#but i think!!!!!! for me personally this is isagi

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i might have baby fever rn but i can’t stop thinking abt isagi and reader having a son that’s almost an exact copy of isagi in appearance nd being that one meme that’s like “nine months in my womb making me suffer and you look like your stupid dad!” 😭

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Yoichi Isagi x Reader

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      There is no way, you thought, as you stared at your few-hours-old newborn, cradled in your arms.

      Your baby looked just like your husband. Not just in the usual way that babies sometimes resemble their fathers—no, this was almost uncanny. The way the little human looked up at you with the same big blue eyes, blinking sleepily, and that same slightly clueless but endearing expression made you wonder if you had actually just given birth to a clone.

      It was almost comical. The same messy dark blue hair that refused to be tamed, the same pout when something didn’t go their way, the same chubby cheeks you had spent years pinching, the same nose that scrunched up just slightly when they yawned. Even the shape of his tiny ears mirrored Isagi’s.

      How? Just—how?

      You had spent nine long months carrying this child. Nine months of swollen feet, back pain, cravings at ungodly hours, nausea that never quite left, and nearly ripping Isagi’s arm off during labor. And for what? A miniature version of him. A tiny, living, breathing replica of your husband, complete with his wide, dumb grin.

      You squinted at your son, shifting him slightly in your arms as he let out a soft coo, his small fingers wiggling in the air. Then, your gaze flickered over to your husband, who was practically vibrating with excitement beside you, looking like he was about to explode from sheer joy.

      You scowled.

      Then back to your son.

      Then to Isagi.

      It was like looking at the before and after of a single person. One with slightly more experience in the world and the other just discovering it.

      “Nine months,” you muttered under your breath, your voice laced with disbelief and just a hint of betrayal. “Nine months in my womb making me suffer, and you come out looking exactly like your stupid dad.”

      Your baby gurgled happily, the sound strikingly familiar, and you swore you heard Isagi’s idiotic laugh echoing in that tiny giggle. That was the last straw.

      Your husband laughed at your deadpan expression, feigning offense. “Hey! You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

      You shot him a look before sighing dramatically. “Unbelievable.”

      Isagi, who had been eagerly waiting for a chance to hold his son, reached out with grabby hands. “Come on, let me hold him!”

      You hesitated for just a second—after all, this was your hard work, your baby, your little bundle of exhaustion and joy. But then, seeing the almost puppy-like expression on your husband’s face, you relented, gently placing your son into his father’s arms.

      Isagi’s grin stretched impossibly wide as he carefully cradled the baby, holding him up like he had just won the World Cup.

      “He’s so tiny,” Isagi breathed, his voice filled with awe. His hands that were almost broken a few hours ago (courtesy of you) handled the newborn with a tenderness that made your heart melt. He was so good at being a dad.

      The baby let out a soft babble, tiny hands reaching out, fingers curling toward Isagi’s face. Your husband immediately leaned in, letting the little fingers brush against his nose before pressing a series of noisy kisses to your son’s chubby cheeks.

      “I hate you.” You tell Isagi as he pouts, it looks as if Isagi was the one who gave birth, not you.

      “At least someone loves me right now,” he declared proudly as he turned to face the baby in his arms, making exaggerated kissing noises. “Isn’t that right, B/n?”

      You scoffed, but the fondness in your gaze betrayed you. “Unfair. He’s supposed to be my baby.”

      Isagi turned his wide eyes toward you, feigning shock. “Our baby, you mean.”

      You crossed your arms, pretending to think it over. “Debatable.”

      Isagi gasped in mock offense. “Hey! What are you insinuating? I thought you loved me.”

      “Not right now, I don’t.”

      Your husband let out a dramatic sigh, shaking his head, ”Can you believe her, B/n?”

      Your son, oblivious to the playful banter between his parents, let out a tiny sneeze. Both you and Isagi immediately snapped your attention back to him.

      “Ack, was that a sneeze?” Isagi asked, his voice rising in pitch with alarm.

      “It was just a tiny sneeze, calm down,” you reassured him.

      “What if he’s cold? Does he need a blanket? Should I hold him closer?”

      You groaned. “He’s fine, Ichi. Babies sneeze.”

