#bluelock noel noa

[hexenmeisterina]

I want to know what happened between these two !!!!!

[f0ofishies]

first times w/ bllk men.

You didn't even know how you even pulled the supposedly best striker in the world. Yeah, you were done for when Noel Noa had made you explore the city of Paris for a first date after pining after you for months now. He definitely didn't ask his teammates on advice.. definetly.

You giggled at him once again, walking around the city of love. How romantic, you thought for a bit. Your palm grazed his big palm, looking over the scenery from your now balcony. You both reached home a few minutes ago.

"Love?" His deep sulky voice called out to you. Tilting your head just enough to meet his golden gaze, he looked straight down. "Are you ready yet?" He whispered. Blunt and straightforward..

"Ready for–" "Love making." He was always vocal with you, even about his desires for you. Words caught up in your throat, as a light brush crept around your ears. "Now..?" He just clutched your palm even more. "Yes. Now."

Shittt–! You looked down at him. He was three fingers deep in you already, curling both his index and middle finger. He pressed on the spongy spot that made you wail. Honestly, he didn't knew how long he'd been yearning for you to squirm.

"My cock isn't even inside you yet, mon coeur..?" You've recently found out, he dirty talks in french even if you had no idea what he was even chanting in your ear. Praises– insults..? Too dumb on his fingers to even knew.

"You're too big.. that's why!" You tried to reason with the white-haired man, he couldn't help but groan at how you've been clenching. "Mmm.. stretched you for so long.. you've.. gotta be ready.." He groaned, leaning you down to a missionary position.

Your palms had been tugging at his white buttoned up shirt, well half buttoned now. He'd been stopping his advances, only wanting your first time climaxing on him first. "No, no, wait I'm so close..!"

He finally pulled out, your slick walls even gripping at his fingertips. "Mm, ready now.." He huffed a bit, shifting his position. Your teary eyes widened hearing the sound of a plastic ripped– did you just saw a size L condom?

Your mouth went dry, as you gawked at his size. Pinkish tip with some visible veins– "Baby is that even going to–" "Yes, yes it will.." Sliding the plastic wrap around himself, he let out a groan.

He wasn't vocal before, sure, but now he's panting a bit.. trying to squeeze the tip right pass your tight walls. "Please relax.. amour.." You couldn't even respond, your hole clenching like crazy "Ugh– nuh..!"

"Mon Ange.." He hooked over both your thighs that were burning over his broad shoulders. Your pretty nails– thrashed around his back. "Mmm! Noelnoelnoel.." Your voice murmuring his name like a prayer.

And when he finally bottoms out, he lets out a small brief chuckle. "Hah– Merde.. you're so tight.. still too tight.." He held up your calf a bit, it angled him deeper.

"Your body was made for me, baby.."

Dating him? How'd you even pull, Michael fucking Kaiser, the German Prodigy people call him most of the time, or maybe the arrogant bastard people know him by. Yeah you were just dating this soccer player by some miracle chance..

You couldn't help but giggle softly, as he finally visited you in the small apartment– barely making a living from your job.

"Michael.." Your voice drawled out his name as he finished a hot shower at your apartment, wearing only just his sweatpants. Your eyes indulged in the sight of him. "Ogling me again, huh?"

"Totally not." Light footsteps grazed against your wooden floors as you approached the blonde haired man. Your hands grasped his neck, tracing the subtle blue rose tattoo that displayed. "Mein Schätzelein.." Hearing the subtle nickname made your heart raise.

"Oh, and what would that entail now?" You've always liked the way his accent rolls off his tongue. Made you feel special– Michael, even with his complexities, made you feel good. "Nothing, dear." He replied smoothly.

Sharing a short fleeting kiss, he had pulled away from you. You were a bit annoyed.. he knew you've been wanting to initiate some intimate stuff in your relationship, considering you've been dating for months now! Not one sex even happened yet!

You lurch over his fingers lightly, "Love.." The small whisper you entailed. "Are you not even attracted to me–?" His eyes widened a bit, then his facade faltered a tiny bit, but hardened back again. "No, baby.. just.."

"I'm so ready..!" You whined at him, like a kid wanting a plushie. "What's stopping us?" He just glanced back down at you, "Are you serious–.."

You stroke his jaw as he holds you close, one hand on your waist, the other at your hips. "You're telling me– you've never done this before.." Your hole spasming in the cold air hovering over his pretty pink tip. "No, never.."

