths that would benefit his own goals. It was almost obsessive how he desired to maintain order over all aspects of his life, including you. He liked to keep control, and ensured you remembered.

The massive screens in front of him showed every angle of the bluelock compound, no matter which screen you looked at you managed to see at least one of the men from the program, cheeks flushed when your eyes came to land on Kunigami on one of the large screens. Even through the security cameras you could notice the way his skin glistened with sweat as he raised a bar with weights above his head.

It was perverse really, the way Ego had access to every single part of their lives and could hone in on any one of them whenever he pleased. It was a morose control that stroked more than just his ego, fuelling the superiority complex inside him as he watched them as though they were rats in a cage.

It was the same power that he seemed to wield over you. Allowing him to do with you as he so pleased, nothing more than another one of his playthings and you weren’t sure what was worse? Him using you, or you enjoying it.

“See anything you like, sweetheart?” His lips grazed your ear as he stepped behind you, his lanky frame towered over you as he held you against him.

“No,” You hummed nonchalantly, trying to calm your racing heart as you moved your gaze from Kunigami only to find your eyes focused on Shidou who was currently booting ball after ball into a goal.

“You sure about that?” He smirked against your neck, one of his hands sliding down your body to lay flat against your abdomen as he pressed down. The movement pushing your back into his chest as you felt the pressure increase, squeezing your thighs together to try and ignore the dull throb in your bladder.

“I wonder what they would think if they could see you now,” He forced one of his slender legs between yours, preventing you from keeping your thighs clenched tight. The motion had you whining in response, rolling your hips as he pressed the muscular quad against your heat. The motion had your pencil skirt bunching around your thighs, as you felt completely exposed, “I bet they’d love to see you as a prize.”

Your heartbeat increased at the thought of those men seeing you like this, in such a depraved state as Ego continued to press his palm against your abodomen, increasing the pressure in your bladder as you tried desperately to fight the urge to let go.

“Oh? You want them to see you like this, hm?” He smirked, “I bet it would increase their performance if this were a reward. A sure fire way to make bluelock a success.”

“Please, no.” You felt the heat rise to your cheeks in embarrassment as you thought about any of those men, those strangers, seeing you like this.

Of course you recognised each man by name, but you had no idea who they really were outside of the bluelock experiment, and they certainly didn’t know anything about you. If they did, they’d know that you were secretly enjoying the way your boss was pressing you down on his thick thigh.

“Don’t act coy,” Ego scoffed, “I can practically feel you already, you’re enjoying this already and I haven’t even touched you.”

His free hand moved between your thighs to cup your clothed sex, feeling your panties soaked with your slick as he pressed another sultry kiss to your neck.

“Still want to lie to me, sweetheart?” He groaned as he pulled the flimsy fabric to the side, letting his long fingers delve between your folds to feel just how wet you were. Dragging the mess through you as he began to press slow, calculated circles against your clit. The motion had you bucking your hips pathetically as you tried to ignore the ache intensifying in your bladder.

You gasped as you felt the first few droplets leak from your bladder and soak his fingers, the warmth different to the slick oozing from your cunt as he groaned in satisfaction. Increasing his momentum to try and coax more from your desperate core.

“Come on, you desperate girl.” He groaned, “I know you want to, just let it happen.”

“I can’t hold it, I’m gonna— oh, fuck.” Your body began to tremble against him as your knees became weak. Grateful that he was able to hold your body against him to stop you from falling face first as you felt the tension begin to leave your body, “Ego—”

The relief flooding through you in harsh waves as you let go, a warm stream of piss began to spill from between your thighs as you soaked Ego’s leg and the floor beneath you. Your panties ruined as you continued to roll your hips against his fingers, meeting his movements as you gave your clit some needed stimulation. Working yourself towards your climax as you felt yourself teetering over the edge when he stopped—

A desperate whine left your lips as you tried to press yourself down on his soaked thigh, your piss now cooling against the fabric as it stuck to your skin uncomfortably. Trying to find your release as he moved both hands to your hips to hold you steady, a dark depraved smirk on his lips.

