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bitchimasnake-sss · 1 month ago

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☆ hubris! ── a blue lock fanfiction. // where you come to wreck the blue lock boys but end up ruined instead. [find part 1 here.]

synopsis: when ego jinpachi asked you to be the ruination of the national japanese football team, you gladly accepted. how hard could it have been? ruining a couple of men was child's play. but what a fool you were, because now you lay in front of the same people you vowed to ruin, and you knew they were about to devour you whole. pairing: afab!reader x multiple men [aged up isagi yoichi, rin itoshi, hyoma chigiri, meguru bachira, rensuke kunigami, nagi seishiro, reo mikage.] // gang-bang. it's implied that the reader has slept with them all previously [in part one]. also, yes! this is consensual. no dub-con or non-con going on, dw!! cw: DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT. [this means the story contains themes one may not be comfortable with. if you find yourself growing uncomfortable, please click away.] NOT PROOFREAD. WRITTEN DURING A DELUSIONAL PHASE. MDNI. nsfw concludes: OVERSTIMULATION!!! BLINDFOLD!!! MARATHON SEX!!! GANGBANG!!! penetration, doin' it raw, cunnilingus, blowjob, teasing, nicknames, slight bimbofication, overstimulation, praise, marathon sex. my digital footprint goes craaaazy :) wc: 1.2k words m.list

you had believed you would ruin the blue lock boys. you had believed that till the end, till you entered your last prey's room: reo mikage's room. one after the other, you knew you had the boys in your palm. with just one more to conquer, you were utterly confident.

perhaps that hubris is what brought upon your destruction.

reo's request was a bit strange, sure. he had asked you to put on a blindfold, asked you to do nothing else but follow his voice. strange, but nothing you weren't well-equipped to deal with.

what you weren't ready was for all the blue lock boys to corner you like some helpless, little ragdoll.

"you're being too hard on her," rin itoshi commented, looking at how meguru bachira ruined you at the mercy of his tongue. the pink muscle fucked into you, lapping up the dripping juices like it was bachira's only focus in life. rin tsked, "slow down, bachira."

"hah," rensuke kunigami found himself scoffing, looking at the way rin pushed his erection past your lips and fucked your mouth with reckless abandon. the orange-haired man teased, "bold words from you, itoshi. look at what a mess you're making of her."

by mess, the muscled man meant how your chin and lips were dripped in drool and everything that tasted of rin itoshi. you were running out of hair as the star player pulled your mouth up and down his hardened cock.

"ugh, clear up." nagi seishiro quipped up next, stretching his arms as if he wasn't seeing the most lewd display right in front of him. you laid on reo's bed, eyes blindfolded as they men devoured you one after the other. meguru bachira was hooked on your core, eating you out, while rin itoshi fucked your mouth and hyoma chigiri played with your erect nipples, tugging and licking them. nagi huffed, "when's it gonna be our turn?"

"patience," reo mikage reminded the snowy-headed man, "you can have her next."

the men seemed to converse within themselves, only bringing their attention back to you as you gagged on rin's dick. gasping for air, you blindly clawed at his thighs and the hot-headed itoshi finally gave you some mercy. as he pulled out of your mouth, your throat felt strangely empty, almost as if the footballer had made you his own cocksleeve.

"move," isagi yoichi huffed, "it's my turn."

"you had her not even five minutes ago," bachira whined against your puffy, glistening cunt and you heard hyoma chigiri finally let go of your tits with a resigned sigh, "yeah, fuck off, isagi. you just had her."

"and i wanna go again," the raven-headed muttered impatiently, his razor-sharp tongue ready to fight whoever necessary. but kunigami interfered, laughing as he traced the outline of your body with his hungry eyes, "can't blame isagi. i mean, jus' look at her."

see, you would have paid attention to all their bickering if you weren't losing your mind right this second.

all you could feel were hot licks against your clit and a tongue fucking you senseless, you could feel rin— oh, wait. no. from the scent of his soap, it was nagi, now. you could feel nagi push his tip past your wobbling lips. you could feel chigiri play with your nipple, reluctantly sharing another one with reo (if your guess was correct.)

a crazed lick went down the side of your waist, followed up sweet kisses on your thighs and hips. who was that, now? kunigami, or isagi? or wait... did bachira switch with someone else now?

you could swear you were losing your mind, you could swear except you weren't sure you were cognitive enough to think of anything right now.

"gotcha. finally." isagi husked, and you felt him push his erection past your puffy folds and into your velvety hole.

"oh—" you moaned against nagi's shaft, words nothing but senseless garbage that mimicked the human tone. and as act of benevolence— no. as a sadistic act, nagi pulled himself out of your mouth and hummed, "sayin' something?"

the room grew quite, the chattering men that were all over you just a moment ago waited for your answer so patiently. too patiently.

"i-" your throat was sore, words almost dying before they ever got uttered, "n-no."

"no?" bachira mimicked, laughing thereafter as you lay there confused, unsure of their next moves.

"are you tired, pretty?" kunigami rasped, and you would have falsely assumed that they actually cared if it wasn't for the fact that they all went to their administration immediately afterwards.

"a-aah," you panted, mouth falling open as isagi fucked into your overstimulated cunt, "y-yoichi!"

"switch, you bastard." reo's voice dropped down many octaves, a hoarse rasp, and you felt your cunt emptying for just a few moments before it was filled by the mikage industry's heir.

moans tumbled out of your mouth before you filled by someone else. kunigami hissed as you sucked on his cock, taking him so well, "jus' like that, go on."

with his praises, kunigami pressed a harsh hand to the back of your head, making you choke on his length. somewhere along the line, you felt reo abandon your sweet cunt and someone else take his spot. from the man's tight grip on your hips and fast snaps of hip, you assumed the man to be hyoma chigiri.

honestly, you were all but falling apart on their fingertips, and aching cocks. your body was abandoned for a few fractions of a second before a second man laid claim to you. if you could have comprehended, you would have heard their ragged and heavy breaths, pussydrunk words as they passed you among themselves.

as hyoma's thrusts grew in intensity and speed, the coil in your stomach grew tighter and tighter and tighter— and oh my god, you felt something snap within your body. your head was thrown back, back arching so dangerously as your thighs shook, your mouth fell open and screams tore past your larynx. the next minute, a harsh stream of juices erupted out of your overstimulated cunt, drenching you and everyone around in your glistening juices.

"shi—" rin hissed, almost transfixed at the women utterly ruined under them.

"shit, right?" chigiri almost moaned, looking at the rapid, erratic rise and fall of your chest. your body was marked purple and blue, the men already leaving a mark on you. white, milky streams covered your chest and thighs while your face and neck were painted a reddish hue.

"that was so fuckin' hot." nagi rasped, words raw and twisted.

"hey," isagi mumbled, his words so soft as he finally took off your blindfold, "you good?"

the room was too bright, and above you towered men of colossal intentions, naked and still hungry. as the world above you started making sense, you saw bachira pumping himself leisurely, saw rin map out your body nonchalantly. the rest of them were in similar disheveled states: hungry, lust-filled eyes, flushed faces and erect cocks.

your eyes travelled from one till the other, half of them still splashed with your residue from your earlier orgasm. you found some strength within your tired throat, humming out, "y-yeah."

"ya sure?"

"hm." you nodded, your rapid breathing slowing down and dropping down to a steady crawl.

"good," reo rasped, and bachira finished the statement for him, "cause we're not done with ya."

a/n: let me repeat, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT! it has potentially non-likable content, so, if ya don't like, don't read!! okay, that's all. sleep well tonight xoxo tagging: this one is for @5hoe1 @mininji @palegardenrebel [yes, i just needed someone to give me an excuse to write this filth] 🤭 m.list

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nekomanager · 1 year ago

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋♡ BLUE LOCK

RIN, SAE, REO, BACHIRA ; when they lose control while fuckimg you and overdo it...a little

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⋮ creampie, rough sex, deep throat, fingering, squirting

♡ RIN

“Were you just touching yourself while waiting for me?” He panted, having worked his way to pull your panties down and finding out that you’re so wet and ready.

