#blue lock bachira meguru

[miyakiwiii]

SYPNOSIS: WHEN BLUE LOCK BOYS TRY TO MAKE YOU LOVE THEM.. BY DOING LOVE AND COURTSHIP SONGS FOR YOU.

JUST PUREEEE FLUFF. GN READER!

OTOYA,BACHIRA,NAGI,ISAGI.

REMINDER! THIS IS AN HEADCANON THINGY :3

OTOYA EITA

Ong this dude will come on pure prepared.

Bro's a nepo baby ofc he has allat

He would probably know how to play the guitar

Sings all the time from what ive seen in his back story..

You were just sitting normaly in your balcony, enjoying the breeze of the fresh air that comes to overhaul your senses- untill a vibration from a... mic was heard?

You looked down, you can see who appears to be... huh, otoya eita.

"Yo' [name]." He says as the mic vibrates its way through your ears.

You were almost gonna laugh because he almost looks like kid justin bieber with that fit.

And infact... he did sing that one song from justin bieber.

After all his antics, he takes a breath and responds with-

"do you love me?' Oh how, can you deny him?

(totally not a redflag)

BACHIRA MEGURU

Bro has his monster to strum his guitar for u

Just kidding..

His voice might be actually good..

Bro's dressed up all formal for this..

He's probably prepared and his mom probably gives him support if hes nervous

HES LOWK EXCITED.

Made his own song with his monster..

His mom helped him.

Sooo silly.

You were walking with your friend in the park, it was a nice and sunny day. Chatting with your friend as you suddenly heard your name called.

"Hey [name]! I have somethin' to tell you.." it was bachira!

Your eyes looked confused because.. why was he holding a boquet of flowers and.. a guitar?

Your friend nudged you on the shoulder as they laughed looking at you from the side.

"Me and my monster made this song for you!" Thats sweet... wait what monster?

"ANNNNNNDD-" OKAY. Lets cut to the chase.

He was genuinely so sweet and he pulled you moments after he was done singing his heart and his monsters heart for you.

Did you accept it? Ofc.

But your friend was just standing like

🚹

After bachira pulled you away..

NAGI SEISHIRO

He will ZNOT even try

Reo helped him with allat and he probably had the idea and forced nagi into doing it for you.

Made him wear allat suit thingies blah blah blah..

Reo bought flowers, chocolates EVERYTHING that a girl would love just for nagi to success into getting you

Credits to reo

His voice would probably so quiet the mic cant even process it and just turns it into gush a gush of wind like: BRSHHH

You were just chilling in your couch when oh so suddenly- bam. There was a noise that felt like someone had barged in your door.

You got up slowly and went to the kitchen, getting a pan and walking slowly to the door.

You almost hit a person- wait nagi? With the pan as he stares at the pan nonchalantly(nonchalant core ka nalang sige)

Well, he gives you a basket of flowers,chocolates,etc while you just stand there looking all confused and shit like 'what?'

Oh boy, this is gonna be sooo long.

ISAGI YOICHI

Normalest one yet

Has that gentleman aura fr(even if hes not in the top 3 gentle man in bllk)

He lowk gives me that normal filipino harana vibes(oo nga kaya nga harana pangalan diba)

Has an average voice, but can sing and control his vocals pretty well

He's gonna be holding a banner that says 'WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?' Like a prom typa thingy

His mom baked cookies for u...

You were just laying down in your bed, scrolling through tiktok when your bell had rang-

"Huh, i wonder who can that be.. or is it just my mail..?" You say to yourself, standing up from your bed, going downstairs and finally... facing the door.

It was none other than....

Isagi?

"Oh hey! Uhm- [name]!" He says as he scratches the back of his neck.

"Uhh.. hey isagi, whats with the formal look?" You ask, looking up and down, observing his clothing.

"Ive been wanting to tell you this but-" he suddenly pulls out a guitar in the nearby bushes, and you were just standing akwardly while he plays-

And lets cut to the chase yet again.

"So yeah.." he suddenly pulls out a board, written on it is 'will you go out with me?' While below is a yes or no.

Your choice to accept it, jk you did accept it.

I think i have idk cheese?

[bokutosbabe]

I'd you're still doing these match-up may i have one?

Top artist: Friday Pilots Club (We Don't Wanna Talk was my top song by them)

Top song: Breathing Underwater by Hot Milk

Happy Holidays and a very Merry New Year!

happy holidays!!

if your top artist was friday pilots club and your top song was breathing underwater by hot milk, i’d pair you with…

meguru bachira

જ⁀♡⊹｡° drown out the doubt

♡ a/n — for my spotify wrapped event! - masterlist -

♡ content — meguru bachira x gn! reader, gn! reader, mentions of bachira's demon, set before he leaves for blue lock ( but not stated ), reader and bachira are friends

♡ synopsis — for a long time bachira meguru has only had one friend: his demon. but now that you've come along, what can he do when his demon starts slipping away?