“Not yet, sweetheart. I’ll let you in on a little secret,” Ego’s lips were pressed against the shell of your ear, “See that camera right there?”

He motioned towards a blinking red light that you hadn’t noticed before, the sight had your stomach dropping as you realised that he’d recorded the entire spectacle. Your embarrassment now committed to film for the foreseeable future.

“I’m going to be making an announcement momentarily,” He cooed, “Whoever scores the winning goal tonight will be receiving a special reward, I wonder if you can guess what that might be.”

[waffledforbreakfast]

Bllk x Reader - Headcannons!! [MasterList]

ft. Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser, Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo Catchups: Nagi, Ego

-> First Encounters

-> Second Encounters

-> Birthday Gifts

-> Bllk as your Roommate

-> Their reaction to a kiss on the cheek

-> If you watch their game

-> Valentines Special [Wattpad Exclusive!!]

-> Telling them you're busy

-> First date [pt.1] + (Rin, Shidou, Sae)

-> First date [pt.2] + (Niko, Kaiser, Ness)

-> First date [pt.3] + (Otoya, Karasu, Reo)

-> Sending Love Letters [pt.1] + (Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser)

-> Sending Love Letters [pt.2] + (Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo)

-> Easter Special [Wattpad Exclusive!!]

-> Receiving Love Letters [pt.1] + (Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser)

-> Receiving Love Letters [pt.2] + (Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo)

-> Nagi Catchup

-> Ego Catchup

-> "Come over he's gone" - PRANK (SMAU) + Regulars + Isagi + Charles

[maochira]

gn!reader

Just like 99% of asian parents, dad!Ego's main love language is bringing you food. Even when he's busy with work, each time he makes himself a bowl of instant ramen, he makes one for you as well and brings it to your room. Ego knows which instant ramen brand is your favourite, and as soon as you mention really liking another one, he buys that one in bulk - typical dad behaviour.

Ego pays more attention to your diet than to his own. He doesn't force you to eat anything you don't like, but he tries to encourage you to eat more nutritional food. Although, due to his own eating habits you tend to not listen to him. But Anri's there to help out a bit.

Sometimes, Ego randomly knocks on your door and asks if you're hungry. Most of the time, it's not necessarily because he thinks you might want food, but mostly because it's an easy way to start a conversation.

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Ego Jinpachi - "Eggy's Misfortune"

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In which a certain eggheaded volleyball enthusiast is bullied into eating healthy by his clearly overpaid assistant. Or; In which Ego Jinpachi is force-fed dumplings in an "attempt to make him eat healthier".

                                                                                                   

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Ego Jinpachi grunted as yet another dumpling was shoved into his mouth, he nearly choked on it due to how far back it was pushed.

Never in his life did he think he'd be in a situation such as this, that situation being, forced feeding at the hands of his employee. He was appalled at the audacity that this person had to park their ass on his desk and start feeding him like some kind of child.

I mean, even if the dumplings were pretty damn good and the only meal he'd had in like three days other than a burger drowning in mayonnaise. The pure disrespect he felt was hard to overlook; not to mention that stupid grin they had on their face, like they just accomplished the greatest feat known to man.

Who the hell were they to smudge up his sparkling ego like that? But damnit! This food was so well made, that he couldn't just not eat it, that would be foolish, it's free food and free food is free after all.

So he, Ego Jinpachi, ate it in silence, doing his best not to give his menace of an employee even an ounce of positive emotion. He kept his face blank and eyes focused on the wall of monitors before him, refusing to acknowledge the satisfied flush on his cheeks.

I mean it's not so bad right, as long as he can eat in silence, he doesn't mind all that much.

"Aww Eggy, you look like a chipmunk!"

Never mind... he's docking this idiot's pay... after he finishes his meal, of course.

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Wanna see similar content? Check out my Masterlist!

