#he hadn't even considered that he just knows that he wants to be with Reo forever

[saph-yells-into-the-void]

i know n*gisagi has its fans and while for the longest time I've considered myself neutral towards it, I think I'm realizing that this is the only ship in bllk that truly gives me the ick

which is weird bc platonically, I actually fw it pretty hard. romantically though....

[riririnnnn]

More random things in Blue Lock I find endearing:

-> Brothers

LOOK AT THE HAND PLACEMENT OF SAE. JUST LOOK AT IT. LOOK. AT. IT. OHMYGOD I'M GONNA CRY.

Oh god.

It's tough to explain, but to see him supporting Rin's arm instead of the trophy makes me want to punch a wall. It feels like, "Yes, we won this together, Rin." OHMYGOD! AAAAAAAA!!!

-> Hushed wisher

I really don't think we have ever seen Noa coaching any player other than Isagi, so him silently rooting for Kaiser caught me off guard real hard. Of course, it doesn't seem like much of a big deal, but to see that Noa hadn't completely taken his eyes off of Kaiser and that he hadn't completely pulled away his trust from Kaiser hits a certain type of emotion in my heart.

Considering that Kaiser wants to win over Noa too—a fact Noa, probably, knows—makes everything feel a bit.. bittersweet.

-> CHEERS!!

The above panel happened after Shidou scored a goal against Barcha and honestly—

CUTE!!!

I mean, BM was next in line to face PxG—it's probably the reason why they were watching the match live—and they were going to face Shidou which makes them rivals, and yet, when he does something cool, they all go, "WOOHOO! THAT'S COOL!!" instead of worrying or being jealous.

It's called sportsmanship, I guess?

It's sweet.

-> BM's Dad

There's another translation, but I find the above one way better because it's so... soft.

I mean, Noa has always been shown as this cold, emotionless person who inhales and exhales logic, so it was sweet when he tried to reassure Kiyora—when he showed some kind of compassion. It was like, "Hey, Kiddo! It's okay, don't worry, you'll play the next time! Cheer up!"

It also makes it sound like even if Kiyora were not to have the required stats for the next match, then Noa was prepared to against his own ideals and let Kiyora play regardless.

Sweet!

-> Protective

When Nagi got pissed off because Barou's violent behaviour nearly hurt Reo. Like, just look at that stance, he was ready to beat the crap out of Barou if Reo wouldn't have stopped him.

No matter what label you give Nagi and Reo—lovers or friends—you can't deny that they are probably the best thing that happened to eachother.

I really want what they have.

-> "It's their love language"

They barely knew eachother and yet when these two started to brawl, they all intervened immediately—Nanase and Isagi are literally hanging onto them with their dear life. It's tough to explain, but I found the gesture really sweet, like, they didn't know them! They could bash open their skulls—it wouldn't affect them at all and yet, they are trying to stop them!

Adorbs!!

Also, Chigiri was on the other side of the field, I guess. He came running!!! So sweet!

-> First friend

The way Bachira blindly believed in Isagi. Like, he had full trust that Isagi will come and play with him. He never doubted him at all! The healthiest duo of Blue Lock!

Also, look at his duck lips. Cutie.

-> "Welcome to the academy!"

Anybody who has shifted to a completely new place full of completely new people knows how good and relieving it feels when others make an effort to help you feel welcomed.

No idea if those three extra characters got selected in the tryouts or not, but they were nice. If Kaiser would've met them earlier, then they all would've surely been good buddies.

-> Beloved Ace

The way everyone instantly got mad at Shidou when he hurt Sendou—sweet! Also, the fact that they all refused to play if Sendou didn't play makes me giggle.

I adore bonds like these so much.

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Pt: 1, 2, 3.

Probably the last of this series.

[starreo]

multi-character drabble.

includes voyeurism, mastrubation, and adult themes so, mdni.

he doesn't think much of it when you come crawling into his bed at night, he's awake, but he pretends to be asleep, thinking you'd watched another horror movie and couldn't sleep alone. your boyfriend, as usual, must've dipped, not wanting to stay over for some reason. he always wondered why somebody wouldn't want to spend the night with you.

you were absolutely gorgeous, and you had an amazing personality too, so he never understood your boyfriend for having the chance to touch you, hold you, and still not doing it. something was off, maybe he was just into men...

he almost gasped when your cold hands slipped under his shirt, the tips of your fingers tracing his abs. he'd caught you staring at them multiple times...when he'd tease you about it, you'd just get embarrassed, stuttering something about how he shouldn't roam around naked like that!!