You always wondered what was going on inside Bachira’s head.

It wasn’t hard to notice how different he was, how his energy burned hotter and brighter than anyone else’s, like a star teetering on the edge of imploding. He was loud, a little unhinged, and he had this way of moving—on and off the field—that felt almost otherworldly. Like there was something just beneath the surface, pulling the strings.

But then there were the quieter moments, the ones that kept you coming back. The way his smile softened when the noise died down. How he lingered when everyone else left, gazing out at nothing in particular.

That’s when you started to notice the cracks.

He told you once, almost in passing, that he didn’t really need anyone. That he had someone—or something—inside him that kept him going, no matter what. His “demon,” he’d said, his voice unnervingly light for such a confession. You thought he was joking at first, but the way his golden eyes gleamed made you second-guess yourself.

Over time, you found yourself spending more and more time with him, like gravity pulling you into his orbit.

“You’re weird,” he said one day, sitting beside you on the sidelines after practice.

“You’re one to talk.”

Bachira grinned, his teeth flashing in the late afternoon sun. “Maybe I like weird people.”

You rolled your eyes but didn’t move away. You never did.

For Bachira, you were a complication.

He liked things simple. If people didn’t understand him, that was fine. If they called him crazy, even better. It was easier that way—being alone. It hurt sometimes, sure, but it was a familiar kind of hurt. Predictable.

But then you came along, all patience and kindness and unwavering presence. You started filling the silences he used to keep for his demon. You asked questions no one else bothered to ask, and worse, you listened.

And for the first time in a long time, Bachira felt something he couldn’t explain.

He didn’t like it.

Because the more you stayed, the quieter his demon became.

And that scared the hell out of him.

It was raining the night it all came to a head. You’d found Bachira sitting alone outside the dorms, his head tilted back as if the rain would wash away whatever was eating at him.

“Bachira,” you called softly, holding your umbrella over him. “What are you doing out here?”

He didn’t answer right away, his eyes fixed on some distant point in the night sky. When he finally looked at you, there was something raw in his gaze. Something you weren’t sure you’d ever seen from him before.

“You’re gonna catch a cold if you keep staring at me like that,” he teased, but his voice lacked its usual playfulness.

You crouched beside him, ignoring the rain soaking through your knees. “What’s wrong?”

He let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head. “You’re still here.”

“Of course I’m still here.”

Bachira’s smile wavered, his fingers twitching against his knees. “Maybe you shouldn’t be.”

“What are you talking about?”

He leaned closer, so close you could see the faint tremor in his hands. “You’re making it hard for me, y’know. You’re making it hard for me to hold on.”

“To what?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“My demon.”

The words hung between you, heavy and unfamiliar. You stared at him, trying to make sense of what he was saying.

“I’ve always had it,” he continued, his voice quiet and trembling, like he was confessing something shameful. “It’s always been there for me. But now… now it’s different.”

“What’s different?”

“You,” he said simply. “You make it quiet.”

Your heart clenched at the vulnerability in his tone. “Is that a bad thing?”

“I don’t know.” His voice cracked, and for the first time, you saw the boy beneath the chaos. The boy who had learned to survive on his own, even when it broke him. “I don’t know what I’d be without it.”

You reached for him then, your hand brushing against his. “You don’t have to figure it out alone.”

Bachira looked at you like you’d just told him the world was ending. His fingers twitched beneath yours, like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to pull away or hold on tighter.

“I don’t wanna lose it,” he whispered. “But I don’t wanna lose you either.”

You squeezed his hand, anchoring him in the storm. “You won’t.”

Bachira didn’t say anything after that, his gaze dropping to your intertwined hands. For the first time in a long time, the demon in his chest was silent.

And for the first time, he thought that maybe—just maybe—he didn’t need it anymore.

one of my longer ones for this event, but i really enjoyed writing it!

i hope you liked it!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

[mavrintarou]

[Daddes in December] Bachira Meguru

Meguru is so daddy, tell me otherwise.

Warning: aged-up Meguru, smut

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At any given time, Meguru’s large hands are always fondling your breasts. While you’re cooking, while you’re brushing your teeth, while you’re both trying to watch a movie, and especially during sex. It was his comfort, he needed to cup your tits to sleep.

It was inevitable.

At first, you found his obsession with your breasts an annoyance. Meguru acted without any regard for filters or awareness of the consequences of his actions, doing whatever he pleased. He would forget you guys are in public and before you knew, his hand was already cupping your breast in front of your friends and or family.

After much coaching and reminding, he was able to control his urges in public.

It wasn’t until you became pregnant with his child that his obsession with your tits increased and you were able to use it to your advantage.

At seven months pregnant, your breast ached and Meguru was the only one who could massage it to your liking.

When he discovered that you began to lactate, his yellow eyes glowed. His lips latched onto a nipple and before you could stop him, he was already suckling, enjoying the liquid being extracted.