He couldn't believe how hard and red he was, he would always flex on other people about everything but this. He'd touch himself, yeah, but this is a whole another level for him. "t's fine.. you'll love this feeling.." You whisper.

"Ah–!" He let out a strangled moan, finding the way how you slid in so easily into him. You've stretched yourself out beforehand– sneaky minx, he thought. But he didn't mind, before you could even roll your hips.. he stabilized you.

"No, no let me– do the honors..!" He wanted to still be superior, so he did what he would logically do. Thrust upwards, fully bottoming out. "Michael–!" Your face changed– wasn't he a virgin how'd he..?

"Let me do it,, cause I want to fuck you so badly..." Michael was a vocal person that's for sure, he'd be praising you in german, as he switched both your positions. One of your legs thrown over. "...urgh.. Michael– so good.." You squirmed like a bunny in heat.

He twisted you around once again, your body facing the sheets. "Now.. just arch like that– No Liebling.. I said arch." He growled right in your ear as his palm guided you into the position he wanted. No way he was a virgin!

You've been dating the doting puppy of Kaiser a long time. Sometimes, his loyalty faltered as his purple eyes gaze right past you. Alexis Ness. He's always so sweet..

Too sweet, even for you. You really couldn't tell if he's actually genuine, sometimes.. you could tell he was annoyed by the way his eyebrows shifted, but you didn't mind.

He'd been dragging you into his apartment now that he moved out of Kaiser's place. Finally happy, you both got your own space. Both of you resting on the bed being all lovey dovey.

Your hands brushed past his light brown–purple hair, the fingertips tangled in between. He gave you a small kiss in the inner conner of your lips, his eyebrows relaxed. "Mmm, Alexis.." You whispered his name in a plea.

"What, Schatz..?" He just giggled, leaning closer as he gave a big fat kiss to your cheek. You just huffed at him as he nuzzled more. And suddenly, something clicked in you.

"Alexis Ness, are you hard?" The question popped out so suddenly, he even shuddered as he looked down in the buldge between his legs. "Oh– Scheiße.." He spouted.

Ness was about to pull away before you suddenly grasped his wrist. You stared at him and then shaked your head. You both knew you had no expertise what's so ever.. and no Kaiser around, so...

"Alexis, I want you." You mumble low enough just for him to hear. His ears turn red as he looks at you. "What– but we.." "I don't care– let's try it please..!"

"Fuck, I never done this remember.." He'd bought a pack of condoms after your pleas– as he slipped it on him, he shuddered. You were just laying on your back, staring at his pink tip. "Neither have I.." You giggled being so amused at this.

"Are you even–" "Oh my– fuck me Alexis..!" You cut him off as he approached the bed slowly, his muscular build around your soft ones. "How do I even.." He lined it up a bit, as he let out a small whine.

He slipped past your puffy lips, and he saw the way it clenched around nothing. "You're teasing..!" You whined, but he really wasn't.. he's just having such a hard time even getting it in you. "No, my love, I'm really trying here.."

And finally, just when he slipped in.. the inches entering you– yeah you were a loud mess by then. Ness wasn't the huge type.. but he had girth that's what happened..

"Oh– Alex–! mmmngh.. you're really.." He bottoms out, he looked down at his pelvis hitting against your body. He rolled his hips as you let out a scream. "Mein Herz, you're too loud.." He chuckled as he rolled again and again and again.

It was too addictive for him to stop, you knew that. The way he experimented on going slow and long thrusts then changed up to repeated and fast thrusts in a heartbeat– made even your skin flushed. He gripped the fat of your ass a bit as he felt himself getting closer..

"I dont– don't think I'm going to even last longer.. fuck just let me please..! Sonnenschein.. I'm gonna do it inside, okay!"

[someprettyname]

Sorry. I just love this noa panel too much.

[luckyhrls]

When ur artstyle changes for the umpteenth time bc you were inspired by someone else…

Anyways mafia bluelock sketches (they are all adults) !

