#dada blue lock

[aesterblaster]

Bro, I can't even explain how happy I am that the anime artists for blue lock changed Dada around so he looks like a normal person..

THEY EVEN MADE HIS PALMS A DIFFERENT COLOR

Like this is so nice to see especially with anime having a pretty anti-black and racist track record when it comes to designing poc and it's a taste of how well blue lock incorporates diversity into it's story as it reaches a global scale...also quells all my worries of Shidou being whitewashed <3

[aninipanin1]

I love your manager reader fics 💕💖💕

I'm curious about adult manager reader first interaction with the world 5 tho 👀 you only write them a bit in passing but I love to read more about em

MISS RIGHT

Notes: I am so glad you asked for this AHAHAHAH and thank you so much for the support

"You all will be staying here until the matches start, which is scheduled until the end of the second selection. You will be alerted of when this is, so as of now, you all can do whatever it is you wish, even heading out of the facility if ever."

Anri nodded her head at the five players from all over the world, trying her best to make sure her English was atleast understandable. The players did not seem to pay attention to her words all that much, just nodding off at the brief explanation. After all, they were just after the check and well, a few of their own personal agendas. Not anything serious. And well, Anri did not mind at all, leaving them the moment all was said and done.

The facility was rather big, well it was big from the outside but on the inside, it was definitely bigger. Especially since they heard it housed more than 200 teenagers, who all lived here. Well, surely it has to be really big to be comfortable, or it's not and its conditions are inhumane which would definitely get the authorities involved, especially since most of the participants were minors. So that means it was the former.

And with that, each of the 5 foreign players headed somewhere to quell their boredom.

LEONARDO LUNA

The Spanish player found himself resting in one of the lounge areas of the separated stratum for the staffs to work on to avoid any of the players seeing him and finding out the second plan for their second selection.

He scrolled through his phone mindlessly, finding it a tad bit boring since there was really nothing new about the topics that he liked in general. And he would have continued to be bored until he heard a minor 'thud' hit the floor near him. He admitted, it made his heart jump, and his head whipped in the direction immediately.

Thankfully, it was not as bad as he thought it was, seeing the thud was of a huge pile of papers instead of the person themself slipping on the floor. Like the supposed gentleman he was, he walked to yoh and helped with gathering the scattered paperwork.

"Thank you so much! Sorry for the bother!"

You said, continuously bowing her head while scampering to pick up the paper. It was in Japan's native language, so Luna had no way of understanding what the words were. However, understanding the apologetic tone and the many bows that he knows are respect of some sort in the culture of Japan, he had a vague idea at least.

'Must be something like thank you in Japanese...?'

"It's nothing, Miss-"

He cut himself off, though, when he looked down at the contents of the papers in his hands. It was printed with different japanese texts, all he could not understand, but there are drawings and sketches about some sort of strategy for a real 11 vs 11 match, probably for practice sessions.

But, the placements of the positions were definitely... interesting and even unconventional, to say the least. But, it peeked his interest enough for him to ask you about it.

"Hmm, may I ask Miss. Did you make these?"

Realizing that you were talking to THE Leonardo Luna made you nervous. Clearing your throat, you nodded and spoke in English to try and hopefully cross the language barrier.

"Yes, I did, Sir. Um, I'm the manager and a helper of Ego-san when it comes to training the players."

"Hmm."

He hummed, and that only made the nerves worse. You knew he was judging the positions of the practice sheets you made, which were all just theories you made and have yet to test out. But, here it was, being looked at by a world class player.

'Out of all my work, why this one?!' You panicked in your mind.

However, instead of the scrutiny you thought it would face, he looked to be impressed. Eyes moving about the paper and his mind seeming to run about how each scenario may work, and needless to say, he was impressed with how you formed such a creative way of arranging players with differing talents and skills.

He then looked at you. For someone who does not look like much, you exceeded his expectations. He'd give it to you, you have a creative yet logical and sound mind, a mix of opposing characteristics but meshed well in the sport.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Luna?"

"No. Nothing's wrong. Just continue being creative, Ms. I like the way your brain works."

He said, leaning close to your face with a smirk filled with mischief and a hint of amazement. Huh, looks like this place is not that bad. He thought the people in here either ranged from crazy to idiotic, but, there are still some people here that is worth the attention.

Needless to say, your first impression on him was more than good.

ADAM BLAKE

It was a few days before the end of the second selection was set, and you were as busy as ever. Stopping by a water fountain set up around the facility, you stopped for a moment to refill your water tumbler while balancing your tablet.

It did not take long before you finished the small task, but before you left the place, you felt someone behind you, his closeness apparent from the way you felt his breath touch the nape of your skin and his body slightly against your back as if your sixth sense themselves felt the pinch of the person's presence.

"Well, well...I did not know there was a beautiful manager around here."

You stopped typing on your tablet before turning around to find yourself face to face with the infamous English player. He was almost twice the size of you, having the advantage of playing a sport professionally and all.

And that fact intimidated you, gulping at the flirtatious smirk on his face as he leaned even more to you while you pulled back to try and avoid his face as much as you could.

"Um, pardon, sir-"

"Adam is fine, sweethcheeks. Damn, you're even prettier up close."

'What is even happening...'

The proximity made you even more nervous and confused. Out of all the people, it was you that he had to approach? And besides, does he not feel shame that there are cameras around the facility or the fact that someone may just pass by and walk in on you two like this? Oh, the scandal that might ensue will ruin your whole career!

And you being quite responsible, knew that the only way to avoid that was to avoid the man himself. So you did just that, calm and sweetly letting him down as best as you can without having to anger him or potentially your and his career.

"Um, I'm so sorry, Mr. Blake, but I have to go and do my work." You tried to walk to his side and escape, only for him to slide in front of you again, the smirk on his face growing wider.

