#bachira meguru x female reader

[bllk-after-dark]

artists' desire.

pairing. bachira x fem!reader

content warnings. MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI, nsfw, exhibitionism, reader is fembodied, use of female pet names (good girl)

Artist Bachira who offers you money to nude model for his latest project. He approaches you out of the blue one day and catches you by surprise with how blunt he is about it, explaining how he has no idea who else to ask and not enough time to save up enough money to hire an actual model. You find yourself agreeing to his proposal without much thought, and it only hits you how embarrassing this is going to be when the day you agreed to meet is right around the corner. 

When you show up to his place as planned, wearing comfortable clothing that will end up on the floor in only a matter of minutes, you have to keep internally reminding yourself that this is a professional setting and that there’s nothing strange about it. Bachira isn’t acting like this is anything out of the ordinary, so when he leaves the room after telling you to get undressed and gesturing to the loveseat draped in a silk sheet you remove everything before you can chicken out and tentatively take a seat on top of the smooth fabric. 

On the other side of the room there’s an easel holding a canvas and a stool where he’ll be sitting while he draws you. Your body traitorously heats up at the thought of how closely he’ll be looking at each part of you and you have to press your thighs together shamefully to stop the dull throbbing from your core. 

The sound of the door opening makes you jump slightly as Bachira shoulders his way inside and gives you a quick, respectful nod when he meets your eyes before pausing and doing a double take at the sight of you. His eyes widen a fraction and rake over your torso and legs, but he’s quick to shake himself out of his momentary stupor and lets an easygoing smile spread across his face. 

“Alright then, let’s do this.” He says in a singsong voice while dropping himself down on the wooden stool and adjusting the canvas. “Sit in whatever position is most comfortable, but focus on appearing sensual at the same time.”

You nod at his words and start to rearrange yourself, leaning back slightly to rest against the arm of the loveseat in a lounging position that has your chest facing slightly forward while one of your legs crosses over the other and accentuates the jut of your hip. You can feel his eyes on you the entire time, and you have to fight the urge to cover your chest and curl your legs up so he can’t see anything. 

When you find a comfortable way to lay, you look up and blink at him questioningly. “Does this work?”

Bachira’s eyes are dark and intense when they meet yours, his expression flat and unreadable, and you can see him visibly swallow before he answers. 

“Perfect,” he confirms with a thumbs up. “I’ll try to make this as quick as possible, so just bear with me! And if you need a break let me know.”

With your hum of agreement, he lifts his pencil up to the canvas and gets to work. The following minutes are spent in silence with nothing but the sound of graphite scratching against paper to fill the air. He starts with long, drawn out shapes at first while he glances back and forth over your body like he’s mapping it out, but when his pencil eventually slows down so do his eyes. Starting at the tops of your shoulders, every time his eyes jump from the canvas back to you your skin prickles pleasantly. 

Down the line of your collarbone, the slope of your neck, the length of your arm - everywhere his eyes focus makes your skin burn warm under the attention. When his gaze finds its way to the curve of your breasts your heart rate picks up instinctively, suddenly hyper aware of how exposed you are in this room alone with him. It’s all you can do not to shudder at the way he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth while his pencil works over the canvas, marking out the expanse of your chest. 

Your nipples are hard from the cool air in the room and the way you’re slightly leaning to the side has your boobs pushing together in a way that is no doubt tantalizing if the way Bachira is chewing on his bottom lip is anything to go off of. 

No matter how hard you try, it’s impossible to ignore the fire that starts burning in your lower body when his eyes move up to meet yours for a second, catching you staring right at him with a wanting look on your face. You quickly avert your eyes to the decor in the back of the room, but out of the corner of your eye you can see the flash of a smirk on his lips. You have no choice but to ignore the wetness that starts gathering between your legs while his gaze moves on to the dip of your waist, starting to feel mildly ashamed at how much this is turning you on. 

Although the look on Bachira’s face is calm and focused, his right left bouncing up and down tells you that he must be feeling something too. You can only hope he’s not uncomfortable and try to busy yourself by counting the photos on the wall in your head. It works for a few minutes, but a quiet shuddering intake of breath brings your attention back to Bachira who seems to have moved on to your hips and legs. 

Your heart jumps into your throat at the way he’s staring so intently at your thighs, and you wonder for a second if he can see the shining trail of slick between your legs when the bouncing of his foot stops and he blinks a few times like he’s trying to shake away a persistent thought. Even still, he continues scribbling away and dedicating himself to the task in front of him. 

You distantly feel slightly annoyed at the fact that the easel is just hiding his lower half from your sight, because maybe, just maybe, he’s as affected by this as you are right now. He’s been abnormally silent since he started and keeps getting this distracted look on his face every few minutes, but all you can do is lay there and watch impatiently as his hand skillfully moves over the canvas. 

When he finally moves on to your face, you avoid his eyes and stare somewhere off to the side, but his pencil stops moving so you slowly bring them back to meet his stare. 

“What?” You ask cautiously, feeling yourself throb at the intense look he fixes you with. 

“Keep your eyes on me.” Bachira says lowly. 

You bite the inside of your cheek so hard it starts to sting and nod, suddenly feeling lightheaded and foggy under the hungry way he watches you. The corner of his lips upturn slightly at your compliance, and it makes you swallow thickly. 

“Good girl.”

The white hot feeling of arousal that rushes through you from head to toe at these words sucks every single thought out of your head, only able to helplessly try to hold eye contact with him as he scribbles out the details of your face. His eyes flick between yours and the canvas intermittently, and every time it feels like he’s staring right through you and can see all of the dirty thoughts swimming around in your head. 

The sticky mess between your legs becomes too much and you’re rubbing your thighs together before you can even process the decision to do so. 

Bachira’s eyes follow the movement, and when he looks back to you the yellow of his irises is almost completely swallowed up by his pupils. He sets the pencil down with a loud clack and fixes you with a dangerous expression that you know you won’t be forgetting any time soon. 

“Actually,” Bachira says while standing up and making his way towards you. “I need your help with something else today.”

aly. ty sunny for the artist bacteria bachira brain worms i am still Thinking.

[blueparadis]

❝ I CAN'T HELP IT ❞ + BACHIRA MEGURU ❪ playing ⌗10, ⌗11 & ⌗12 ❫─── via radio line ❛anatomy of emotions ❜〳 from this is what ____ feels like !⠀

[ content and themes ] :: abo au + modern au, f!omega!reader, pov!bachira, slice of life, exs to lovers, mutual pinning, flirting, fast burn,angst and comfort, silent confessions, fluff , $mut descriptions; word count— 2k // [ synopsis ] :: After a whirlwind of highschool years, Bachira trips over an old flame and this time he is not afraid to get hurt no matter how many times he falls. // [ notes ] :: this is for my beloved dee @semisgroupie via snow’s valentine gift exchange ( @suyacho ). just wanna say that I've never been so happy with the results of a lottery ;› ß’read by cherry <;3 ( @cherrykamado ) // [ tag index ] :: for blog navigation ; event masterlist is linked in title. also available in my ao3.

Break-ups are never easy. They tend to do more damage than we expect, than we could ever do to ourselves. Humans say that falling in love is the most beautiful feeling. It would never let hope die,however weak it is. It would never let you weep alone. No matter how much you trip and hurt yourself, you still manage to be up on your feet again to follow them everywhere till the last breath. Love is eternal, they say. They never say how to fall out of love. Humans claim that they fall in love only once; true love happens only once unlike such animals. 

Such is the theory in this world where alphas, betas and omegas exist along with humans. Not only that, but they are actually thriving well, that is, the prospect of cohabitation has become more flourishing than before.In fact, the head representative of such inhumans claims that within a century , there might not be any existence of humans.

Bachira agrees. He agrees with the theory of love, not the animalistic part. He agrees, if he falls, he will fall so hard that he would not be able to pick himself up, at least he thought he wouldn't. His first break- up at least taught him how he was so not in love with y/n. People tend to miss their partner after break-ups, but he never missed her, not even once. Sure, there was this unsettling feeling at the corner of his heart but it faded with time. 

Sometimes, he even thought that there was not enough love between her and himself so he would miss her, after she was gone like the wind. And now she is standing in front of the list of the candidates that have cleared for higher studies. Bachira did too. He can see his name in the list of dominant alpha males. He can also see her name and her feeble stature at ease amidst the crowd. No doubt she is a human, must be, otherwise what kind of omega would not be able to detect the presence of an alpha?

Bachira starts to walk towards her hoping she would recognize his scent, turn around if he released enough pheromones but he halted, he had to. How could he not when she ran away with tears in her eyes to the nearest restroom. Was she not happy about her selection? Did she see his name too? Who on earth would cry if they had cleared scholarship exams? Humans. Twisted humans.

It has been a week since I saw y/n on campus. I don’t even know her particulars and not that I need to but it would be nice to have some info on her so that I could avoid her at all costs. She was the first person I have ever dated. There were a few after her but it wasn’t like I imagined. I didn’t miss her like I was supposed to miss after a ‘break-up’, I didn’t try to contact her or anything like that after she left due to her father’s job transfer. Now that I think about it, it’s pretty much ;ame reason for a break-up. We didn’t particularly talk after we parted. . . wait, does that mean we never broke up? That’s even more lame. Fuck fuck fuck why does she have to go to same college as I do. It could have been any other college in this gigantic city. . . oh fuck! I hate this, I hate this so much.

Bachira does not have any idea how to react if he were to cross paths with her, how to act like an ‘ex’ and hence he was always on guard. Whenever he could feel her presence he would always resort to detours rather than the normal shorter paths. Part of him felt horrible about himself , and another part was happy that she was coming to college, studying , living her day without being aware of her ex’s presence. Must be nice to be a human, to be so clueless about the raw edges of emotions. While he had his own emotional waves to avoid Y/N had her own inner turmoil to come at peace with. Not only did she crack the scholarship exams but also she was identified as an omega. The worst part was she came to know when she saw her name in the list of omegas who are selected for a pass in higher studies. Throughout her whole life she was taught how to talk like a human, behave like a human, feel like a human and now she is one of them now; a creature of the wild. Even though her parents were able to accept it quickly she took a few weeks to come in terms with it. Why was that? 

Her mother is human but her father is not. He is an omega with dominant genes. After first, y/n thought that her parents had a cute love story, just like one of those fairy tales— beauty and the beast. It felt nice. It felt perfect. She wanted it for herself, she wanted to experience one such fairy-like love story, at least once in her lifetime but it ended when she saw her father yell at her mom, so loud, so harsh that she almost cried. Y/N tried to overlook it as ‘just one-time’ but arguments became regular after that. Home was not home anymore. 

But the sun shone upon Y/N again when the family was blessed with another child, a boy, an omega. She was happy that her mom and dad did not fight anymore but the fear in her heart never went away. And, hence when her father had an order of job transfer she left without saying goodbye to her boyfriend who was as warm as the sun. In her defense, she did not have her personal cell phone yet, nor had a chance to see him at school. 

It was during summer vacation when they left the city without any trace of good memories.

And what are the odds that after a year they would bump into each other after a sultry summer afternoon? “Woah!”, y/n blurted, noticing that her ex was playing soccer with a bunch of guys from her class. 

Thereafter, each Monday she used to sit to watch him play. He has not changed, not a bit. Just a little here and there on appearances. He was taller than before, had a piercing just above his cupid’s bow and had a short ponytail; it seemed like he would let his hair grow.

And, each Monday whenever Bachira could not sense her scent anymore, could not feel her presence anymore he would look back to check and watch her walking through the corridor till she was out of sight. He even got hit by the ball for being distracted but that’s okay. He could let it slide. 

Y/N missed two Mondays in a row and his head was everywhere but not in the game anymore. He could muster up enough courage to pass by her classroom. He almost locked on the probability of not seeing her again, expecting her seat to be empty. Four more steps and he will pass through the back-door of her class room.

one.

two. 

three.

four.

The poor fruit juice can was a victim of Bachira’s anger. He never felt so betrayed before, not even when y/n left him without any word or explanation. But the second he passed that back door he was still like a sculpture witnessing the greatest miracle that life has to offer. She was looking outside through the door, with her lips having an upward crescent of mischief that made Bachira lock eyes with her. The bell rang. It was lunch break. All the students were walking out of the classroom, running through the corridor yet only two souls remain still. 

All this time. She knew. She knew that her past was slowly trailing back to her. 

Days rolled on, nights crept in but Bachira could not forget that face of hers, amidst the joyful unified screams of the students y/n was sitting in her place with a smile on her face. He even asked if they could have lunch together or not but all she did was to nod, part her lips to speak yet did not say a word before joining the crowd. 

Thereafter, bachira’s toilet breaks became frequent. He felt like he was in love, again but he knew it better than anyone that it was ‘just a phase’, maybe infatuation or a crush. There is no way he would let an old flame rekindle when there was no affection to begin in falling for her. Yes, sure he liked her but maybe not enough to have her as girlfriend again. But he could tell something was different, something about her felt different. It’s her scent. It’s different than before. 

“Nice play.”, Isagi yelled as he shared a high-five with Bachira. He thought of staying back even after practice since his parents are gonna be home late, it would be better if he dedicated some of his stamina to soccer. Everyone was getting their belongings together, changing dress and as such. 

After a while all the commotion faded. Bachira was all alone in the locker room, the slow breeze soothing his muscles while he kept his head bowed, eyes closed trying to recharge as quickly as possible. There was a feeble sound, someone was humming. Curiosity over took him and when he figured the source it amused him. It was a girl humming and moving her hips, probably practicing her steps as cheerleader, at least her outfit suggested so. 

She closed the cupboard, turned around and almost jolted at the presence of another person, Bachira. He took a few steps towards her. Two to be precise, she backed away with two short steps feeling her back being pressed against the metal locker.

“Let me go.”, y/n tartly responded trying to avert his eyes.

It was as if he was under reflex when he thought for a response. “Kiss me and I’ll.”, Bachira boldly whispered and waited.

Two things began to happen simultaneously . One : y/n slowly began to lose control over her pheromones; she was new at this. It would have been easier if she were introduced to this way of living since childhood. It takes more effort to teach a grown man to behave than a child. It’s a reboot of her whole being within just a few weeks, certainly there would be cases where it would become faulty.

Two : Bachira was starting to feel impatient. He closed the gap with quick steps entering the room and locking the door with a loud thud with his foot. He was already tired from the practice but never before he felt this uneasy, this restless.

“What’re you doing?”she asked, squinting her eyes at him. There was no sound except the dull drilling noise of the fan. Bachira's lips parted to respond, “I . . . —- but his answer ended with his lips on hers. It was a short, dry kiss, just grazing of supple skins against one another. Bachira opened his eyes when he felt a strong push on his chest. Instinct took him over as he grabbed the edge of the bench otherwise he would have knocked his head on the ground. 

“Fuck. . .”, his head felt heavy, vision a little blurred. He blinked a few times before getting up on his feet. He saw her bags and earphones on the ground. There was a bunch of noise in the corridor, giggles and talks of girls. Before anyone could spot any trace of disaster, he grabbed her belongings and left the site immediately.

It was a cold wintry evening when Bachira fell in love again, tasting the tanginess of his first love. He was wrong about so many things. They were still not over, not like this. Their love was just in brilliant sparks back then and now it turned into a wildfire.

 —

@tokyometronetwork

[merlucide]

SAYING GOODBYE B4 THEY LEAVE FOR BLLK!