[galaxynajma]

Repeat after me

They are NOT old man yaoi

Being in your early thirties is not old yaoi 😭

[aesterblaster]

Sleepin Demons

How Blue Lock characters wake up from nightmares/How you can comfort them [Gender neutral reader]

Tropes: Reverse Comfort, Fluff/Angst, Established Relationship, and general warnings for some gore and mentions of flashbacks along with implied sexual harassment

Characters: Almost All Of Them Lol

Songs: Insecure - Bren Joy // Coffee for Dinner - Orion Sun // Broken Clocks - SZA

The Silent Type + Actual Memories

It's the same one again. He's right back where he started. Unloved, unknown, left out of everything. The pangs of hunger run through him like a freight train as he desperately runs from room to room in his childhood home...But there's no nourishment. Someone calls his name but all he feels is fear at being recognized, he cowers as a figure rounds the corner and says his name again. "You think you could get away from me? Huh?" It could be anyone, a parent, someone he used to owe money to, an old abusive coach, all he knows is what comes next is going to hurt. "Are you fucking crying? You're so pathetic, soon everyone else will see that just like I always have!" The floor begins to sag and give way, everything creases in on itself. His brain feels like it's going to explode.

When he wakes up- his brain still feels as if it's too big for his skull, pushing against the edges like it's trying to find its way out. But he doesn't groan in pain, and he doesn't move. You're next to him after all, breathing softly. The moonlight grounds him, your hand against his side grounds him, he is safe now. The best thing you can do is stay asleep. He isn't ready to talk and admit that he's weak (or even worse...the fact that it is okay to be weak sometimes), not yet. For now he just snuggles against you and quietly brushes away any residual tears, thanking everything he believes in that he's here with you now.

Kaiser, Hiori, Naruhaya, Noa, Lorenzo

The Silent Type + More Abstract Fears

Slow. Everything was moving so fucking slow around him. His body was falling apart. Every sinew, every cell, every fucking atom of his being was breaking down and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Was this what he was truly destined for, dust to dust? Strangely enough, it didn't hurt, everything was calm. He was dying, so what? Every star burns out. And then, as sharp as a clap of thunder, the pain arrived. In his heart, not his body. Images of friends, family, trophies, all the things he hadn't done yet and you surged through his head. No, he couldn't die, not yet! He gripped his arm, but it was already turning to dust. Irrelevant and forgotten.

He's almost surprised when he wakes up, remembers that that would be impossible. Wants to scoff at himself for being afraid of something that could never happen. But the truth is, he is going to die someday, no matter how big of a star he is. He watches you twitch in your sleep, obviously disturbed by how he jerked awake, and curls his arms around you. He presses his face to the top of your head and breathes you in, silently begging you to drift back into a deeper sleep. He just needs to savor every moment with you and stop worrying, he tells himself.

Snuffy, Nagi, Ego, Aryu, Reo, Kuon, Chris, Jin

Wakes Up Screaming + Needs Reassurance

Why was this happening? You were in his arms, covered in blood, he was covered in blood; It was everywhere. The cheering from the fans turned into screaming, that's when he should've stopped and had the damn sense to look around. Instead, he kept running and dribbling down the field, confused why nobody was stopping him. He didn't see you falling from the stands until you were right in front of him. Your arm twisted first, then your neck, the rest of you followed. Why was this happening? "No, no, no, no...(Y/N). Get help! What the fuck are you all standing around for?!" He took off his jersey and tried to stop the bleeding but it wasn't enough, you were already going cold. He was powerless.

"I said get help-!!" he roared. "Oh..oh fuck." He suddenly wasn't holding your limp body anymore, he was in his- your room. The smell of blood disappeared. He glanced over and made eye contact with you. "Are you okay? You're shaking like a leaf!" "No..can you, can you just come here?" He crushes you in a bear hug as soon as you do. Even when he lets up, he opts to hold your hand instead. He makes you tell him about your day, because he got in late when you were already asleep. He tells you how much he loves you and recounts the day you two met just to stop his heart from bursting. "S-sorry I woke you up, I just- I needed that."

Ness, Niko, Aoshi, Sendo, Gagumaru, Igaguri, Kurona

Wakes Up Screaming + Needs Some Space

The first thing he notices is that he can't breathe. The second thing he notices is that he is in a hospital. "No, I don't think he will ever be able to speak or move again." a voice he doesn't recognize claims. Someone is choking him and he can't stop them. It's himself, rabid, foaming at the mouth. The doppelganger realizes he's been caught and tightens his grip. "That's right, that's what you fucking get for ignoring yourself. You don't even fucking eat enough and you want to be a star, huh? You keep betraying yourself." His neck is lifted from the cold pillow. "And betraying yourself!" It's slammed back down. He wants to tell him to stop, to say anything, but he can't.