“Hmm,” he groans, switching over to the other side. His fingers tweaked at the wet puckered nipple he just abused.

The back of your hand covers your mouth but it doesn’t muffle the moan escaping. Your libido has increased tremendously with your pregnancy and Meguru assisted to the best of his abilities every time.

“Megu –“ you cried out, cumming from the mere suckling of his mouth. “Wait… no –“

His hand tugged at your maternity pants, the damp wetness on your panties had him grinning from ear to ear. “You came just from me suckling? Dirty girl.” He licks the corner of his mouth, licking away the breast milk that smeared all over his face. His finger dipped into your pussy, making you moan.

“Please… Megu… your cock… just your cock… fill me…”

“Yes, my love, anything you want.” He tugged his joggers down enough to free his cock and pulls you up to straddle his thighs. With your bulging belly in the way, he guides you to settle onto his cock, filling you exactly how you wanted.

His breath shakes as he chuckles, pressing his forehead against your chest. “You feel so good wrapped around my cock. So perfect… I can just stay inside of you all day.”

“Meguru… need you to massage my breasts…” you begged, watching the tips of your nipples leaking with beads of milky fluid.

“Ah, yes… sorry love, I got distracted.” He reached for your breasts, squeezing them and flinching when they squirt at his shirt. “Woah!” he squeezed again, amazed.

You leaned back, rolling your hips slightly. “Yes – that feels amazing.”

Meguru’s grip on your breast tightens as he thrusts upward, rocking deep into you. “Ah – Y/n…” he collapses back onto the couch, groaning as he fills your pussy. “Love cumming inside you…” He stares at your chest, “is it normal for you to produce milk already?”

“Yes, I’m getting closer to the end of the pregnancy, my body is preparing for the baby.”

Meguru pouted, “so I have to share?”

.

It was futile.

You just go about your business as you nurse your daughter on your left breast and Meguru on your right.

. . .

E/n: short but nasty lol

>>> @queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

[nogenderbee]

Boyfriend headcanons with reo, chigiri, and bachira maybe??

Sure! Sorry for this being a bit short but I hope you'll like it either way!

Bachira, Chigiri, Reo boyfriend headcanons

TagList: @miya-akane

⊱ bf!Bachira who will bother you at random moments just because he wanted a bit of your attention or affection

⊱ bf!Bachira who's literally acting like you child more than actual partner

⊱ bf!Bachira who instead of handing you small gifts or something you asked for will throw it after yelling "catch!"

⊱ bf!Bachira who'll take you on random and unexpected dates

⊱ bf!Bachira who always has arm wrapped around your neck or waist whenever you're in public

⊱ bf!Bachira who won't hesitate to scream "THEY'RE MINE" if someone tries to flirt with you

⊱ bf!Bachira who'll drag you out of bed early just because he wants to spend as much time with you as he can

⊱ bf!Bachira who'll tell you how his monster thinks you're absolutely perfect for each other

⊱ bf!Chigiri who brings you flowers at least once a week

⊱ bf!Chigiri who'll lend you his hoodie or jacket whenever he sees you shivering

⊱ bf!Chigiri who you can share your morning and night routine with

⊱ bf!Chigiri who always opens the door for you

⊱ bf!Chigiri who'll do both of your hairs in the morning and he always does it aesthetically and with care

⊱ bf!Chigiri who has at least one matching outfits with you

⊱ bf!Chigiri who splits pinkies with you whenever you two are in public but he doesn't want to be too force too much PDA on you

⊱ bf!Chigiri who'll let you paint his nails, especially if the two of you will have som kind of matching like that

⊱ bf!Chigiri who gives you the best outfit recommendation before any ocassion or even dates!

⊱ bf!Reo who'll give you expensive gifts and act as if they're nothing compared to all the love you're giving him

⊱ bf!Reo who always puts you above everything else

⊱ bf!Reo who'll be clingy on early mornings, wanting to cuddle for just a bit longer

⊱ bf!Reo who splits your fingers together whenever you're holding hands

⊱ bf!Reo who'll treat you like a royalty to show how much respect and love he has for you

⊱ bf!Reo who adores hugging you from behind while you do your hair, makeup or cook

⊱ bf!Reo who's sucker for kisses on the back of your hand

⊱ bf!Reo who'll gladly dance with you, even in the rain if it's for short time and you won't get sick

⊱ bf!Reo who's smile never fades away when he's around you

❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉

[switch4roo]

Happy birthday to these two

[ninja-crybaby]

love how they did this shot - isagi just looks like he’s meeting his partner after class or some shit. fucker is leaning all casual, like he’s not been fighting for his life to get back to Bachira.

there’s no indication as to how long he’s been just waiting there - could be 5 minutes, could be an hour.

could he hear bachira’s and rin’s previous conversation about bachira’s football style and how dependant it is on others? probably not through how thick the walls/door looks, but he was also not suprised to see rin there too.

either he heard them both on the training pitch, or he just new that bachira would gravitate to the strongest player there.

i love bachira’s shock here. it’s not like he ever doubted that isagi would come back, i just think he expected it to take longer. look at how serious isagi looks here, too. bachira gets to see just how much he means to isagi and how driven isagi has been to get him back.

it’s actually only been 4 days since the two were separated (i think i’ve worked that out right), and isagi has come a long way in that time.

i love how well their relationship works - they’re honest with each other from the very beginning and we’ve seen the lengths they’ll go for the other. well, we’ve seen it with isagi, and we’ll see it with bachira if the next chapters are any indication. it’s rare to see a relationship so build on trust and just knowing the other person inside and out. i love it.