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

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

ISAGI YOICHI

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

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

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

BACHIRA MEGURU

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

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

CHIGIRI HYOMA

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

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

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

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE

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

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

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

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

REO MIKAGE

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

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

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

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

ITOSHI RIN

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

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

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

Maybe ill make pt2 who knows

[txrully]

BLLK BOYS' CHRISTMAS GIFTS!

chars: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, chigiri hyoma, mikage reo, hiori yo, shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, alexis ness x fem! reader (all seperate)

a/n: whew that's a lot of characters.. ;-;

isagi yoichi

he’s overthinking. like, seriously overthinking. this man has researched “best gifts for girlfriends” on google at least five times. a candle? too basic. jewelry? what if you don’t like it? a heartfelt handwritten letter? too corny.

it takes bachira dragging him to a mall (where he immediately gets overwhelmed by the crowds) to finally decide. he ends up picking out a cute sweater that’s totally your style and pairs it with a charm bracelet he thinks would look adorable on you. bonus: he spends an extra half hour wrapping it perfectly. there’s no way he’s messing this up.

... except he accidentally forgets the tag and panics, scribbling a little sticky note with “to the best girlfriend ever :)” right before handing it to you.

bachira meguru

bachira’s gift? chaotic perfection. this man goes all out, no second-guessing. he decides on a custom plushie that looks like you and him as little cartoon characters (it’s both adorable and mildly terrifying, let’s be real).

but that’s not all. he also makes a scrapbook filled with random polaroids of the two of you – some cute, some extremely cursed – and decorates every page with colorful doodles and washi tape.

he doesn’t bother with wrapping paper, though. he hands it to you in a giant gift bag covered in glitter with the words “BEST GIRLFRIEND IN THE WORLD!” written in permanent marker.

rin itoshi

rin claims he doesn’t “do christmas.” yeah, okay, mr. grinch. except he totally does, because he’s secretly been working on his gift for weeks. he gets you something practical but meaningful, like a sleek pair of headphones in your favorite color, engraved with your initials.

oh, and he throws in a tiny sanrio keychain because he noticed you staring at one in a store once. (yes, he remembers these things. don’t ask how.)

he doesn’t say much when he gives it to you, just a quiet “merry christmas” while awkwardly avoiding your gaze. but you catch the little smile when you say you love it, and it’s the best present of all.

nagi seishiro

nagi... completely forgot it was christmas until reo reminded him. but don’t worry, he’s got this! (or so he claims.)

his idea of a “perfect” gift is something chill and cozy – like a weighted blanket and a pair of fluffy socks, because he knows you love staying warm. he wraps them in the most halfhearted way possible, with tape sticking out everywhere and zero attempt at folding the edges.

“it’s what’s inside that counts,” he mumbles when you laugh at the wrapping job. you love it anyway, because it’s so him. and when you catch him napping under that same blanket with you later, you know he secretly loves it too.

chigiri hyoma

chigiri’s gift is effortlessly elegant, just like him. he spends weeks planning it out because he wants everything to be perfect. he gets you a delicate necklace with a tiny charm that reminds him of you – maybe a snowflake or a flower.

but that’s not all. he also bakes you cookies (yes, chigiri bakes, fight me on this) and arranges them in a cute little tin with a handwritten card. the card? it’s filled with heartfelt words that make you tear up just a little.

when you thank him, he gives you one of those soft smiles that makes your heart race. “only the best for you,” he says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

mikage reo

reo spoils you. like, you tried to tell him to keep it small this year, but does reo listen? absolutely not.

his gift is an entire experience – dinner at a fancy restaurant, followed by a private ice-skating session (because, of course, he booked the whole rink). then he hands you a perfectly wrapped box containing the most beautiful dress (or outfit) he picked out just for you.

“i saw it and thought it’d look amazing on you,” he says casually, like he didn’t spend hours agonizing over it. you try to scold him for going overboard, but he just grins. “your happiness is worth it.”

hiori yo

hiori is the thoughtful gift-giver. he listens to every little thing you say and somehow remembers it all.

so when you open his gift, you’re stunned to find it’s exactly what you mentioned months ago – whether it’s a book you wanted to read, a cozy hoodie you loved, or even that random stuffed animal you gushed about once in passing.

he also includes a playlist he made just for you, filled with songs that remind him of you and your time together. when you tell him how much it means to you, he gives you a shy smile and says, “i just wanted to make sure you felt special.”

shidou ryusei

shidou’s gift? utterly unhinged but somehow sweet in the weirdest way possible. he buys you a gigantic stuffed animal—like, it barely fits through the door. why? because he “wants you to think of him when you’re hugging it.” (as if you could forget him even if you tried.)

but wait, there’s more. he also gives you a pair of matching pajamas. yes, matching. one side is obnoxiously pink with sparkly hearts (yours), and the other is black with a neon skull print (his).

when you ask him why, he just smirks and goes, “so everyone knows we’re the ultimate power couple, babe.” obnoxious? yes. thoughtful in his own shidou way? absolutely.

itoshi sae

sae doesn’t do christmas gifts. or so he says. but then he shows up at your place with a sleek little bag in hand, acting like it’s not a big deal.

inside? the perfect pair of winter gloves—luxurious, soft, and in your favorite color. oh, and he picked out a matching scarf, because, in his words, “you’re always complaining about being cold.”

he tries to play it cool when you gush over the gift, but you catch the tiniest smirk when you wrap the scarf around your neck. “don’t make it a big deal,” he mutters, but the way he watches you wear it says otherwise.

michael kaiser

kaiser’s gift is pure drama. he makes an event out of it, because, of course, he has to be the center of attention. he leads you on a whole scavenger hunt through the house, complete with cryptic notes and hints that are honestly harder than necessary.

when you finally reach the last clue, it’s a big box wrapped in glittery gold paper with an obnoxiously large bow. inside? a designer coat that probably cost more than your rent.

“only the best for my empress,” he says with that signature smug grin, pulling you into his arms. when you point out he went way overboard, he shrugs and smirks. “you’re worth it.”

alexis ness

ness is the ultimate cinnamon roll gift-giver. he spends weeks making something special for you—like a scrapbook filled with photos, ticket stubs, and little notes from your time together.

but he also surprises you with something cozy, like a fluffy blanket or a custom sweater he picked out because he knows you’re always cold.

when you thank him, his cheeks turn pink, and he shyly mutters, “i just wanted you to have something that feels like a hug from me.” (stop. he’s too precious.)

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hmmm should i make a part 2 w other characters? pls lmk! ^^

[narcjsistx]

𝐁𝐋𝐋𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃 ❘ reo, bachira, kaiser, rin, sae and shidou

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

— reo mikage

"are you sure you want to do it? I mean, it seems a bit stupid actually" says your boyfriend in front of you, from the side not visible from the phone camera "obviously! and no, it's not stupid" you say clapping your hands excitedly, placing yourself perfectly in the center of the lens, looking towards the direction of the boy, who still seems perplexed "okay, but what should I do? I mean, come there and get you? run away with you in my arms? run and-" says the purple haired boy , but only now you notice that the '3-2-1' timer is starting on the screen "DO AS YOU THINK! IT'S STARTING" you say gesturing in his direction

it all started less than 5 minutes ago. you had gone out together and it was getting dark, so to avoid being in the dark, you had taken refuge in a corner of a well-lit park without too many people inside. sitting on the bench you started scrolling on tiktok to pass the time, and you had come across this trend, which you immediately showed to Reo, all excited. The boy hadn't exactly shared the same happiness as you, but if it meant making you happy, he wouldn't mind do it

the trend song starts, and without stopping smiling, you look in the direction of Reo, who still seems unsure of what he's actually supposed to do. at the moment in which he should appear according to the trend he takes a few steps forward, making himself partially visible to the camera "come on, don't worry!" you whisper to him, placing a hand forward

you see him nervous but in this situation he seems damn cute. he takes a few more steps forward, takes your hand and pulls you to the other side of the lens, making you partially visible and him impossible to see from the camera. he chuckles nervously and you think you see him slightly calmer in the moment he brings his face closer to yours, placing both of his hands on your hips. you giggle seeing him calmer, not rejecting his kiss when he delicately closes the distance between your lips and his. from the camera now only you could be seen kissed by someone not visible, but maybe you would have published that video on instagram stories anyway

— bachira meguru

"you have to take it slow, not like you've tried before!" you say, trying to hold back a laugh, putting yourself in the center of the camera lens again. the situation had escalated the moment you mentioned that trend to Bachira, but hey, you were really thinking of doing something calm with your boyfriend? we're talking about him, after all

"I'll be serious. and definitely calm, I promise" Meguru says, walking back behind the camera, where it isn't visible. you know very well that he is probably telling you this just to make you press "start" but how could you even remotely not laugh with his explosive character?. you sigh in amusement, pressing the button before jogging back to your seat. you settle yourself during the usual '3-2-1' and you can swear by the way he's smiling that between you and Bachira he's the one having the most fun. The song starts

even before the part where the second person would normally appear arrives, Bachira starts running towards you, and you can't help but takes a few steps back as you shake your hands in his direction, no longer able to hold back your laughter. hurricane Bachira comes at you, grabbing you by the waist as you latch onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Meguru runs to the other side of the camera with you practically clutched to his chest, both of you laughing like it's the funniest thing in the world. even after arriving at the desired place, Bachira continues to run, not letting you go "the trend is over!" you say, no longer hearing the music as he runs again “my stamina no!” he says laughing

— micheal kaiser

"ich denke, es ist der erste trend, den sie vorschlagen, der mir wirklich gefällt" the boy says crossing his arms, and you glare at him for a few seconds "I know you're cursing me, but it's too late. besides, you know very well that I don't understand you when you speak in German!" you say tapping your fingers against his chest, a gesture that makes him smile "trust me, I wasn't cursing you. but the sentence seemed more beautiful said in German" he says proudly

"oh, definitely. as if it didn't seem like a language made up only of insults..." you say, shrugging your shoulders. since you were with Kaiser you had more or less learned a few phrases in german, but every time you said it, or he or Ness said it, it just seemed like mean insults. Kaiser is now amused by how you label his native language 'bad', but the first few times he was really shocked by how you labeled it "come on, start the trend" he says taking a few steps back, leaving the camera in front of you. you nod, preparing yourself

Kaiser hits the "start" button, and the usual trend song starts. everything flows normally until he enters the scene, at the precise moment. he approaches you, and as you had agreed, he simply has to take your hand, leave a kiss on it and run out of the camera with you next to him. you are surprised when you see him bend over slightly, just enough to pick you up, placing his arms around your butt to get up "Mihya!" you say in surprise, instinctively placing your hands on his shoulders as you are picked up. Kaiser doesn't say anything, he just spins you around while you're still holding onto him, your laughter the only thing audible between you. at the precise moment the song ends he raises his head slightly, just enough to place a small kiss on your lower lip only

"wir sollten so etwas öfter machen, wenn das dazu führt, mein liebling"

— rin itoshi

"you know I hate this stuff" Rin says while still sitting on his bed, you standing in front of him between his two legs "but you also hate it when I'm sad, right?" you ask, caressing his face, and without thinking twice he looks down. you know you have him practically tied around your finger, and above all, you love seeing him all so sulky for gestures, like caressing him or kissing him, which are now normal for you after years of relationship

"you don't even look at me anymore?" you say teasing him affectionately "okay. quick and painless" he says standing up, placing you to the side as he heads to the corner of his room, hidden by the camera on your phone that you've already set up on top of his desk. you smile happily, running to hit “start” before moving back a little further, just enough to be seen

the song starts, you pretend nothing happened as the trending girls you've seen and seen hundreds of times on tiktok usually do. at the right moment, Rin takes a few steps forward, taking your hand while, not running as the trend would say to do, he takes you a little further to the right

he stops with your hand still intertwined with his in a position still visible from the camera. you tilt your head not understanding why he stopped, but the words die in your mouth, replaced by a little squeal, when he brings your hand to his mouth to leave a kiss on the back, knight style with his princess "Riiin!" you say observing the scene, the song now over. he looks up for only a few seconds, and a light pink tinge is visible on his cheeks "I said painless, right?"

— sae itoshi

Sae hated being late, he hated the ReAl ceremonies he had to attend every month, he hated having to be with all those averagely mediocre soccers who for one evening pretended to be all great friends when in reality they insulted each other in the locker room

Sae loved seeing you dressed in red, he loved seeing you all happy for things that were actually stupid, he loved seeing you in your best dress all made up and ready for the ceremony which you also regularly attended

At the moment he was in both situations, both ready and well dressed, but late because you had suddenly found a trend on tiktok that you had saved months and months ago promising yourself that, sooner or later, you would do it with your boyfriend “Y/n, really, we have to go” the boy says, standing in the doorframe. you were at least 20 minutes late, the limousine outside the house occasionally honked, letting you know that you had to leave as soon as possible

"come on, if you keep going like this it won't take long!" you say, reapplying the lipstick on your lips, burgundy red. Sae would hardly ruin that lipstick placed on your lips so perfectly, but now he's not even in the mood to snort at you "we have to go" he says tapping his fingers on his watch, noticing that the 20 minute delay has now become 30 "I'm almost done!" you say, putting down the lipstick and putting the camera in front of you, positioning the sound of the trending song on the fly. Sae looks at you, a hint of nervousness running through him: hell, why can't you two just stay home?

"Y/n" calls you, but you signal him to stay still because you just need to play the song, and then move away just enough to let the camera see you. Sae, probably for the first time since you know him, raises his voice a little, but not screaming, just slightly louder than normal “damn, can you put that phone down and move?” he says looking at you, and just as you look up in his direction, the song starts. "sorry" you mumble embarrassed, taking a few steps back to grab your bag placed on your bed, and the boy only now seems to understand how out of character this was for him. he didn't even raise his voice when lil Rin made trouble, why he raised it at you now?

you turn again to walk towards the door, bag clutched in your hands, but two hands gently cup your face, resting on the sides of your cheeks. Sae kisses you, caressing your skin, murmuring against your lips something that remotely sounds like an apology. only then do you hear the song coming from the phone, which obviously hasn't stopped: you are perfectly in time with the timing of the trend, the kiss perfectly in time with what should happen in the millions of videos you have seen with this sound. maybe you should have bothered him more if these were the results: perfect trends and breathtaking kisses

— shidou ryusei

"come back, back... here!" your boyfriend says, while you scroll down with your finger, seeing again videos that you already saw a few seconds ago. you were sitting on Shidou's lap, you on the phone while he played his usual FIFA game on the console. by chance he had glanced at your phone, and suddenly, his attention had been caught by a video that you had saved, promising that you would show it to him once he finished the game

"turn on the sound. we'll do it now" the boy says putting the joystick to his side, and you turn around looking at him perplexed "we should get up to do it" you say tilting your head, but he grins "trust me. play the sound " he says, and you decide to do as he says, albeit a little confused by his intentions. access the camera, where your faces are shown through the reflection. you set the audio and press "start", curious to understand what he has in mind... after all we are talking about Shidou, in his head he has an order that only he understands, and that not even you dare to change or interfere with... but you loved him for this too, although it was definitely surprising

the trend song starts, you turn slightly to look at him and see him strangely prepared "what do you want to do-", you ask just before the part of the sound starts where he should come out and take you, pulling you away, but you feel one of his arms behind your back and the other ome on the bottom of your knees, just at the right time

you are picked up bridal style by your boyfriend, who starts running around the large living room of his house, holding you tightly so you don't fall. you hold the phone with difficulty with your hand, feeling shaky from running. you both burst out laughing as you hold onto his chest to stay as stable as possible. you hadn't exactly respected the rules of the trend, but you had probably created your own 100 times more beautiful and above all sweeter. typical of your boyfriend

[haikyuubby]

freak in you

“room full of beautiful women but i want one”

bachira x reader head cannons

✭ - smut, gn reader

how it started

• bachira loved having a s/o, he wouldn’t trade you for the world.

• but he also loved having sex with said s/o.

• when you and bachira first got together, you found out that you were the only person that he’s ever dated before.

• with that, it was safe to assume that he was a virgin.

• when you guys first started getting intimate, it didn’t begin with sex immediately.

• you were a treasure to him, he didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize losing you, so you both agreed to take things slow in your relationship.

