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handsome-n-hot-boys · 2 years ago
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priceglobal · 3 months ago
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itsaleph · 2 years ago
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Kai Young
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frnkiebby · 10 months ago
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Literally me and Frank again!!! (I'm delusional and me tally unstable)
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this fucking video. THIS FUCKING VIDEO.~🎃
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handsome-n-hot-boys · 1 year ago
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priceglobal · 8 months ago
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My POV
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itsaleph · 1 year ago
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@gio_ofcial
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bemydeathcult · 8 months ago
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strangelove (will you give it to me?)
my best friend phoenix wright loosely inspired by this lovely piece !! in love with how this turned out <3
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sfde8871 · 13 days ago
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Tommy
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handsome-n-hot-boys · 1 year ago
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hagenwo43 · 26 days ago
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itsaleph · 1 year ago
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@emninene
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underwearchronicles · 3 months ago
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callmeblake · 2 years ago
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Taken in portland.
sweater pic of Frank from June 9th, 2018
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i2rizz · 3 months ago
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Underground Fight Club AU! Pt.1
Fandom: Blue lock | masterlist
Characters: boxer!Nagi x reader
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The underground fight scene was always a chaos-fueled mess of shouting, sweat, and adrenaline. The air in the dimly lit basement venue was thick, the crowd packed shoulder to shoulder around the makeshift ring, where two fighters circled each other like predators. The sharp clang of fists meeting skin reverberated, punctuated by roars of approval from the audience.
You stood by the edge of the crowd, arms crossed, trying to keep your expression neutral. It was hard not to wince every time the larger fighter landed a hit, even though you knew Nagi Seishiro—your boyfriend—was more than capable of handling himself.
“Relax,” Reo said beside you, leaning casually against the wall. He always looked unbothered, but that smirk of his showed he enjoyed these fights a little too much. “Nagi’s got this in the bag. As always.”
“Doesn’t mean I have to like watching him get punched,” you muttered.
Reo chuckled, but you barely noticed, too focused on the ring.
Nagi moved like a shadow, his tall frame deceptively agile as he dodged his opponent’s strikes. His silver-white hair was slightly disheveled, sticking to his forehead as he danced around the other fighter with a bored expression.
You had no idea why Nagi fought in these underground matches—he didn’t care about the money or the glory. He claimed it was “something to do,” a way to stave off boredom. And yet, as much as he downplayed it, you couldn’t deny the sharp focus in his eyes when he fought.
The other guy—a heavily muscled brute with tattoos snaking up his arms—lunged forward with a wild swing. Nagi sidestepped effortlessly, almost lazily, before landing a quick jab to the man’s ribs. The crowd erupted in cheers as his opponent stumbled, clutching his side.
“See?” Reo said smugly. “He’s fine.”
You shot him a glare. “I’ll believe that when this is over.”
It didn’t take long for Nagi to finish the fight. With one last devastating hook, his opponent crumpled to the ground, groaning in pain. The referee stepped in to call the match, raising Nagi’s arm in victory. The crowd roared their approval, some chanting his name as others scrambled to collect their winnings.
You exhaled a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding and pushed your way through the crowd to meet him.
Nagi was leaning against the ropes, his expression as unreadable as ever, though you noticed the slight grimace when he rolled his shoulder.
“You good?” you asked, your voice softer now.
“Yeah,” he said, his tone as casual as if you’d asked him about the weather. “Just a little sore.”
“Come on,” you said, grabbing his hand. “Let’s get you patched up.”
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The two of you ended up in a quiet corner of the venue, away from the noise and chaos. You sat him down on a battered wooden bench and pulled out the small first-aid kit you always brought to his fights.
“You don’t have to do this, you know,” you said as you carefully cleaned a cut on his cheek.
“Do what?”
“Fight. Risk getting hurt.”
He tilted his head slightly, his lazy gaze meeting yours. “It’s not that bad. And it’s kinda fun.”
You rolled your eyes, pressing a little harder than necessary with the antiseptic wipe. He winced but didn’t pull away.
“Fun? You call getting punched in the face fun?”
He shrugged. “It’s not like I lose.”
“That’s not the point, Sei.”
He sighed, his large hands resting on his knees. “I don’t get why you worry so much. You know I can handle myself.”
“I know,” you said, your voice quieter now. “But I still hate seeing you get hurt.”
For a moment, he didn’t say anything, just watched you with that calm, unreadable expression. Then, slowly, he reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
“You’re too nice, you know that?” he murmured.
“And you’re too reckless,” you shot back, though your cheeks warmed at the gesture.
Once you finished patching him up, the two of you sat in comfortable silence, the distant noise of the crowd fading into the background. Nagi leaned back against the wall, his long legs stretched out in front of him, while you rested your head on his shoulder.
“Hey,” he said after a while, his voice softer than usual.
“Yeah?”
“Thanks.”
You tilted your head to look up at him. “For what?”
“For always being here. For... caring.”
His words were simple, but they carried a weight that made your chest tighten. Nagi wasn’t the type to express his emotions often, so moments like these felt rare and precious.
“Someone has to look out for you,” you said, smiling softly.
He turned his head slightly, his lips brushing against your forehead in a fleeting kiss. “Guess I’m lucky it’s you.”
You didn’t reply, instead letting the warmth of his presence and the steady rhythm of his breathing ease the lingering tension. In that moment, under the dim lights of the underground venue, it felt like the rest of the world didn’t matter.
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I enjoy writing for bllk a lil too much.. btw this will have smth like parts of this au where i write it w diff characters!
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sensational-blue · 9 months ago
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A NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHES
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I have been loving @burrotello 's Boxer! AU so very much I just had to make a version of Peri for it. The entire AU is so cool and I feel that our girl would be a ballerina-turned-kickboxer named "Black Swan".
Here are some sketches, height chart, and ult stuff I thought to include as well.
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I had a ton of fun thinking up Peri's story in this (despite not knowing much on the OG AU story) so I hope y'all enjoy it
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