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Reblogs are appreciated ~ 𔓘

[chigirizzz]

"i want to bang your..."

characters: chigiri, bachira, otoya, rin, ego

warnings/tags: inappropriate words ("bitch", "kys"), they're just your besties, smau, crack, gender neutral reader but there's a female emoji on rin's part, rin uses an insult that it's not lukewarm 😱

CHIGIRI HYOMA

BACHIRA MEGURU

OTOYA EITA

ITOSHI RIN

EGO JINPACHI

[addrieana]

Ego??

EgoxReader | Of course, Not proofread, I'm lazy

teeny tiny bit of spoiler from the manga I promise it does not affect the experience. ✋

I'm in my Ego simping era rn don't you think Ego's underrated??

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When you found out that the Ego Jinpachi used to play soccer, you were shocked, hell even to say that you were shocked was an understatement. Like your boyfriend who just stays in front of his computer all day looking at striker's stats and slurping on his ramen is actually Noa Noel's, like Yoichi said "rival"?? And it came from noa's own mouth too. So of course you would pester him about it, "hon, someone told me you were a soccer player before." "hmm? yeah yeah" your boyfriend who obviously did not understand you, replied. "wait. what? where did you hear that from?" he looked up from his computer finally processing what you just said. "uhhh... Isagi and Noa, is it true though? is it true?", "no need to worry about that, past is past." he answered vaguely, but that's all you needed to know because that means that he's admitting that he once played soccer. "woahhh, my boyfriend was actually the world's best striker's rival?? baby come over here let me cuddle you pleaseee 🥺" you told him looking amazed. "eh come on it's not that amazing, but sure I'll cuddle you. I'll be the big spoon though."

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When I saw this in the manga I knew I had to write cuz like??? Ego was actually noa's rival? or should I say "brothers in arm" was that it? Hope you enjoyed even °^° requests are open btw!

[anime-allover]

Hello 👋

Can i get a fluff oneshot with ego

You can do whatever you want with it 😌

Pride

Gender neutral

"Jin when are we going to go out? It's been a long time." You walked up behind him and stand next to him. He was working on another task for his blue lock projrct. You sighed and poked his cheek. "Jin." Ego tilted his head away from your finger. He hummed, letting you know that he's all ears.

"When are we going on a date?" You crossed your arms waiting for his answer.

"When I get done with this." You sighed and rolled your eyes at his answer.

"Which means, you don't have time for it." He stayed silent as he focused on his work. You walked away from him and grabbed some of your things. "I'll be gone for a couple of days." Ego stopped typing.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'm tired of you neglecting me, all you payed attention to is your damn blue lock soccer team. Is that more important that me?"

"Yes it is but you're second to it, so don't worry about it so much."

"Second!?" You can feel the anger inside of you ready to come out, but you held it in. "Don't look for me, don't text me, and don't even call me unless you're going to apologize." You held your things tightly and left the room making sure to slam the door shut.

You decided to go to a friend house for a couple nights until you were ready to see Ego again but on the 3rd night the both of you heard a knock at the door. "Why would someone come to my house in the middle of the night?" Your friend groaned and was about to get up to answer the door but you stopped them.

"Nah, I'll get it. I need to get some water anyway." You got off of the bed and walked to the front door. When you opened it you saw Ego with blue roses in hand. He had a little more emotion on his face than usual. "Jin?" You whispered under your breath but you soon snapped out of it and crossed your arms. "Have you came here to apologize? It has only been 3 days."

"Yes, I have come here to apologize. I'm sorry for the way I was treating you. It was wrong and I shouldn't put my career in the middle of our relationship. I noticed it can get lonely in that dark space and I have noticed that blue lock isn't my first priority to keep me moving forward. It was actually you that kept me on track. I also miss your touches.... I missed your hugs, kisses, head pa- just know that I missed you ok?" Ego interrupted himself and looked deeply into your eyes. "Will you forgive me?"

You leaned onto the doorframe and put a finger to your chin, pretending to think. You smiled and hugged him tightly. "Of course I forgive you. I was wondering how long will you actually last." You giggled. He sighed and wrapped his long arms around your figure. "I have also missed you a lot too."

Thank you for requesting!!