• (slow being 3-4 months before actually doing it)

• you wanted to take things slow, especially since you’d be his first.

• it started with passionate, fiery makeout sessions that lasted near an hour.

• then, you offered to give him head for the first time and he was in heaven.

• soon after he’d start doing things to you, being more of a giver than receiver.

• when the time finally came for you two to do it, you took more of the initiative, making sure he was having fun the whole time.

headcannons

• bachira is definitely a moaner, and a loud one too.

• has crazy stamina

• his fav position is probably cowgirl, lotus, or a mating press.

• loves, loves, LOVES giving, but also likes receiving sometimes too.

• likes the thrill of doing stuff in hidden public areas

• likes having his hair pulled

• loves to give/receive hickeys

• prolly not the type to have a specific music playlist playing in the background, but something more like background noise from the tv (like adventure time or tawog).

• will use a condom if you ask, but really doesn’t care.

• will pull out if needed

• likes to hold your hand while giving you backshots (🤭)

• he loves to cum on your face after you give him head

• overall, sex with bachira is usually a 10/10 on most days.

also this just gave him idk

[blondieeu]

adorn. barou s.

despite popular beliefs about the mans preferred position in bed, the first time you have sex with barou shouei, he lets you do whatever you want to him.

"fuck"

he forced the word out through clenched teeth as he watched your head bob up and down around his cock. big doe eyes looking up at his as you kept a hand on the base of his cock, catching the sticky, leftover spit gathered there.

wet squelching noises sounded with every movement you made, of course along with the faint sound of your boyfriends heavy breathing. he was so hot in the moment, he was all sweaty and his face being a bright scarlet.

now barou wasn't really a sensitive person- never have been, never will be. but the sight of you giving open mouthed kisses to the side of his cock was seriously gonna make him go crazy.

"just like that girl"

his voice fought a war against itself trying to hold back the slutty groans that almost made their way out and into the now hot air of his bedroom. you brung your dry hand up to his clothed, sculpted stomach before pushing up the black wife beater he wore to reveal his skin.

barous big hands embedded themselves into the roots of your curly hair, tugging and pulling at it desperately. he thrusted his hips up and into your mouth in a pitiful attempt to somehow go even further into your throat.

your mouth and his cock became sloppier by the minute as you kept sucking at him. you took his cock out of your mouth with a faint popping noise, but kept stroking with a relatively faster pace. a thin string of spit connected your hand and your glossy lips.

"keep milkin it baby"

blondieeu xx

[hayatoseyepatch]

𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: You swore grief followed you like a cloud. Losing those who you loved at every turn, but there was one positive at least you had Bachira to turn to for comfort. But you were soon to find out the mysterious deaths surrounding you werent such a mystery afterall. 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗: Meguru Bachira (Blue Lock) 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.9k 𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘: Fem!Reader x Yandere!Bachira. ⚠️NSFW Dark Content⚠️. 𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: Knife play, stalking, NONCON, mentions of voyeurism, gas lighting, mentions of murder, obsessive behavior, blood, oral (fem!receiving), pussy slapping, degrading, mind break.

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗’𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊: WE DID IT YALL! We have officially made it to the end of Kinktober!! This was my first time taking a stab (hehe) at this challenge and we may have had a few hiccups along the way, but we got here! I really wanted to end this month with a bang! So this is probably the most intense of the ones on this list. For this one more than all of the others, please be mindful of the tags. This is the most intense and dark fic I’ve done this month. You are responsible for the content you consume, if this is not for you please have a look at my complete masterlist for Kinktober here. This is also my second submission for the "No, You Hang Up" Ghostface server collab that I'm hosting with our other server owner @rindous-starlight I really hope you enjoy and thank you for sticking with me through it! Merry Samhein/Happy Halloween my loves!

Bachira’s eyes were locked on you, unblinking. His gaze was so intense he was surprised that you didn’t feel it through the glass of your window. You were so trusting, but oh so naïve. Not thinking for a moment that your sweet, ditzy, neighbor had such a deep-seated obsession with you. Couldn’t imagine that nearly nightly he sat by his window, the same one that was directly across from yours, eyes locked on your frame. As you changed, danced around, scrolled through your phone, and especially late at night when you let your hands roam your body. To Bachira, in his twisted mind, this was all intentional. Because for what other reason would you, in clear view with your blinds open, let your fingers sink into your delicious cunt? To Bachira he took it as you simply teasing him. Aching for him to make the first move.

You had moved to this neighborhood nearly a year ago. And you would be lying if you said it had been an easy year. The past year had tested you to the extreme. Within only a month your long-term boyfriend went missing. You and Reo had been together for almost ten years, high school sweethearts. You didn’t know what you would do, he had been all you’ve ever known. After spending weeks worried sick, never stopping looking for him, his body had turned up in the middle of the woods. Murdered. You couldn’t imagine who could do such a thing. Bachira had happened to return to his home when you were just wrapping up talking to the police, offering you a kind smile and a warm hug.

Bachira.

You don’t know what you would have done without him this past year. He had been there for you all through your grief, comforting you every step along the way. Despite what anyone said, you were eternally grateful for the sweet man. You best friend, Karasu, hadn’t liked him. Claiming something about “the guy’s vibe being off” and that he “seemed happy with your boyfriend out of the picture”. You two had gotten into an argument that night, after telling Bachira about your squabble the next day you were certain he was right.

Karasu had never liked Reo, claiming you could do so much better. That he and his best friend Nagi’s relationship was weird. But, no, Bachira was right he was projecting. Projecting that Bachira was the one happy Re was out of the picture when it was really him. That didn’t mean that he deserved what happened to him, however. You spent too many nights lying awake relaying the last conversation you both had on repeat. Screaming back and forth before he stormed out. Sure he had been so nasty to Bachira, who all he wanted was to be there for you, but he didn’t deserve…

He didn’t deserve to die.

Enough time had passed since Reo’s passing that you had begun to consider moving on. After Reo, and now Karasu, your late boyfriend’s best friend had begun checking on you more frequently. You weren't sure how it happened, maybe because you were missing Reo and being with Nagi felt like there was still a piece of him left behind. The both of you seek comfort in each other, eventually escalating, blossoming into a bit of an arrangement. The both of you weren't dating by any means, more seeking a body to keep the bed (and your cunt) warm. And it was working, going so well. It was nice having Nagi around, a familiar face you had known for so many years. Not having to rely on Bachira so much.

It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy the sweet man’s presence, but you were starting to feel guilt for leaning on him so heavily. Bachira had been there for you through both tragedies this past year, now being your only friend in the world with the recent developments in you and Nagi’s relationship. When you had moved here, it was a distance away from your family. Having moved here to be closer to Reo’s work. Karasu was a good enough friend that he had found an apartment nearby, not wanting you to be so far away with no one. But, with him gone now too, it seemed like all you had was Bachira and Nagi. You were so grateful for Bachira’s presence, so lucky to have him in your life.

But oh how wrong had you been.

You wished you had listened to Karasu, that you had never moved here in the first place. Not as your feet slammed against the hardwood of the spacious home left to you in Reo’s absence. Not as you had come home that day to see your couch stained in his blood, his lifeless body being hovered over by the mysterious masked killer. And certainly not as the same man chased you throughout your home, his manic laughter seeming all too familiar. Once you were sure you had put enough distance between you both you ran toward your bedroom, slipping inside your closet.

That had been your first mistake.

The hand you had clamped over your mouth must have not been doing its job well enough

“Come on out, honeybee. I just wanna talk. I promise I wont hurt you, I’d never hurt you. I love you.”

You froze in place where you were hidden, your heart dropping to the pit of your stomach. You knew that voice. It couldn’t be. This couldn’t be happening …Bachira?

You let out an audible gasp, in hindsight that was most likely what had led him to your hiding spot. You let out a scream as the closet door is thrown open, mask discarded from his face now, allowing you to take him in. Crazed look in those honey-colored eyes you had grown to feel so safe when looking into, now causing bile to rise in your throat. Blood staining his hands and smeared on his cheek. Knife tossed aside somewhere on the bed as he collects you into his arms. An embrace where you once felt safe, now making you feel trapped, fear creeping up your spine. You let out a full body shudder as his nose nuzzles into the side of your neck.

“There you are my honey bee. Are you done hiding from me now?” His words come out muffled against your skin, tears pricking the back of your eyes.

“Bachira…why?”

His grip tightens on your figure, surely displeased with your words. His hand coming to your face in a harsh grip, eyes narrowed when looking into yours.

“Meguru.” He nearly growls. “You call me Meguru. People who are in love call each other by their first names. Now say it.”

You let out a hush whimper of his name and that seems to snap him back into his bubbly personality. Before you could comprehend what was happening his lips collided with yours, his tongue invading your mouth. Walking you backward until your knees hit the back of the mattress, causing you to fall back your body hitting the plush mattress with hm still on top of you You whimper, low and in the back of your throat, weakly trying to push him off of you.

“Please… Meguru, stop.”

This seems to upset him one again, his fingers curling around the bladed weapon that lay discarded on your mattress. You felt the cold blade caress the side of your face, cold metal, sliding down the column of your throat. His lips pressed to your ear as he speaks.

“It’s a shame what happened to your boyfriend.” Bachira purred, hand still coated in Nagi’s blood, caressing the side of your face. “All those muscles didn’t help much.”

You feel sick to your stomach, the knife against your throat a reminder of what could happen if you continue to disobey him. You shudder as his hand moves swiftly, cutting through the fabric of your dress and bra, eyes locked on your now-exposed chest. Hearing is mumbled ‘so beautiful. Before he ducked down, capturing one of your nipples between his soft lips. The hand not still holding the knife thumbs your neglected bud to a peak before pinching it between blood-stained digits. With every touch to your skin, more of the evidence of what he had down stains your body. He pays attention to your sensitive buds, grinding his hips into your own. You know you should feel appalled, feel disgusted that the very man who had caused you so much grief was on top of you. Touching you.

So why did it feel so good?

Why did you crave more of his touch?

Why were your hips meeting his own?

Perhaps it had been because it had been a while since you had been touched like this. Nagi found most things to be a hassle, often falling asleep almost immediately after he came. Whatever the reason you were mortified to find yourself craving more. Allowing him to slip your clothes properly off of your body. Not fighting when his lips traveled down your frame. And certainly not when he used his index and middle fingers parted your folds so he cold duck his head down and lick a fat stripe up your soaked cunt. Bachira’s body had a visceral reaction to your taste, burying his face in your cunt, his tongue alternating between licking fat stripes against your clit to pointed circles tracing shapes against the bundle of nerves. His hips grind desperately against the mattress in search of friction to his achingly hard cock. But his head was too pussy drunk already, your taste having his eyes rolling back in his head, eating you like a man starved. Like his life depended on the sustenance of your juices.

He leans back after a moment, admiring you being so exposed for him, hand rearing back to slap your exposed cunt. You cry out, pain immediately being replaced with pleasure as he dives back down, burying this face into your folds once more. His nose bumps your clit as his tongue invades your entrance, curling inside you. He collects your juices on the wet muscle, withdrawing from inside you he pushes himself up. Tongue lolling out of his mouth, allowing your juices, mixed with his own saliva, to drip down on your neglected clit. You whine, the warmth contrasting to the cold of the room. You’re shaking, trying to hold the position he’s placed you in.

Hands gripping your waist tighter than before, which you were sure would leave imprints, if not bruises on your skin in the morning. Lips attach to your clit, tongue flicking rapidly, only pausing to occasionally bite or suck on the sensitive flesh. Your hips pick up speed, practically riding his tongue as your hips buck against his face. The familiar feeling of warmth spreads throughout your stomach, your body hurtling toward your orgasm at an alarming rate. Bachira feels your thighs spasm, both hands now gripping your ass, to pull your cunt down further onto his face, head bobbing to coax you into cumming for him. You release with a scream, thighs trapping his head between your legs, only releasing once you’ve come done from your high. Your chest rising and falling with heavy pats, not noticing Bachira throwing the cloak off of his body, freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear. Only snapping back into reality as you feel the drag of his cock between your folds, the tip of him nudging your entrance, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke.

“Now, be a good girl and scream for me, yeah?”

𝕯𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖇𝖞 @/𝖈𝖆𝖋𝖊𝖐𝖎𝖙𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖊 & @/𝖘𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖐𝖆-𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖘.

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[sl-vega]

✮⋆｡ MEMORIES OF YOU

pairings: Itoshi Sae, Itoshi Rin, x [FEM!] Reader

genre: fluff, oneshot(s), drabble/imagines, established relationship (for some), implied angst if you squint (?), first love, post-u 20 arc, canon compliant

synopsis: in which their friends stumble across photos of you, their first, and only love

CW/additional tags: mild language, potententially ooc, Google translated Spanish in sae's part, English = Japanese in this, might make more scenarios with other characters if people request it

ITOSHI SAE

Sae was slumped across the cushions of his couch as Shidou rummaged through some of his storage boxes.

The other boy had been rather insistent on coming over to his new appartement, and helping him properly move all his stuff into his new living space.

"So does this mean I can finally move in with you?~"

"Keep dreaming."

Shidou pouted, giving Sae uncharacteristically begging eyes, almost like a sad lost puppy, naturally he didn't fall for this and settled for returning his pathetic look with his signature cold glare.

He simply gave him a sickeningly sweet smile in return, and continued taking objects out of the boxes, among the possessions were a lamp, a few photo frames, and an album.

Ryusei's eyes widened in surprise as his eyes came into contact with the book.

"Oh, what do we have here?"

Shidou said with a slight lilt in his voice clearly intrigued. Sae lifted his head from his phone to see what Shidou was doing, surely if something of his managed to pique the interest of Shidou's filthy mind, it would probably be in his best interests to throw it out-

Is what Sae would've said before he spotted the photo album in the taller boy's hands, Shidou fingers gingerly opening the front cover.

Sae reacted before he could even think.

"Put it down."

His voice is cold and sharp, not threatening, more defensive-scared almost, if he was even capable of fear that is.

Shidou's eyes widened momentarily at Sae's reaction before his face shifted back to his usual shit eating grin.

"Why Itoshi? Got some dirty photos you don't want me seeing? I promise I won't tell y'know."

Sae rolled his eyes and grabbed the album out of the blonde's hands.

"They aren't dirty, for your information."

He paused, as he looked at the cover of the book, dust was collecting on it, and there were a few marker stains that he couldn't get off.

"I'd just rather forget about them..."

He muttered, as he gently stroked the spine of the book with his thumb.

"Why'd you keep it then? You seem awfully attached to it."

Shidou's voice dropped lower and took a momentarily more serious tone before switching back to his flamboyant and teasing demeanor.

"I'm kinda jealous of it~."

Sae rolled his eyes, more playfully this time. He opened the book-making a point to hide the rest of the pages from Shidou's view-and took out a single photograph and handed it to him.

It was a photo of Sae and you. He didn't talk about you much, but he maybe he should change that.

"You clearly won't stop bothering me about it."

He waved the piece of paper before Shidou prompty snatched it and eyed it carefully, his eyes widening.

It was a photo of the two of you by some beach in Spain, hands interlocked, and a rare smile on a younger Sae's face. You were wearing a white sundress with a hat as you ran across the shoreline, taking Sae right along with you as the two of you stumbled across the sand together.

He remembered that day crystal clear, you brought a Polaroid camera with you and you got one of the locals to take the photograph for you. You had forced him to take a break from constant training, and before he knew it. He was far from Madrid in that moment, just you, him, and the ocean.

Shidou's eyes flickered with a brief moment of sincerity, Sae looked genuinely happy in the photo.

"And here I thought I actually had a chance with you."

Sae blushed, yet another look that Shidou wasn't used to seeing on him.