      Isagi narrowed his eyes at you, skeptical, but ultimately sighed in relief when the baby simply yawned and nestled deeper into his arms. A moment of silence settled between you both as you watched your son, his tiny chest rising and falling with each soft breath. The weight of the moment seemed to sink in fully for the first time, this was your family now.

      Your husband let out a breathless chuckle, shifting to sit beside you on the hospital bed, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. He gently pressed your son back into your arms, making sure you were comfortable before leaning in close, his chin resting lightly against your shoulder.

      “He’s perfect,” Isagi murmured.

      You sighed, glancing down at your son, tracing a finger along his soft cheek. “Of course you’d think that when he looks just like you.”

      “I don’t hear you disagreeing.”

      You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress the small, tired smile that tugged at your lips. “Let’s see if you still think that when it’s your turn to wake up for late-night feedings and crying.”

      He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Anything for my little clone.”

      You playfully shoved him. “Your clone? You’re not helping your case.”

      Isagi just grinned, unbothered, eyes twinkling with mischief before ever so softly whispering. “Maybe the next one will look like you.”

      You froze, your entire body stiffening. Your gaze snapped to him, eyes narrowing. “Next?”

      Isagi burst into laughter, clearly amused by your reaction. “Just saying, we make cute kids.”

      You groaned, resting your head against the pillow. “Give me at least a year before you start talking about ‘the next one.’”

      Your husband chuckled, leaning over to nuzzle against you and the baby. “Sorry, love, didn’t mean to scare you.”

      You sighed in exasperation, but there was no real annoyance behind it. As much as you liked to tease him, you knew, deep down, that there was no one else you would rather be doing this with. There was no one else you’d rather be the father of your child. Your baby let out a soft sigh, snuggling closer against your chest. You wondered if at least he’d get your personality if not looks. You whispered a soft, ‘I love you’ to your baby before tilting your head towards the man you were bound to spend the rest of your life with.

      “I love you, Ichi”

      “I love you, too,” Isagi replied warmly, “and you too, little one.”

A/N: Made the meme for this fic 😭

[thomamaru]

Hierarchy of Intimacy (Chapter Isagi)

Synopsis: You both always had a friendly competition about who would score higher. With bets, you turned it into an unforgettable date. Making him know more about fall deeper in love with you.

Tags: Isagi Yoichi x gn!reader, academic rivals trope, reader can crochet, fluff

Author notes: this is a series based on a trend of tiktok. characters that will be included is nagi, yukimiya, rin, chigiri, isagi, reo, kunigami, sae, and bachira. If you want to add a character, you can request with a prompt :)

Your rivalry with Isagi was legendary, even amongst your closest friends. It wasn’t that you two didn’t respect each other—it was the opposite.

You both thrived in this competition, where each new test and assignment became a battlefield of grades. Who could outscore the other? Who would come out on top as the reigning academic champion?

But, secretly, both of you enjoyed it more than anyone could guess.

It wasn’t all about winning; it was about proving to each other that you could excel—and sharing that little joy after each victory, no matter how small.

As the grade results for the latest round were due to be released, you exchanged the usual look with Isagi.

The moment you could feel the nerves about to strike, you leaned in beside him, trying to play it off casually.

"So… what’s today's bet gonna be?" you asked, your voice full of playful mischief as you nudged him in the side.

You knew he loved a good bet, especially when the stakes were high.

Isagi smiled, a confident but competitive glint in his eye. "Hmm, if I win, you and I are going to watch a soccer match together. Just the two of us—no distractions."

Your brows raised at his offer, but your lips curled into a mischievous grin. “Oh, you really think you can win this time?”

"I’m not thinking about it—I know I can win," he shot back with a smirk, his eyes glimmering with that competitive edge you loved.

You crossed your arms, pouting just a bit. "If I win, then you have to learn one of my hobbies. I’ll teach you something fun," you added, the excitement of the challenge already fueling your spirit.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Learn your hobby? You’ve got to be joking. What could possibly be fun about that?"

You chuckled. “Don’t knock it ‘til you try it! Trust me, it’ll make for a cute date idea.”

“A cute date idea?” he repeated, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Hmm… okay, fine, we’ll make it a deal.

You exchanged a handshake to seal the bet, both of you secretly determined to come out on top, even as the playful rivalry unfolded.