[moonartemisia]

Sweet little bumblebee :3

[dreamlessimp]

— candy apple

bachira meguru x reader | 0.7k

you seemed upset, and bachira wanted to help

bachira had been counting throughout the day—and you’d barely smiled the whole time. he was able to count the amount of smiles you had cracked on his hands. 

he decided this was unusual of you, especially when you hardly laughed at his antics. he’d upped the absurdity of his actions and clearly, you either had been too spaced out to notice, or just plain didn’t care.

a half-lucky break was that you probably weren’t mad at him. while you had barely smiled at him, the same applied to everyone else. with a bit of relatively-secretive observation, bachira figures you likely weren’t mad at anyone.

not at all used to this, and upset that you were clearly upset, bachira needed a plan. and finally, one came to him as he peered into the hand of the girl in front of him, and saw her about to eat an apple.

as soon as the bell sounded, bachira ran through the crowd of students to make his way to you before you were able to leave.

once caught up, he got your attention by lightly holding your shoulder, prompting you to turn around confused.

“huh-?” you recognized him as your friend and your face settled. “oh, meguru. hi.”

“hi!” he waved, before walking through the crowd checking behind him every once in a while to make sure you were following and keeping up. 

once out, he stopped and turned to you. “wait here please!”

“okay.” you responded, confused. 

as he ran off to do whatever it was he thought of, you sat down on the bench he’d stopped in front of. no matter how confusing, he was certainly considerate.

you weren’t angry—at anyone. well, maybe you were, at yourself. you hadn’t slept much and it all had built up. you sort of crashed that day, and it was obvious bachira had noticed.

no matter how tired you were though, you couldn’t help but smile at his oh-so obvious attempts to make you do so.

running up the block, bachira had a set destination in mind. he’d run to the train station, and if he was lucky, he’d find a stand selling candied apples. 

it had happened before, him finding them on the day he knew he wanted something sweet of their sort.

along the way, he passed the store he knew his mom had sent him to go to after school—but, this was somehow more important. you weren’t happy and why wouldn’t he do what he could to help?

still, he mentally crossed his fingers that he wouldn’t forget and be sent back by his mom later.

after a bit more running, he came to a halt in front of the train station. finally having arrived. walking through the door and looking around, a grin grew on his face as his eyes landed on exactly the stand he was looking for.

one exciting transaction later, bachira had a candied apple in both hands, took a bite of the one in his left, and began for where he never doubted you’d be waiting on the bench.

bachira quickly returned to you, happy to see you on the bench scrolling on your phone. 

“hey!” he yelled from afar, causing you to glance up from his contact open on your phone. you had spent the last few minutes contemplating calling him and asking if he was coming back. it was with a pleasant relief that he was, though in no way a surprise.

once he made his way to you, you waved and smiled—just making bachira’s smile even bigger. “hi, i thought you weren’t coming back.”

his lips pursed as if offended. “of course i’d come back.” he laughed and held out the candy apple from his right hand. your eyes lit up just a bit upon accepting, forcing bachira to rub his eyes in confirmation.

you nodded. “right, you would.” 

“i��ll walk you home?” he offered. the two of you didn’t live all that far apart, and you were happy to accept.

“yeah.” you unknowingly grinned as you spoke, and bachira mentally gave himself a pat on the back.

[ariyucake]

˗꒰ ✎ yandere spiderman bachira meguru ♬ ꒱˗

▹ format type; headcannon

▹ inspiration; tiktok😍

▹ warnings; horny horny so much horny oh and ig some violence probably a bit off ooc but issokey

˗꒰ ✎ when he first met you ♬ ꒱˗

-» bro was randomly in his superhero suit saving the day as always until he stumbled across you trying to comfort your friend who just got rejected by their crush.

« woah, that girl looks sosososo… pretty?! what?! » he was at a loss for words while staring at your ass and face.

-» then that day, he decided to stalk you, every, fucking, day.

-» couldn’t stop thinking abt you and even told isagi about you, isagi just sweat dropped and thought of this as some sweet love even though it’ll soon turn to obsession.

˗꒰ ✎ what he loooooves abt you <3333 ♬ ꒱˗

-» your body, your face, your eyes, lips— EVERYTHING!!! he loves everything about you, outside or inside— doesn’t matter! loves lives laughs and breaths you.