"Hey now, there's no need to be scared. I don't bite, unless you want me to."

He used the fact that he was double your size, trapping you to receiving his flirtatious words and gazes. Truthfully, before he saw you, he was starting to get bored due to the lack of entertainment in the facility. So, when he heard there was a female manager walking around the facility that was his age, he wanted to see what you were about.

And well, at first he was disappointed. You looked...plain. Not bad looking, in fact, you were pretty, but very much like a plain Jane. Maybe it was because he was used to seeing the most beautiful of actors and models that he is a bit insentivized with appearances, and that was how he felt.

But, the moment you did catch his attention was when he heard Luna start to talk about you. The Spanish player would always mention you in passing conversations about football and just general topics, he seemed to genuinely love to talk about you and about how you were supposedly smart and unique in your own ways.

At first, he was annoyed at this. He just could not shut up about you, can't he? But, he wanted to look at this from another perspective. So, here he was now, trying his best to find out what was so interesting about you in the best way he knew possible. He was bored too, so why not?

"Um please, I really have to go."

"Ah-ah, not yet, sweetheart. Why not stay here for a bit? I can-"

But to his surprise, you were not taking 'no's seriously, only your job was serious in your mind and at that current moment, you really needed to continue it. So, you crouched and ran out of his hold before scurrying away like a skittish animal.

"I'm so sorry, sir! But I really needed to go. Bye."

You kept the politeness before vanishing through the many halls of the facility, leaving him starstrucked. In all his life, there had been many instances of him being rejected. Sure, most of the time the girls were more than willing to flirt with him, but that does not mean there have been a few share who immediately turned him down.

So why was this different?

It was probably the way your eyes looked. Instead of the usual flushed expression followed by an annoyed tone, instead he was met with only a distracted haze in your eyes. Like, your mind did not even set in the fact that he was flirting with you, that you were too focused in whatever you were about to do.

Like you were close to clueless about his intentions. Or maybe, you just did not care at all, finding your job much more fulfilling and important to pay attention to.

And this ignited something in him. He always did love a bit of a challenge in everything, especially women. He'll take on the challenge of making you start to pay attention to him, to the point that you will be distracted by him.

'Hm, let's see how much you interest me even more as time passes, Miss Y/n.'

PABLO CAVAZOS

"You mean, I don't look good in green?"

The Argentinian frowned at the advice, not in a malicious way that he disregarded your opinion, but in a disappointed way that one of his main favourite colors to wear clashed with his bright hair.

"That doesn't mean you can't wear it anymore though. I think a muted green would look really good, just not neon green."

You added with a smile. Out of all the players in World 5, you became the closest with Cavazos a lot (with a few exceptions), and this was due to how in some strange way, you two had a lot in common. From your likes in food and entertainment to the love of cute things and even some of your habits.

And that all started with this certain conversation when the player walked out of his room wearing a neon green sweater, and you being you, started to talk about possible combinations of color that may fit him as well as color theory for some reason.

"But, I think monochrome fits you the best. So your eyes and hair can pop even more!"

Now, Pablo was a man who knew exactly what he wanted, and he did not care for what other people usually told him. Due to his eccentric looks, he was always the point of attention, someone people would pay attention to immediately in a large room whether it was for good or not.

He has been told most of his life how to present himself. What are the best ways to suit his features with something. To wear something that would get the attention off of his hair and eyes and instead have it mix in with the rest of his outfit, or to even cut his hair so he won't be as distracting. But, one moment, it's as if he had some sort of epiphany.

He realized that those people, were not looking out for him as he thought they initially. Instead, they wanted him to stop shining because of who he really is. They wanted to take his star quality and shine away, the things that made him unique out of everyone in the world.

So he stopped listening to what everyone said, and instead, he tried to try and stand out more, to take more space in the eyes of the people, strangers or not. To reject any type of rejection towards his true self.

Atleast, that's what he should do with you. To tell you to stop giving him opinions that just take away to who he truly is. But, instead he listens intently, nodding and even sparing a smile at some lighthearted jokes you'd mix in.

Why? He doesn't know why, either. Maybe it was the tone of your voice. One filled with happiness and genuineness, not that of condescension. You just gave genuine advice, not force them unto him, the shine in your eyes telling him there was no malice or want to suppress him, but instead a longing to find him succeed in even something so small like clothing choices.

So, he listens to you ramble about color theory and takes into mind what you were telling him, even at the expense of changing his fashion choices.

And you continued your mindless chatter, until you realized that you did not have any position to tell a man of his fame and standing what to do, when everything he currently did seemed to work.

On reflex, you tried covering your mouth, gasping a bit at the realization.

"I'm so sorry for babbling too much! I-"

But, he only cut you off. Taking your wrist in his hand, his face remaining emotionless and cool as he just shook his head.

"No, no. I like all your advice. Please continue."

DADA SILVA

"How am I even going to carry all of these?"

You mumbled as you looked at the large boxes that were in the storage room, all stacked upon each other. You can already feel the strain on your back and bones at the prospect of carrying the heavy boxes and transferring them to another room.

The current storage room was deemed a bit big to just be a storage room, so to make use of the space, everything in it will be transferred in a different and smaller room. Unfortunately for you, you were the only one currently available to make the move.

Not complaining anymore, you used your brain to make the move a bit easier. Using carts and other contraptions to move the heavy boxes. But of course, even with this, moving dozens of heavy boxes was not an easy feat for one woman.

"Ugh, just a few more...and then maybe, I can get some rest."

But to your surprise, the box in your hand that was a point of struggle for you was taken out of your hands gently. Blinking at the sudden predicament, you looked up to find a familiar figure standing tall, his arms carrying the boxes with ease as if they did not have any significant weight to them.