There was something oddly reassuring about this; it was as if winning or losing didn’t matter, as long as you were sharing it with each other.

The days leading up to the results were filled with nervous studying, half-joking barbs, and the usual flirtations between you and Isagi, each of you knowing this competition had become as much of a personal challenge as it had a friendly rivalry.

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Finally, the day arrived. It was lunch break, and you could feel the excitement buzzing in the air as a crowd gathered around the campus bulletin board. Something important was up.

“What’s going on?” you asked, grabbing Isagi’s arm, leaning against him as you rushed over.

You weaved through the crowd, the energy at the board palpable, and soon enough, you realized what it was. Grades were posted.

You scanned the names quickly, fingers tracing across the list until you found yours, located at the very top. Your eyes widened. You had won this round! You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling brightly, feeling a rush of victory.

“Oh my god, I did it! I won!” you cheered, practically bouncing on your toes.

Isagi watched your excitement with a soft smile, the corners of his mouth tugging up in a way that made your heart flutter. “I guess I lost,” he chuckled. "You win, as usual."

You laughed, all smug now. "You’ll get ‘em next time! But, hey, I’ll be a good sport about it," you teased, giving him a playful wink.

Isagi raised a brow, the faintest blush appearing at his cheeks as you both walked off to figure out where your post-victory (and post-loss) plans would take you.

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The weekend arrived, and Isagi came over to your house, ready to fulfill his end of the bet.

The scene inside your home made him pause in surprise as he stepped through the door. Balls of yarn, crochet hooks, and a tangle of colorful strings sprawled all over the table like an artist's mess.

“This looks… complex,” Isagi mumbled, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the chaos before him. “So, this is what I’m doing?”

You laughed softly, rolling your eyes. "Come on, don't act like you're not up for the challenge. The bet is, you and I both have to make a cat keychain and compare. We’ll see who’s better, and I’m guessing it'll be me." You grinned, both because of your playful challenge and because you knew, at least deep down, this would be fun.

Isagi sat down at the table with a deep sigh. "I’m gonna regret this."

"Not even, you’re gonna have fun," you teased, scooting closer as you pulled up the tutorial video on your laptop. "Trust me, this is easier than it looks."

But the moment the video started, Isagi’s frown deepened. "Wait, what’s ‘sc’ and ‘dc’? These terms don’t even make sense!" He huffed, clearly frustrated.

You giggled, your heart swelled as you leaned closer to guide him through the process. "It's okay. ‘Sc’ is ‘single crochet,’ and ‘dc’ is ‘double crochet.’ Focus, Isagi!"

"Ahh, I think I’m getting it…" he muttered. But as his fingers became tangled in yarn, he gave up with an exaggerated sigh. "You sure this is supposed to be relaxing? I’m losing my mind here!"

"Let me help you," you giggled softly. You gently moved his hands, showing him again how to handle the yarn and crochet hook.

As you showed him step by step, your eyes couldn’t help but soften at his concentration. His furrowed brow, his lips pursed in determination, and those dark eyes that kept glancing at you whenever you corrected him were enough to make your heart race, even if he didn’t notice the effect he had on you.

You kept reassuring him with each mistake, your smile never faltering. "Hey, it’s fine, you’re getting the hang of it!"

Every time you spoke, every time you encouraged him, there was a sincerity in his eyes.

And there, amongst the thread and chaos, you realized that Isagi’s quiet affections showed in the little things—the soft looks he threw your way, the subtle praises he muttered between his complaints.

At long last, after many tangled threads, you both compared your keychains. Yours was undoubtedly perfect, a sweet and small cat keychain you were proud of.

But when you looked at his, you couldn’t help but laugh—his keychain, albeit adorable, looked nothing like the cat in the tutorial. It was lopsided, a bit deformed, but somehow, it made him smile sheepishly.

"This… is not a cat, huh?" Isagi groaned in defeat, but you could tell from the look on his face that he was proud anyway.

You picked up his clumsy keychain and attached it to your bag with a smile. “You tried. Besides,” you added, gaze meeting his, “it’s cute. Just like you.”

Isagi blinked, eyes widening as your words took him by surprise. “What?” he asked, voice suddenly much smaller than before.