˗꒰ ✎ things he owns that reminds him of you ♬ ꒱˗

-» his mom was weirded out whenever bachira brought home some “things” in a box/backpack. when she took notice of this for the first time she asked him what was inside that box and he’d always reply; “my treasures!” ahhh, so cute

-» owns many printed framed pictures of you that he took, you were gorgeous~ absolutely stunning and beautiful. 100/10. that’s what he’d rate you.

-» when he found out where you lived he immediately broke in your home— messing with a few things here and there… good thing there were no cctvs! he went straight to YOUR bedroom and searched for your pencils, pens, and… panties. he couldn’t stop blushing for a long time even his mom and friends thought he was sick.

-» has a large figure collection of your favourite anime characters, and many more! he even plays the same games as you and tries to befriend on all of his accounts— and successfully does. you sent a cute “hi :D” and GOSH DID THAT MAKE HIS HEART BEAT GO BRR…!!!

˗꒰ ✎ his stalking methods ♬ ꒱˗

-» he installed a hidden camera fairly well in your room and stalked you doing whatever you do. his cock hardening every time you change. shit. shit. he was in public— he can’t be looking like a weirdo right now.. ahem.. act serious bachira…!

-» often goes out late at night with his superhero suit on— he takes his mask off for a breath and invades your home by opening the window. why didn’t you lock it, dummy? caresses your cheek ever so softly and stared at your sleeping state creepily. his face getting redder and redder by the second.. he just wants to.. strangle.. no..! hug.. kiss.. touc— anyway.

-» he stalks you wherever you go when he’s free. oh, who was that boy that accidentally spilled coffee on you and offered his extra white shirt to change at starbucks? bachira. who was that fine handsome young man that saved you from a car crashing straight at you? bachira. and.. who was that boy that joined your art class recently that likes to tease you? of course it’s bachira. soon enough he found out you were in the same highschool as him and decided to join one or more of your classes.

˗꒰ ✎ yandere spiderman bachira normal ending ♬ ꒱˗

« bachira? hey, why are you here at such a late time..? it’s like.. *yawn* one a.m…. or somethin— » you yelped when he suddenly hugged you out of the blue. just what did he want from you at such an hour…

« n/n.. i wanna stay with you for the night. please.. i got into some big fight with a crook and i’m… » he broke the hug and you looked straight at him— your lazy eyes widened once you saw his bruised face. it was bleeding! why was he like this?!

you immediately rushed him inside your home and slammed the door shut, locking it.

« sheesh, bachira, c’mere, let me fix you up. » « aww, y/n, so you do care for me… » wait, y/n? not your nickname? n/n?

« why’d you.. suddenly called me by my first name.? » « you pay attention to such small details n/n..— » « aaaand, you’re gonna say to not worry about anything. bachira, i’m worried for you— stop trying to get into fights! your mom is probably worried sick that you— » « your mom in law. not my mom. »

uh, what? what he said got a chokehold on you.. uhh… way to go bachira. now you ruined the sweet atmosphere.

« what.. w-what..!? » « n/n, i like you. i always did. » ah, so you can never have a boy best friend huh.

« i protect you from those crooks who got eyes on you— they’re literal creeps, yucky i know. but i’m only getting hurt just so you won’t get exploited.. »

wait, was he…? protecting you all this time… what! what?!!

« chira, i don’t understand, just what the heck are you— » he put a finger to your mouth, shushing you.

« do you accept? or not, n/n. » his expression had gone serious and you two were staring at each other for quite a while. what the hell was he trying to do.. hypnotise you with his good lucks? nah wtf.

« i dunno what to say, honestly. can you give me more time? » « n/n, i know you love me. don’t decline this request. i know you got no rizz and all bu— » you lightly flicked his forehead, half of his face was covered in bandaids and many more.

« hah, how could i ever say this.. yeah i like you, chira. but i don’t think we’re meant for each other. »

« we are, you just don’t know it yet but you’re my wife already! » « what…!!!! bachira! stop, you’re making me nervous..! »

he teased you, and eventually— you did reciprocate his feelings back and from that night on, you both started dating. unknown to you that he used to stalk you way before, and he would like it to stay that way.

i might make a part 2 for the good and bad endings idk

[manias-wordcount]

I Like You Too (Meguru Bachira x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘁

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Now, you like the boy. You really do. He’s funny, he’s sweet to you and he keeps things interesting. He visits you in between classes and talks to you outside of practice. He’s one of the only players to do so too. Not to mention, you always did find him rather cute. Not that he needed to know that of course. But at the end of the day, you do like Bachira. You truly, truly do. Until he jumps on your back and almost sends you flying at random points of the day. So this? 

 It’s not that it’s completely unexpected.

 “Manager-chan~!”

 But it’s not like you have eyes in the back of your head either.