You blushed and admitted. “Yes.”

This man is known for his stoicism and self-control yet when he saw you excitedly welcoming him home after weeks of being away for training, he completely lost it and took you right then and there as soon as he closed the apartment door behind him.

“Good.” And he unceremoniously entered you deep, thrusting you thoroughly without any plans of slowing down. He moved his hips like he was in a race–huffing and groaning while he’s slapping his dick so hard and deep inside your pussy.

“Aaahhh...Rin, s-slow down mhmn-“

There’s no time for that. He missed you. He needed you. He wanted you. Now. “Fuck...” He hissed as he’s screwing you so hard you have no strength to complain. It felt too good you knew you’re gonna lose it at any given moment. Your back arched in pleasure and Rin held your waist, holding you in place as he pistonfucked you ‘til your vision went completely blank, cummimg around him, mouth parted and eyes wide. Finally at his own release, he groaned and dipped his head on the crook of your neck spilling all of him inside you.

“I miss you.” He whispered against your skin as you lovingly ran your fingers through his hair.

♡ SAE

You’re supposed to be feasting on his dick right now, but for whatever reason, you had your ass up in the air and he’s on his knees, eating you from behind–palms heavy on your butt cheeks as he licked your folds.

“S-Sae...” You mewled, embarrassed to hear the way he slurped on you.

He wiped his chin with the back of his hand. His gaze on you intense and he breathed out. “When you call me like that...” It never failed to make him forget his sense of reason and the hunger to hear his name from your lips would always take over, so he put two fingers in and started stroking you relentlessly. You squirmed and whimpered, while he squeezed tight your ass to keep you still. “That’s it...that’s it, baby.” He pumped in and out with such force that your juices were sprinkling out. “Cum for me.” He grunted, digging even further, abusing your little hole with so much pleasure you felt it building from the pit of your stomach.

“Sae! Sae!” You cried as your knees buckled and caved in.

“Yes. Say my name. Just like that.”

He heaved heavily and bit his lower-lip, watching you tremble as your pussy clenched his fingers and began squirting around him. Your hips shook wild as you begged. “Too much!” He kept on pumping as your juices spilled out until you finally cried his name out. “Sae...too much.” That’s when he took his fingers out. He brought your body to his, enveloping you in a tight embrace while you slowly calmed down.

♡ REO

“Hah...hah...Fuck!” He growled and gave out a deep guttural groan. “So goood. Feels so good.” He said through gritted teeth with his eyes shut and brows furrowed. His jaw strongly clenched while the veins on his temple started to show. His expression while he was fuckimg your mouth, hitting the back of your throat was a sight to behold.

Reo had a fistful of your hair and his other hand held the shower rod tight as he pumped persistently.

It was supposed to be a normal clean-up blow job until you looked up at him with puppy eyes while licking him torturously slow. He lost rein of himself, giving in to having your mouth stuffed with his huge cock. But you allowed him in and encouraged him even more by grasping firm on the that sexy ass of his for leverage, holding on for your dear life as he bobbed your head along his shaft.

“Mhmn- Y/N. You’re so good. You feel so good...” He grunted as tears began forming at the corners of your eyes, your hold on his ass tightening it would surely turn red right after. “Such a pretty mouth, baby...augh!” He thrust in deep once more and you finally swallowed his cum straight in.

Reo stepped backward, pulling out. He cupped your cheek, sweeping away some strands of your hair from your face before he gave a gentle smile and soft kiss on your forehead.

♡ BACHIRA

“Ohhh...baby youuu~” Bachira cooed as he closed his eyes. Your legs were around his waist as you pounded yourself up and down his erect cock. “Your pussy feels so good. Mhmmn...I love it!” Thrust. “I love it!” Thrust. “Can’t help it, babyyy. Mhm can’t take it anymore!”

He gripped on your waist and began to bounce you up and down his length. His hips jerked wildly that your arms flew around his frame in a tight embrace.

He huffed and breathed heavily. “Feels so goood. Feels so good. Can your feel it, baby? Can feel it?”

“Megu...Megu...”

“The bed is shaking, baby. Can you feel it?” And it’s making him more excited, now bouncing both of your bodies. His cock hitting you hard as his hips thrust to meet the fall of your pussy, balls deep on his dick. “Y/N! Y/N! Baby!” He exclaimed his impact getting heavier and heavier the bed started squeaking.

“Oh my gosh, Meguru.” You panted. “The bed!”

“That’s it, baby.”

You heard some cracking in the background but you didn’t care anymore and neither did he as you‘re both overcome with pleasure, which drove him even crazier as he added more intensity in the way he bounced your bodies. A crack could be heard in every thrust.

“Meguruuu!” You cried out as you felt the tremors coming and soon your head swung back, feeling your orgasm hitting.

“Y/N...baby! Just a little! Just a little!” Bachira gave you a few more quick pumps as he take himself to his own peak. “Y/N!” He screamed as he shove up deep in you that the middle of the bed broke at his last stroke.

“The...the bed...” You said, breathlesd in between his arms.

“Mhmmm...let’s stay like this for a while please.”

JOIN THE 🍷 𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄! Get tagged whenever I update ♡

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solannn · 10 months ago

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Which blue lock guy is your fav? Mine Meguru. Tbh the idea getting fucked by a grinning guy done something to my libido

🕊️┆ LET a hoe know ain’t

✦ ┆motherfucking sharing — Doja Cat

JEALOUSY,,

warnings ! ; male reader,nsfw contains,minor dni,female do not interacting AMAB!reader,sadism,jealous!bachira,penetration,fujoshi dni, fetishizer dni,established relationships

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Bachira was jealous.

Your boyfriend watched you and your friend chat. You were supposed to spend the day with him, because he finally had a day off from the blue lock project.

But you decided to do the opposite. You spend more time talking with your friend than with Bachira.

His jealousy grew with each passing second, he couldn't wait to return home with you.

You didn't know what was going to happen once he got home. You didn't even see that he was jealous.

He tugged a smile at the corner of his mouth as your friend left cause they have something to do.

“What’s wrong with Bachira?” You ask in complete curiosity “Nothing don’t worry” his smile didn’t disappear.

He put his hand around your waist and started whistling the whole way home.Once there, you stretched and yawned, complaining about being so tired. You head towards the bedroom.

You lay down on the bed and sighed. Bachira got on all fours on the top of you. He always had this suspicious grin that you noticed. “you’re really good at making people jealous, you know?” Bachira took off your pants.

He could see your hard cock. He started to caress it and kissed you at the same time. His kisses started to get wet

You moaned during the kiss and added his tongue, taking advantage of this moment to remove your underwear which showed off your private part.

“Wawww, you already looks exhausted but we just started~” he grinned,breaking off the kiss.

He took off his clothes and take your legs and put them around his waist. He pinched your nipples and press the tips of your dick making you whines

"Bachira..!~ please put it in" you complained "st-top! teasing~" the two toned haired boy grinned and started to giggle "wahh,so needy"

He took you legs and put its on his shoulders. You felt the tips of his cock entering your ass,a tears come down you cheek.

You didn’t even have the time to process the tips of the cock that the taller guy thrusted in. You curled your toes "ahh…~ Meguru..it hurts!" You whined through you tears. "Slow down..~" you begged

"I know~ you’ve been so naughty today so I’m punishing you right now" he smirked watching you cry. He thrusted in and out your were a moaning mess.

"Oh..! I want to-..cum please,please" you begged but Bachira didn’t want to release already he keeps thrusting out until your fucking dumb.

You start to see white, the bed, your ears filled with Bachira’s moans and yours. You finally released on your shirt and passed out in the bed. Bachira’s white liquid filled your ass.

Bachira carried your unconscious body and goes to the bathroom and flowed the water in the bathtub once it flowed he take off your shirt,well didn’t have to take off his clothes cause he was already naked and walking in the alleyway naked.