"You made it for me. I’ll always think it’s cute."

Something flickered in his chest—a deep, fluttering feeling that he wasn’t used to. You, with your words and your warmth, made everything about the moment feel a little bit more profound.

Without even realizing it, Isagi pulled you into an embrace, burying his face into the curve of your neck.

“You really might be killing me with that cute stuff,” he muttered quietly, his arms wrapped securely around you as his heart pounded loudly in his chest. "It’s not fair. How are you this cute?"

You softly laughed, your hand on the back of his head as you squeezed him tighter. “Maybe it’s because you keep pulling me into adorable hugs.”

You kissed the top of his head, your lips lingering just for a moment, savoring the warmth of his embrace.

"I’m grateful for every time we bet, every moment like this," you whispered, brushing his hair back. "This is everything I could’ve asked for."

A genuine smile spread on his face, his heart blooming with affection. “You really do know how to make me feel like the luckiest guy."

Isagi’s arms tightened, and you felt so at peace in that moment. The fact that you’d shared this silly bet, these laughter-filled challenges, and now this sweet moment of connection—it felt like the perfect win.

Not because you had the best grade or crocheted the perfect cat, but because you were together in something so simple.

"Guess I’m the one getting the perfect score in this relationship," Isagi said teasingly, raising his head just enough to meet your eyes.

You smiled back, brushing his bangs gently away from his face. "In everything, Isagi," you said, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, “you’re my perfect score."

And with that, he grinned like he had won a million times over.

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SECRET ADMIRER

Another Valentine’s special fic with Shidou!!

Plot: Shidou is your secret admirer! but you don't seem to notice it...

What you need to know: high school au, gn reader, reader is clueless, fluff, slightly suggestive at the end and i think that’s it!

Wrd count: 1.6k

This was the 10th time you opened your locker and found a pink envelope with a letter inside accompanied by some heart-shaped chocolates. You’ve been receiving this mysterious and anonymous letters from what he called himself 'the love of your life' you didn’t have any clue who it was, it was getting you very curious and somewhat frustrated.

“Another one y/n?” Your best friend, Isagi said as he tilted his head and took a look at the letter in your hands.

You sighed and read the letter, it said something about he wishes you success in the upcoming exams and how he ‘didn’t care’ about a simple grade but he wished you a good grade anyway and how it was cute seeing you so clueless about his identity. “This guy is really something…”

Even though you were frustrated that you didn’t know his identity, you liked all those letters, they were very beautifully decorated with a lot of pink and they made you blush every time.

As you arrived to class and sat down, you started eating some of the chocolates your secret lover gave you.

“Oh? Who gave you those? Can i have one?” Your seatmate, Shidou Ryusei, an intimidating but interesting guy who you sometimes talk to, asked with his typical teasing smirk.

“No you can’t, someone special gave them to me…” You brought another chocolate to your mouth already starting to blush from your own words and how Shidou looked at you as his grin widened.

“Special? Didn’t know you had a significant other” Shidou was having so much fun with this, you were absolutely clueless about how he was the anonymous person sending gifts to you.

Why he did this? It wasn’t even because he was scared you wouldn’t like him back or too shy to tell you, no. His reasons were simple, he just like the thrill of it, he wanted to see how long this would last, he was hella confident you will like him, he is just feeling a bit silly and he didn't care how obvious he was being, yet you didn’t catch on his clues.

“I have a secret admirer…” you whispered to him, looking around if anyone heard that. “I hate this secret guy… but i really love him too, it's so frustrating.” You leaned on your seat and covered your face, letting out a frustrated groan.

You’re so blind… and cute Shidou thought, chuckling at your frustrations. “What if he never tells you who he is?” Isagi who sat in front you turned to look at you, slightly worried.

“No matter what it takes i’ll find him.” You nodded with a determined look, Shidou just staring fondly at you. Your mind so occupied about this you didn’t even notice how he looked at you. Isagi did notice, but choose to not say a word, chuckling to himself and turning back again wondering what Shidou was up to.

Before you returned home from your classes you decided to leave a note inside your locker, hoping your secret admirer once again left something there and noticed your note. The note was simple “how do you open my locker every time without a key? Can you even give me a clue about your identity?”