He wakes up like he's been jolted back to life by electricity, doesn't even realize he's screaming. "Baby, baby you're okay! It's okay." He feels your hands around him and feels ashamed instead of relieved. What the fuck was that?! "Just go back to sleep, I'll be back." You open your mouth to argue but he shakes his head. "Please." This is nothing you can help him with, he needs to take care of himself and he knows it. Can't keep relying on others to pull him out. He takes a cold shower and comes back to bed hours later, slipping next to you. "I'm sorry I scared you." is all he says as his hands glide over your back. It's best if you just accept his apology, you'll never fully understand the war he's having with himself.

Chigiri, Kenyu, Kunigami, Kira, Sae, Barou

You Wake Him Up + It's Not Okay

Of course he knows this is a fucking dream, how could it not be? The overwhelming lights, the strange woman putting her hands on his chest. He knows exactly what this is about too. The paparazzi have gotten way too comfortable following both you and him around, they keep asking invasive questions and posting up outside of your house. The lack of privacy should be illegal. "You're famous now, you should like this you ungrateful piece of shit." a voice hisses in his ear as another pair of hands massages his shoulders. He tenses and struggles, but more hands appear, grabbing at his clothes. They tear pieces away from him with no remorse and something deep inside of him wishes it could end- Scratch that, every part of him wishes this would end, the violation, the rumors, the-

"Hey! Are you alright? I think..I think that you were having a nightmare." He gasps, so the feeling of hands on his chest were yours. Everything that was tensed relaxes, it was just you. That doesn't stop all his feelings from welling up along with tears. "Can you not touch me right now?" God, he wishes you wouldn't look at him like that. "Are you crying?" "No." He slips out of bed and checks the curtains, he can't shake the feeling of foreign hands on every part of him, not just his chest. Disgust curls and uncurls in his stomach. Why couldn't he just fight back on his own in his own damn head? "There's no one out there-" "How do you know!? Huh?" he demands, a whole lot louder than he meant to. "Fuck wait..I'm sorry. This week has just been a lot." You two end up having a long and needed talk that night.

Lavinho, Reo, Oliver, Rin, Raichi, Tabito

You Wake Him Up + It's Okay

He has been walking in circles for hours. Each loop, though, something changes. At first it was funny, (someone's head would balloon to an impossible size or a sign would read a curse word instead of an actual street name, for example) but now he was just tired. He couldn't sit down though or this burning pain would shoot through him...Just like in the real world, if he ever stopped shining, if he ever stopped moving forward, he'd get this feeling like he wasn't doing enough. Even on vacations there would be a gnawing sense that he was running from his rightful title. All he needed was the spotlight, even if it took so much fucking effort to get there. Practicing the same kicks over and over again, walking in circles, looking for what would excite him next-

"Please stop kicking me..." you groan and he wakes up instantly. Honestly, he didn't realize how terrifying his dream was until he's lucid. "Was I kicking you? Sorry... I just had the weirdest dream, it was like I kept walking in circles and I couldn't stop." "Maybe that's your brain telling you to take a break and stop treating my shin like a soccer ball." You two continue to make light of it and the more he talks about it with you, the more relaxed he gets. He's going to be just fine, especially with you by his side. "Mnh, good night." you finally whisper, cuddling up against him and tangling your leg with his in a final attempt to prevent any future attacks. "Good night." He watches you fall asleep with love in his eyes and wonders how a job obsessed weirdo like him managed to land someone as perfect as you.

Bachira, Loki, Isagi, Shidou, Nanase, Otoya, Zantetsu,

[bluelockblog]

[ambersattic-xx]

Relaxing nights with husband!Noel Noa w.c: 1.1k

All day, you had been waiting for this moment.  The second you stepped through the door, you let out a sigh of relief, knowing the turmoil of the long day was finally over. You were the only one home, like usual—Noel wasn’t usually home. Ever since he started coaching for Blue Lock’s program, you rarely saw him. You figured tonight would be no different.  After the day of paperwork and yelling and everything else that piled up at work, you didn’t have the energy to cook. You headed straight to your room instead of eating. You looked around the dark room, turning on a lamp to cast a soft yellow light across the room. It was empty, devoid of many decorations. Noel always liked simple spaces, not caring to make things look pretty. It was almost comforting, the simplicity—you respected it. You missed him. And in this house, every corner reminded you of the empty space that would remain cold next to you when you lay down. Your muscles ached; you wanted to stop thinking about him. He was probably asleep by now, and you didn’t want to disturb his rest with a call just because you were lonely. You get out of your work clothes and put on a shirt and shorts. You debated just going straight to bed, but you knew you should brush your teeth and wash your face before passing out. The bathroom was clean, as you liked to keep it. White walls surrounded you, and you would have felt cramped if you were more aware right now. You were just going through the motions, getting closer to falling asleep. Step by step. Once you were finally clean and ready for sleep, you eagerly slid into bed. It was cold, but one thing you and Noel never cheated out on was a good mattress and blankets. You quickly buried yourself and tried to relax as much as you could, but sleep never washed over you.