"Pardon for the sudden intrusion, but I can't just let a lady continue struggling."

"Oh, Sir Silva, you didn't have to-"

"It's nothing. It's only a few boxes."

He shrugged and continued the walk, you led the way, hand still pushing the rest of the boxes on the cart now that your hands were free. If you were not gonna lie, you definitely felt somewhat nervous.

Why would you not be? You let someone like THE Dada Silva help you out in something so miniscule. Sure, he offered, but he was legit being paid millions by the facility and the JFU, and you were letting him do peasant work? Oh, how the heads will kill you if they find out the stunt you pulled.

Nevertheless, you gave a bright smile filled with gratitude.

"Thank you so much for the help, Mr. Silva...I am REALLY sorry for inconveniencing you."

The man could not help the soft smile that pulled on his face. The look in your eyes, even the fidgety look in your figure, definitely showed how genuine you were about the gratitude and apology. Not that he wanted one. It was just common sense for a man to help a lady that he could see was in need.

But, it did feel a little lighter and more fun when you gave him the sweetest thank you and smile he was ever given by anyone.

You had been the talk between the rest of his fellow players. From Luna's neverending praise for your intelligence and creativity, to Cavazos' rain of appreciation and mentions of your open and kind personality, and even Blake's nonstop plans of wanting to impress you himself, and supposedly redeem himself in your eyes, whatever that meant.

So, naturally, he got curious, too. All the words they threw about you were all a jumbled mess, different perspectives of different people towards one individual. And so, due to this, he cannot really make out who you really were or what type of person you were.

So, he went to investigate himself, not wanting to rely on hearsay. He approached you, finding it a good moment to see you struggling with the boxes. It can be less awkward when he has another reason to talk with you other than his own curiousity!

And, he can safely say he can definitely see what each of them talked about. Your words carried hidden intelligence to them, your words being softly spoken yet had a sharpness to them that only someone with a deep understanding of the topic can ever hold.

He can also see that you were sweet to the core. Just your aura alone exuded that same kindness your voice did, making him ease to you. When was the last time he had a very innocent interaction with someone, especially a woman, like this again?

Now, it was not that he villainized everybody around him. No, he knew some people who were genuinely good. But most of them were only good to him due to some sort of agenda that hid deep in their hearts. Whether it is a professional relation filled with nothing but serious countenance and formal conversations, or a more give and take relationship, one that was a bit more intimate, but not something genuine. Instead, it was all about what to receive off of pretending to be in a more personal relationship, either supposed friendship or romantic relations.

But with this, it feels so much more freeing. So much more chill and flowy, like the careless waves of the ocean. One that was there just because of mutual respect towards each other as human beings who have complex emotions and feelings.

"Thank you for the small conversation, Mr. Silva! It definitely cured my boredom in moving these boxes."

"Like I said, it's nothing, Ms. Y/n. I had fun too."

For now, there was nothing much to it. Just two people having fun talking to the other, finding the difference and similarities between the other entertaining enough for the genuine laughter.

But, who's to say this moment filled with a barrage of kaleidoscope colors is a one-off thing that can never repeat in this supposed monotonous facility?

ADDITIONAL TIME!

Y/n: *Accidentally rizzing the four World 5 members.*

Meanwhile, Y/n with Loki: You're really cute. I can adopt you too like the other 300 under boys I already adopted-

Loki: ...pardon?

I hate school so much, but your girl has to keep her honour student shebang cause why not?

Blue Lock is WRITTEN by Kaneshiro Muneyuki and ILLUSTRATED by Nomura Yusuke. All credits to the both of them.

[milaisreading]

i wonder what would happen if the world 5 were to meet the ex husband/fiance

🌱🩷: HERE U GOOOO!! Took me a good minute to finish this😭 thanks for the request!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

It was a semi-normal day in (Y/n)'s life. Well, as normal as it could be now that Ego had left her to supervise the World 5 around Tokyo. After days of begging and pleading from Pablo's side, Ego and their managers approved of them going on a small spree around Japan's capital. (Y/n) was dragged into this by Loki, although the boy meant all the best, she still would have rather stayed in the warm facility than walking around cold Tokyo. But, she couldn't complain much either, she got a paid day off!

'Well, at least they get to relax today. Ego-san can be really tyrannical with pros as well.' The woman chuckled nervously as she watched them look around the market while she drank the hot chocolate, then looked back to where Loki was.

"What do you have there?" (Y/n) asked the teen, who was holding a box with some anime prints.

"It's a figurine from a show I used to watch when I was still in elementary school! I can't believe I actually found this!" Loki said excitedly, causing (Y/n) to smile in endearment.

'Prodigy or not, he is still a kid. He reminds me a lot of Niko when he behaves like this.' She thought, watching as the boy took out his wallet to pay to the salesman. The woman quickly sprung into action and followed after him.

"Wait. Let me do the talking."

"Huh? Why?" Loki wondered as the woman moved closer to him, keeping the same smile on her face. Although, it looked a little bit tense.

"We are at a local market here, Loki-kun. And people here will charge you more if they hear you speak English to them."

Loki blinked at her.

"Why would anyone do that? I am sure that's just a rumor."

"Oh my sweet summer child." (Y/n) sighed dramatically and pat his head.

"Just stick by me in this one."

"But, what about them? They would be in the same boat as I am." (Y/n) looked over at the 4 adults Loki was pointing at, who were looking at the different souvenirs the salespeople were offering them.

"I will deal with that as well. For now, you are more important since you are a child."

(Y/n) hummed a little and took the box out of Loki's hands, the boy quickly following after her.

Nearby, an unfamiliar man stared at (Y/n) in surprise, face going pale like he saw a ghost.