"We aren't-She wasn't-"

He stuttered, unable to express the nature of his relationship with you. Sure he had thoughts, but he never acted on them, which he regretted.

"Aww, so Mr. Itoshi Sae had an unrequited crush back in Spain? How tragic."

Shidou teased as he fidgeted with the sides of the photograph still in his hand.

"It wasn't unrequited."

Sae replied, quicker than he should have.

Shidou quirked a brow in response.

"Care to elaborate?"

Sae sighed, memories of you flooding back into his brain. Repressed feelings that he had long since left for time to slowly erode, yet a single reminder brought them all back.

"We... ran into each other a lot back when I was still in Spain."

He trailed off, recalling when you first interacted.

Sae was around fifteen when he first met you, he was at a cafe in the city, when he was on an annoyingly mandated week long break, issued by the heads of Real Madrid themselves. It just happened to align with the holiday of your school, and the cafe was a pretty popular spot among the locals. It was crowded, with students and several other adults given the day off. From what Sae remembered, you didn't come with the intention of being with a friend, but rather to spend time alone, it was rather difficult though with how many people were currently in the cafe. So before he knew it, a stranger-albeit a very pretty one-had sat right next to him, drink in hand. You only realized you were sitting next to him after you had actually made yourself uncomfortable. "Oh, lo siento, ¿está bien si me siento aquí? Hay mucha gente aquí…" You seemed to have muttered a quick apology in Spanish, while he had lived here for the past two years, he was ashamed to admit that his fluency in this country's native tongue was rather rusty. He had mainly prioritized learning all the needed terminology for soccer and for any interviews, but he could tell that you were apologizing, and probably asked him if you could sit with him. He tried to muster together a coherent response "Está bien... no me importa...?" He trailed off, unsure if what he said was right, or if you could even understand him with his heavy Japanese accent. Your eyes blinked in surprise, maybe he completely butchered that without knowing. Then your eyes widened in surprise for a moment, almost as if you just pieced together something about him. "Ay dios mio! You're Itoshi Sae! I knew you looked familiar!" You responded, in Japanese this time, almost as if it was second nature to you. "You speak Japanese?" It was more of a statement rather than a question, he sounded impressed, it had been a long time since he's actually been able to converse with someone else in his own language. You nodded, eyes sparkling, still clearly hung up on his identity. "I took some classes online, sorry if I'm hard to understand." You weren't hard to understand at all, sure, it was tinged with a slight accent, but if anything that just added to your charm. "I'm (Y/N), huge fan." You extended your hand to him, a bright smile adorning your already beautiful face. He took your hand and shook it. "Sae." He responded, his usual nonchalant tone fading. "You already know that though..." Was he blushing? You giggled at his sudden bashfulness, your laughter was a sweet melodic sound, it was almost embarrassing of how much it affected him. "You know, I'd thought you'd be a lot colder in person, you're actually really sweet huh?" You laughed once more, and this time, Sae actually cracked a grin.

Sae finished his story to Shidou, his friend had listened intently.

"Aww, so you were whipped from the start?~"

Shidou teased, smirking at him.

"Care to share more? I'd love to learn more

He asked, a slightly playful lilt to his voice.

"If you score another hat trick next time I might just tell you."

Sae responded, his playful tone contrasting his nonchalant demeanor. Shidou smirked, clearly pleased by the offer.

"And will you let me move in?~"

"Maybe."

Sae smiled, gentle and hidden. Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. After all, it would give him an excuse to talk about you once more.

"If you score another hat trick next time I might just tell you."

Shidou smirked, clearly pleased by the offer.

"And will you let me move in?~"

"Maybe."

Sae smiled, gentle and hidden. Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. After all, it would give him an excuse to talk about you once more.

BONUS; TRANSLATIONS (potentially inaccurate)

"Oh, lo siento, ¿está bien si me siento aquí? Hay mucha gente aquí…"

╰┈➤ "Oh, I'm sorry, is it okay if I sit with you? It's super crowded in here..."

"Está bien... no me importa...?"

╰┈➤ "It's okay...I don't mind..?

"Ay dios mio!

╰┈➤ "Oh my God!"

ITOSHI RIN

"Bachira! I swear to God if Rin kills us because of this-"

"Lighten up Isagi! He's not gonna catch us."

It was a miracle that Rin had already agreed to Isagi and Bachira coming over to his place, though it was more because his mom was constantly nagging him about "needing more friends" or "being more social with the rest of the boys from Blue Lock"

Of course Bachira took this as an opportunity to snoop around Rin's room.

"If we find anything too private, we'll just put it right back and pretend we never saw it, simple as that."

Isagi sighed, bemoaning their current actions against their teammate's own personal life.

"You make it sound like Rin of all people would actually have something incriminating to hide."

Bachira shot him an unimpressed look.

"Are we talking about the same Rin? I'm like 90% sure the guy has some kind of criminal record, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a dead body hiding around in here somewhere..."

He continued looking around the room, glancing at crooks and small gaps in-between shelves as if some hidden treasure was stuck in them.

"Bachira you aren't going to find anything-"

Isagi was promptly cut off by Bachira, who in fact, found something.

A photograph taped to the side of Rin's closet, it seemed a little old, and dusty, but it looked well taken care of.

"Rin never striked me as the sentimental type..."

Bachira flipped the photo back and fourth in his hands before actually focusing on what the picture itself was holding.

Of course before he could actually view the photo himself, it was quickly snatched from him.

Rin was back, and he gave Bachira his signature cold glare, that probably translated into "One more wrong move and I'm throwing you off a cliff in your fucking sleep." or some worse same intentioned threat that Rin would probably use.

"What were the two of you doing?"

Rin asked in a condescending, accusing tone, and rightfully so.

"Rin, we're sorry-"

Isagi was about to apologize, but then Bachira fell to the floor, gripped the younger Itoshi's leg and wailed out a far more incoherent apology than his friend.

"I'm sorry Rin-chan! I promise I won't do it again!"

He was wailing at this point, a string of even more whiny apologies coming from him.

Rin shook Bachira off his leg and sighed.

"It's fine..."

He murmured as he trailed off, his attention completely stolen by the photograph he had just took back.

It was a picture of the two of you at the beach, he was around fourteen in this photo, it probably took place during the final months of his last year at middle school. The two of you had gone on a stroll by the ocean earlier before finding a resting spot nearby. You had pulled out a camera out of nowhere and snapped the photo almost without Rin notcing. You were flashing a big smile at the camera, while Rin's face was nuzzled into your neck, clearly camera shy. If you looked closely however, you could spot the blush slowly creeping up his cheeks.

Without noticing, Bachira had gotten a little too close for Rin's comfort. The older boy's head rested on his shoulder as he ogled the picture alongside him.

"Is she your girlfriend or somethin'?"

Rin shoved Bachira off his shoulder, the other boy laughed as he stumbled away.

"Shut up... she's just a friend."

"I dunno, the two of you look awfully cozy in that photo~"

If only you saw the others...

Rin had held on to the photo for longer than he would like to admit, the two of you hadn't talked for a while, especially after graduation.

But now that his annoying lukewarm teammates had decided to scour around his room for no reason, Rin was met with a wave of memories.

All of which were about you.

The most prominent memory he had of you was the day of middle school graduation.

The cherry blossoms were in bloom, and the third years were about to assemble in the auditorium for the farewell ceremony. Several of Rin's classmates were gushing about graduation, and how they would miss each other, some were already planning methods of communication after moving on to high school. Another hot topic of conversation among his classmates (mainly the girls) was the topic of button giving. In Japan, a guy giving the second button of his uniform to a girl on the day of graduation was essentially a love confession, Rin thought that the tradition was rather stupid. For one thing, he had no time for romance when he was trying to become the best in the world, nor did he have any interest in the subject. Or as he would say 'everyone here is way too lukewarm for my tastes' Well, that's what he would have said if he wasn't so preoccupied with you, but here he was, just outside of the auditorium, fidgeting with his uniform trying to get a button off. Normally the girl would have to ask the guy for the button, but Rin was never one for tradition-then again he was already going along with this stupid love confession so there was a first time for everything-and it didn't look like you were going to talk to him anytime soon, you were constantly hanging around with your friends for most of the day, so he never found the right time. So he didn't know what came over him when he dragged you aside in some secluded area of the courtyard, all his courage had been used up in that very moment because of that moment, he had been reduced to a blushing and bashful mess. "What did you need me for RIn?" You asked with curious doe eyes, clearly oblivious to the fact that there was a button missing from his uniform. Rin gave you a blank stare for a few minutes, taking in your appearance. Your hair was adorned with several hair pins, all engraved with special patterns and decorated with pretty charms. You were wearing make up today, not super noticeable, but noticeable enough for it to enhance your natural beauty. "Rin?" You called his name, snapping him out of his thoughts. Oh right, he was supposed to give you the buttton "Can I have your hand for a second..?" He asked bashfully, you extended your hand to his, this time, you were blushing as well. You muttered a quick 'sure' as you avoided eye contact with him. He gently dropped the button into your hands. "I-I wanted you to have this." This time, Rin was looking directly into your eyes, the same cold teal that always seemed to have no light behind them, but this time, they were filled with warmth and sincerity. The two of you stood in silence for a few more moments, before you heard the teachers calling you and the rest of the third years over for the ceremony. As Rin walked into the auditorium with the rest of his classmates, one of his teammates from the soccer team leaned down and whispered something in his ear. "So who's the lucky lady Itoshi?" He turned to his friend, noticing that his button was missing too. Rin simply shrugged, feigning nonchalance and muttered; "Wouldn't you like to know?" That graduation photo captured a very rare smile from him.

Bachira accidentally knocking something over promptly snapped Rin out of his nostalgia.

"Oh my God you're actually smiling in this photo?!"

Bachira waved Rin's middle school grad photo in his face, clearly shocked by the notion that the younger Itoshi could actually feel happiness.

Suddenly, Rin's mother came into his room.

"I know, it's one of the few photos I have of him that actually feature him smiling."

She sighed.

"Anyways, I just made dinner in case you boys are hungry."

Mrs. Itoshi smiled at the boys.

"And maybe you could tell them all about (Y/N) hm?"

Rin's face grew very hot all of a sudden.

God, he was in for it now...

[3cremepie3]

"Upsy daisy"

Sypnopsis - Bachira pushes your body past normal limits taking a unusual role in the bedroom.

Warnings - Smut 18+, Bachira Meguru x fem reader, sub/ Dom dynamics, dirty talk, creampies, unprotected sex, squirting, overstimulation

a/n - This is my intro into the BL community I'm so happy! I love Bachira he's so adorable. I hope you enjoy remember my requests are open!

“If you keep going ill make a mess again.” You warned to no avail. This was you third orgasm and it was around that time your body finally lets itself go. But Bachira continued that infamous tongue that he liked to tease everyone with working your body.

There was nothing you could do but take the attack by his wet muscle. Your whole body tensed at the overstimulation except for your mind which felt empty. You thoughts filled with nothing but pleasure as he flicked your clit over and over.

The pile of spit and your cum was growing larger and larger against the bed sheets. You arched your back letting out a moan you were holding since you first held your breath. Bachira chuckled at your reaction his laugh sounding as sinister as the jokers in your fucked out state.

You soon knew that you would release something other then the sweet cream Bachira loved to lick out of your pulsating hole. You would spray all over his wide grin and he would look like not only the happiest but messiest boy in the world.

He didn't mind the change of aesthetic wanting to bring that affliction of so much pleasure it became impossible for your mind to keep up. “Y/n?? Babycakes you with me.” One of his free hands that wasn't the one squeezing your thighs to keep you grounded waved in your face.

He had to make sure his doll was still in this world so you could orgasm correctly. “Hello fuckface?” He plucked your forehead and stopped his actions. Your hands quickly interlocked with his black and yellow strands twisting so he could never escape.

Even without you verbally saying so he knew you were ready. Your body which used to reject his antics now rolled happily on his tongue. Your lips which used to glisten with drool from your pure stupidity now spewed love filled whispers.

“Love you so much Megu! You feel so good. Fuck yes right there. I don't think i cant take it anymore!” No, don't back away.” And you would shove his face that just wanted to inhale back into your eager heat. Your whines filled the air and if anyone were to walk past your dormitory they would know just what was happening.

Especially when that last nerve snapped in you pushing you to finish. Your trembling thighs smashed his head into your pussy until you felt him tap your thigh for mercy. Bachira felt as though he could stay in this position all day if he chose too. But today was one of those nights when he had to get inside of you.

Sex with Meguru was always fun. You guys stuck to your natural positions of him subbing and you doming. But something was different tonight. “Upsy daisy here we go!” He picked up your limp body so he could hold you in his arms. After so many orgasms you were under the assumption that he would bring you to take a warm bath. But those thoughts were broken as you felt his wide mushroom tip line up with your hungry hole.

“You can't claim you're tired when you're gripping me so nicely. I can see it in your eyes that you still want to go,” he claimed. You swore if you looked in the mirror you would probably see yourself fucked up with eyebags. But he always had a way at spotting hidden things almost as if he saw something different in you entirely.

His assumptions were always correct as you again felt worked up all over again. You looked down to the place where you and Bachira met. Down his abs and V line to the base of his cock which was covered in your slick. As he thrusted forward licking your ear and sending shockwaves through your body the sounds of your wetness filled the room.

Your heavy pants painted his back as you rested your thoughtless head on his shoulder. Each movement of his made your body jolt into his athletic build. Meguru thanked god that he built up all that muscle now he was able to pick up your body as though it was light as a feather. He kissed down your neck trying to distract you from the fact that he was about to nut in you.

All that waiting patiently got to him. “Been letting you feel good this whole time while I had to let my cock sit in my briefs basically drooling for ya’, it's unfair if i dont cum inside,” he pouted. Bachira was a spoiled brat so of course you let him have his way.

He painted your walls white and the fullness and sounds of the plap plap of your mixed fluids caused you to squirt. His cock jack hammering you while doing so allowed you to explode everywhere.

“Haha that's my good girl.” He let out that stupid face of his until it twisted into gentleness. He placed you down on the bed admiring his work. Your clit was still twitching cutely and your hole was fluttering out what he gave you. “”You were so amazing. I knew I could push you harder and harder. How about we see how many times you can cum from my creampies?”

“Looks like you can handle it. Your womb has more room for cum. Come on now, upsy daisy!”

[17020]

# I HEART PUBLIC RELATIONS

in order to your boost your popularity as a lifestyle influencer, your manager decides to partner up with anri teieri and jinpachi ego, for a pr stunt with a man from one of japan's most famous content houses: BLUE LOCK.

the rules are simple: choose a man, post three videos together a week, post an (undisclosed) ad weekly, and interact with each other on social media. ooh! don't forget! the more chemistry between you two, the better.

STARRING . . . yoichi isagi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, rensuke kunigami. fem reader!

CANDIDATE 1 — YOICHI ISAGI

USER: ISAGIYO FOLLOWERS: 893k CATEGORY: LIFESTYLE/FITNESS

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!

the day you met isagi at the house, you immediately clicked. there was something so comforting and inviting about him, you knew the chemistry was going to be natural. seeing as you were both lifestyle influencers, you settled on doing vlogs and 'what i do in a day' videos for both your profiles.

the first tiktok you ever filmed was inside the house, with isagi inviting you over to try out gigi hadid's famous vodka pasta. it was an absolute mess, as the flour spilled everywhere and isagi almost overcooked the pasta. not to mention, he suggested you take some shots of vodka every now and then to keep things fun. people already speculated that isagi had something going on with you since bachira accidentally revealed in his tiktok that "isagi's having a girl over, so we're stuck outside." the fans absolutely adored the two of you cooking, and how after each shot, isagi became more loose, letting out more jokes and feeling confident enough to compliment you on your cooking skills.

the second tiktok was outside in the streets, with you and isagi filming a review of a well-known puppy cafe. it was so adorable to see such a strong man be so delicate with puppies, and you weren't the only one melting over it. fans went absolutely insane, thanking you in the comments as it was your idea to take him there in the first place. the comments were also filled with people pointing out that, in the video, isagi was completely red from all the times you complimented him, calling him cute and adorable. you took pictures for yours and his socials, captioning the post as "puppies weren't the only adorable thing there :)". news outlets caught wind of this interaction, popularizing your 'situationship' even more.

the third tiktok of the week was a gym vlog. isagi was also a fitness influencer, posting gym videos and advice from time to time, so he and you did the trend where you try to lift the weight the other usually does in their routines. safe to say, you struggled with his weights for arms, and he struggled with yours for legs. after filming the tiktok for his account, you decided to stop by a famous cookie shop, buying the weekly menu and trying it in the car. fans loved the way in which you bonded over cookies while sitting inside his car, commenting on the fact that you shared an indirect kiss from biting the same cookie. the fans want you to date already!