The next day you even got early to school, almost opening your locker with urge only to see he did write something and left more chocolates for you.

“I know a lot of things sweetheart and for the clue, figure it out yourself ;)” you stared at his words, written with the bright pink gel pen he always used and sighed at his answer, expecting something more, you took a glance at the hallway when you caught Shidou staring at you with his signature grin, he waved slightly before he walked away.

You turn away immediately and blushed, could it be...? You shook your head and leaned against your locker. He can’t be, an intimidating troublemaker like him writing a love letter? Definitely wasn’t him, it was just a coincidence he was staring at you or that’s what you said to yourself.

This time you tried something different, you pretended to leave and hid on some bushes near the school entrance, where you had a slight clear view of the lockers. As you were squatting, trying to look at the lockers you suddenly felt a presence behind you.

“What are you doing?” A familiar voice called you from behind, causing you to slightly flinch as you stood up rapidly.

“S-shidou?! Me? I’m just sitting by the grass you know…” you said nervously as you felt your cheeks starting to get hot and red. “What are you doing here?” You raised your eyebrow suspiciously at him.

“I just finished soccer practice and saw you hiding in the bushes.” Shidou chuckled and tilted his head, playing dumb. “Are you waiting for something? Or perhaps… someone?” He smirked, teasing you.

“Ah, i see…” you looked away embarrassed, yeah he wasn’t your secret admirer, all of this was just some weird coincidences, right? “I’m leaving now…”

You left, defeated in your attempt to know this guy’s identity. You decided to bake some mini cupcakes for him since he always gifted you chocolates, as you arrived the next day at school you entered the classroom and left the cupcakes on your desk, suddenly you noticed you left something in your locker and went to get it leaving the cupcakes there.

When you returned you saw Shidou eating one of the cupcakes, you widened your eyes and walked up to him. “Those are not yours! Why did you grab one?” You crossed your arms, glaring at him.

“It said it was for your secret admirer” he smirked and shrugged, finishing one of the cupcakes.

“Yeah, my secret admirer not Shidou Ryusei!” You huffed and sat in your place, slightly frustrated that Shidou ate one of the cupcakes, but somehow you couldn’t stay mad at him.

Shidou just chuckled and shook his head, finding it cute and amusing the fact you didn’t catch his words. Isagi who was already sitting on his place and heard the conversation just face palmed and shook his head, now it was clear as water, he had his suspicions about Shidou and this confirmed it, god how is my friend so stupid please help he thought.

“Was it good at least?” You sighed, looking around Shidou with a slight pout on your lips.

“Very~” He smirked and leaned closer to you, so close you could feel his breath fanning your face. “You should make some more for me.”

You blushed and were about to say something when you were interrupted by the teacher arriving to class, he reluctantly pulled away and gave you a wink before turning his head to the board. Your heart almost coming out of your chest from the sudden closeness, but the weird thing was you weren’t bothered by it; you were confused as you were thorn between your secret admirer and Shidou, it was stupid to you since you didn’t even know the mysterious guy.

As your mind wondered you glanced at Shidou, noticing he was writing what it seemed like…. Notes? Okay that’s weird, he never does that and he is writing with a PINK PEN?! That’s too many coincidences now.

“See something you like?” Shidou teased as he noticed you were glancing at him which you quickly looked away and pretended to write notes. This time you decided to do something risky, something slightly wrong.

You waited until lunch were everyone left the classroom and when you were sure no one was around you took a look at Shidou’s backpack, hoping to find a clue or something that confirmed to you he was the one sending you all those letters. As you were checking his backpack you hear the door of the classroom opening, you froze and your hands started to sweat.

You turned around slowly and saw Shidou standing there, expressionless while he was holding a pink envelope. “S-shidou I… it’s not how it looks let me explain!” You stuttered and looked at him with fear as he walked closer to you, still expressionless.

He walked dangerously close to you and suddenly grabbed your waist, slightly lifting you and sitting you in his desk. He stood between your legs, gripping your waist tightly and keeping you in place. Your brain malfunctioned at the sudden position you were now in, your face burned and you swore you felt your ears numbing and your vision becoming blurry.

“Searching in someone’s backpack is wrong, ya know?” He smirked as his lips almost brushed against yours.