'(Y/n)... Am I seeing things?! Is that really her?'

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"What do you have there?" Adam raised an eyebrow as he saw Luna hold a bag, peaking inside, he saw it was a (f/c) bear.

"A plush toy? I didn't take you to like stuff like that." Adam teased the blonde, who glared at him while trying to fight down a blush. The Spaniard looked down at the bag the Brit was holding, only to find a (f/c), stuffed dog.

"Shut it. It isn't for me- And you have one as well!"

"What isn't for you?" Pablo raised an eyebrow while holding 2 bigger Hello kitty dolls. This sight didn't surprise the two, knowing how much the Argentinian liked cute things, or whatever he deemed cute.

"Shouldn't we go and look for (Y/n) and Loki? We really went further away from them than we should have." Silva argued, interrupting their talk for a moment.

"And why do you have a stuffed animal?"

The three pros wondered as the saw the Brazilian holding a (f/c) dolphin plushie.

"I bought this for (Y/n). She said she likes these things to collect." Silva explained simply, not giving his words much of a thought.

"What? No, you can't do that!" Adam and Luna yelled as some of the passerbys sent them confused looks.

"And why not?"

"Because... I got her that already. And,I did if first, so you pick something else." Adam said proudly, earning glare from Luna and Silva now.

"Since when do you make the rules here? And I got her a plush as well. A much better one." Luna smirked as the other two protested. Pablo, growing annoyed cleared his throat, catching the attention of the three.

"All of you get some petty little plushies for her-"

"Hey!"

"Pablo, they are not!"

"Who died and made you king?"

The Argentinian ignored all three and pointed at the two Hello kitty plushies he was holding.

"I, on the other hand bough a plushie for her and myself. Hello kitty ones. The ones couples buy for each other."

Pablo smirked when he saw their faces turn redder in anger, but before anyone could say anything, Loki ran towards them.

"Thank God I found you guys. I need your help." Loki panted as he stopped running, the anger the trio felt got replaced by confusion.

"Why are you running?" Adam wondered.

"And where is (Y/n)? Don't tell me you left her alone and defenseless." Silva wondered as Loki sweatdropped.

"Calm down, she is fine.... Somewhat."

"Somewhat?" Luna raised an eyebrow.

"And why did you put the translators on?" Pablo wondered.

"I needed them. Listen, there is a guy talking to (Y/n) right now, and as far as I got he wants her to come home with him? I don't know, but they seem to know each other-"

Loki stopped talking as he noticed the blank looks on their faces, regretting he blurted it out like that.

'Shit...' The French boy thought as Luna cleared his throat.

"Ok. Hold this. I will handle it. Where is she?" The Spaniard gave Loki the bag he was holding as the player pointed in the direction he came from.

"Dowm there. At the entrance of the market."

"Ok." The cold tone in Luna's voice scared Loki even more as he watched the Spaniard put on the earbuds Ego gave them.

"I will come with you." Silva said, handing the plush to Loki and following after Luna.

'I never saw him frown like that! Scary!' Loki shuddered, as the other two gave him their items before following after the two, not saying anything.

'I will kick that guy's ass.' Adam thought, keeping his anger in check as Pablo pouted, equally mad.

'Some guy wants to take her home? The hell?!'

---

Meanwhile, (Y/n) was trying to find any possible way out of talking to the man who previously spotted her. Who was her former fiancé. The woman was basically at her wits end by now, with him not being able to take a no, and now Loki being gone.

'What do I do now? I couldn't have lost him, right?' She tried to excuse herself, but the man quickly grabbed her hand.

"What now?" (Y/n) asked, sounding annoyed as she looked back at him.

"Come on, please. I know I messed up. But, I am really sorry. Can't you reconsider your answer?" The man asked, tightening his grip around her wrist. The woman flinched a little, not wanting to cause a scene, especially with how popular Blue lock was getting, they didn't need unnecessary press.

"No. I don't love you anymore, and you don't love me either."

"I do love you. I really want you back."

"You had me at one point, but you lost me the moment you cheated. I really wish I didn't buy that wedding dress if I knew."

The man sighed, looking annoyed that she brought it up. (Y/n) rolled her eyes, finally tugging her hand out of his grip and backing away.

"Hey wait." The man said, about to grab her hand again.

"I think that's enough." Luna's voice surprised both of them, especially the man since it was in English.

"Huh?" She blinked as Luna pushed him away, quite harshly if she could say so.

Pablo and Adam quickly pulled her behind Silva.

"Where did you guys come from?" (Y/n) asked in surprise and confusion, thinking that they may have already left the market grounds, and not expecting them to be at the entrance again.

"Don't worry about us. We are here to take care of this asshole for you." Pablo said as he joined in on Silva and Luna berating the man in English and in their native languages.

"It's fine. You don't have to put your reputation at risk here." (Y/n) quickly said as she tried to calm everyone down, but it fell on deaf ears.

"No need to worry about us. We will take care of the creep very fast." Adam sent her a smile before joining the rest. The woman heard footsteps behind her and quickly turned around thinking it was the police, only to find Loki holding a bunch of plushies.

"I am so sorry for leaving you alone like that. Is the creep gone?" Loki said apologetically as he looked at the group and then back at (Y/n).

"He isn't a creep, I think so. And don't apologize. I wasn't in any danger." She tried to calm the boy down.

"Not in danger? But, a random man asked you to come to his home. That's creepy."

The woman chuckled a little, not noticing that the 4 men had stopped talking to look at her.

"While he is annoying, he isn't a random man. He is my ex-fiancé."

The 4 men tensed up while the ex gulped as he felt Silva's grip around his arm tighten.