He puts you in the water then goes in it too. After few minutes in the water you woke up and yawns "why am I in the bathtub..?" You said in confusion "tehehe" he puts his hands trying not to laugh at you "ugh I feel so sour.. I hate you so much.." you sarcastically said "I love you too" Bachira leans and give you a forehead kiss as a award,he grinned and you smiled back

First nsfw I don’t like it tbh request are open!!

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bimbosandbubbles · 1 year ago

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God I’m just thinking about men who don’t mind hairy pussy—men who love hairy pussy! Men who still spread your cheeks apart and lick from your pussy to your crack even if the inner cheeks are littered with hair. Men who just love to inhale the scent stuck to the thick pubes—men that just get high off the sickly natural smell. Men who love to see your cute hairs get stuck to your wet pussy once he’s got you warming his thick cock. Men who encourage you to not shave—loving the feeling of the pads of his fingers grazing against the pokey follicles.

Men who are obsessed with seeing the bush once you take off your panties. Men who just can’t get enough when they feel the sweet wet slick that coats the tips of the hair once they put their big fingers in your cunt. Men who just love to see your ample form—tummy sticking out and his long extremities gripping the soft flesh,watching the skin peek out from the gaps of his fingers—while eating you out. Men who don’t care about getting pubes in his mouth while his tongue is flicking against your clit,only caring about the pretty pussy he’s drooling all over.

Men who’s dick gets rock hard when they see your pussy spread and thick pubes being all around the mound.

The men I’m talking about are….

Clark Kent,Miguel O’Hara, Bachira,Shidou, Okuyasu,Ciocolotta, Kira, Denji,Kishibe, Sukuna,Toji, Nanami, Luffy, Doflamingo, Shanks,Sanemi,Gyomei,Tengen,Akaza,Douma, Rengoku, Takemichi, Taiju, Sanzu.

There’s more buttt these are my fav examples🤭

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tatsumessy · 1 year ago

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How they kiss you - {blue lock men}

nsfw down below

Hiori Yo - cheek kisses

One thing he made a tradition is when he comes home from a tiring practice the first thing he does is he comes to find you where ever you are. Whether you’re cooking dinner, in the shower, working out or watching tv he always comes and cups both sides of your face then gently presses multiple kisses on your cheek. He once said that you were his charger, why? Because his battery gets drained when he’s outside of the comfort of his home or when he’s away from you for too long so he needs you to recharge him. HE ACTUALLY HAS YOU SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS ‘MY SEXY CHARGER’ 💀. You gotta love him though, he will always prioritize you first and whatever you’re needed before spending an unhealthy amount of time gaming.

Isagi Yoichi - temple kisses

Save this man because he is so in love with you. He spoils you with every little things he wants for you!! And he treats you like the princess you are. He’d be running off the field right after his game to search for you, when he finally finds you he kisses your temple and let’s you know that he’s going to go take a quick shower then come back out. The paparazzi and fans EAT UP the two of you, they all love your cute innocent relationship. If only they knew what goes on behind closed doors, this man is a beast. Not just in bed but out of bed, he’s like the ultimate husband. Cooking dinner, running you a bath, giving you a massage even if you didn’t ask for it. He likes doing this for you because he appreciates your love and support for the things he wants to do, especially with soccer.

Itoshi Rin - forehead kisses

It would be during those late nights where he’d be reviewing film and taking notes, you’d be asleep next to him. He’d look over letting out an exhausted sigh knowing that you were exhausted and probably wasn’t sleeping well because of all the noise and the lights still being on, but you didn’t care because Rin was working and you cared. He cared, that’s why he put all his stuff up and turned off all the lights, he’d pull you into his chest melting into your soft breathing and steady heartbeat. Leaning down to press his lips against your forehead he heard you hum in satisfaction before drifting off to sleep himself.

Nagi Seishiro - neck kisses

Especially during sex. Imagine this. You and Nagi hadn’t seen each other in a LONG time and you two missed each other, you went from making out of the couch to being naked on the bed with Nagi pressing his body weight onto you. After not having sex for a while Nagi was always causations with just shoving his dick inside of you. So while he’s slowing inching himself deeper into you, he’s gently sucking on your sweet spot listening to the small moans and whimpers dripping from your mouth. When he finally bottoms out and your clenching repeatedly around him as his tip pokes the spongey spot, your hands grip his hair letting him bite your neck then kiss it once again. Even after sex and the two of you have cleaned up and are cuddling for the night, it’s like a comfort thing for Nagi. He likes to relax into your body while peppering kisses on your neck.

Bachira Meguru - makeouts

If he had the chance, he’d do it everywhere. Anytime at that. The most intimate moment the two of you had when the both of you realized when you two loved making out was when Bachira lost a game and he came home really upset, all he really wanted was to be with you and comfortable. The two of you just ended up with your lips connected to each other, he’d have you straddle his lap while his hands rested on your waist keeping you still on top of him. Kind of like Nagi your kisses calm him down when he’s acting too hyper at night when the two of you should be going to sleep. Even after his games right when the last point if scored, he’d run over towards you and attacks you with sweaty hugs and get distracted by your pretty face that while his teammates are calling him to come back, he’s holding the back of your head keeping your mouth on his as the two of you make out infront of thousands.

Hyoma Chigiri - pecks/ hand kisses

Chigiri doesn’t like PDA, he made that clear when the two of you started dating and you didn’t mind. Just he was never set on his word if that makes sense, he’d always want you to play in his hair, or kiss his cheek, etc. He liked being doted on by you and treated like a prince. But when he did have those rare moments every once in a blue moon, where he’d be so entranced by you that he would hold your hand tightly at the beginning of the night. And while you two sat quietly towards the end of the table listening to his teammates and their partners conversation, he would continuously bring your hand up to his mouth to kiss it. Or when no one is paying attention he’d lean over using his hair to block the two of you and peck your lips, blushing a bit once he pulls away. Chigiri is really vulnerable with you especially when you two are alone, that’s what you lived about him.

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dira333 · 1 year ago

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Sharing Secrets in the Dark - Reo x Reader

A/N: I think I can stop saying that Reo isn't my favorite...

“What was the hardest thing in your time at Blue Lock?” Hisako asks the team.

She’s the other Manager besides you and you’re glad she’s here and as bubbly and talkative as you are quiet. You don’t feel pressured to talk when she’s around, let your eyes wander and take in all the little things no one else seems to notice.

Like Reo leaving the room right after Hisako’s question, the look on his face new and uncomfortable.

You get up to follow him, have to remind Isagi that you still exist so that he lets you pass.

Outside, Reo’s already gone, but you have a hunch on where he went.

Unsurprisingly, you find him on the field, dribbling a ball with an almost murderous expression on his face.

“Hi,” you greet him, your own voice echoing in your ears.

He puts a smile on his face the second he hears you talk, but it doesn’t stick. It slides off his lips and reveals the scowl underneath.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You ask, “Or do you want me to start the Blue Lock Man Program so you can play? I’d offer to play Goalie myself but that wouldn’t be much fun for you.”

He hesitates for a moment before he nods. “I’ll shoot some Goals.”

It’s not surprising that he doesn’t want to talk to you. After all, you’ve only been introduced a few days ago and whatever’s bothering Reo, he doesn’t seem to be the kind of person to spill his heart to just about anybody.

You still take a seat on the side, the artificial grass tickling your bare feet as you sit.

Three Goals in, Reo stops to catch his breath and looks over.

“What do you think of Nagi?”

“He’s tall.” You offer and Reo laughs so loud it echoes.

“And what about his character?”

You pull your lower lip between your teeth to think. There’s not just the question of what you think, but also what he might want to hear. Or how he wants to hear it. Reo and Nagi seem close after all.

“I think… he takes a lot of things at face value. If he doesn’t care enough or doesn’t want to spend energy on it, he doesn’t, no matter how important it may seem to others. It could be a bit unnerving because most people tend to create energy to get what they want and go beyond their limits. I mean, I’ve seen him stop eating even though he was hungry just because he didn’t want to chew any longer.”

There’s a faraway look in Reo’s eyes. You wonder if he will tell you, confide in you what bothers him so much.