(UN)DISCLOSED AD . . . BLOOM!

when isagi and you got reached out to by bloom, you were thinking of how to incorporate it into your content. it wasn't hard, since its greens, and you and isagi had gained a new hobby together: going on walks, so that people could take pictures of you two, laughing, being happy, and looking at each other with lovesick eyes. you settled on filming the preparation of the drinks, then going on a walk focusing on the glass bottles with green liquid in your hands. isagi was nice enough to tag the brand and use a hashtag. he had to rerecord some clips as the first time you tried the drink, you almost spit it out, and so did he. but hey! money is money, right? fans were not amused that you promoted bloom, but they quickly got over it because you're both hot, and make a great couple.

"Can't go on our weekly walks without our @.bloom ! #bloompartner"

THE VIEWS SKYROCKETED! BECAUSE . . .

in every video, isagi just couldn't get his eyes or hands off you. he always had his hand on your arm, your shoulder, holding your hand, or had his arm wrapped around your waist. fans began to make compilations of the times in which isagi truly got lost in your eyes, or was a blushing, stuttering mess. so much for a pr relationship, huh? you both ended up gaining around 20k followers from this stunt, and when isagi hit one million followers, he decided to celebrate for the camera with everyone, and then privately at his parents' house with you, confessing that to him, everything was absolutely real.

CANDIDATE 2 — MEGURU BACHIRA

USER: MEGUUURUUU FOLLOWERS: 579k CATEGORY: DANCE/ENTERTAINMENT

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!

you met bachira at the house and knew he had to teach you how to dance and paint. bachira is a natural when it comes to all forms of art, so when you signed the contract, the first thing he suggested was that you go to his little studio for some dance lessons.

that was the first tiktok you made; bachira teaching you how to dance everything—from tyla's dances to jojo siwa's, you and bachira spent a good few hours dancing and making a few videos for his account, with yours posting the behind the scenes. fans loved how you tripped over bachira's feet once, and how he was eager to help you get every move right. the comments begged for more appearances from you in bachira's account, since the chemistry was off the charts.

the second tiktok was you and him at the house, sitting across from each other in the dining room, a canvas and paint in front of you. you decided to paint a portrait of each other, accompanied by some mocktails. you weren't sure if bachira was pretending to be bad at art or if he genuinely did not inherit his mother's talent (something he shared while painting), but he made you look like someone drew you from memory. you died laughing when he showed you the portrait, and he almost shook the whole house from his laughter when you showed him yours. the comments were filled with love for both of you, showing appreciation for the sweet comments that you threw towards one another while painting (because yes, you posted bits and pieces of the process, catching bachira call you beautiful on camera.)

the third tiktok, you filmed the disco dance in a parking lot, after leaving his studio. the way in which you looked at each other while swaying to the music was enough to have people's whole families in the comments gushing over how cute you looked. people focused on bachira, and how he always seemed to have the biggest smile on his face when you were with him. he posted pictures with you snuggling in his car on his story, captioning them "date with the cutest! :3", driving his fanbase insane (in a good way). he forced you to go a to a drive thru, a rose between his lips as he laid on the hood of his car as you ordered a water and a burger. poor worker, he deserved a raise after that.

(UN)DISCLOSED AD . . . BOSE!

bachira is known to partner up with technology brands as he is constantly dancing, so it was no surprise for him to partner up with bose. they sent him (and you) a pair of their wireless earbuds, which acted as the coolest accessory for him and you as you danced on the streets of tokyo. even better, he also got sent noise cancelling headphones, asking you to put them on and for him to say whatever sentence he felt like, and for you to guess what he said. he spent the entire video telling you how gorgeous you looked, and how he loves you! such a nice sponsorship, in fact, that the paparazzi caught him the next week using airpods. yikes! someone call crisis management.

Don't think she heard me telling her how beautiful she looks @.bose #teambose

THE VIEWS SKYROCKETED! BECAUSE . . .

bachira is a flirt, and the public knows that. what they didn't know, was that his flirtatious ways would absolutely multiply by a thousand when it came to you. even you were shocked, and people commented on your wide eyes and how red you were from bachira's compliments and nicknames for you. the dance videos had you and bachira so close to one another, people genuinely wondered if you guys would share a kiss at one point. bachira granted everyone's wish, sharing a tiktok of his face covered in lipstick stains, pecking your face so that you can match. he got around 20 million views from that video alone, and you both gained around 40k followers. who said this was all pretend? the next week, bachira was already asking you out on a date, no phones allowed, so that he alone can enjoy your presence.

CANDIDATE 3 — HYOMA CHIGIRI

USER: CHIGIRIHYOMA FOLLOWERS: 670k CATEGORY: BEAUTY/HAIRCARE

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!

as soon as you stepped in the house you noticed how chigiri's hair almost blinded people from how shiny it was, so the first thing you bonded over was haircare. you both decided to have the next few tiktoks be centered around beauty, as both of you were interested in get ready with me's.

the first tiktok you recorded was a heatless curl tutorial, with you and chigiri trying out the famous satin curler sets everyone gushed about. your presence on chigiri's account was expected, as the week prior you 'unexpectedly' commented on his video on how he should definitely do your hair. he replied to your comment with his video, with you and him preparing your hair, and then posting a second part where you showed the results. fans were shocked from this video, as they deemed this as a 'i never expected them to collab' type thing, but they didn't complain! they liked how you gushed over chigiri's hair, with him carefully helping you do yours.

the second tiktok was a get ready with me with new, viral products… except chigiri was doing your makeup! from skincare prep to setting spray, chigiri delicately applied new makeup on your face, commenting on the fact that you look incredible with and without it. you and chigiri were honest about everything, what you liked and didn't, and in his words, "mikayla nogueira has nothing on us, so trust when we tell you something's good." the fans went insane over chigiri's commentary, and you even got a response video from her. the beef with her made your accounts more known and had people praising you and chigiri for your honesty. you didn't need ardell wispies to prove a point, because chigiri made the l'oreal telescopic lift look fantastic on you.

the final tiktok was you doing each other's nails. you acted as his nail artist, carefully filing and painting his nails. while you did his nails, you asked him questions, to which he happily answered. the comments died when you asked him if he was single, to which he replied "why? you wanna date me or something?", followed by a lighthearted laugh. you painted his nails a beautiful shade of baby pink, and chigiri thanked you for your hard work. for your account, he did your nails with design, and as determined as he looked, his french tips looked like a french disaster, with your fingers filled with polish, and him scurrying to use acetone to clean you up. good to know that chigiri didn't excel at something for once!

(UN)DISCLOSED AD . . . DYSON!

he brought you into his bathroom to film his hair routine with you, and once you stepped out of his shower, the styling tutorial began. he had been given the dyson airwrap, and he used you as his human model to try out a blowout. he sectioned your hair and dried it, leaving you with the softest, shiniest blowout of your life. you tried drying his hair, and certain parts had to be cut out since you accidentally had the dryer too close to his scalp, with him cursing from the shock. the fans knew that a sponsorship from dyson was bound to happen, and they were so happy that it did. they thought you were the prettiest model, and your video had so many views that dyson actually reposted your video on their other social medias.

Gifted by Dyson, thank you so much. You made me and Yn's hair look absolutely fantastic. @.dyson #dysonpartner

THE VIEWS SKYROCKETED! BECAUSE . . .

chigiri was extremely attentive to detail and was very delicate when it came to you, and that excited fans. never in their lives had they seen chigiri so concentrated on someone else, and that meant that you were special. you became such an iconic duo in the beauty industry that you and him began to be invited to launch parties and events, going together as a couple. fans were totally in love with your vibes, as you both looked like models straight out of the runway. chigiri was attached to you after the stunt, unable to get you off his mind. after gaining more than 30k followers, chigiri asked you to sleep over at the house, having a nice, romantic movie night with face masks.

CANDIDATE 4 — RENSUKE KUNIGAMI

USER: KUNIGAMIREN FOLLOWERS: 740k CATEGORY: FITNESS

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!

the first time you saw kunigami you knew you fucked up because this is a gymrat. his tiktok was filled with gym videos, routines, protein smoothies tutorials, and more. you prayed to every god and deity out there to help you out. luckily for you, kunigami was open to adapt to your lifestyle content, which would open doors for him, essentially finding a new audience.

the first tiktok you recorded was a staged first meeting. you recorded yourself at the gym doing lateral pulldowns, only to be approached by a big, muscular ginger. he asked if he could help you correct your form, to which you agreed. giggles were exchanged, and people could feel the tension through the screen. the comments went crazy telling you that yes, that was the rensuke kunigami, and you need to see him again. on kunigami's tiktok, you made a cameo as he filmed his workout vlog, showing bits and pieces of you as he explained how he stopped his pull ups to help you out. the fans begged him to return to the gym to find you again, because according to them, you were definitely worth meeting.

the second tiktok was both of you trying out the rock's leg day routine. to say both of you were absolutely dead was an understatement, with both of you sweating like crazy and then stopping by some store to try out some smoothies. you were dead tired, and kunigami offered to give you a piggyback ride to the smoothie place. after trying to deny, he insisted that he could carry two of you at once, sweeping you off your feet and carrying you bridal style instead. that made for some cute pictures from fans who were on the scene, which later went viral on social media. he took a picture of you with your smoothie, posting it to his story with the caption "look who i found". safe to say that his fans went crazy.

the last tiktok was something nobody saw coming, as you signed both you and kunigami up for zumba lessons. after the experience of the rock's workout (which was unsurprisingly suggested by kunigami), he then suggested you both do something more to your liking. then, you proceeded to not tell him what you signed him up for until he arrived at the gym, with you dragging his ass to a zumba lesson. he was so stiff at first, but quickly got the hang of it. he seemed to have caught the attention of the women in there, with them swarming him with comments about them having daughters around his age. he denied, saying that he already has someone he can dance with, turning to you with a smile. of course, you got that all on video, posting it on both your accounts. even youtube channels covered this fiasco, with you and kunigami reigning on the youtube thumbnails. "RENSUKE KUNIGAMI DATING YN LN CONFIRMED? *not clickbait*"

(UN)DISCLOSED AD . . . ALO!

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#AD | Thank you to @.aloyoga for flying us out to try the Power Class at the Alo Sanctuary. Truly enjoyed my time sweating with @.yn #alopartner

THE VIEWS SKYROCKETED! BECAUSE . . .

because there was so much tension between the two of you it was actually insane. people were commenting on the fact that you and kunigami were basically eye-fucking each other in every video because of how into each other you were. and it was true, kunigami couldn't stop staring at you, and you couldn't keep your eyes off him. the way in which kunigami helped you work out in your tiktoks made him known as husband material, which you agreed with. after the stunt, both of you gained around 40k followers, and to celebrate, kunigami offered to take you out to dinner, as well as a whole week doing things you like. you had to accommodate to his content for a pr stunt, so he stood outside of your door with a bouquet in hand, ready to spoil you.

tags: @kaiser1ns @o-sachi @kaiser-impact @empress-ruby @meowkages @plsmarrymehioriyo @vayahatesu @karasuglazer @megutime @celestair

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bllk characters and what you think would be their type or what they find attractive in a girl?🙈💗💌

i mean... 🤔 do u want the truthful answer or do u want the ideal answer? cus i don't think any of the bllk boys (maybe with the exception of otoya and aiku) would have a type, much less let it be limited to a girl. but assuming they actually have a life outside of football, here are some traits they would find attractive in a person:

isagi would like someone he can see as a role model. throughout his life, he often finds figures that inspire him (eg. noel noa, ego, even rin if you squint hard enough). he doesn't idolize them, but he does find a way to incorporate their strengths into his playing style and actions. if you have a character trait he highly values, he will like you, and it's generally pretty easy to get him to like you. (unless of course, you're a massive dick like kaiser.)

i find that he gets along best with kurona and hiori. this is because (1) they can read his intentions well, and (2) they are quiet and level-headed. obviously, this would also apply to the romantic side of his life. isagi admires people who are similar to him but still have their own quirks and idiosyncrasies. for example, you subtly support him from behind the scenes and bring him snacks after practice and pack his bento every morning. he appreciates small gestures of kindness.

isagi is also someone very hot-headed as evidenced by his potty mouth. he likes someone who can match his energy and passion but is still calm enough to prevent him from doing anything rash. i picture him running up to you after a game, and the adrenaline causes him to pick you up from out of the stands and twirl you around in his arms.

canonically, isagi is unpopular with girls. he literally returned from valentine's day empty-handed. he tries to be nice most times, but truthfully, nothing except football really interests him. so if you can skip the small talk and start drafting football plays with him, i think he would be attracted to you. like very attracted.

unrelated but he likes someone with a pretty laugh.

bachira needs someone motherly. i feel like he never really got to be a child because everyone around him was constantly putting him down for being the "weird" kid. that's why his current personality is undeniably childish at times. it's the only way he can express the inner child he had before he grew up too fast. i think he'd like people who take care of him in a parental manner, whether that's scolding him for doing something stupid, wiping his chin cus he's a messy eater, or teaching him english every day.

i feel bachira is one of the most extroverted characters in blue lock. he genuinely thrives off his interactions with others. and for that reason, i think he'd be attracted to introverts because they differ so greatly from him. (he'd probably adopt them too.)

bachira has the most creative insults, and that's partially why he gets along so well with isagi. he's not afraid to get out of his comfort zone, nor is he afraid of pushing others to do the same. if this boy can hallucinate whole monsters, he can sure as hell rip his opponents into pieces. i feel like he'd have such a stark duality around you. he'd be beating the crap out of the other team, but the moment he sees you, he's all sunshine and rainbows and bounding over to ask you about your day and overshare about his.