'Ex... Ex-fiancé?! This loser?! He doesn't look like he could take care of a fenced-in herd of sheep, let alone get married to (Y/n) of all people!' Luna thought in disbelief as he looked at her and then the ex.

'This is a joke, right? No way did this ugly man ever date her. She must have been brainwashed into liking him.' Pablo sent the man a glare, which caused him to flinch a little.

'This ant dated her? Was supposed to get married to her? He looks like he struggles with the basic tasks.' Silva hummed, his anger flaring up even more.

'My cute (Y/n) did so much charity work with this one. Good thing she left that behind.' Adam internally sobbed as he glared at the man as well. Even Loki was a little baffled by that revelation.

"Really? I never knew that."

"Well I never really mention him for reasons."

"Reasons?" Loki asked in genuine curiosity as the four listened in.

"Yeah, he kinda found a new woman a month before our wedding." (Y/n) chuckled nervously, unaware of the mayhem of emotions the other 4 men felt.

"So... You cheated?" Adam wondered out loud, looking back at the man, who understood a decent amount of English.

"It's not like that. We just didn't see eye to eye-"

"So you ran off to another woman? While you had someone like (Y/n)?" Silva asked in disbelief as Luna sent him a sarcastic smile.

"Well, at least she got rid of this deadweight."

"I can't believe the amount of audacity..." Pablo blinked in confusion as (Y/n) continued to call out to them to leave him alone.

"I don't think they hear you..." Loki said, getting out of his own shock.

"I can see that... I will go and solve it, you stay here."

(Y/n) told the youngest and walked up to the group to talk some sense into them.

'He.. cheated on her?! What in the world?' Loki wondered.

[xillionart]

The way Ego introduced N.E.L. Masters is basically the way an Otome game introduces its love interests okay

[riririnnnn]

I.. I kinda don't blame these 5 for being rude.

I mean, they are Pro players and they got to play against High School-ers? Of course, it's a part-time job for them! Like, imagine being a calculus major and someone pits you against a high school-er—obviously, you are going to take the other kid lightly.

Further, what makes you think Ego didn't specifically tell them to belittle the Blue Lock-ers, so they'd know the real taste of the real world?

And if we were to ignore Luna's backhanded compliments and indirect racism, what he said here:

..isn't actually quite wrong, you know.

To put things into perspective: 300 teen-agers (yeah the numbers decrease, but still), the uniforms, the gym/other equipments, food, water, electricity, the whole Blue Lock infrastructure in itself, maintenance, etc., all for ONE striker?

You getting me?

Wack!

And then we have this goofy ahh fellow:

The PTSD in question:

He got some heavy ultra premium tungsten-coated steel balls to say those things to someone like Dada Silva.

Like, have you seen that guy's physique!?

He can literally and figuratively fold Rin in half.

And why was his ass even being so aggressive in the first place?

PARDON!?

Who taught you such things, Rin!?

I don't know about you guys, but in my culture, it's considered pretty disrespectful to even call someone by their name if there is a slightest of age gap, you have to use a term of respect/relation/honorfic, so it was a HUGE deal for me when Rin dropped that word to someone who is 11 years older than him!

I just can't fathom that scene; shiver me timbers.

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In my silly little headcanons, I, sometimes, think that Sae thought about picking Rin for the U-20 match, but then he saw the clips of Rin being a edgelord during the World Five match, and he backed away saying, "I'm not associating myself with that guy."

[lovelybrandt]

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Thanks To Send For lesaraxdragon.

[sweetsillyclown]

I still need to get used to my new drawing style...

[scared-of-relationship]

The lack of Master strikers and World 5 fanfic both in ao3 and here is sickening.

I'll start writing one soon. In the mean time, come try out my bot in cai. https://character.ai/profile/venifer

[bluelockblog]

[maochira]

LA FJFJDKALDJFKDKS LE DJGJDKSKFKF!!

I LOVE YOUR WRITING !!!!

I know it's not what you usually do but can i request the world five (exept loki obviously) as dads

Like,,, in the same way you did with the coaches?

How they would be as your new father figure and so on :D

(if you don't wanna do them all you can just do adam blake!!)

TYSM!! JUST. UH. I usually don't write for the world five but. BUT. How can I say no to dad headcanons........ I'm giving it a try. I barely have an idea about them tried my best😭 Also I'm doing them as actual dads, not father figures cause that's easier to write!

Requests open! - masterlist

Tags: gn!child!reader, UHH funfact I don't like Adam Blake but my father complex gonna make me like him after this 😔, this is pretty short cause...... you know I know very little about these guys

Leonardo Luna

-he shows you off at ANY chance he gets to everyone possible. He just really loves being your dad and wants everyone to know how much he loves you!!

-he takes you everywhere he goes, no matter if it's to his practices, to matches, or anything else. Probably takes you along to interviews as well and just lets you sit on his lap

-carries you a lot!! Even after you learned how to walk, he kept picking you up and carrying you around just out of habit, but it still sticks around with him a lot

Pablo Cavazos

-he's not strict at all. Like, there aren't really any rules except don't get in trouble and be honest. Okay there are more rules than that, but those are the basics

-sometimes he doesn't act as much like a father as he should and more like a brother, because he's not as serious on some things as he should be, but he's trying his best

-he lets you sit on his lap when he's playing video games and most of the time you fall asleep there. Then he debates with himself if he should let you sleep there, even if he gets a bit uncomfortable, or if he should bring you to bed, but with the risk of waking you up

Dada Silva

-very energetic dad!! Messes around with you a lot and jokes about pretty much everything

-he knows the right situations when it's time to get serious with you, though. Like when you messed something up and he has to tell you what was wrong about it

-many. MANY hugs!!! As a greeting, as a goodbye, and really just at any chance he gets. He also always squeezes you a little bit too tight

Adam Blake

-he kinda gives off tired but happy dad vibes tbh

-he loves to spend time with you!! But he's often busy and always tired when he finds time to be with you. That doesn't stop him from being there for you, though

-he loves to go outside with you because it brings his energy back!! Also because you're just a little energetic bean in general

[ryozeroswim]

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DADAPABLO WORLD DOMINATION

[aninipanin1]

Haiti I love that your writing for the masters omg (no one write for them)

Anyways I was wondering if you can write about master hanging out with manager yn! Outta blue lock, like they get weekends off and she gets taken on date

^_^ thank you

DATE WITH WHO?!