But just as he opens his mouth, he’s interrupted.

“Starting without us? How rude!” Bachira bounds onto the field, steals the ball from Reo, and passes it to Isagi.

The moment is gone, but you can still feel Reo’s eyes on you even as they play.

You turn at the sound of the door.

The rooftop is mostly covered in darkness, but the golden light of the street lamps doesn’t reach the newcomer's face. But you know that hair…

“Hi, Reo.” You speak up from where you’re sitting.

He turns toward you.

“Hey. Are you okay?” His voice is low and careful as if talking to a scared animal.

With a start, you realize that he’s not here to destress himself. He must have followed you up here.

“Yeah, sure.” You croak out and wipe the remaining tears from your cheek. “I just overreacted.”

“I would have reacted the same way.” Reo offers gently, slowly inching closer. “Can I sit with you for a bit?”

“Sure.” You nod even though he can’t possibly see it in the dark. His body is warm next to you, his warmth reaching you even though you’re not touching. He feels safe, like a living, breathing shield. Some of the tension bleeds from your muscles and you sigh, wrap your arms around your knees, and stare at the streets below you.

“Do you think I’m useless?” You ask. “You can be honest. I want to improve.”

“I think Barou is a dick.”

You snort at this decisive comment.

“He’s your teamm-”

“No, don’t make excuses for him. He’s a dick. You’ve been nothing but helpful to all of us. He’s just grouchy because Rin managed to score more goals than him. He gets pissy when someone else is better than him.”

“But Hisako-”

“Don’t tell her, but I think she could talk a little less.” He turns his face, and you think there’s a smile on his lips, but you can’t really tell in the dark.

“You’re just saying that to be nice.”

“I’m not nice. Just honest.” He leans over and brushes his hand against your arm.

Goosebumps rise under his touch. A warm scent fills your nose. It’s not the Blue Lock 3 in 1 body wash scent you’ve come to loathe and your breath catches in your throat.

“Just like I thought. You’re ice cold. May I warm you up?”

“How?” You ask, mouth running dry when he takes your hands into his, thumb running over your knuckles. He brings them to his mouth and blows on them, his warm breath shooting through you like electricity.

Something fizzles between you, a new kind of tension you would never have expected.

You wonder if he’d kiss you, tonight, on this rooftop.

But the moment shatters with the sound of the door being thrown open, Bachira’s voice cutting through the night.

“Reo-chan? Are you out here? We’re looking for you and Manager-chan.”

Reo drops your hand and gets up, dusts himself off as he walks over to Bachira.

“I’m here. I heard a noise, but I think it was a Tanuki.”

“A Tanuki?” Bachira sounds scandalized. “On a rooftop? Are you seeing things?”

“It’s dark out here, okay?” Reo scoffs. “Also it’s way too cold out here for her to be staying outside for so long. She’s probably in her room. Has Barou gotten a grip yet?”

Bachira sighs. “Not yet. But Kunigami is working on it. We think he’d apologize if he saw her.”

“Ah well, serves him right to feel guilty a bit longer. That was uncalled for. Let’s get inside, I’m freezing my ass off out here.”

“Not much to freeze off…” Bachira teases and the door clicks shut behind them.

“It’s getting warmer.” You remark a few weeks later.

Just outside the reach of the street lamps, Reo’s shoulder bumped into yours and stayed there. He runs warm and having him next to you is like having a personal space heater.

Ever since that first night, you’ve found yourself up here again and again.

All it needed was a shared look, one eyebrow raised or lips pulled up to one side, and you knew to come up here after dinner.

So far you’ve managed to bring up a blanket and two spare pillows to sit on. Only once you had to turn back at the door because of the weather, heavy rain pelting every available surface.

“What a shame.” Reo mumbles.

“You like the cold?” You ask, always eager to learn more about him.

No matter how many secrets you spill up here, there still seems to be more to know.

By now you know what his worst moment at Blue Lock was - Nagi turning his back on him to play with Isagi, have shared memories of your childhood and dreams of your future.

Talking has never come easy to you, but it does with Reo.

“I like warming you up.” He says and your blood rushes to your head.

“I- don’t… don’t say something like that.” Your voice sounds way too hoarse to be natural.

“What?” He asks and you wonder if you’re imagining the little quiver in his voice. “Can’t I be honest with you?”

“I… I’m just… I…”

“Can I kiss you?” He asks, voice so low you can barely hear him about the noise in your ears. Maybe you even misheard him. He’d never ask that, right? Maybe he asked if you’d miss him. That you can answer easily.

“Yes.” You say, quietly, like a mouse.

Only a heartbeat later his lips are on yours, warm, a little chapped, but so gentle in their touch.

Your heart stops, then barges on, racing in your chest. His hands are on yours, warm fingers around cold ones. You’re holding hands as he kisses you, again and again and again, as if he’s trying to imprint their touch onto you, so that you’ll never ever forget it.

The first kiss breaks a dam and the flood takes everything with it.

Reo’s play improves so significantly that Rin and Barou are now constantly wearing a scowl on their face. He doesn’t seem to get tired when playing and when he passes, he risks moves so crazy Bachira comes running right after, hugging him with excited squealing.

You don’t think that anyone suspects anything.

The two of you keep carefully calm around each other. You hardly ever speak to him outside the rooftop, just like you hardly ever speak to anyone.

You hand over towels and waterbottles, massage Chigiri’s leg in between breaks or run from Barou when he misses a goal.

You bite your tongue when Hisako drowns Reo in affection and you keep yourself out of reach of Isagi’s arms - he has developed the annoying habit of hugging people after a good game. Your efforts are rewarded with soft kisses, the caress of his hands, the warmth of his hugs.

More then once have you fallen asleep on the rooftop, curled into each other, your nose pressed against his neck as you inhale a scent you’ll never get tired off.

“I like it when you’re a little jealous.” He tells you one night when you complain about Hisako droning on and on about Reo’s latest streak of victories. “Makes me feel a little better about being jealous myself.”

“Like you have a reason to be.” You tease and lean forward to kiss his nose.

“I just…” He huffs. “I can’t help thinking about Nagi turning away from me. Like I understand in my head that it was necessary for him to improve and that I want him to improve, but everything in me screamed ‘Mine!’ when he did that. I want to you to improve and be better and have a better life too but the thought of you turning away-” He stops in the middle of his sentence and swallows harshly. You press a kiss to his Adam’s apple, trying to soothe his unease.

“I’m not an egoist.” You remind him. “I don’t have to be. I like compromises too. If you can’t have all of two things, you could settle for half of both, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“If Ego finds us out and I have to choose between you and managing Blue Lock, I can’t have both, right? But I could keep being a manager, just for another team and I could… keep you?” You don’t really mean for it to sound like a question, but you’re also not confident enough to believe that he’d want to go through the effort of dating you when you’re not conveniently around.

Reo’s answer is a kiss that silences your doubt.

“When we get our free weekend,” he says when you’re both breathless, molten into the pillows like candle wax, “Will you come with me and meet my parents?”

Jinpaichi Ego manages to glare down at you even though he’s sitting and you’re standing.

“It was never the plan to have two managers for this team.” He begins and your heart sends shockwaves of ice through your body.

This is it. He’s kicking you out.

“So while the boys are getting ready for their game today, I have to decide which one of our dear managers I want to keep. I have only one question for you, but I’ll give you a little context.” He smiles and your heart beats so fast and loud, you wonder if he can hear it.

“Today we’re playing against a team of Star Players. I won’t mention their names but since I know you’ve been a soccer fan for quite some time, I can assure you that you’ve always dreamed of meeting them one day. It wasn’t that easy to get them to agree to a game, but I managed to lure them in. Here’s the catch. They will leave with one of our managers, who I praised highly. Now I’m going to ask you your question. Will you be egoistic and go for the best team or will you stay where you are?”

Your mind is racing. Your time with Ego has been significantly shorter than those of the boys but you’ve learned one thing… He often says one thing and means the other.