ADHD. that's it. that's the quote. if you're hyperactive, then he's hyperactive, and you'll both be rocking the same boat. most people would assume he needs a grounding presence in his life, but i think post u-20 arc bachira is actually mature enough to process his own issues. now he just needs someone to let loose and have a little fun with.

rin needs a therapist. end of story. this boy is a whole case study. i don't think he's even mentally stable enough to have a romantic relationship. but if he were to date someone, i'd imagine that person is somewhat similar to isagi (and no, this is not a ship.)

isagi has something rin definitively lacks, and that is his strong, dynamic sense of self. when rin fails, he takes it heart. all solutions are linear and logical to him. if he missed a goal, it was because he didn't train hard enough. if he couldn't beat sae, it was because he just wasn't good enough.

but isagi completely changes his mindset every time he loses. (there's a reason why he's surrounded by puzzle pieces all the time.) analyzing is second nature to him. every failure is a catalyst for self-improvement, and he constantly breaks himself down in order to adapt and rebuild. rin needs someone like that in his life, someone who can teach him to be unafraid of change and embrace it instead.

rin also isn't immune to external influences. obviously, he is still learning to play football for himself. looking at the pxg version of him, he has had a significant change in mindset, but he still hasn't completely separated himself from this idea of "beating" someone in order to get to the top. according to his logic, if he surpasses both sae and isagi, he will finally be content. but the truth is, he won't be anywhere near content because his ego still isn't entirely his own. i think he would admire someone who refuses to let themselves be defined by others.

rin would also like someone who is patient because he clearly isn't. (boy was about to have a whole brain aneurysm when bachira threw that paper airplane at him.) honestly, you need to be both gentle and persistent with him. he hates it when people come on too strong, but he also finds his walls slowly crumbling when someone repeatedly goes out of their way to show that they care.

rin has a high level of emotional intelligence, as evidenced by sae's comments about his intuition. however, he can only work out a person's thought process about halfway before he starts to feel lost himself. for example, he can understand that sae dislikes losing, but he doesn't understand that it's innately tied to sae's self-worth and expectations as the eldest child/genius prodigy/role model. if he's going to romantically date anyone, then they need to be extremely skilled in the art of communication. otherwise, rin is going to easily misinterpret things.

finally, i think he'd like someone who knows how to comfort him. rin overthinks. like a lot. the cogs in his brain are constantly whirring. you need to lay him down on your lap and run your fingers through his hair and tell him that everything's going to be alright. (and it is going to be alright, because you're about to move both heaven and earth for him to make it stay that way.)

kaiser has no set type, but if he did, it would also be isagi (i'm sorry but yoichi is our harem princess for a reason.) kaiser oscillates between this superiority and inferiority complex. he even admits he was weak-hearted once.

any and all attraction is heightened for him because he gets obsessed easily. (like did you see his massive desktop displays of isagi? tell me that does not scream high-key yandere shit to you.)

however, more so than people, kaiser is fixated on ideals. he literally got a cheesy blue rose tattoo to remind himself that nothing is impossible, and he stands naked in front of his mirror every morning repeating the motto: "this is me." the self-esteem issues are glaringly obvious.

now, rather than completely shatter his entire worldview like isagi did, you need to be the one to gently (and i stress, gently) remind him that sometimes ideals aren't everything. kaiser is unpredictable, but the one thing that stays constant about him is the many masks he hides behind. everything is a role to him, and he takes center stage. but you need to convince him that none of this really matters. he doesn't need to bedazzle himself in tattoos and dye his hair and sport a mullet-rattail hybrid to be worthy of attention. sometimes his ugly bed head and dark circles are precisely the reason you love him.

second of all, you need to set firm boundaries (otherwise you'll end up like ness.) kaiser wants someone with a backbone, and he does not turn a blind eye to raw potential. victory is his end goal, and if you can bring him one step closer to that, he will stick to you. the only issue here is that you need to make sure he does not use you. and believe me, he will try. but if you draw a strong line between you two and stand your ground, he will start to see you in a new light. it can go both ways (love or hate), but either way you are someone important in his eyes.

lastly, i think he wants someone with a sense of humor. he's naturally cocky, and he needs someone to match his wit. ness already does that, but he doesn't give kaiser enough challenge. in my mind, i imagine kaiser trying to impress you with his german, but you give him a good run for his money when you already know how to speak it. things like that. he thinks it's hot when you can stand up to his level. but at the end of the day, your loyalty still lies with him, and you're not above/below him but rather the one standing beside him.

barou doesn't have a type. he is the type. you're lucky to have him.

otoya likes cute girls, even better when they have the standard fringe/bob cut look. he also lives for the height difference. teasing short girls by patting their heads is his signature move. he also likes it when girls wear lipgloss, like a sparkly candy pink shade, maybe even a spritz of perfume. he's also type to make fun of the little chubby pooch you get when you eat too much. he thinks it's adorable. personality-wise, it doesn't matter. he's going to cheat anyways. jk but on a more serious note, the person he's likely going to stay with forever is someone who can forgive his weaknesses and actually make the effort to understand him. instead of writing him off as an immature two-timer, he'd appreciate people who can actually hear him out. obviously, it doesn't excuse any of his actions, but it lets him know that you do indeed care.

aiku says he likes anyone who looks easy to break up with, but it's actually the opposite. he tends to go for older women who end up slapping him in the face. he's a womanizer, but he actually has a significant amount of character depth. generally, he's someone who goes with the flow, and nothing really upsets him. but to actually get to know him and his insecurities, you'd have to be someone really important to him. i think aiku is the type to be a serial dater before he finds someone he'll actually stick to. he's afraid of commitment, and it's for good reason. the authority figures in his life have failed him enough times to be considered unreliable. please be kind to him because the childhood trauma was not. i smell lots of emotional baggage here.

nagi likes the flame type because it has few weaknesses and helped him clear three levels in digimon. oh wait, you mean his ideal type? yeah, he does not know what that is, and he's too lazy to think of one. currently he's in the middle of fighting a custody battle for choki, and he's losing to a certain purple-haired freak. please come back later.

reo likes wine aunties lol. it's canon that he prefers older women, but i think it's just because they tend to know what they want. he likes people who have a set goal and are constantly working towards it. he himself diverts all his time and resources into football once he discovers that it is his calling.

i think he's the type to be extremely popular but not actually have any deep, long-lasting connections with any of his friends. he knows a lot of people, but he doesn't know them well. that's also why he gets so attached to nagi because nagi is the first person to really know him. in a way, i think that'd translate over to the people he loves as well. he likes people who don't beat around the bush. if they like him for who he is, they'll say it outright. he doesn't need to do any digging or engage in any form of the pretentious formalities he despises.

reo is rich, which is both a blessing and a curse. on one hand, he's all set for life, but on the other hand, it unfortunately makes many of his relationships conditional. he said it himself that people are often drawn to him because of his money. so i think he'd also like someone who isn't materialistic. he values honesty and genuine connection above all, so if you're ready to give him love regardless of his status, he'd sincerely love you too.

chigiri likes tomboys or any person with masculine characteristics. he's constantly getting mistaken for a girl at blue lock, so i think it'd just be funny to pair him up with someone who also shares the same androgynous plight. you two would bond over breaking gender norms.

he's a capricorn, and even if astrology is a pseudoscience, i still feel like the archetype fits him well. he refuses to let other people see him cry. he values his family a lot. he tends to be moody and intense at times. not to mention he is very goal-driven (excuse the pun.) based on that, i think he'd want someone calm and understanding. it's not that he needs someone else to work out his own problems for him. it's more so that he needs someone to remind him that he's still human sometimes. i feel like after his injury, he was sort of in this survival mode, constantly trying to prove himself and get back to the level he used to be at. but you need to remind him that he can relax once in a while. it's perfectly alright if he isn't as good as he used to be right now. progress comes at a different pace for everyone.

furthermore, chigiri tends to project a serious image most of the time, so i think it'd be nice if someone reminds him that he does have indeed an odd sense humor and his fair share of stupid moments, and that's totally okay too.

shidou likes anyone who doesn't like him, but this has to be done the right way. within blue lock, he's already sort of this outcast because no one understands his playing style (except maybe sae.) you need to show him that you value his eccentricities while also keeping him at an arm's length. he loves a challenge.

since he's someone unafraid to express himself, he likes to see that in another person. whether it's in your fashion sense, way of talking, body language, etc., he loves it when you act unapologetically yourself.

shidou is quite literally a dog kept on a leash, so you need to tug on that leash from time to time. he loves it when people attempt to tell him off and call him out for his bullshit. inhibition is a foreign concept to him, so he feels entertained when others try to teach it to him. he also thinks it's immensely sexy when you're angry at him. lord knows he is definitely going to slip that in mid-argument just so you can yell at him some more.

sae wouldn't even believe in the concept of a "type" in general because he thinks it's stupid to categorize people based on an ideal and fixed set of characteristics. (that's pretty rich coming from a guy who calls people who don't meet his standards lukewarm but we're just gonna ignore his hypocrisy.) either way, he has a non-traditional view of love and attraction.

i do think he likes people who are solid and reliable, and they can continuously yield quality results. he would also want someone who is as ambitious as him because i don't think he can realistically get along with someone who has no dreams or aspirations. it just doesn't fit well with his driven personality.

people who are empathetic and emotionally intuitive intrigue him since that's something he lacks. personally, i think he'd like someone who is mature (doesn't matter if they're older or younger.) if you can teach him something useful, he find you worthy of his time. and if you can read his feelings without him even telling you, he would consider you someone special.

sae needs someone who holds similar ideals to him but doesn't follow him blindly. (notice how he hated it when rin blindly relied on his assists when they were children.) he want someone who is independent because he is also highly independent. however, the difference is that they also actively make room in their life for other people, and that is something sae doesn't know how to do.

there's a point of growth somewhere in your relationship where you call out his mistakes and set him on the right path. sae struggles a lot with his definition of victory, and he finds it difficult to curb his greed. his ego is what sets him apart from everyone else, so failure is not an option in his books. unfortunately, this is also why he loses some of his original spark/motivation. you need to be someone who can tell him that failure is not a weakness, and sometimes the journey matters more than the ending.

also this poor boy needs someone to teach him social cues because i don’t really think he knows how to read the room. he’d probably unintentionally insult a chairman or investor, and you’ll be trailing after him with a sheepish smile as you bow and apologize for him. (i feel bad for his manager.)

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hii! can you do a "headcanon" about blue lock characters with a user who is coming out of an ed (eating disorder) it doesn't matter if you don't feel comfortable with the request, I could understand:)

Eating disorder + bllk boys

featuring : isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, rin itoshi, nagi seishiro

author’s note: hii, sorry that it took some times to answer your rq. i don’t feel uncomfortable with the subject, on the contrary, i loved writing it and imagining how sweet they would be. i hope the characters i chose are good and if not you can ask for more,and that i didn't do mistakes on the subject. ofc enjoy!!

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Y.ISAGI

★ isagi would be super patient and understanding about your recovery. he'll make sure you eat regular, healthy meals and won't pressure you.

★ he'll encourage you to take it slow and not push yourself too hard. isagi just wants you to feel comfortable and safe.

★ when you have a bad day, he'll distract you by taking you on little adventures around town. anything to get your mind off things.

★ isagi will always be there to listen if you need to vent. he'll hold your hand and offer a shoulder to lean on.

★ slowly but surely, his gentle care and support will help you regain your confidence. isagi will be your biggest cheerleader.

M.BACHIRA

★ bachira will be an endless source of positivity and encouragement during your recovery. he's super energetic and upbeat.

★ he'll come up with all kinds of fun, creative activities for the two of you to do together - painting, dancing, even juggling.

★ bachira will never let you feel self-conscious. he’ll make you laugh and smile, reminding you of your own inner beauty.

★ when you're having a tough day, he'll distract you with silly jokes and games. bachira just wants to see you happy.

★ over time, his infectious enthusiasm will help you rediscover your own zest for life. you’ll feel reborn alongside him.

R.ITOSHI

★ rin will be surprisingly attentive and caring, despite his usual cold demeanor.

★ he'll make sure you eat proper, nutritious meals and won't let you skip a single one. rin is strict but for your own good.

★ when you're struggling, rin will gently encourage you to open up. he'll listen without judgment and offer thoughtful advice.

★ rin may not be the most affectionate guy, but he'll find little ways to show he cares - a gentle touch, a lingering gaze, small gestures.

★ slowly, his quiet support and belief in you will help you regain your self-confidence. rin will be your unwavering rock.

S.NAGI

★ nagi will be incredibly considerate and accommodating during your recovery process.

★ he'll make sure your favorite healthy snacks are always stocked and ready for you. nagi pays close attention to your needs.

★ if you're having a bad day, Nagi will drop everything to be by your side. he’ll distract you with silly stories and wordplay.

★ nagi will never pressure you to do more than you're comfortable with. he'll match your pace and make you feel safe.

★ over time, his unwavering kindness and patience will help you learn to truly love and accept yourself again. nagi will be your steadfast companion.

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LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE ─

─ WITH RIN ITOSHI !!

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Coffee jelly? Already have it! Where are you heading right now? To your home! With Rin! About to watch a movie.. what kind? Horror! Sounds.. fun!

━ 4:30 PM

"Welcome home!- oh.." Reo greeted you, until his eyes landed on the tall figure besides you.

"He's over for our project." You stated, taking off your shoes as Rin idly stared at you from behind.

Seishiro walked up behind Reo, candy in his mouth from you. He stared at the boy, then at Reo.

"Do you want the living room?" Seishiro asked you.

Your face lit up at his surprising request.

"Really?" You asked.

He nodded. But..

"Only if we joined." Reo clarified.

Your face dropped. You stared at the boy for a bit, trying to figure out what's up with him. Maybe you should check that one group chat with the boy, you haven't opened it ever since you were placed in it, but there seems to be a bunch if activity happening there.

You sighed, and turned to Rin.

"Are you okay with being in my room again? Reo's being weird.." You muttered.

Rin stared at you, pondering on your words. He had no problems from the start with it, but just the thought of you thinking about him caused a weird feeling in his core. Your words replayed in his mind, Reo.. what's his problem?

"I don't mind it." He simply said.

"HEY? I'M RIGHT HERE?" Reo shouted, but you ignored.

You turned around and made your way towards your bedroom with Rin closely behind.

Reo was taken back, you.. IGNORED HIM? That's a first.. Actually it isn't.

He turned to the boy behind him, disbelief on his face. Yet Seishiro didn't seem to match his expression.

"Did you see that?" Reo asked the boy. He nodded, of course.

"CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?"

"Yes I can."

"You're on my side Seishiro."

"Oh."

Step step, slowly but surely, you both made it to your room. Your hand hovered over the knob, gently grabbing onto it and soon enough you both were greeted with the same room that started this.

You turned around to face the male behind you and found out that he had already beaten you to it, startling you a bit. Forgetting what just happened, you stepped aside, inviting him in.

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"You can get comfy while I set up the movie.." You mumbled, taking off your bag and making your way to do as you said.

Rin stared at you for a bit, watching your every move, but he stopped himself, removed his bag, and made himself a space on your bed.

For some reason, Rin has a small feeling in his chest this time around inside your room. He stared at your bag for a bit, then started taking out the coffee jelly you bought, along with the candy given to you.

Your eyes caught onto his actions and then asked..

"Do you want more snacks?"

"Huh?" He let out.

You stared at the sweets on the bed and then continued.

"I'll get us more snacks, not candy.. and something to drink. I'll be right back. You can find the movie for us." And without another word, you left.

He stared at the door, surrounded by the silence. His eyes shifted to the screen in front of him. Find the movie for us.

His hand reached out for the remote on your bed, grabbed it, and did just that.

Soon, The Shining was displayed on the screen and a small smile was formed on his face.

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"What are you doing down here?" Reo mumbled, staring at your hasted movements.

"I'm here for snacks." You answered, grabbing a bag of popcorn.

"That's the last bag!" He exclaimed, following behind you.

"Too bad.." You simply replied, placing it in the microwave. He sighed behind you, watching as you walked to get a bowl and two cups.

"Is it a date up there.." He muttered, but you heard, stopping in your tracks. His eyebrow raised at your sudden reaction then a smirk was formed.

"How WAS the date? Y'know, the one at the candy shop?" He suddenly asked.

Your head whipped in his direction, offering him a glare.

"It wasn't a date.. and don't stick your nose here." You spat out, catching him off guard.

"YOUNG LADY?"

Ping!

"Oh, it's done! I must go now, bye!" You exclaimed, taking the popcorn out and placing it into the bowl, and reached out for the cups, until a hand blocked you.

"You're rather bold here, inviting a boy over, and now attitude?" He muttered, STILL WITH THE SMIRK.

He's teasing you..

You glared at him, a small pout formed and instead, made your way toward the fridge and grabbed a few of your favorite drinks.

Reo caught on and grabbed the popcorn, that is.. until you stepped on his feet, taking it instead and making your escape.

You regret this already..

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"I'm back.." You muttered walking up to the bed and dunked the snacks on it.