“I know I-“ you didn’t have an excuse this time, so you just let out a shaky sigh. “I’m sorry Shidou, i just…”

“Wanted to know if I was your secret admirer?” He tilted his head and chuckled slightly. “Asking me wasn’t an option then?”

You chuckled nervously realizing how stupid you were. “Y-yeah… I guess I didn’t think of that…”

“You’re such a dork…” he flicked your forehead and gently grabbed your jaw, caressing your chin with his thumb. “And here I thought I was being very obvious.”

You widened your eyes at his words, recalling the interactions you had with him, all his flirty and pretty obvious comments, how were you so stupid? The realization hit you as you looked at him embarrassed.

“Did I surprise you? Expecting someone else?” He teased, still holding your jaw as his other hand drew circles on your hip.

“I think all this time I wished it was you…” You confessed shyly, making his grin widen.

“Well, now that my secret is out” he placed his hands on your thighs and pulled you closer to him. “I’m all yours~” he leaned closer, his lips almost on top of yours, he was so close to kissing you.

“y/n are you he- Oh.” Isagi who just entered the classroom froze and chuckled nervously. “I-i’m sorry, I’ll talk to you later” He smiled and gave you a thumbs up before leaving the classroom.

Shidou chuckled at your embarrassed face, removing a strand of hair from your face. “So… where were we?”

Another Valentine’s day special, hope you like it!! English is not my first language sorry for any mistakes

Any requests or ideas are appreciated and welcomed <3

[cruel-hiraeth]

Ohh are you done with season 1?? I’d love to get a kae bllk recap! A Kaecap if you will! I wanna know your thots and feelings hehe

LEXI—YETH, I HAVE FINISHED! without further ado, i present:

BLUE LOCK SEASON 1 KAECAP

overall, i enjoyed the story much more than i anticipated!

i don’t care for soccer at all…or teenage boys…so i wasn’t expecting much. but—and i think this mostly is due to isagi’s personality and character development—i was quite invested from the beginning. isagi is a compelling main protagonist, and the story is so wild that he helps ground things when the supporting characters are in constant flux. it’s frustrating as a reader/viewer that as soon as you become comfortable with isagi’s team, he is forced to form a new one. but our frustration mirrors his frustration, and his excitement to improve helps move us forward with him.

some of the animation was goofy; i’m specifically thinking about the aerial shots of the boys running—it looked weird as hell. it reminded me of certain nintendo games, actually: the 3d style that’s so shitty you’d rather see it in 8-bit or 2d…idk what they were thinking with those action shots LOL.

and the shorts were CUTE! i ate them up at the end of each episode. it was nice to get a peek into the boys’ camaraderie and personalities. and—later on—i liked seeing updates on the former team z members.

now for my personal character assessment:

love list: isagi, bachira, nagi

like list: kunigami (RIP), chigiri, gagamaru, reo

shit list: igaguri, barou, rin, shidou

n/a list: everyone else

of course the character rankings are subject to change, but i personally enjoyed watching isagi, bachira, and nagi the most—although kunigami, chigiri, gaga, and reo were right behind them. the characters i dislike are either either insufferable, an asshole, or both. i know i met shidou for all of 2 minutes, but the way he spoke about kunigami made him the fastest ever addition to my shit list.

all in all, i’m looking forward to season 2!

[nesscel]

hi nesscel, I have a question about your oc! ^_^

has ever Cyril met/interacted with Ness after getting hired into the bllk project? if he did, how was it, and how did he react to seeing him for the first time irl?

I hope the question is not too boring to answer, btw!! I was interested in knowing about the way he perceives Ness now that he has the chance to be closer to him :)