Does he really want an egoistic manager? Shouldn’t those whose job it is to care about the team be selfless in nature? Also, he didn’t specifically mention that the best team would be the opposing team. With his confidence, he surely meant that the best team would be the Blue Lock team. But what if you misunderstood?

“What’s your answer?” Ego asks and you ball your hands into fists, clench them so hard you can feel your fingernails digging into your skin.

“I want to stay with Blue Lock.”

“Explain your reasoning.”

“I…” You swallow thickly. “I care about this team. And I think they have it in them to be the best team, so why would I settle for a different team?”

Ego’s eyes widen and you wonder if he’s just furrowed his brows, hidden from your eyes by his bangs. You shouldn’t have phrased it as a question.

“I believe you mean you want to stay with Reo Mikage.”

Your heart stops cold. Your mouth is so dry you can’t unstick your tongue from the roof of your mouth.

“If you have nothing left to say, you can go.”

“I…” You cough, try to gather at least some semblance of self-control. “Thank you.” You bow deeply. “For my time here.”

Ego stays quiet, a weird look in his eyes. He doesn’t speak up, and you shuffle out of the room, doing everything you can to keep from crying.

Hisako’s sitting on her bed when you enter your shared room, playing something on her phone.

You know she’d been with Ego before you and her unaffected mood is like a kick in the gut.

Ego probably already knew he’d keep her.

You quietly start to pack.

“Oh,” Hisako’s voice stops you in your tracks. “Did Ego say something when we’re going to leave?”

You shake your head and unclench your teeth to speak. “He didn’t but I… it’s better to be safe than sorry.”

“Right, right. Who do you reckon we’ll get to manage? Do you think we’ll play the Japan U-20 again?” She’s twirling her hair around her finger, her eyes locked on the wall as she’s thinking. “I wouldn’t mind massaging Oliver Aiku’s legs.”

You freeze in your movement.

“Did you… Do you want to manage the other team?”

“Of course.” Hisako has mastered sounding like she’s smarter than you whenever she talks. But you might as well just be the only one hearing that. “Blue Lock is about striving to be the best. Who would I be not offering myself to manage the best?”

You don’t answer but she’s already caught on.

“Don’t tell me you said you wanted to stay where you are!”

“I…” You start and close your mouth again.

“Oh, what’s that?” Hisako’s behind you in a heartbeat. Her closeness unnerves you, but you don’t want to be rude. Your eyes race through the room, trying to pick up on something out of order.

“Is that one of Reo’s hair ties?”

You go rigid at her words, watch her pick up one of the distinct purple hair ties he had gifted you a few weeks ago.

“It’s mine.” You rip it from her hands and clutch it to your chest.

Her eyes widen for a moment before she laughs, almost toppling forward with the force of it.

“Oh, poor you.” She stretches out her hand to ruffle your hair. “It’s okay to have a Crush on your players, but you can’t steal their stuff.”

She’s still laughing as she steps away from you again to take a seat on her bed.

Overhead, the speaker cracks to life.

“Girls, we’re leaving in twenty minutes. Please pack all your belongings and meet us at the entrance.”

Hisako huffs. “Twenty minutes? Well, I suppose you can help me pack since you’re finished with your stuff already.”

You nod, glad that she seems to have forgotten about Reo.

“Oh, and make sure to give back his hair tie,” Hisako winks at you as she grabs her duffel bag, “I would hate to have to interfere.”

It’s weird to see Hisako’s back on the field, to not have her talk so much nobody’s asking you questions.

You’re constantly on the move, handing Bachira a bottle of water, getting Barou a new towel, avoiding Reo… You barely have time to take in the other team but when you do, you’re taken aback.

You heard about the match against Japan U-20. It had been the main reason for you to apply for the manager position. It must have shaken up the sport because on the other side of the field is the National Team. All of them are adult men in their prime.

And Ego is nowhere to be seen.

No wonder your team is so tense. This could very well end in a disaster.

“How are we even going to win this?” Isagi voices your terror.

“He wouldn’t let us play if Ego didn’t believe we could do this.” Bachira, always the optimist, barely manages to keep up Isagi’s spirit.

Your own worries move to the back as you take in the team. These boys might not always be the easiest to get along with but you believe in them. You believe in Reo.

“I…” The word leaves your mouth before you realize it. All eyes snap up to you and you feel your knees wobble. Oh no. You hate it when people look at you when you talk.

Somehow you manage to lock onto Reo’s kind eyes, on the vibrant shade of purple of his hair and the curl of his nose as he waits for you to continue.

“... believe in you.” You croak out, wringing your hands. Now that the words are out, it’s a little easier to continue talking.

“If I’d have to choose to manage the best team in the world or Blue Lock, I’d have to choose Blue Lock. There’s no other team as good as you.”

You’re too focused on the slow pull of Reo’s lips to see him coming.

When Ego stars clapping behind your back, you jump away in surprise.

“Well said, Manager. Now, you’ve heard her. I didn’t bring you here to be unsure of your abilities. I brought you here to show them that you’ve got what it takes. You’ve trained under me, you won’t fail. Listen up, I’ll only go over this once.”

“Reo. You’re out.” Ego’s voice is cold and careless. You’re standing next to him, muscles tensed from head to toe. You have to fight everything in you not to jump to Reo’s side.

He’d been the focus of some intense defense during the last quarter and one foul had brought him to the floor. You suspected that under the ice pack his knee was turning all shades of blue and purple.

“No! I’m good! I can still play!”

Ego turns his dark eyes to you. “Manager? Tell your boyfriend to listen to his trainer.”

You gasp but no air reaches your lungs.

Someone asks “What?!” and Rin rolls his eyes, calling all of this “Annoying.”

Reo’s eyes are wide open, his jaw slack.

You manage to take in a raspy breathe, than another.

“I…” You start, blinking to get rid of the fog. You swallow hard. “If Reo says he can still play, he can play.”

Reo snaps up as if pulled by an invisible string.

Ego takes a long breathe out throug his nose before he huffs.

“Alright. It’s your decision. If he hurts himself, you’re going to be responsible for it.”

You don’t dare to look at Ego or anyone else. There’s confidence in Reo’s eyes and you nod, forcing yourself to stay as calm as you can possibly be.

Blue Lock wins.

You tell yourself that you’re not surprised. It had been a tight squeeze at some point, like it often is, and there are half-moon-shaped red marks on the heels of your hands from squeezing too hard.

But Blue Lock wins and Reo comes running, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you like you weigh nothing, pressing you into him like he’s not just sweated out half the ocean.

“Get a room!” Someone rumbles behind you but you’re laughing.

If Ego kicks you out today, this will make a worthwhile memory.

“Good job, my diamonds in the rough.” Ego drawls, looking over the boys with a fondness in his eyes you can’t have imagined. “This will teach them what they’re up against.”

“Uh…” Someone says behind you and you turn to see Hisako.

You admire her confidence even as her eyes flicker over you and Reo and her brows furrow for a second.

“I’m sorry.” Ego’s voice is too nice to be genuine. A shiver runs down your spine at the sound. “This is no longer your team.”

“But they don’t need a Manager outside of this game.” Hisako points out. “They just told me. I’m…”

“No longer wanted at Blue Lock. You can leave.”

Hisako’s mouth is wide open and you feel bad for her until she screeches like a banshee.

“What about her?!” She points a finger at you. “How’s she allowed to stay? She basically never talks!”

“Last I checked talking isn’t a requirement for being a Manager.” Reo quips nonchalantly.

“Must have messed that up.” Bachira offers sweetly. “Cause all you ever do is talk.”

Hisako turns practically magenta and opens her mouth, but Ego is faster.

“Leave.” His voice leaves no room for argument. “Before I make you.”

Your hands holding the tray shake from nerves but you manage to press the button that opens the door.

When you step inside, Bachira hollers your name.

“What are you doing here?” He asks, bounding over to you.

“Reo invited me.” You mumble, looking for him in the crowd.

To your surprise, Kunigami has him in a headlock, ruffling his hair. Next to him is Chigiri, doing a poor impersonation for you.