 “Wait, Bachira-!” You try to get out merely seconds after you heard him call your name. It’s your own warming. And you’d consider it a mercy if it truly did anything besides warn you about the inevitable. And so, you were just barely able to turn your head to the side before something swift, hard, and sudden makes contact with your back “Oof!”

 In an instant, you’re sent stumbling on your feet as Bachira collides with you at what feels like his full force and running speed. Realistically, you know in the back of your head that it’s not considering you didn’t immediately eat the pavement upon collision. But that still doesn’t stop your eyes from going wide in surprise and the three Namikaze boys you were talking to earlier putting out their hands to catch you in case something happened.

 One hand clutches the clipboard you were holding, tight with your hand. While your other arm shoots out wildly as if preparing to break your own fall if it came down to it. It’s not the most ideal position to be in. Far from it, actually. But luckily and quite unluckily at the same time, you’re used to this. You’ve done this before. So you’ll do it again. Easily. Your mind catches up with all that’s happening around you. You take the knowledge that you’ve learned from previous Bachira Tackles and you use it well. You spread your legs shoulder-width apart and you plant your feet. You focus on balance- not letting yourself fall forward. And now, not letting yourself fall backward as pair of arms throw themselves around your shoulders and wrap around you tight.

 It takes a couple of seconds. Quick moments that happen so fast that you can barely process all that you’re thinking and doing. You’re just moving and moving and moving and moving and moving on autopilot. Just trying to survive. Just trying to live! Until finally, the dust settles. Your head slows downs alongside your mind and your body and pretty everything around you. And then? The dust clears.

 You now find yourself standing completely still with a grinning, cheering Bachira attached to your back. He weighs heavily on your shoulders. A weight that isn’t that unfamiliar but not the most common sensation either. You let out a quiet sigh, letting a beat pass in complete silence. And another. And another. And another. You’re only vaguely aware of some of the other boys you manage backing off now that they know you’re going to be okay by yourself. The second and third years are more than used to seeing this happen. Though that unlucky first year you were talking to earlier about practice schedules still was a little wet behind the ears when it came to seeing just how openly affectionate the ever-so eccentric Bachira was with you- their team manager.

 And speaking of boys you manage…

 “Bachira~,” You say, as sweetly as possible- stretching the syllables to give an added effect. It’s a tone you find yourself using often- especially with the younger, less-experienced members of the Namikaze Highschool soccer team- when they’re going against your orders. For most people, it’s enough to know that you’re not playing around. No matter how light-hearted your voice sounded, it was a clear show that your patience was being tested and that you were not the one to be trifled with. But unfortunately for you… “I won’t ask you again. Let. Go. Now.”

 “Hmmm…nope! ” 

 Bachira is not like most people. 

 A few pounds of additional weight is added to your body as Bachira tilts his head and rests it upon your shoulder. From this angle, he’s now closer- impossibly closer and you’re now very aware of just how warm your cheeks are and just how hard your clipboard is within your tight grip. In your head, you can’t help but grumble as your face twists up in a frown at his blatant refusal of your orders. He’s lucky he’s so handsome, you couldn’t help but think to yourself as the boy lets a look of pure bliss and triumph pass over his face. If you didn’t like him as much as you do, you would have totally smacked him by now!

  All around the two of you, practice is still going on in full swing. You can hear the head coach shouting directions and the assistant coach following up with further instructions about how to perform the newest set of drills being added to the list. Neither of them asks for Bachira back. Neither of them asks for Bachira to give you back either. But that doesn’t surprise you. That doesn’t surprise you one bit.

 They’ve always let him do his own thing. As long as he kept with the others, he would be in the clear. The only problem for you is that he doesn’t keep up with the others. He surpasses them. At first, nobody thinks of him as anything more than just a bright and bubbly character. A weird guy who just so happens to sleep any and everywhere. No one would ever imagine that he’s a demon on the field. Namikaze High’s weapon of mass destruction. And he keeps your team relevant. Winning. And it’s what keeps this position as the student team manager a valuable thing to keep on your resume for university applications. So maybe…maybe it’s not such a bad thing to keep him entertained. Besides, you could always-

 “Hey, Manager-chan.” 

 A poke to your cheek breaks you out of your thoughts. Your gaze refocuses to see Bachira’s bright yellow eyes staring at you as best as he can from over your shoulder. The single arm he now has wrapped around you squeezes tightly. Not enough to cause any harm but more than enough to let out a soft sound of surprise as he continues to poke your cheek with an excitable look on his face. Like a kid with too much energy. Like a man who had just struck gold.

 “You think too much.”

 Like a prodigy- still bursting and full of life.

 “Umm…” For a second, you’re not sure what to say. For the second after that, you’re not even sure if there’s anything for you to say. You look back at him and he’s eagerly awaiting your response. Attentively watching and waiting for you to say something back. And you’re suddenly reminded about why he’s here in the first place. 