(I saw on ur post that he has his sign, how cute🥲)

they have met! there’s a few scenarios i usually imagine for them that i’ll put under read more ^_^ to make a long story short it’s like this:

for additional context: Cyril and @kaiserposting’s Tsubasa share in the same universe :) so Ness is double crashing out. Why would Lord Kaiser leave me for disgusting bug Isagi and manipulative pest Tsubasa 😡😡😡

and before anime-ntality’s sensors activate and he makes another post about hating women and yumes ruining canon: we changed some details about how project blue lock works so our characters can be there without needing to replace any of the already existing ones and so they can make more money

their first interactions were at various fansigns and on social media, Ness retweeted a picture of the Ness shrine at one point and Cyril got another picture of it signed at the next fansign… just to let Ness know who his biggest dickrider fan was. you get it. so at this point he’s obviously in love and everything is great and even though Ness has to do fanservice and be nice to everyone he’s sweet and beautiful and kind and he’s only saying those things to him ^_^🩷❤️‍🩹

i wanna dump some more backstory. he’s not an “official” bllk staff member and his first job wasn’t even related to managing the program, he was looking for photographer gigs and they hired him to take photos of all the players that they’d sell as signed prints later (let’s be real, he only got hired because he cost less than professional photographers). he offhandedly mentioned that he needed to get a job to Anri who heard “CHEAP LABOR ALERT”, so if anyone asks he’s “from the social program for people with disabilities”. so he basically just does whatever task Anri gives him, like moving crates of water and gatorade or sorting everyone’s medication into little psych ward cups or going to the store because Ego is a little hungover and wants chicken soup and electrolytes. if a beautiful woman told you to do some bullshit then praised you for doing such a good job and handed you some money once in a while you’d do it too.

anyway, this may be wishful thinking but i think Ness would find the concept of someone being that into him a little alluring… especially if Kaiser and him were having marital spats. it feels good af for a bpd to have a groupie. Cyril felt sort of weird seeking out interaction from someone he had a parasocial relationship with, but he was put in a lot of situations where it wasn’t that awkward because Tsubasa and him became basically instant besties, and if Tsubasa is somewhere then Kaiser and Ness are too, so they had a chance to actually get to know each other outside of the idol/fan or work dynamic. Cyril was a bit surprised that Ness was, for a lack of a better term, a weird crybaby theater kid, but they’re both weird freaks who want to have a good day no matter what so he was still like #NeedThat and pined over him and acted tsundere if anyone even mentioned Ness and sighed wistfully watching him from across the field (he’s on the field to take pics of everyone training. BLTV is getting a twitter!)

since i love negativity and suffering sometimes i imagine Cyril actually getting the courage to tell Ness that he likes him and Ness saying that he’s flattered/he likes him too but if he was in a relationship he’d be violating his loyalty to Kaiser and Kaiser is the most important person to him. so all Cyril can do is watch Ness pine after Kaiser and spend his every waking moment with Kaiser and cry over Kaiser and be sad and limerent. YAY!

and then there’s the other scenario where they actually start d*ting… WOJFIDKFODNTRKKFNSSI-8;!:@83);&/6;£[!,*😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮 <- this is what being in love feels like.

cyril is a real lover which is why he asks REAL questions like this ^

(ness would ask people if theyd love him if he was a worm though -_- and he’d be super serious about it 🪱)

[dollyichi]

i genuinely think some of the blue lock men don’t really care if you ‘beg too hard.’ on the occasion where they specifically want to ‘make love.’ you’re already a mess and you can’t keep it together that your sentences are incomprehensible. they fuck hard but are really really soft on you so when you want them to go harder and you try really hard to tell them yet your voice gets cut off by your own moans. they don’t ask you to repeat it, they just base it off from how hard you’re clenching down on them. and they do just that, fucking you harder, reaching every part of you that aches inside.

they’re egoists but they’re already satisfied with the fact that you’re already far too gone. to them that very moment is dedicated to be for you. you’re they’re pretty princess that needed to be tended to and they would do everything to make you feel better than they are.

you’re so adorable and delicate that they feed off of the tears and desperate cries. they really appreciate it too when you make sure you’re still looking at them. but they’d tease you and tell you “your pussy’s so noisy baby.” because they can’t help but want to see you embarrassed still.

they’re just happy to be fucking you while their thighs get stickier by the second <3

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

[caluette]

today i give you blue lock theatre au

[boinin]

Blue Lock Volume 22 Omake

[izartn]

On Blue Lock, Episode Nagi movie:

It was like one of those outsider pov fics from a secondary character pov but official. Given that's one of my fave genres of fic amd I knew that about the movie coming in I enjoyed the perspective it offered, and also the melodrama of NagiReo xD

Also why was the ost so much better than in the anime itself? Did I blitz too quickly through the episodes? It made the kinda recap this was, entertaining as it got, much better. Why XD I hope that ost is in season 2.