“But Mr. Ego! I believe in my boyfriend who I love! If he says he’ll win against the National team all by himself, he’ll do it.”

“I didn’t say that!” You disagree and Chigiri snaps out of it, having the decency to blush a little.

“Sorry, Manager-chan!” He laughs.

“We just have to teach this punk some manners.” Kunigami declares. “Has a girlfriend and doesn’t even tell anyone.”

“That’s none of your business!” Reo huffs out and manages to break free. He walks over to you, smile lighting up his face as he pulls you into the circle.

“Sit next to me, okay?”

“Not fair!” Bachira whines. “Manager-chan has the best food on her tray.”

“We all share!” Reo scolds and slaps away a hand that’s moving towards your plate of Takoyaki.

And they do. A piece of everything lands on your plate that never seems to get emptier until you realize that Reo steals food from everyone, slyly putting it onto your plate.

“Stop it.” You hiss and knock your shoulder into his. “I’m going to burst.”

“No such thing.” He says and drops another piece of steak on your plate.

You try to glare before you get distracted by something you’d been craving ever since you got here.

“Oh, is someone eating that pickled radish?” You point at the little bowl. “I love those.”

Laughter rings through the room. It doesn’t feel like it’s at your expense but you still wonder what it was that you said that was so funny.

“By the way…” Barou clears his throat and pins you down with a glare. “I wanted to say sorry.”

Someone gasps and you can’t hold it against them.

You swallow, feel the warmth of Reo next to you and the fullness of your belly, how a day filled with excitement has made you tired. You smile.

“I forgive you.” You pause for a second, take a breath. “But if you ever say something like that again, I’ll slap you!”

There’s a lot of laughter after that. Like when Nagi drapes himself over your shoulder, asking if you want to be his girlfriend too - and declaring a relationship too much work when you explain why that won’t be possible.

At some point the space between yawns turns so short you can barely talk and Reo pulls you up.

“I’m going to walk you to your room,” he declares, pulling you from the boys that make exaggerated kissing noises.

His thumb rubs over the back of your hand as you stumble along.

Just one corner away from your room he pulls you close and stops to press a kiss to your mouth, to edge of your jawline, the curve of your neck.

“I love you.” Reo mumbles, his breath washing over you.

“I love you.” You say, wrapping your arms around his neck.

In a way this reminds you of the beginning of you two, alone in a hallway, sharing secrets.

But this is no longer the beginning and there’s no end in sight.

@shoulmate

#my writing #Blue Lock #Reo Mikae #Reo x reader #Reo Fluff #blue lock x reader #Blue Lock Fluff

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bachiramegurustuff · 2 years ago

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Dom! bachira x Sub! Male Reader.

Warning : Smut/Nsfw lol

Bachira Meguru had just come from the tournament he had just played. He was exhausted from the long match and decided to head into the locker room. It was empty so he went inside the shower rooms. You enter the locker room as well, not knowing that Bachira was inside the room. You heard moans from the bathroom to see that Bachira was jerking off inside there.

“h-hah…gh…” Bachira makes wet noises with his penis. he notices footsteps so he turns around and looks behind the curtains to see you standing there

"oh sorry i didn't mean to interrupt you."

"It's okay." He takes off his pants and underwear revealing his dick which was already hard from being watched by you

"Uhm..i guess i should go..and leave you alone"

"No! Don't leave!" He grabs onto your arm tightly trying not to let go of it.

"But"

"Please stay here for a little longer." His face gets redder than before as he stares at you with puppy dog eyes.

" Alright then.."

"Thank you so much!" He hugs you tight while still holding onto your arm.."Wanna have some fun~" He says seductively looking into your eyes with an evil grin on his face

"If you comfortable to do it.."

"Of course I am~" He pulls down your pants and underwear revealing your 7 inch long dick ,Takes out his tongue and licks your shaft all over until you cum inside his mouth "chira.." he swallows every drop of your cum

"A-aghh~"

"How did that feel baby~?" Smiles mischievously as he puts his hand under your shirt caressing your chest gently while licking his lips.

"i-it feels goood!~"

"Good~" Kisses you passionately while grabbing your ass cheeks firmly.Sucks your nipples making them harder than ever before..Keeps sucking on them until they bleed slightly.

Slides two fingers inside your asshole fingering it roughly while continuing to suck on your nipples

"A-ah!slow down c-chira..!!"

Stops sucking on your nipples and looks at you lovely "Why would I slow down when we're having such fun together~?" *Fucks your ass faster than before

"its hurt..!but..a-agh~.."

Rubs your back soothingly while fucking you even more aggressively now "You like this don't you? Being fucked by me, the one who cares about you most in this world. keeps going harder and deeper You want me to make~.."

"mhmmf~"

Cums deep inside your ass filling it completely up. "Ah!~" Lick your ass clean after he finished cumming there "There we go now everything is fine again. Don't be afraid to tell me if something hurts or bothers you okay? Gives you another kiss on the cheek And remember no matter what happens between us nothing will change how much I love you."

"I love you too chira..and thank you for being by my side.."

"Thank you for being so understanding." Hugs you tightly Now let's get some rest shall we? We both need our energy for tomorrow. Pins you against the wall and starts kissing you deeply while rubbing your crotch through your pants Mmmmmm....you smell so good right now. Let's go to the bed..sleep well my sunshine♡~

#bachira smut #bachira meguru #bachira x reader #bachira my beloved #bllk bachira #bachira meguru x male reader

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giggly-squiggily · 2 years ago

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Signed With Love (Blue Lock)

(This isn't results of the Poll- I'm working on that one this weekend aerjaejkjaer)

Heyo everyone! :D So I was talking to a dear friend of mine (You know who you are- hi bestie :3) and we got to talking about Chigiri and his ticklish knees! He's such a shy sweetheart that deserves the world, and thus this fic was written! Thank you so much friend for being such a big part of this fic and inspiring me with your adorable headcanons! :D

Summary: Bachira learns of Chigiri's knee injury and decides to investigate. While he's at it- he learns something rather interesting about Team Z's princess.

“Hey, how’d you hurt your knee?” Bachira asked as he plopped down before Chigiri; starting the redhead out of his thoughts.

“How did you..” Did Isagi tell him?

“The monster told me. He sees all.” Bachira poked one of them, smiling when the other boy shifted. “It watches you, you know? It sees you guarding your knee or rubbing it when it aches.”

“Does it now?” Chigiri subconsciously went to guard said limb, stopping himself halfway. Bachira followed the hand to his right knee, leaning in so his nose nearly touched it. “Ah, this is the problem limb. So…” He peeked up, raising his brows.

“I tore my ACL a year ago. Since then, I’ve been too scared to run on it.” Chigiri pulled it closer to him, looking at it with mixed emotion. “At least- until recently.”

One person was all it took. Isagi’s relentless faith in him still rang through his head, pushing him to finally break the chains holding him back. He felt himself smile at the memory.

“Ah yeah! You’re pretty fast too!” Bachira nodded, eyes still on Chigiri’s knee. “So where’s the ACL? Is it right…here?” He reached out to lightly trace the top of the limb, going straight down the middle.

“Mmph! Y-Yes.” Chigiri huffed, shivering at the feeling. Bachira, ever the observant one, peeked up at him with curious eyes. Without any verbal warning, he did it again.

“B-Bachira!” He squeaked, eyes widening as he slapped a hand over his mouth. Bachira Beamed.

“Oh? What was that?” He cooed, adding a second finger to the party. Chigiri twitched at the feeling, shrinking into himself as he covered his smiling face with his hands. “Was that a squeak or a giggle?”

“It wa-hasn’t anyth-hing!” He glared over his fingers, squirming when Bachira rested his entire hand against his knee. “D-Don’t!”

“Why? If it was nothing, you wouldn’t care if I did this, right?” Bachira slowly pulled his hand upward like a jellyfish rising in water. This earned him another squeak, the giggle clear as day in this one. “Oh ho ho! So you’re ticklish!”