 Bachira likes you. 

 How much and why? You were never quite able to understand. In fact, you don’t think you’ll ever come close to understanding. He’s an odd boy and he has a mind of his own. He’s not afraid of standing out and making a scene. He’s not afraid of his own strength and his own power. And as his team manager, you sought to help this part of him grow and grow off the field. You tried to help all the boys do the same actually. But in the end, it was Bachira that took to you and your efforts the most. During and outside of practice, he clings to you like he clings to no one else. He’ll talk to you in between classes. He’ll seek you out after school. And he’ll do this.

 Get a running start just to wrap his arms around you good and tight. As if you would leave if he let go. As if you would just disappear.

 You don’t know for sure, but you always did have a feeling. Somedays, your friends make jokes about how you’re possibly his only friend. Other days, you can’t help but be convinced they’re right. But as you look back at Bachira’s bright smile and even brighter eyes, you realized there’s a chance you’ll never know. If you’re all he has. If you’re something he wants. If you’re truly as special as you think- no, as you secretly hope to be to him. 

 “You know what Bachira?”

 Your cheeks start to warm again but you ignore it. Almost everything about this boy is still a mystery to you. And maybe it’ll stay that way until you both graduate. Or maybe it won’t. But even if everything and absolutely nothing changes, you think you can manage a few surprise piggyback rides here and there. After all, you like Bachira. A lot, actually.

 “I think you might be right.”

 “Of course, I am, Manager-chan. I know you too well!”

 And it seems like he really likes you too.

[okkalo]

dating bachira would involve him poking at a new bruise you have every time he sees you. doesn’t matter how purple or big your bruise is and he sure doesn’t care where he has to do it. you’ve learned to try to run or put up a fight, but that really only excites the male as he easily catches up and avoids your hits. stay safe out there bachira lovers 😔

[miyakiwiii]

BACHIRA HC'S

Girl.. he probably colored his hair with markers when he was a child..

Thats why he has piss hair now

Likes bees and ducks

Doesnt know what dolphins actually do 😢

He has a lot of spelling mistakes when typing.

Is the type to watch slime asmr videos

Is also the type to fall for the fake robux lives

He probably spams his roblox username

Just to get free robux..

Likes to eat lemon,Raw,WITH THE SKIN ON IT?😨

Doesnt know how to spell 'gorgeous'

Relationship hc's

Both big and small spoon.

Likes attention

"Hey (name)... give me attention, do that laterrrr!"

Would give you those ring pops and say

"Will you marry me?" Please accept the ring pop.

Aquarium and picnic dates (he almost got stung by a bee)

Would show pda 24/7 (only hand holding,cheek kissing, hugging, also lip pecks )

Would chat you goodmorning everyday

Likes to pull s/o around

"Hey! Hey! Look at that"

Please get him what he wants.

Physical touch lover :3

Ps: @sanestakaashistan i MAEK IT AMAJNA

[somnianyx]

ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — bachira meguru x gn!reader

| 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: bachira's last words engrave itself into your mind.

| 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: character death, established relationship, mention of food once, arguments, using Japanese honorifics (chan) bc I can't imagine bachira not doing that, not proofread

| 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: lana wants to know his last words.

Do you wanna know what Bachira's last words to you are?

Years of memories, years of love with disagreements here and there but all was resolved before going to bed. Cuddles and apologies exchanged to make up for the heated argument and mean comments that you both never meant.

Not this time. After all, how were you supposed to make up with a dead person?

It was just another silly argument. You never meant for it to escalate this far. You can't even remember what's it about because of how dumb it was.

"I hate you (Y/N)-chan! You're the worst! I wish I had taken that opportunity instead of being stuck in Japan with you!" Meguru fumed, grabbing his keys and jacket.

"Oh yeah?! I didn't tell you to reject them, did I?! Not my fault you were dumb!" You managed to let out before Meguru stormed off, slamming the front door of your apartment.

If you knew that'll be the last time you saw him, would you still be able to utter those words? Or would you chase after him, apologising for whatever you were arguing about and begged him to stay?

Everything feels so unreal. It feels just like yesterday that he was sitting at your table, waiting patiently for you with a cup of your favourite beverage and a hot cocoa for him, greeting you home like you're married and he's your cute househusband.

*"(Y/N)-chan! Welcome home!" He chirps, giving you a peck before taking your work bag from you and placing it on the nearest tabletop.

You pulled him in a hug, inhaling his scent like you hadn't seen each other in weeks. "I missed you, Meguru. How was practice?"*

And that's how you've always had your daily routine. Talking about each other's day while eating dinner together was how you spent your afternoon. How you thought it will always be for years to come.

Now here you are, putting a bouquet of his favourite flower in front of this stupid stone with his name etched on it. No way to amend for the words you said nor the glares you've given, living with the fact that he died on his way home with your favourite food and flowers to apologize even if it wasn't his fault.