Notes: Soo I chose Snuffy with this one, mainly just a random pick. Since I already made a post with Lavinho, it's Snuffy's turn. The others would have their time to shine, don't worry! Its also one of my most favourite piece I ever wrote on this blog, legit squealing at some parts lol. Also, the arts and other places in here may not be accurate since I don't live in Japan nor am I Japanese, so just a small warning. Hope you enjoy!

"You're going on a date with who?!" Anri said, slamming her palms on the desk of the table, her eyes wild and wide as if the news was something to be panicked over. You tilted your head at the reaction.

"With Snuffy-san, but I don't really consider it a date. It's just a hangout since he said he saw a museum in Kamakura and wanted to sightsee, so I'll take him there!"

Anri nodded and sat down before sending a haphazard look towards Ego, whose glasses fogged the look in his eyes. He doesn't look too happy, and who would be? That guy managed to score a date with you even if you two hadn't known each other for more than a few months, yet he has known you ever since the beginning of Blue Lock.

But, the bright smile on your face managed to win him over as he sighed. He knew you were a huge enthusiast of the arts and science, so going to a museum is probably something you would really like, especially since its a once in a lifetime for the JFU to give you two days of rest.

"Go on, the bus provided to you is arriving in a few minutes." With that, he turned his chair again to face the screen, acting unbothered. You bowed to both him and Anri and scurried away.

Anri raised an eyebrow at Ego and sighed.

'His stubbornness is not helping his case at all...'

"Snuffy-san! Good morning!"

You greeted the man who awaited you in the train station. It was your first time seeing him wear something casual, with a simple button-up shirt and slacks, his usual headband on his head, but in a simpler color. You felt like you overdressed, as you look down on your own outfit.

Instead, he just gave you a warm smile.

"Good morning, Y/n. I assume you're ready for today?"

"Yup! I'm as ready as I can ever be!"

He chuckled lowly at your enthusiasm, he was more than satisfied that his questioning of the Blue Lockers under his wing about your interests and likes led to this. Niko, being one of the closest players to you, mentioned your love for arts and science, even telling him how you have been wanting to visit a certain museum in Kamakura for a while now.

And so, he made sure that he got to ask you first thing in the morning when he heard you will be having a few days of break just so he take you there. He extended his hand to you, making sure to be subtle yet romantic as possible to set a tone that you won't feel awkward at all.

"Shall we go, mi'lady?"

You let out a laugh at his actions and words, happily taking his hand that was hilariously larger than yours. And with that, the day begun with a huge promise between the two of you.

The museum did not have many people, and it was a weekday, so both of you did not experience much hassle with the registration and the tour around the museum. Your mouth was hung in awe. The colors and shapes the museum offered felt so beautiful in your eyes. Your brain was hungry for information about each piece, wondering what the history and significance behind it was.

Walking up to one of the canvases that had an ethereal painting of a man and woman in the traditional Ukiyo-e artstyle, the colors and uniqueness popping in the woodblock. It felt ethereal yet a little melancholic, like there was a deep love stoeu that brewed between the two muses in the painting. Turning to Snuffy, who also looked at the painting from beside you and asked a question mindlessly.

"Snuffy-san, do you think they ended up together? I hope they did..."

The man could not help but let out a small laugh at the wistful expression in your face, finding it adorable that you felt such deep emotions with a painting.

"Hmm, we don't know. There isn't a description either if the people in the painting were really true people once. I guess its up to our imaginations now, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I agree..! Then I imagine that they did end up together, and well got married and whatever legacy they left behind as a couple!"

Snuffy smiled at that. Ah, how optimistic of you. For someone who can be pragmatic at times, you are quite the hopeless romantic. This trip was really useful in him getting to know you, huh?

With this knowledge, he knows how he'll start to slowly win you over. Extending his hand to hold your wrist gently, he gave you a comforting yet charming smile, one that would make any girl sheepish.

"Lets look at another artwork, shall we?"

"U-uh...sure!" You were definitely taken aback by his touchiness, but since he was so polite with it at the same time, you could not help but get a bit shy.

The museum had a lot to offer, having 3 floors filled with different works of art and inventions with interesting meanings behind it. You both shuffled closer at a seemingly new exhibit with a worker explaining the background of the large artpiece that was painted on a large wooden canvas.

"This is called the "Art of Two Hearts" by an unknown artist in the year 1786. The many colours depict the wonders of the emotion of love, specifically, one that is new. The blue represents the trust and peacefulness you feel with the other, the red represents passion and love, the yellow represents the dreams and hopes, and finally, this pink thread represents the two hearts connecting, pulling itself towards the other, hoping that the other responds the same. It masterfully depicted the feeling of realization, when you look at that person and in your mind you say: "Yes, he or she is the one."

Everyone was focused on the words of the lady, curiousity in their eyes as they looked back at the large canvas. Sure, it was hard to understand at first since it was an abstract art, but when explained, the colours and cloud like texture of the paint made so much sense, especially to those who have experience the feeling, that is love.