Liked how NagiReo were the last ones to cross that door and that Ego had to bait Ngi into it. Would have messed up his 300 teens plan for Blue Lock is these two refused lol though I think he was absolutely prepared for that. Funny how Nagi is the one who gets the Blue Lock mentality despite being the reluctant of the pair.

I loled at how little the other guys in V mattered though, and at the replay of the match against Z, Nagi getting more and more fixated in Isagi and football for himself, to Reo alarm and happiness respectively.

I am not the only one who thinks Nagi is/was depressed due to a lack of challenge and isolation in his life, right? That whole, leave me I don't want to even try, just want to stay in my comfort zone idling the days away....

Going to other matters....

Also. Why did that Isagi and Bachira separation at Stage 2 look 100% more gay than it was in the anime? I swear it was the typical Shonen friendship on the season. Ah I know. Because Nagi, BL character that he is, was there remembering himself and Reo in rosy flashbacks. Hilarious taking what happened just before between them. But then Nagi is confident on their friendship in a way that Reo just isn't.

The contrast between their mental states re:change are so fucking funny in a sad way too. Reo is so insecure, compared to Nagi, I guess it comes from his family reputation and money being all he was before he meet Nagi and so he's insecure about his own merits but really. He's coping about as well as my bestie in HS did to her situationship with another girl collapsing when she was 14, that's the level of gay ass failing were talking about. That Nagi just didn't voice aloud the emotional reassuring parts to Reo during the breakup was so teenage boy of him, he just thinks he's being clear enough and then, everybody else can see Reo is just. Not manging it well. Love that they just fucking went pass Nagi being brutal to Reo on the 3vs3, like. Yes this is Nagi PoV the movie no you don't get to see what the fuck was he thinking. I personally imagine he was trying to like, do a reverse psychology on Reo, but it didn't work(?) (except it kinda did) bc Nagi has a 0 in interpersonal communication. Who knows though. Maybe the manga?

Anyways I'm really happy about that post-credits and additional time! So season 2 is gonna start from the jump after the 50 days timeskip, huh? Not surprised at all by who I saw there as the starting 11 for the U-20 match, of course our protags and company are there.

That after all the movie they end up bringing it back to NagiReo kinda having maked up, and Reo having friends/rivals telling him to quit the sad face, they're gonna be the best is soooo funny. Yes Reo you have friends, you're there on the 25 of 300 even if you're on the sidelines right now, relax XD Happy for him he seems to get friends other than Nagi, he needs more than a (boy)cough(bestie) friend.

And that was it!!! Thanks to @ashen-sky for telling me to wait for the post credits! Very appreciated given almost my whole sala walked out.

[rottiens]

lately I've been thinking about how embarrassed yet excited bf isagi feels to share what kind of hentai he likes with you . you cuddling, him breathing against your neck increasingly faster, his thumbs blindly seeking the hardness of your nipples as he said, " okay, I think you like it just as much as I do, you can admit it now."

[someprettyname]

And you? Are you compatible with Michael Kaiser?

in real life? Mm. I don't think so. Not really. I can make it work, yes. But the question is would i be willing to? Because I don't know if I would have that much energy. Or if he'll be willing enough. It might last a few months (I'm taking around 6 months), but long term relationship not really. We both won't be the most naturally "compatible" irl and I've come to terms with that 😔 we can be amazing friends though 🔥🔥

[habibisagi]

who makes this for u

[m1ckeyb3rry]

i feel like every ness fan is convinced they are the ONLY person in the world to like him and everyone else hates him LMAOAO like maybe it’s because i don’t really interact with any ness content but literally every post about him i do stumble upon is always like “i love ness so much he’s my favorite character ever but everyone despises him and thinks he should be retconned out of the story and banned from playing soccer for one bazillion years :((((” BRO WHO IS EVERYONE????

[mydarkorchid]

I was asked this question the other day so I’m curious to see what the consensus is here. Feel free to explain your reasons down in the notes 😁

[ghostbeam]

The more I read bllk the more I am just like. I really love isagi

[seravphs]

I started reading blue lock guys I promise I’m diversifying my portfolio