Your night would have been horrible if you hadn’t heard the front door unlock. You were surprised, but you couldn’t help the sleepy grin that graced your face. He didn’t tell you he’d be coming home, but your security was stable enough where you could safely assume it was him. You kept your eyes closed, relishing knowing you would be warm tonight. You almost jumped when the door to the bedroom opened, but you held back and stayed silent. ”Mon ange?” You heard his question. You stayed still; Noel scanned the room until his eyes fell upon your sleeping figure. He sighed, disappointment hidden in his tone. He was foolish for hoping you’d still be awake. He changed into boxers and a shirt, his eyes lingering on you in bed. His constant stay at Blue Lock left him exhausted from the hard work and not being able to see you. It was driving him mad, that’s for sure. He wanted to surprise you instead of immediately telling you he was flying back to France from Japan. You wished he’d come back on a night where you could cook a nice dinner, watch a movie, and relax while being in his arms after months He sat in the bed and watched your chest rise and fall with every breath. He put a hand on your arm, and he noticed your breath slightly hitch. You were his little minx, pretending to be asleep. He played with a strand of your hair, lying down beside you.  “You’re cute, but I’m not stupid,” he said, holding back a small grin when you huffed and opened your eyes. “You should have told me you were coming back,” you whispered, looking up at him. Beau, you thought. Noel shook his head, looking at your tense back muscles. “That doesn’t look so good,” he said; he noticed how tired you looked. Your eyes are barely open, peering up at him from the blanket. “Bad day?” He asked. You nodded. He hummed and moved a calloused hand to your back, gently rubbing the tense muscles. He watched for your reaction. You melted into his touch, and he remained with a stoic expression. Your earbuds were on the nightstand, so he grabbed them and connected them to his phone. He put them in your ears. You were surprised at first, until he started playing soft rain. You smiled softly. He didn’t forget. He made it quiet enough so it was as if it was thumping outside, but you could still hear him. “Better?” he asked. “Yeah… better,” you mumble. “Mon beau ange,” he would whisper as you started to doze off. The combination of his hand on your back and the warmth coming off of him had you sleeping in minutes. You had missed this, sleeping with him at night. It was depressing with him gone. It weighed heavy on you, despite the spot next to you being empty. Well, you shouldn’t dwell on it now. You had to savor the time you had with him before he inevitably left again. You squeezed his hand, a last reassurance before you fell asleep. He rubbed his thumb over the veins in the back of your hands.

He brushed some hair out of your face; your eyes had fluttered shut long ago. Was he selfish for wanting to watch you in his arms? If he was, he didn’t care. He had been away too long to care about whether or not he was selfish or not—he just knew that he wouldn’t sleep for awhile. Not when you’re sleeping so peacefully in his arms like this.  He likes playing with your hair; ever since he cut his short for soccer, he has. It was out of his way, and a small part of him missed the way it used to look. But it was convenient, you lying before him with perfectly intact hair. He moved you into his lap, hearing the faint white noise coming from your headphones. He tangled his hands in your hair, gently dragging his fingers through the soft strands.  You were beautiful, he thought.  Soccer meant everything to him, but he knows that you accept how he has to prioritize soccer. You know you will never be his number one, but the thought doesn’t usually plague you. Because you always know you’re going to be his constant number 2. He didn’t do it often; he wasn’t one for displaying affection. But it was nice when he kissed your forehead and fell asleep with his nose in your hair. You smiled.

First lovely <3 divider is by @aquazero A/N: im down bad, your honor

[isthepame]

Noel Noa

Birthday: 2nd April

Age: 31

Place of Origin (Nationality): France

Blood type: B | Height: 184 cm

Hobbies: Growing plants. Living amidst abundant greenery helps to calm the mind.

Favourite animal: Humans. There is no creature as highly intelligent, foolish, and fascinating – myself included.