“N-No, no I’m n-not!” Chigiri reached out, grabbing Bachira’s wrist. “I’m not.”

A brow was raised. Chigiri felt his face warm.

“Okay…maybe I am.” He ducked his head, hiding in his hair. Bachira snorted.

“Too cute…” The dribbler looked around the room, patting Chigiri’s knee as he stood. “Wait here.” Seconds later, he was gone, running across the room towards Kuon and Gagamaru.

Maybe he should slip away? It wasn’t the first time Chigiri did it. The perks of being the quiet one. Still, something kept his butt planted in his spot. Before he could reflect on it, Bachira was back, a black marker in hand.

“Hey hey- you stayed!” Bachira sounded pleased, popping off the cap. “Give me your leg!”

“Why?” Chigiri pulled it closer in suspicion, eyes narrowing.

“I wanna sign it! You know when someone breaks a bone or gets a cast? Everyone signs it and puts something nice! I wanna do that for you!” Bachira gestured to the limb, eyes dancing. “Come on, I promise I won’t draw a dick!”

“I’m not wearing a cast.” Chigiri pointedly ignored that last part. “There’s nothing to sign.”

“I can sign your pants.” Bachira tugged on the fabric in question, rolling it in his fingers. “It’ll work. Come on, I missed my opportunity when you had one! Everyone else got to sign it but me!”

“What are you- we didn’t meet until Blue Lock!” Chigiri couldn’t help but laugh, letting out a huff of stupefied mirth. “No one signed my brace- it was black; you wouldn’t be able to see it anyway.”

“That’s depressing.” Bachira deadpanned. “Let’s fix that!”

“Bachira…” Chigiri tugged at the ends of his hair in thought. The material of the pants was fairly thick, he probably wouldn’t feel it. And given how eager Bachira looked, he doubted telling him no was an option. Giving in, he nodded. “Fine. Just..don’t draw a dick.”

“Got it!” Bachira cheered, scooting closer so he was hovering over his knee. “What to draw, what to draw…Oh! Let’s start with this!” He reached down, tugging the leg of Chigiri’s pants flat before placing the marker at the tip of his knee. “Don’t move.”

Turns out, the pants material did nothing to protect him.

“Ehehe! B-Bachiihira!” Chigiri all but jumped out of his skin when the marker started moving. Waves of sensitivity shot up his leg, forcing breathy giggles up his throat. “Hohohld on, it tihihihkcles!”

“I know, we’ve established that.” Bachira winked at him, grinning like a goon as he continued drawing what felt like a smiley face. “This marker sucks! How come Kuon only ever uses dying ones? I bet he huffs them when everyone’s asleep- that’s why they’re so dry.” He went over the eyes of his little face a few times, earning a string of squeaks from the redhead. “You squeak alot, huh? You’re like a little mouse.”

“D-Dohohon’t call mehehee thahahaht! Ahehahahaha!” Face on fire, Chigiri covered his face with his hands, doubling over into the sleeves of his sweatshirt as he Bachira continued detailing his design, adding little cheeks to the smile and deepening the outline. “Iiihihihihis it dohohohne? Ahehahaha, Plehahahhase tehheehll me it’s dhooohohne!”

“Not yet, Miss Impatient! I need to sign it!” Bachira snickered, shaking the marker beside him to get more ink. “Let’s see, should I use my full name, or just my last name? Oh- should I include my Monster’s name too? It gets pretty sad if I don’t.”

“Whahahat’s the moohohnster’s name? Chigiri peaked over his fingers.

“Maleficent Oliver Notorious Salvador Techrise Exorciser Rondha the Fifth.” Bachira smiled, laughing hysterically at Chigiri’s wide eyed shock. “I’m kidding! Its name is George. Back to the signing!”

“Wait, noohohohoohoho! Bahahhahhachira!” Chigiri squeaked in laughter when the other boy attacked his knee again, drawing out the letters of his name one thick letter at a time. “Dohoohohohon’t puhuhhhuuhut yoohohohur fuhuuhuhull naahhahahahme!”

“Relax, Chi, I’m just putting ‘Bachira’. With these small knees?” He wiggled his fingers against Chigiri’s leg, making him jump. “I can barely fit my name as is. Okay, B…A….C…or was it an H…?”

“Ahehahahaha! B-Bahahahchira!” Soft hiccups mixed with Chigiri’s giggle fits, resembling the squeaks he was making- just softer and higher pitched. “Juhuhuhuhust ihihihinihihiitial!”

“But I already wrote half my name! Hang on- I’m almost done.” Bachira colored the last ‘A’ In his name, snorting when Chigiri grabbed his wrist. “Hehe, too much?”

“Juhuuhst…juhuhuhust a sehehehecond.” Chigiri rested his forehead against his legs, gasping for breath. His entire body felt tingly- even if it was only his knee getting tickled. Looking up, he met Bachira’s smiling face with a tired smile. “Hohoohw…how muhuhuch do you hahahve left?”

“Just one more detail. No looking though!” Bachira covered his work with a hand. “Sit back- I’ll be done in just a moment.”

Chigiri eyed him suspiciously before doing just that, already giggling when Bachira pressed his marker down. “Ahehaha! Juhuuhust fihiihhinihsh alhhehheady.”

“Aaaaand, done!” Bachira tapped the newest creation with the marker, capping it closed. “Tada! Take a look!”

Chigiri groaned, exhausted from the entire event. Slowly, he stretched out his leg, taking in Bachira’s work.

Sure enough, there was a smiley face, big eyed with an equally massive smile and cheeks. He even had little eyebrows. Below that was Bachria’s name, the ‘I’ dotted with a misshapen heart. The ink was fading in and out- some parts near invisible compared to others, and when he tugged his pant leg up further to get a better look, it stretched some.

A bit of a mess for a signature, but a sweet gesture all the same.

“Do you like it? Huh?” Bachira asked, bouncing on his knees. Chigiri stared at it for some time before he turned to the other, a shy smile on his lips.