And Snuffy himself believed that maybe, just maybe, he is currently experiencing it too. The cloudy feeling of butterflies in your stomach and chest, the colourful view of the world, the feeling of trust in someone because she has proven to him that she was a person filled with nothing but kindness to him and everyone else. The feeling of love and passion that he never felt for anyone else in his life, at least, not in this way. The feeling of hope that maybe, just maybe he had a chance, that even is hes not the best in the world, and like all the other men who wanted you, you would still turn your attention to him.

The pull of his heart from yours like a string, trying its best to combine with yours, that your heart hopefully does not resist the pull and find another string and instead run to where his heart is-

Shit. He's screwed, isn't he?

"You didn't have to take me here too, Snuffy-san."

You said, feeling a little embarrassed as you looked at the man who sat infront of you, the two of you waiting for your orders.

After scouring the museum and noticing that it was lunchtime, he insisted on taking you to eat before dropping you back to your house. The said man gave you a smile, his chin on his hands that was propped up on the table.

"I wanted to, Y/n. Don't be embarrassed or shy, I asked you to accompany me to this museum, so it's the least I can do."

"Oh no, its nothing! I really enjoyed it today, very much so, Snuffy-san! If I were to be honest, I was so surprised you wanted to go to this specific museum because I have always wanted to go here, so accompanying you was like killing two birds with one stone!"

'I know about that already..'

"Really? Then I'm happier that it ended up that way. Hmmm..."

He looked at you, like he was currently thinking about something before finally opening his mouth.

"May I ask, if youre comfortable with speaking English?"

You blinked at the question. It was not bad, but it was a little surprising and confusing as to why he would ask all of a sudden, but you nodded anyways.

"Yup, I'm fine with conversational English. Why do you ask, Snuffy-san?"

"Then will it be fine, if we take our earpieces off? I want to hear your real voice when talking to you just for today, instead of this artificial copy of your voice."

Snuffy did not really like the fakeness of the voice. Sure, it sounded like your real voice, but it was still a bit robotic. The emotions and line delivery were too perfect, hence the problem. He wanted your real and raw voice. With all the emotions, imperfections, and thoughts. Not the polished and fake saccharine tone of the earpiece that got rid of the real sweetness in your tone and pronounciation.

So, a compromising language such as English will do for him. And luckily for him, you do not seem to mind, atleast from the look of the genuine smile on your face.

"Of course! I don't mind let me just-"

You pulled out the case from your pockets, and just as you were about to plug out the earpiece yourself, Snuffy did it for you. Leaning himself further to your figure across the table, he tucked your hair behind both of your ears before plugging out the earpieces from your ears and placing them back to the case that your frozen hand held up.

Your cheeks immediately warmed like it was set on fire, eyes wide like saucers, never having been that close, nor did a man ever do that to you before, you were definitely more than shocked. You felt like the female lead of some sort of romance novel or a shoujo manga, like for that moment the world slowed down.

It was not that you had any romantic interest towards Snuffy. You had great respect for him as a coworker and a great football player, but he did not exactly make his case easier, being an attractive man. That's the part where you can not even lie. Hell, he had a lot of fangirls, and that must mean something.

But, you shook your head. He was just being a gentleman. That was it. And with that thinking, you managed to move on with what he did. The flustered fire on your nerves dimmed down, finally managing to calm down.

Before you can acquire what just happened, the waiter arrived with the tray of food in his hands.

Unbeknownst to you, however, that Snuffy was as flustered at what he did, but he hid it behind his usual calm and gentle appearance.

He had been with many women, yes. But, none of his relationships ever had this type of build-up and romance. One, so innocent yet so genuine, with nothing like lust, money, or fame attached to it. Just pure romance. And he was so flustered with this feeling.

Admittedly, he felt a bit embarrassed that he was feeling this way. But, he wondered, should he blame this to him for not being experienced about this kind of love before. Or did this feeling just feel this jittery and exciting? Is this why teenagers would act the way they did with their crushes, because they felt this innocent type of admiration and love for someone? Not because there were things attached to the word love?

Damn, he really is in trouble, isn't he? He was here for football, not for romance. Yet, he found that here, in the most unlikely place he thought he would find it.

ADDITIONAL TIME!

UBERS

"Good for him. Our coach is the one with the most balls to ask Y/n-san out." Barou commented as he looked at Niko's phone, reading the comments as well.

"Yeah, but I can't get rid of the picture of Chris Prince, Lavinho and hell maybe even Noel Noa crashing out just because of this." Niko said laughing at the thought of the reactions of the other coaches at the fact that Snuffy was the first one to ask you out on a date.

"I would laugh, glamourously, of course." Aryu said as he dried his hair. Meanwhile, Oliver, who was beside him, was just laughing at the many comments under the post. Especially, those that thought this was a soft launch of you and their master's supposed "relationship."

"Nah, thinking about the other coaches being jealous at this fact makes me a little satisfied." Oliver said smugly as if he was the one who accomplished something, which Niko and Barou of course commented about snarkily.

MANSHINE CITY

"Why is he so loud?" Nagi grumbled, awakening from his nap as he looked at a very angry Chris Prince being calmed by Reo, sleepily.

"Its cause Snuffy-san from Ubers posted a picture of Y/n-san after a supposed date." Chigiri laughed as he showed his phone to Nagi, who squinted at the bright blur of the phone before the photo of you sinked in his mind.

"Hmm...good for Y/n-san, she looks like she's enjoying...but why is Prince pissed?"

"Because he's jealous he wasn't the one who asked her out first, duh." Chigiri pointed out the obvious, laughing at the pissed coach and a miserable Reo.

"Look, you have to calm down-"

"I AM CALM!"

Reo rolled his eyes at the coach's clearly angry face from his eyes and clenched eyebrows, and the veins that popped in his neck and forehead.