Favourite film: The Silence of the Lambs

Things That Make Me Happy: Being allowed to simply observe. No one can meddle with the way I live – just watch. I’ll show you everything that football has to offer.

Things That Make Me Sad: People eating with loud, messy sounds. It shows no sign of intelligence and hardly seems human.

Favourite food: Japanese cup noodles. I was taught to appreciate them by BAS ARD MUNCHEN. They come in a wide variety and have a killer deliciousness and addictive quality.

Least Favourite Food: Bitter medicine. I detest taking it because I prefer to maintain a healthy body.

Julian Loki

Birthday: 9th June

Age: 17

Place of birth (Nationality): France

Blood type: AB

Height: 178 cm

Hobbies: Parkour. He hasn’t been able to quit since childhood. It makes him feel like a superhuman.

Favourite animal: The cheetah. The movement of its muscles at the very moment of the hunt is magnificent. It feels incredible.

Favourite film: Predator. The scenes of humans being killed give him chills. It feels thrilling.

Things that make him happy: Faith. Being overwhelmed. Being left speechless. Being perceived as something beyond "human."

Things that make him sad: Comparisons based on fixed ideas. Praise rooted in preconceived notions.

Favourite food: Guimauve au chocolat (chocolate marshmallows). He absolutely loves them. Enjoying how they melt in his mouth is the best.

Least favourite food: Crisps. Feels like eating pure oil. It’s disgusting. People who eat them are idiots.

Translated by isthepame

[kurona-theshark]

Never thought noel noa say sheesh

[jialock]

Noel Noa, the entire 50 days of Nel

[hexenmeisterina]

So "Kaiser's eyeliner" turned out to be a tattoo...

[kaleidoscopic-quiddity]

food for thought; as a whole the fandom kinda assumes that Ego and Noa's relationship as younger players is gonna be similar to that of Kaiser and Isagi's current rivalry, with Kaiser/Noa being the physically gifted superstar and Isagi/Ego being the intelectually gifted underdog, obviously with the difference being that Isagi will succeed where Ego's football career (presumably) failed, and like this is assumed for good reason since Isagi is by far the character most explicitly and conistently paralled to Ego

HOWEVER

what if Ego and Noa's dynamic was more similar to that of Reo and Nagi's? what if thats part of why hes so obsessed with making one individualbe the self centered egoist that'll 'save' japanese football? what if Ego wanted to make Noa the best striker in the world and play alongside him, like Reo does with Nagi, but that didnt work out, and Ego ultimately failed as a pro due to stifling his own ego for Noa's sake, why is why hes so against teamwork and obsessed with the idea of individual egoism now, maybe his own failings to succeed as a duo with Noa in his youth made him so hypercritical of nagireo and their codependence now

[mytummyhurts-ouch]

egonoa yuri for those who enjoy it

[luckyhrls]

Blue Lock Mafia AU (THEY ARE ALL ADULTS IN MY UNIVERSE UNLESS OTHERWISE NOTED)

First off! I just found out that Julian Loki is fucking 17…😀 ?

Anyways, these are all of the mainstream leaders in their area of Japan ofc, and i decided to try a new simpler coloring technique! You’ll be seeing me draw snuffy more often bc I LOVE his nose. Everyone in the canon teams are under the same mafias still too.

Charles Chevalier is going to be Julian’s adopted son, and I decided to age him down to around elementary school age, but he’ll still be an absolute menace trust.

I will probably start the ao3 project next week due to it currently being finals week, but keep an eye out for “Project Blue Glock” (LMAOAOAOAO)

Some lore headcanon drops in this universe:

- Michael Kaiser and Noel Noa are cousins (like 2nd-3rd tho)

- Michael Kaiser is a illegitimate potential German heir

- FC Barcha are just massive party wild animals that occasionally do some smart things

- Chris Prince is eager to reach the notoriety level of PXG and BM but Julian just laughs at him while Noel ignores him

- Noel begrudgingly sees Julian as the closest to his equal right now, especially for his age

- Chigiri, Bachira, Kunigami, Isagi and Rin are all childhood friends (acquaintances for some), where they were “mentored” by a man named Ego

- Two years from the present time of the story, Kunigami disappeared.

[galaxynajma]

Oh wow the number striker is a bit crazy, in a series full of crazies. Who would’ve guessed

Btw can people watching BLTV hear what Noa is saying here? Because that would be so funny , imagine hearing Noel Noa saying how he’s been using two teenagers to make himself be better out of nowhere