"I hate you (Y/N)-chan! You're the worst! I wish I had taken that opportunity instead of being stuck in Japan with you!"

Does he really think so? You wonder if after all these times, he regretted not chasing his dream because of you. Were you some sort of iron weight chaining him down from his full potential to becoming the best dribbler in the world? Should you have let him go instead of being selfish?

You don't know.

That's what made it scarier.

You have the rest of your life to think about it because his words are stuck in your head, a constant reminder that it's your fault he didn't pursue his dreams, that it's because of a silly argument you started that he died.

He deserves so much more... yet you were ungrateful, taking your lover's presence for granted when many others would kill to be in your shoes.

Bachira Meguru was so sweet that it seems to be only right he leaves you haunted by his last words.

[hinagarasu]

Blue Lock Arabian Version ✨

[nogenderbee]

Hello!

May I request Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri and Nagi with an artist s/o?

Sure! I did small oneshots based on reader being artist since I figured it'll be more interesting than headcanons that'd most likely repeat... either way, I hope you like it!

Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Nagi with artist!reader

TagList: @miya-akane

Isagi really liked to see you paint. He found it amazing how you can make something so amazing with just brush and paint, it was only natural he wanted to see the process with his own eyes.

He always kept his distance tho... he didn't wanted to interrupt you or make you uncomfortable with his presence after all... so he was usually just sitting like 5 meters or so away from you to give you personal space you need.

But if you don't mind him being closed he'd love to sit right behind you. Like that he can watch you paint and hug you from behind at the same time!

"It's pretty... are you drawing scenery behind the window?"

"Yes, how did you know? These are just few shapes for now!"

"I know, I guess I'm getting a hang of your style~"

He said with a small proud smile on his face. He wasn't hiding how proud he was that he's finally getting used to your style in both paintings and sketches.

He likes to just put his head on your shoulder and rest there as he watches you swiftly moving your hand that's holding a brush, amazingly mixing all the colors into beautiful painting~

Bachira has really bad habit of being huge distraction when you're painting... so of course that's what he's also doing right now. You're a patient person so him practicing his play is silence wouldn't be a problem, or even if he tried having a chat with you.

Both if those options were happening but there was also him accidentally throwing his ball at you. That's what happened just now. His ball knocked the brush off your hand. Luckily it was just water on it so your floor or carpet was not damaged.

"Sorry Y/N! Try being more careful next time~"

"Bachira, I don't mind you practicing but can you let me paint?"

"I am! All I'm saying is that you'd notice it coming you if payed a little more attention to me."

"I will after I finish."

"Hm... how long it'll be untill you're done?"

He leaned behind you, now your head being next to each other as he looked at the painting proudly and yet, so impatiently.

"I just started. I'm gonna need at least 3 hours more."

"Then I'll go grab us something... do you want anything? I'm gonna make quick run to shop!"

Chigiri just finished taking a bath so he was now drying his hair with dryer while you were still stuck in your sketch... he didn't mind it, he kept doors from bathroom open in case you wanted something from him or the other way around, that way you won't have to yell to get a message.

But you were taking quick looks at him... he really didn't mind, he was simply curios about what you could possibly be doing there.

So as soon as he finished drying his hair, he came up to you. He didn't meant to startle you but it's what he has done... it was by pure accident tho!

"Y/N? Can I know what are you drawing this time?"

In response, he was met with small jump that caused your sketchbook to fall onto the floor. Of course, as a gentleman he is, he picked it up for you but was stopped when he noticed you were sketching him!

"Were you..."

"I can explain!"

"It's alright, I'm glad to know you find me pretty enough to draw me."

He finally gave you back the sketchbook with small smile while your face had smaller or bigger blush.

Even after few minutes he was still smiling at the thought of you having him in your sketchbook. That was when he realized... maybe he could have your sketch hang above his bed or desk if you agree? That surely would be a nice memory!

Nagi was just laying on your bed, playing his games while you were drawing something. He was focusing on his game so he wasn't interrupting you at all! And two of you were in comfortable silence~

Then you could hear sound from your boyfriend's phone, symbolizing he lost... which was also confirmed by the groan he let out soon after.

He was tempted to try beat that level again but he realized there was a long time since he checked on you. He wasn't feeling like getting up so he just called out for you.

"Hey... what are you painting this time?"

"Just scenery."

"Mhm... when will you be done?"

"Maybe hour or two... I still have a lot to do."

He let out another groan with only made you chuckle. You knew well he was clingy, so that groan could only symbolize one thing... he wanted to cuddle but he was too lazy to get up and take you by force. Nothing new but that's really why you love him~

"If you want a hug or so you can come and get it, you know?"

"I'm gonna let you finish your painting and go back to my game... you'll owe me so extra cuddles later."

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[seivsite]

CROSSOVER ft my children

tags. none just look at them bonding my lil pupus bubus omfg im gonna sob (LMFAO THIS IS A JOKE POST BUT STILL)