Your eyes made it onto the screen and saw that the movie was already on and waiting.

You turned back to the bed and climbed onto it, sitting next to RIn, but not too close. You let out a sigh, horrors aren't your thing, you never ever in your life sat through and watched a whole movie, but for Rin, you might as well.. If it's his favorite.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Mhm.."

The movie started, the dark room was then brightened and the silence was filled with sound. How will this movie go?

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There was no talking between you both, sound only came from the movie. The more you watched the movie, the more you noticed that there weren't any jumpscares.. yet the psychological side played its part in scaring you.

You were scared that the darkness might eat you up.. Just look away from the screen..

Your eyes shifted from the screen and the bowl of popcorn you have yet to touch, too scared to stretch your hand out into the darkness.. What about Rin? You sneaked a peek at his face and gasped. He looked so entertained.

For the first time, you noticed a small sparkle in his eyes. You turned back to face the screen, watching the movie with a weak expression.

Rin reached out for the popcorn, breaking your focus from the movie and into the darkness of the room.

Being in the dark was actually your favorite, but why now is it so scary? Thoughts entered, what if there's something there? What if..

Knock!

The random knock caught you off guard, letting out a small scream, and shifted closely to Rin. It knocked Rin right out of the movie, focusing on the sound instead.

He stared at your frame, noticing how close you are now. He then eyed the snacks on the bed, it was barely touched by you.

"The sound was probably from your roommates." He clarified.

"Probably.." You muttered, still staring at the door.

Rin noticed and figured out the problem, you're scared. No shit.. dipshit..

He sighed, feeling a bit dumb for not noticing earlier. He took your blanket from behind and placed it over yours and his shoulders. It broke you out of your fright and faced him.

He grabbed some candy and placed it in your hand.

"The movie isn't real, no need to be scared.." He muttered. "You can stay closer if it makes you comfortable."

The racing heart in your chest slowed down a bit, did your crush openly invite you to stay close to him? Yes. But what was on your mind was him looking out for you.

You gently grabbed onto the blanket that was placed over your shoulder and pulled it closer to you, moving slightly towards the boy. Once he noticed that you were comfortable, he played the movie again.

Slowly, it became enjoyable. That psychological part that scared you became the main reason why.

Soon the movie came to an end.

"Wasn't that mean?" Seishiro asked the giggling boy.

"Yes.. but she deserved it." Reo choked out from his laughing fit.

As soon as he knocked on the door and the scream was heard he ran away in a fit. Silly him!

They made their way inside the living room after the dumb prank, they decided to laze around.

That is until after a large amount of minutes passed by, footsteps were heard behind the boy and a small tug on his bun brought him back to reality.

"It was you.. wasn't it?" You muttered.

He let out a huff and turned back around.

"I have no clue what you're talking about." He replied.

You rolled your eyes and turned back to Rin, who was making his way towards the front door with his belongings.

Slowly, you walked up behind him and followed him out of the door.

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"I kinda liked that movie." You started.

"Really?" He asked out loud.

You nodded.

You leaned back on the door, a small smile on your face as you stared at the boy.

"What do you wanna do tomorrow?" You asked him.

He looked away, scratching his head in thought.

"I have practice tomorrow.. but if you want to, you can wait for me."

Ooh.. The smoothness of his voice and the simple words made your heart race just a bit. Will he notice the small blush on your face?

"I will wait, in our classroom."

"Okay well.. until tomorrow."

"Bye."

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Back in your bed, you stared into the darkness, this time with music playing in the background.

Then, a notification caught you off guard. You stared at your phone and turned it on.

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rin - 7:30 P.M.

dont let the darkness take you

rin - 7:30 P.M.

i still need you after all

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"WHAT?"

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As Rin turned off his phone, he rethought his messages, it was to cheer you up. The last one was a joke, signifying that he can't lose you since you're his project partner.

Wow Y/N, calm down!

DAY 3

-REST DAY

━ 6:00 AM

Currently, you're at your desk, in school. Doing what?

"Are you.. actually napping IN CLASS?!" Your loud friend blurted out..

You WERE napping.. not anymore.

You arrived at school earlier than usual so like a habit, you rested your head and entered the sleepland. Your original thought was to venture the school and maybe find some of your new friends from the team, but you thought that sleeping was better.

Now, you were glaring at your friend who only gives you a bright smile.

"Rise and shine!" He exclaimed, placing his bag on his desk then made his way onto your desk as his personal seat.

Yoichi on the other hand stayed in his seat, just turned around to witness his friends' interactions. You yawned, deciding to rise from your desk since you had no other choice unless you wanted to be crushed by Meguru..

"What did you do yesterday? Reo messaged in the group chat last night." Yoichi asked.

That reminded you..

"DID YOU GUYS REALLY HAVE A WHOLE INVESTIGATION IN A GROUP CHAT WITH ME IN IT?" You kinda.. yelled, surprising your classmates. "Oops.." You muttered.

They stared back at you, then each other.. then it clicked!

"OH THAT! Don't worry about that.. actually, pretend you didn't see it! You're all good!" Meguru said, patting your head with a bright smile.

Your eyebrow rose, glaring at him, and removed his hand.

"Yeah, whatever.. We all know I like him now, so we don't need to analyze my every move." You muttered, resting your head in his lap.

The duo stared at your head, then at each other.

"Sorry.. we won't do it, but you can come by us if you need help." Yoichi clarified for you with Meguru backing up his words with a nod.

You looked up at your friends with a small smile and returned his words with a small hum, closing your eyes and deciding to sleep away until it was class time.

━ 12:00 PM

Lunchtime! The students began to scatter, meeting up with friends or simply leaving the classroom to enjoy their lunch.

You stretched the laziness away, staring blankly into the distance, or rather Yoichi's head. He got up with Meguru and they said goodbye to you, leaving to meet up with their own friends. You turned into the direction of the football field, wondering if you should go converse with the others or stay inside.

"Are you going to have lunch up here?" A voice muttered. You turned around and saw Rin looming over you, causing your neck to crane a bit up.

You nodded at his words, with a bit of hesitation. He took Yoichi's chair and turned it around, seating himself across you.

He took out his lunch, placed it on your desk, and took out his phone along with his earphones. You stared at his every movement, wondering what he was trying to do.

He connected the earphones into his phone and placed one bud in his ear, giving you the other side along with his phone.

"If it's okay, play your favorite song.. since we have to learn more about each other.." He mumbled.

A small gasp left your throat. The last part of his words, it sounded like an excuse to cover up that he really wanted to learn more about you. You blinked away your sleepiness, taking the phone and bud from his hands with a slight graze of his own and did as he did, placing the bud in your ear and typed up your favorite song.

Sugar Boo by Serani Poji.

A small blush appeared on your face as the song started playing and you heard a small chuckle from Rin.

"What's so funny.." You muttered, digging for your lunch and a few sweets.

"I just find it a bit funny that your favorite song is about sweets, I think it suits you."

His words caused you to freeze mid-action, staring at his face as he quietly ate his meal and listened to the song. The blush didn't disappear, it became stronger.

He's trying to kill you here.. Is he really the same person that Yoichi and Meguru called scary? He doesn't seem so.

"..Can you play your favorite song? Please? Not because of the project.. I just want to hear it." You confessed.

He stopped chewing for a bit and looked at your figure as you ate your life away, hiding the flustered emotion you have right now.

"Sure, I don't mind."

Then Prayer X by King Gnu started playing.

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"This song kinda suits you, not in a bad way."

"Thanks."

"Our favorite songs are really different.."

"It is.. just like us."

"Mhm.. Can I listen to it more often?" You asked him.

"Of course, I will do the same." He replied.

"Okay.."

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"Y/N, YOU'RE HERE!" Meguru exclaimed, ignoring the tall male behind you.

Everyone turned their head in the direction and started swaming you. A small smile was formed as you greeted everyone.

Your eyes landed on a certain someone who stood out clear as day.

"HYOMA!" You exclaimed, not seeing your close friend in so long did something to your body and you ran up to him.

Hyoma on the other hand just had a small smile on his face, witnessing your incoming frame tackling him in a hug.

"What about us?" Otoya muttered.

You turned to face him and the others and gave them a group hug as well.

"Have you baked anything new?" Karasu asked, walking up to Otoya.

"Nuh uh, I have a project to focus on." You said. He nodded at your words.

"What's the project about?" Yukimiya asked.

You don't really talk to him, but you always greet each other in the hallways.

"I'm partnered up with someone and we have to learn about each other, or something so I forgot." You mumbled.

"And who's this lucky partner of yours?" Aryu gracefully asked.

You stared at the back and locked eyes with him for a bit, then turned back to face the others.

"It's a secret." You simply said.

"WHY?" Otoya asked

"Why not!"

"Unfair.. Lucky bastard.." He muttered.

Lucky indeed, Rin stared at his teammate and took in his reaction. For some reason, he wanted to open up and show off that the lucky bastard is right here.

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━ 3:00 PM

School's over, students run out as if it's the last day on earth and for some reason, a friend of yours who joins that crowd is right here staring at you.

"Aren't you going home?" Meguru asked, causing Yoichi to face you both, bookbag already on his shoulder.

"I'm staying back for a while, don't you guys have practice? Go on.." You told your friends.

"Does Reo and Nagi know?" Yoichi asked.

You nodded.

"Okay, well see you tomorrow. Meguru let's go." Yoichi said, dragging Meguru with him.

Finally, you were left alone in the classroom. You thought of sleeping until Rin is finished with practice but you decided to roam the school a bit, maybe collect some treats on the way.

So with that thought, you got up from your seat and left the classroom to collect some treats.

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On your way, with every moment you got, you stole a peek at the boys practicing and a thought came to mind, a silly one. Old habits never leave.

So with a trip back to your class and a small sneak to the benches, you left Rin an old gift.

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‟ Remember to drink your water when you're practicing hard.

╶L/N. ฅ^._.^ฅ „

Rin stared at the note and looked around.

"When did she come down?" He asked himself yet smiled at your gesture.

"Are you coming Rin?" Yoichi asked the boy.

With silence as a response, the boy drank your gift and walked back into the field, Yoichi following behind.

Time was going by with haste and soon, practice would be over. For the first time in his life, Rin looked forward to when this practice session is over.

A few more rounds went by and..

"FINALLY, I wanna go home," Muguru exclaimed as he collected his items.

"Same.." Sei mumbled as Reo collected his items.

Everyone said goodbye as they left the field and the school, leaving Rin alone. He sighed as he got his items and decided to freshen up in the lockers then meet up with you. He rubbed his eyes, today was a long day and all he wanted to do was sleep right now but he fought it just for you.

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The sound of the door took you out of your show on your phone and you looked at the boy who scanned the classroom for you.

"I'm here." You spoke up, causing him to look in the direction of his seat.

His footsteps sounded heavy as he made his way towards you, pulled a chair and sat, resting his head on the table.

Not a sound was left from him.

"Are you okay?" You asked him.

"Yeah.. I'm just sleepy that's all." He muttered.

You hummed at his words and stood up, causing him to look up at you. You took his bag from his shoulder and sat back down, resting it on your lap.

Your hands moved on their own as they made their way to the top of his head and gently guided him back onto the table.

"Then you can nap, I'll wake you up when it's time to go." You told him.

He stared at you for a bit, eyes widened then he relaxed a bit.

"Okay.. what about the project?" He asked.

"We can do it later. Please, sleep."

"I will." He softly said, closing his eyes as you gently stroked his head, lulling him further to sleep.

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━ 7:00 PM

Here you are, staring at your ceiling, again. Until the sound of your phone went off. It was Rin.

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rin - 7:100 P.M.

can we talk? not related to the project btw I just wanna talk

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"WHAT?"

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"CAN YOU SHUT UP?" Reo rudely shouted from the living room.

DAY 4

-RIN'S HOUSE

━ 5:00 PM

Sadly, you couldn't bring Rin over again because Reo has some of the team over and you kinda hid the fact about Rin to them.. So you asked to come over!

So here you are at his house, knocking on his door.

You stood there for a while waiting for an answer and were greeted with..

"You.." You muttered, sending daggers at the male in front of you.

"Why are you here?" Sae asked with a bored expression.

"School project, where's Rin?" You asked.

"He's not home as yet, come in I guess." He muttered, moving aside to invite you in.

You walked into the house and were greeted with a new scenery. You took everything in until Sae walked back in front of you.

"You can sit there if you want to," He said pointing at the couch, "Or do whatever you want." He said, walking away.

Is he leaving you alone? No way! It's scary to be here alone what if his parents came and saw you? No way Jose!

Without noticing, you silently followed him into an unknown room. He stopped and turned around to face you.

"Why are you in my room?" He asked, staring at you.

"Is that Rin?" You pointed it out in the corner of his room.

His eyes followed your finger and found what you were talking about. It was a picture of their old football team.

"Yes, it is." He said as you walked up to it, admiring younger Rin.

Then an evil thought popped into Sae's mind.

"I have his baby pictures, wanna see them?"

"YOU DO?!"

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When Rin finally made it back home he found you seated at the dinner table with an odd book.

"You're here already? How long?" He asked you.

You turned around and faced him with an excited smile.

"I've been here for quite some time." You said with a smile. Rin's eyes landed on the boy next to you who stared right back at him with a smirk, silently telling him that you were here alone with him.

Rin's eyes then landed on the book and it clicked.

"What are you doing with this?!" He asked, snatching it out of your hand and glared at you both.

With laughter, you stood up and reached out for the book.

"Cmon! You looked so cute!"

"Don't care, did Sae do anything to you?" He asked you.

"Huh?" You thought out loud, glancing at the brother.

"No.. why?" You asked,

"No reason.."

Sae just smirked at the current conversation and then left, leaving you both alone.

Rin sighed and placed the book back on the table then faced you.

"Did you bring the items?" He asked you.

"I did, with me, creating this poster would be easy!" You exclaimed.

"That's good, I'm not that great in that field." Rin mumbled as he guided you into his room.

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His room was simple, with barely any posters up, completely different from yours.. well maybe the one or two posters related to horror movies were up and his football shirt but that's all.

You sat on his bad and placed everything out on the bed.

"Are you doing it on the bed?" He asked.

"Of course not.." You muttered.

After taking everything out, you sat on the floor, with the bristol board and began sketching.

Rin sat behind you, watching your every movement closely, analyzing the work of art.

If he got any closer to you, he could almost rest his chin on your head. It's like he wanted to.. It's like he did just that.. And he had the audacity to ask you such a question..

"Why did you stop?"

The pencil in your hand stayed still as your breathing quickened. Your mind went blank as soon as his scent reached your nose and his chin rested on the crown of your head. You could feel the warmth radiating off of him.

Why did you stop? Such a dumb question..

You heard him huff a bit, did he get impatient?

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw his hand getting closer to the pencil, closer to your hand, and rested it on top of yours, guiding your new stroke.

In the end, the poster draft was created with teamwork and silence.

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"Are you going?" He asked you.

You nodded at his words and then looked up at him.

"I'll finish the poster tonight and tomorrow you can come over to see it, since it's our last day."

He nodded at your words, staring down at you.

This time, you tip-toed, wrapping your arms around his neck. He bent a bit, causing your feet to rest back flat on the floor, and wrapped his arms around your body, swallowing you whole with his large arms, gently squeezing your frame.

For some reason, a new environment caused a spark to happen. Was it the thought of you being alone with Sae that pushed him? Or the fact that you're in his room? It could be both. But right now, that boldness caused something positive between you both.

## LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE. --

╴“ WITH RIN ITOSHI?? „

ฅ^._.^ฅ : some things about y/n !! she mostly sleeps through the day, only does stuff IF needed !! with her given gift of being effortlessly smart , all she does in her free time is : nap , eat , sleep. hmm what if.. one day y/n develops a crush and now has to ACTUALLY work to achieve a goal ? : date rin itoshi !!