"Yeah, you are...but it's not like you can't ask her out after this. From the looks of it, and I think from Y/n-san's obliviousness, it was just a date, no confirmation of a relationship. I don't even think she thought this was a date when she went." The purple-haired striker said, hoping it would calm the restless blonde master.

"I guess...but you don't get it, Reo! She'll think I'm not original, which is bullshit by the way! I can be so much more original and charming and romantic than that...guy! Just he wait-"

He kept rambling, making Reo sigh as he continued to listen to whatever his ciach had to ramble about him planning an even better date or being a better guy for you.

'I knew this won't end well.'

BARCHA

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" The Barcha members flinched at the sudden outburst of their coach, who was scrolling on his phone.

'Ah shit, he finally found out.' All of them simultaneously thought and sweatdropped. It was a little scary how everyone thought he would react the way he already was, well except a happy Bachira, who was more than pleased that it was one of the more 'trusted' coach that you went out with.

"WAS NO ONE PLANNING TO TELL ME?! Oh my poor Y/n, she was definitely bored with that guy taking her out!" Lavinho cried out as he scrolled through the pictures. You looked really pretty (as you always are), but he felt regret and disappointment that it was not him you were with at that moment.

"Because we onow you'd react like this, coach." Otoya said cooly. Lavinho just shrugged off that answer and continued scrolling at the comments, which was a bad idea since the innuendos of the people pissed him off even more.

"NOPE! NOPE! NO ONE IS SOFT LAUNCHING CRAP! NOT UNTIL I GET TO ASK HER ON A DATE!"

"Sheesh...atleast he didn't throw a larger tantrum over this." Kitsunezato said before the rest of the team just ignored him, continuing whatever they were doing before their coach interrupted them.

BASTARD MUNCHEN

"Damn, Noa-san is so much more harsher and colder today, huh?" Hiori commented as everyone panted after a much tougher training than usual under the number one striker in the world's wing.

"What's got him in a bad mood, I wonder, I wonder?" Kurona added, very much curious as to why the coach was in such a bad mood, well enough to make Ness and Raichi run around the whole facility 10 times just cause they were arguing over something petty.

"I may have an idea." Yukimiya said as he pulled out one of the facility's tablet's before opening up the app and showed the post Snuffy made about you and a hangout, translated date.

"Oh, yeah...I get it now." Hiori said, as Kurona nodded. It was not much of a surprise that everyone around the team knew how their master felt about you. Isagi, who just finished his own lap, looked at the post and let out an 'ah' of realization.

"What are you all gossiping about?" Most of them let out a shriek as they found the usual cold gaze of their coach. Their heads turned around to face Noel Noa who's gaze hardened even more when he saw the same post he saw that morning that made his breakfast taste bitter and the stress around the facility annoying.

"Return to training or else, you'll all follow Ness and Raichi around the facility."

"Yes sir!"

PXG

"Yeah, I get it-"

"NO, YOU DON'T LOKI! THAT'S WHY YOU BETTER MAKE SURE THAT GUY BETTER STAY AWAY FROM HER!"

"Roger that, Mr. Blake."

"Good!"

Loki sweatdropped at the call as it ended before sighing and shaking his head. Turning his attention to his team, he raised an eyebrow when they saw that all of them (except for Rin who minded his own business) stopped doing what they were doing and instead was eavesdropping on his earlier phonecall.

"What the hell are you all doing? Start preparing for training!"

"Aww come on! Tell us what's happening! Thats Adam Blake right? I remember him from when we played against you guys in the second selection." Shidou said, pointing finger guns at Loki as the French master sighed.

"Its something petty. Remember Ms. Y/n's date with Snuffy like yesterday? Yeahh the rest of the World 5 found out about it and they all contacted me. Luna called me, then Silva, then Cavassos then finally what you heard earlier, Blake."

This made the players, mostly Shidou and Charles laugh. They now get it. Especially since they saw Ness and Raichi passing by their stratum in a jog. Now they get why, they probably pissed their master even more and got a punishment.

"Well, I'm just glad our stratum isn't involved in this mess." Karasu said, shrugging before focusing his attention on tying his cleats for practice.

"It's entertaining though! I like it!" Charles said mischievously which only made Loki glare at him.

"Yeah, yeah, you guys enjoy this because you aren't the one being called left and right by these scaredy cats of adults."

Blue Lock is WRITTEN by Kaneshiro Muneyuki and ILLUSTRATED by Nomura Yusuke. All credits to the both of them.

[milaisreading]

Crossdresser!Yn AU during Euro final:

CD!Yn: Luna-san won! Woo-hoo!!

Noa:...

Loki:...

Charles:...

Snuffy:...

Chris:...

Adam:...

Lorenzo:...

CD!Yn: Oh, sorry... Not woo-hoo...

CD!Yn, whispering to herself: I lied. Still a woo-hoo.

CD!YN,after watching Copa America final: Cavasoz-san won, woo-hoo!!

Silva:....

Lavinho:...

CD!Yn: I-I mean... not a woo-hoo...

CD!Yn, whispering to herself: Still a woo-hoo.

[n3croart]

//The top 5 world class players//

Blue lock manga coloring chapter 88

[riririnnnn]

Do you think that Shidou tried to call Dada Silva as Daddy Silva? Like, this bro is always acting up when it comes to soccer, I'm afraid he might've made Adam Blake homophobic or something.

Unless confirmed by Kaneshiro-san himself, I won't stop believing that Shidou tried giving Luna some brain damage because I know that dude wouldn't have silently stood while Luna yapped.

I think Pablo is a bit traumatised too.

Do you think Loki experienced PTSD when he first saw Shidou choosing the France stratum?