“I love it. Thank you.”

~~~

“Making shorts? Isn’t it still winter?” Kunigami asked some time later when he found Chigiri carefully cutting around the knee of his pant leg. “Huh- they let you do that here?”

“I got the okay from Ego. He gave me new pants.” Chigiri reassured him as he finished the last cut, gathering up the freshly cut cloth band, Bachira’s art piece centered in the middle. “Besides- it’s worth it.”

He wore that little leg band at every game since.

Thanks for reading!

#Blue lock #chigiri hyoma #bachira meguru #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #Drawing on knees akrekjarjkeark #this honestly could be read either romantic or platonic whatever floats your boat earjejrajrjea #Thank you so much friend for inspiring this fic and being such a big part of it :)

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𓆩⟡𓆪 MEGURU BACHIRA 𓆩⟡𓆪 NSFW ALPHABET

ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩

warnings: aged up 18+ NSFW(MDNI), FEM!reader, letters removed that I felt were repetitive, I used a lot of kink terminology for letter K so feel free to reference google if need be.

BLUE LOCK M.LIST | enjoy my little freaks 🧸- aria

ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩

୭౿ A is for Aftercare

Meguru’s idea of aftercare is just showering together and snuggling to bed. He washes your hair and body for you, and lets you help him get himself. He’ll rub your tummy and spoon you from behind, always letting you have more blanket than him. Thanks you for being so good for him, letting him make you feel good, and making him feel good as well. Peppers you with kisses, when you guys are in the shower he’ll kiss all up and down your body as he washes you off (threatening another round as he kisses your inner thigh, where both of your releases still reside before he scrubbed it away)

୭౿ B is for Body Part

Bachira’s favorite body part on himself is his dick. He isn’t too concerned with the size or girth, it’s enough for him not to worry. What he likes about it is that it has so many uses. Jerking off, fucking you, fucking your mouth, fucking your thighs, fucking your tits, fucking into a pair of your panties, getting stroked by your soft hands, cumming on your face, cumming inside you, cumming on you anywhere. His favorite body part of yours is either your tits or your thighs. Actually, he loves them both equally! They both are squishy and fuckable, and you blush like the cutest thing in the world whenever he plays with them!

୭౿ C is for Cum

Bachira loves cum, his or yours. Doesn’t have a breeding kink, but nothing feeds his possessive nature like filling you up with his cum does. In his eyes, it truly makes you his.

୭౿ D is for Dirty Secret

Bachira’s dirty secret is that he has a mental list of people he wants you guys to have a threesome with. He’s afraid to ever bring it up because he isn’t sure if you or the other people would be interested. He likes the idea of sharing you, being shared, dominating multiple people at once, or trying his best to be a good boy for two mommy’s. If he was to throw another guy in the mix he’d prefer if they were also into guys (I headcanon meguru as bi/pan/fluid sorry not sorry)

୭౿ E is for Experience

If you guys started dating in high school then I doubt he had much experience. If it was post blue lock then he definitely has had his fair share of hookups. Everyone wants to be with the star football player, he’s given so many girls the best sex of their lives but they never stick around bc they find him weird :( please love this boy and let him get his freak on

୭౿ F is for Favorite Position

Any position where he can stick his dick inside of you is a good position in his mind. If he had to pick he’d honestly say missionary. He gets to hold your legs up, snap his hips into yours as fast as he wants, AND look at that gorgeous face? It’s the perfect neutral for him and if you guys can’t decide on anything else he’s more than happy to stick to the classics. having you on top is another favorite, riding him in any direction. Prefers when you’re facing him so you can wrap your hands around his neck while you use his cock as your own personal dildo.

୭౿ G is for Goofy

He’s a silly guy what can I say! Always giggling during sex, whether it’s over a little mistake that was made, the awkwardness of trying something new, or the funny sounds the two of you let out sometimes. He doesn’t take anything too seriously and sex isn’t an exception.

୭౿ H is for Hair

He’s either been putting it off for way too long or he’s completely bald. It’s something he tends to forget about, especially if it doesn’t bother you. But then sometimes he’ll be in the shower like “oh shit, I should probably shave.” He’s a clean boy though. He does not care if you have hair anywhere on your body let’s be fr this boy is too sweet and genuine to care about such trivial things.

୭౿ I is for Intimacy

Sex is always intimate for you two. Bachira does everything he can to make it so sex is nothing but time for the two of you to be wholly together no matter what is it you’re doing. He’s constantly whispering I love you’s and giving you soft kisses and touches in between his aggressive thrusts. Is also always asking if you’re ok with whatever he’s doing.

୭౿ J is for Jack Off

Megu loves jerking off to you! He is always snapping pics of you whether you’re under him, on top of him, changing, showering, just existing anywhere looking absolutely gorgeous. The hidden folder of his camera roll would make people think he was your stalker, not your boyfriend. He can jerk off to any picture of you honestly, doesn’t have to be a sexual one. He’s a panty thief as well. Holding up his phone in one hand, a picture of you in your uniform looking at him all surprised, a pair of your lace panties wrapped around his length as he strokes himself up and down, moaning your name as he touches his base and dragging it out until he squeezes his tip. He could do that all day.

୭౿ K is for Kinks

AHHH he’s a kinky boy!!! He’s the most die hard switch ever so he’s either in daddy mode or puppy mode there’s no in between. Ropes and bondage, praise kink to the max giving and receiving, consensual non-consent, breath play, impact play (not too aggressive), orgasm control, overstimulation, and on top of all that he is down to try anything at least once. He just loves being intimate with you and getting to explore all your different turn ons and turn offs. Will always make sure you are comfortable when trying something new and if it isn’t your thing that’s totally fine!

୭౿ M is for Motivation

Bachira is always down to fuck, but the times where he needs to initiate are triggered by certain things. Likes knowing you’re his, wearing his shirts, jerseys, hoodies, pants, all affirms that for him which makes him wanna bend you over and fuck you full of his cum to seal the deal. Watching you eat certain foods, anything involving slurping or sucking makes him wish it was his dick you were shoving in your mouth instead. Red lipstick, mascara, anything he can smear on your fucked out face later. He’ll purposely do things to piss you off just so you can yell at him and he can get a punishment (but then begs you to let him cum and swears he’s been a good boy, yeah ok)

୭౿ N is for No

Bachira truly doesn’t have any no’s or limits. At the most, he isn’t really into being TOO physically aggressive. He likes it to an extent, is really into impact play and thinks pain is a turn on giving or receiving but he would never want to leave a scar on you or cause you to have any genuine injuries.

୭౿ O is for Oral

Bachira becomes the definition of pussy drunk when he goes down on you. He’s really nasty with it too, will spit on you and droll all over you, lapping up your cum and arousal just to spit it back out. Moans and whimpers while doing it bc he is so turned on, ruts his hips against whatever he can like a dog. Loves watching you gag on his cock just as much. Wants to cum all over your face, lick it off of you, and spit all of it back into your mouth. Such a dirty boy my god

୭౿ P is for Pace

He can do any pace but honestly going slow is dreadful for him. Feels like he’s teasing and can’t stand it when he’s on a mission to make you cum as fast as possible and as many times as possible.

୭౿ Q is for Quickie

Quickies are a yes for him! He’s needy and sometimes he just needs to feel your warm wet cunt wrapped around him as soon as humanly possible. Will do it anywhere, any time, whatever you want.

୭౿ R is for Risk

Bachira is all about the risk! He gets really turned on thinking about the two of you potentially getting caught. Will always drag you into dangerous situations, his hand down your pants at family dinners, bending you over some random bed in someone else’s house, loves fucking you in the locker rooms just before the rest of the team is about to end practice. He times himself to see how fast and how many times he can make you cum, be careful with this one.

୭౿ S is for Stamina

Never gets tired, it’s kind of concerning. He can go for hours if you let him. He also never stops cumming. He does get to a point where he’s shooting blanks but he won’t let that stop him.

୭౿ T is for Toys

Bachira has lots of toys! Not that all of them get used regularly in the bedroom, but he’s a bit of a collector. He’s into the novelty of sex toys and will want to use all of them at least once. Vibrators, cuffs (fluffy pinks ones bc they look so cute on you (and him)) ropes, blindfolds, paddles, cock rings, pumps, harnesses, clamps, wireless panty sets (his favorite, loves taking you to do mundane things while he gets to watch you struggle at his will)

୭౿ U is for Unfair

When he’s being especially dominant he can be extremely unfair. Will edge you for hours, relishing in the sound of your begging cries. Will sometimes straight up pull out mid fuck just to mess with you. He full on gets dressed and goes about his day/night as if he wasn’t just balls deep inside you on the cusp of your orgasm. Won’t let you cum until the begging gets to him which honestly doesn’t take too long bc he can’t resist you but he still likes to mess with your little heart.

୭౿ V is for Volume

Oh man is he loud. Meguru is more than willing to express any sound you draw out of him, wanting you to know how good you make him feel. Loves moaning right up in your ear. If you’re doming him he’s a blabbering whimpering mess.

୭౿ W is for Wildcard

He’s really into role play! Likes when you dress up in different outfits, also loves when you cosplay different characters. Wants to act out all his wildest fantasies and let you do the same, he thinks it’s important to bring fun into the bedroom.

୭౿ X is for X-Ray

He stands at about 6 inches and he’s got a good amount of girth. He curves slightly upwards, not too noticeable.

୭౿ Y is for Yearning

You are the light of this guys life and whenever he isn’t with you he wishes he was. No one treats him as good as you do! When he’s away for games he spends a good chunk of his alone time jerking off to you (will call you while he does it just so he can show you how much he misses you)

୭౿ Z is for Zzz

Sex doesn’t tire him out too much so he doesn’t fall asleep immediately unless you do. If you fall asleep he’ll do whatever he has to do as fast as possible so he can snuggle into bed with you and drift off in your arms.

Sorry I’ve been MIA this week work as been rough and I’ve been too tired to finish this but here I am! Also working on something for bsd Dazai and the wind breaker boys bc I just remembered I can’t ONLY write for blue lock 😭

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