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❝ FIRST CODE RED ❞ !

( 𝐢 ) → f!reader, established relationship ( they're all married ), some flashbacks, suggestive, fluff & humor, mention of periods, sanitary pads, parenting, them being adorable dads. headcanon format plus scenarios about their daughter experiencing first time bleeding. characters include—sae itoshi, nagi seishiro, isagi yochi, bachira meguru.

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⌗ SAE ITOSHI

Those teal restless eyes dance all around the house and then land on the wall clock. Although occasionally but Sae seems to lose patience with each tick of the clock, each breath growing longer than the bygone moment. He remembers being like this when his wife was in the washroom with a pregnancy testing kit while he was in another country, following another time in another country. He almost cried after his match, and still thinks it was for the victory and not for the positive news of her pregnancy.

And now, he has to sit in the lounge waiting for her daughter who just had her very first bleed. She thinks she got her mother's presence of mind for calling her first and since she was not able to pick up the phone Sae witnessed half of her daughter’s face through the opening of the washroom door, lips parting, and voice steadily asking for sanitary pads. His first instinct was to call her but his daughter quipped, “I already tried calling her. She isn't answering. Probably busy.” So, rather than scouring her cupboards for sanitary pads, he got them from the store, easier and faster.

“Are you feeling all right?”Sae asked with tension brimming all over his body.

She shakes her head, grabs a pillow places it over her belly saying, “um-hm. Just. . . just feel tired.”

“Alright, come here princess.” His daughter carefully walks in between the space of the tea table and the sofa while holding her father's hand as support. She glances at him, pouting, and then sits beside him for a while only to rest her head on his lap.

“I wish I could talk to Mama” Sae smiles at her confession running his palm over her head, caressing and saying, “I wasn't there for her so many times. Always busy with soccer and as such. When I heard that I'm going to a father over a text, all I thought of was to leave the game and come home. But she never complained. She said she's gonna come to visit me. ”

“Are you listening?” Sae asks since the rise and fall of her chest is long, relaxed and he could hear a low purr. “Ah! She missed the best part. ”

“Well this is a rare sight ”

“jealous?” Sae asked taking another cushion to rest her head on it.

She responded, “try again.” before emptying half of the water bottle.

Sae curls his hands around her waist and rests his chin on her tired shoulders murmuring, “She had her first period. ”

“Oh god. Oh my god,” She checked her phone. “I couldn't pick up the phone i was on the bus.” She was aware that her daughter was calling since she had different ringtones for her daughter, her husband, and her brother-in-law.

“It's okay. I took care of it. And was telling her about you”

“ about me?”

“um-hm. How you were so quick to convince Rin that he took the next flight with you and came to visit me. . . and when I saw Rin carrying your bags I was so jealous ”

“Ah! There we go again ” Rin exclaimed in a whispering audible voice throwing his hands in the air in disappointment, from the entrance of the room watching all of these unfold. Sae recoiled like a spring from his wife glaring at his brother, Rin who was being a major hindrance for all the hard work Sae did to get his wife a little in the mood.

⌗ NAGI SEISHIRO

The cash machine beeps making Nagi more nervous than before as he weakly taps his feet on the floor. He has never done this before, not for his girlfriend and definitely not for his wife. Sure, there were times when he witnessed other people buy sanitary pads, maybe even when he went out shopping for groceries with his wife, but never alone like this, standing at the apex of the queue waiting ( and being the center of attraction ) for that particular thing to cash out. Why does it have to be like this? He just came to the nearest grocery store to buy a few things and that is when his daughter called saying that he needs to buy a pack of pads too.

He hates it, hates the fact that he is not there for his family. Not enough. His daughter is alone in the house, god knows what's running through her mind and his wife is on her way home, stuck in traffic. Well, he is no better. He is stuck in a queue. Even though both of them were aware, they could not do much other than wait.

Somehow he thinks his daughter is tougher than him or the fact that she was aware of what's happening to her body. He is thankful that his wife taught her things at the right time and talked her out of it because some firsts can be terribly scary, if not adequately aware of it's happenings.

The cashier looked at him with surprise asking, “this pack has the same price. But it has wings. Would like me to switch? ”

He tilted his head taking both the packs in his hands mumbled to himself,“Do they make you fly or something? ” He looks up to the cashier noticing a tug on her lips that instantly pushes him into a hole of embarrassment. Why does he have to be like this?. “I’ll take both,” he comments and leaves as soon as the payment was done.

Fifteen minutes. It took fifteen minutes for her to freshen up and come out of the bathroom. The longest fifteen minutes Nagi has ever been through. He was on the couch watching TV, trying to and when he noticed his daughter walking towards him and then slouching beside her he couldn't help but chuckle. It reminded him of himself.

“Here, I brought these” he hands out a packet of ice creams and chips to his daughter. “Mama is gonna scold me for having these. I wouldn't be able to eat dinner for sure.” She protested while Nagi grabbed a juice from the packet exclaiming mischievously, “Who says you're getting scolded alone?” handing her a gamepad.

��� ISAGI YOICHI

When Isagi walked out of the store buying pads he did not think of the consequences of not picking her up after school for the past few days. It has been weeks since he picked up his daughter from school and sadly that is the only time he properly gets to talk to her, hear her smiles, and see if she is holding up alright or not. It is not like he did not want this, albeit he wanted this, he worked for this to build a home with her. Guess it really takes a toll on the child when both parents are working.

"All okay?" Isagi asked as he walked into the drawing room holding two bags in his hands.

"What is all these?" She asked throwing her hands up in the air, her voice keeping low as much as possible so that she does not wake up her mom. She came straight home when she saw Isagi's text; a text that conveyed that their little girl is now a big girl. And of course, with all the rush, nervousness, and work exhaustion she forgot to buy a fresh set of pads.

"don't worry. I did not forget to bring pads." Isagi said handing her one of the huge packets filled with different types and different brands of pads. He leans to take a look at his wife who was asleep seated on the couch with her head resting on her hand. "no wonder my calls and texts were not reaching her." Isagi carefully lays her down on the couch while his daughter grabs a pack of pads and heads toward the bathroom.

Something does not fill right by Isagi. It is Friday. His wife is supposed to be working late on Fridays but she is here asleep on the couch. He is supposed to pick up her daughter from school, not her. He is supposed to cook dinner for today yet she has been doing it for some Fridays. When did his home start running on fuel? like a factory .

His daughter walks out of the bathroom and halts in surprise in front of the kitchen counter seeing her dad behind the kitchen counter and chopping vegetables. "What?" Isagi asked while his daughter squints her eyes at him saying, "Did you fight with mama too?"

"Probably." and she chuckles at that.

"can I help you?" she chimes walking towards her dad, standing beside her peeking to see what was boiling. It smells nice.

"Only if you tell me what were you talking to mom while I was out..." Isagi says holding his fist out towards his daughter.

"Sure," she exclaims giving him a fist bump.

⌗ BACHIRA MEGURU.

From the moment his daughter told him that she had her first period he has not stopped googling, texting, or calling. It is back-to-back. His immediate reaction was to call her, his wife and luck seems to be on his side. At least he felt so when he heard her mellowed voice saying, "hello." And there it is. the calm in the chaos of his life.

He tells what happened and when it happened to ask where he could get pads, as in, if they're out of it or if he can find them in the usual place. Many times he has done that. She had told him where she kept the pads and he would bring her while she was still in the bath. So, it is nothing unknown to him, nothing to be freaked out about. He drags the drawer in gasping finding it empty. Of all the days, she had to run out of pads for today. So, he wastes no time doing the needful but the question is how? he has never bought pads before. He tried calling his wife again but it was all in vain, must be in a meeting.

Bachira can feel it, feel her stares on him while his eyes are glued on the stretch of selves that has different types of pads of different brands with different types. How does anyone manage to pick the best from all these options? He tried calling his wife again but the call beeps after ringing for a while. out of reach. He looked around totally clueless as he ran out of time. Luckily, one of the staff turned up asking questions. Questions like, "Does she goes to the bathroom a lot? Does she change her pants regularly? does she has trouble sleeping?"

And, how on earth Bachira could answer all of those? He does not know the answers to any of them, not that he is supposed to so he says that, very clearly, that he does not know because his daughter is having her first period and he is freaking out because her mom is not around her. . .So after the staff explains the benefits of various brands he picks the one that his wife uses. Phew! that was easy. why didn't he think of that earlier?

He calls his daughter letting her know that he is on his way home and if he should buy anything to eat since mom will be late today. "Ahhh... then I want some ramen, the one that we always eat," she responded before hanging up. She did not sound nervous but rather bubbly about it. Maybe the food lightened her mood. Bachira smiled since he was already standing in front of that Ramen shop where he used to take his missis once a month when they were still not married, when they were just seeing each other, when everything was so uncertain "She got her mother's spicy tongue." he texted to the number saved Y/N xoxo.

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a/n: i needed something to post, so i decided to make these headcanons. i hope y’all enjoy!!

characters: bachira meguru, kunigami rensuke, oliver aiku, michael kaiser

warnings: established relationships, nsfw, virginity loss, virgin!reader, corruption (oliver), praising, use of pet names (baby, princess, my love), daddy kink (kunigami + oliver), fingering (kunigami + kaiser), oral sex f!receiving (oliver + bachira), breeding kink (kaiser + kunigami + oliver), creampie.

VIRGIN KILLER HEADCANONS.

bachira meguru:

you and bachira had been dating for almost a year. he only found out you were a virgin because one night when he went down on you, you confessed to it. being the good boyfriend he was, he had no problem with that. if anything, it turned him on even more that he could potentially be the one to take it from you at some point. the idea of your pretty pussy being filled with his cock made him harder than a rock, and he wanted nothing more than to fuck you better than anybody else.

eventually, you got comfortable with him and after some talking, you both decided to have sex after a date. he was completely in love with how pretty your naked body looked underneath him. your skin and curves were made from the god’s themselves and he honestly didn’t know where to start first. he started off by eating you out until you saw stars in your vision. you tasted even more divine than he imagined and your sweet cries for more only furthered his assault on your cunt. his hands were squeezing and groping at the flesh of your thighs, massaging the fat to make you feel even better than you did right now. his tongue was skilled and you almost squirted from how it dragged along your sensitive bud.

nothing compared to how great his cock felt inside of you for the first time. you always knew how long it was. there was a small vein that ran just underneath the base and, when he entered you, you could feel it dragging along your pretty walls. he made you feel so full with barely just a few inches and my god he found those spaces inside of you so quickly. he loved how tight your pussy was. it was all his, after all. he wasn’t going to let somebody else enjoy how your cunt spasmed at every rut of his hips. he couldn’t hide his smirk when you clawed at his back as your orgasm reached its peak. he fucked you through your high, almost cumming the second you tightened around him. you made such a mess on his cock, but he didn’t give two shits about it.

“hehe.. look at you. you made such a mess, but it’s perfectly fine, baby. i think it’s cute..”

kunigami rensuke:

kunigami had been your boyfriend for a couple of months. he treated you like a princess and nothing more than that, but when he found out you were a virgin, he was pretty surprised.

kunigami was a big guy. his cock was long and thick and he wasn’t sure if you’d be able to take it the first time. he worried he could possibly hurt you and the last thing he wanted to invoke harm on you and your body. first times were meant to be memorable with the right person, so he wanted to play it safe with you when it came to sex. you guys both talked and after watching a movie, you decided to make a move and finally take that step with him. he started off with foreplay, because he knew full well that he couldn’t just put it in without it. he decided to use his thick fingers to prep you. they were so filling and they curled and twisted inside of you, making your whole body twitch. he truly was gifted with those hands of his.

the stretch of his cock was so great that you gasped sharply when he first entered your cunt. he made your toes curl and no amount of prep could have prepared you for the way his cock felt inside of you. kunigami could hardly believe his cock fit, but he managed to stuff you full with it. he was scared that you were in a lot of pain, but when you tried moving around to feel some kind of friction, he knew you were ready. all he wanted was to make you feel good and he was doing just that. nothing could have prepared him for when you moaned out “daddy” through glossy lips. he almost came right then and there, but he only continued fucking you. kunigami wasn’t gonna stop until you were a complete mess because of him.

he had the urge to fill you to the brim with his cum. he knew it was your first time, but he just couldn’t help himself. the way your walls gripped him like your pussy was made for him to fuck was driving him up the wall. he begged you to let him cum in you and when you agreed, he completely let go right then and there. his thick seed filled your womb, making you moan in pleasure at the warmth that spread across your belly. it was just too good.

“i’ll fill you until your pregnant, princess. I’ll make sure of that..”

oliver aiku:

oliver was quite shocked to hear that his girlfriend of nine months was a virgin, but that completely turned him on more than he would like to admit.

you were untouched and there hadn’t been another man who had seen you in such a manner. the idea that he was the only person who would have that access to you made his mind go crazy with ideas and thoughts, but he had to compose himself because you were his girlfriend. he knew he had to be smart with you about your first time, so he told you that when you were ready he would gladly take your virginity. that day came after the two of you had your annual anniversary date that evening, and he was more than ready to take that step with you.

oliver was completely mesmerized by your beauty. he knew you would be beautiful already, but seeing you in that manner was just amazing to him. he took his time praising your body and calling you beautiful. when he took off your underwear to eat you out, his mouth watered at how delicious your pussy looked on display for him. it was already soaking wet with your slick and he wanted nothing more than to taste you. his head game that night was unlike any other. his tongue dove deep into your folds, slurping and sucking on your clit to make you dig your nails into his scalp. the sensation was so foreign, but you craved it more than anything else. once he made you cum, he was able to push his cock into your tight hole. his cock was big and somewhat girthy, which made you feel so full.

oliver was losing his mind while he was fucking you. your pussy was so warm and perfect. he loved how you felt sucking him in. he whispered to you to call him daddy and once you did, he started fucking you at such a rough pace you almost lost all of the air in your lungs. he made you beg for his cock and to let you cum. your brain was completely under his control and all you wanted was his dick and nothing else. he had the desire to fill you up with his cum and with your consent, he did so. there was nothing more satisfying than watching his thick white cum leak from your cunt that was all his.

“good, huh, baby? let’s go for round two.. yeah?”

michael kaiser:

kaiser wasn’t that surprised to hear that you were a virgin. plenty of people were and it didn’t bother him one bit that you were. he honestly thought it was kind of cute. he would be the one to take care of you when that moment came and he honestly thought about it a lot.

after the two of you hung out, you decided to make that move and tell him you were ready. kaiser was somewhat shocked but he didn’t really mind much. he prepared for that moment and he was ready to show you what he could do with himself. he made sure you knew that your body was beautiful and just as gorgeous as you were as a person. he played with your cunt, making sure you were almost dripping wet. he wanted you as prepared as possible and he was so excited to see what you would be like in bed. he wondered it often, and seeing your cunt get sticky the moment his fingers dipped under your panties was an answer for him.

once your body was prepped enough, he pushed himself inside of you and he almost came the moment he slipped inside. you were so tight and wet. your pussy hugged his cock perfectly and he almost struggled to move because of how intense the feeling was. kaiser wanted to fuck you so good, but he knew he had to be patient. it was somewhat dwindling because he just couldn’t keep himself composed around you, but he tried his best to remain that way for your sake. however, you started becoming needy, whining his name like it was a prayer. he had to let go and just let you have it.

kaiser heard this voice inside his head telling him to breed your cunt. he tried to ignore it but he just imagined how hot it would look with his cum inside your pussy. he kept asking you in your ear and when you nodded your head vigorously, he allowed himself to empty his balls inside of your cunt. your red walls were now painted white with his cum and there was a mess coming from within you. it drove him mad, and he knew he would do it again if he had the chance.

“aww, look at you, my love. all fucked out, are we?”