he found it cute how you got embarrassed easily...what he found cuter was, the loud sounds you'd shamelessly make in your room when you thought he was asleep...you'd moan and whimper as you touched yourself, and sometimes you'd even use a vibrator, boy you really should've considered soundproofing, cause he could hear absolutely everything.

he wasn't perverted or something, obviously not. he knew that you knew he was there, listening to your slutty whines as you fucked yourself since your loser boyfriend wouldn't. he knew you were aware of his presence, because, why else would you moan his name out when you reached your high?

when he first heard it, he thought maybe he'd just imagined it...there's no way you'd say his name...he was just your roommate...maybe he was a friend, but that's about it...

the next time he heard it he let out a slightly audible gasp, because you really did say his name...and when he went back to his room that night to blow his load, he realized just how much he wanted to see you and feel you and taste you...he'd already heard you, hadn't he? now he wanted a chance to enlighten his other senses too...

as he felt you shaking him lightly, he pretended to stir in his sheets, gasping when he looked at you to sell his act. "hey, you okay?" he asked, his large hands wrapping themselves around your waist as you sniffled. his eyebrows furrowed and he sat up immediately, placing you on his lap as he caressed your hair, shushing you as you cried about how your stupid boyfriend just dumped you.

before you knew it, you were laying on your back, tugging on his hair as he ate your squelching wet pussy out on his bed, taunting you about how you'd wanted this for so long...yes you did...but how did he know?

nagi, rin, gojo, isagi, reo, mikey, chifuyu, geto, hiori, eren, jean, suna rintaro, atsumu miya + any of your favs <3

© starreo 2023. do not copy, translate or repost .

[sleepymirko]

Reaction to s/o liking winter but being very chilly (part 2)

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Featuring Bachira Meguru, Reo Mikage, Nagi Seishiro

Fluff

Let me know if there's errors! Enjoy!

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“Y/N, I finished showering. The bathroom’s all yours if you need it,” Bachira said, entering your shared bedroom. When he’d left to shower, you had been engrossed in a book, and you barely nodded at him when he left.

You raised your head and what you saw was enough to make you freeze under covers.

Your boyfriend was standing with only a towel around his hips, droplets falling from his bicoloured locks and the most bizarre thing was that he wasn't shivering in the slightest.

"I was already freezing under the covers but seeing you like this... Feels like torture" you said shivering slightly.

The boy simply chuckled and walked towards the bed, sitting comfortably on the edge, right next to you.

"Are we sure you're not sick? Today is less cold than last week"

"It's probably your fault"

"How is that even possible?"

"You're half naked Meguru???" You said looking at him slightly wide eyed, a smile creeping up your face.

"Oh."

"You're gonna catch a cold at this rate"

"I swear I'm not feeling cold maybe because the house is warm.. wait a minute .."

You looked at him confused as he looked like he had an idea.

"Why don't you go take a shower? You'll feel even better, no?" He said smiling proudly.

"A hot shower is what you need, trust me!"

You looked up, considering his suggestion. It wasn't a bad idea, maybe it was what you needed.

"Okay, why not.." you nodded and Bachira smiled and quickly got up.

"Let's go then" he said offering his hand to you.

You looked at him, noticing that glimmer in his eyes that only meant one thing. He was going to shower again, but this time with you.

"...you realize that you already showered, don’t you?"

"Eheh, let's just say that I forgot to put the shampoo on my hair" he said smiling, faking innocence. What a menace.

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You and Reo had been thinking about what to do for the holiday season in his studio. Saying that Reo was a great planner was an understatement, the guy already thought about 7 holiday location ideas for impressing his girl.

"You already have seven ideas for our holidays?" You asked shocked, struggling to hold your smile at how determined your boyfriend looked.

"Absolutely, and let me tell you which location I thought of.." he said bringing his laptop closer to her.

"First of all, we have Finland. Apparently there's a Santa Village in a certain city called 'Rovaniemi'. If Finland is not speaking to your soul there's Banff in Canada, the place has a lot of mountains and offsprings. Skiing must be fantastic there" he said smiling while checking with her the photos.

"When can even plan on going to the Alps, if you want something more quiet we can pass the holidays in Kyoto, between tea houses and snowy landscapes.."

While Reo kept talking, you couldn't help but smile. And shiver slightly.

But Reo surely hadn't missed that.

"Oh? Is my princess freezing? Should we move the planning in front of the fireplace?" He offered as he looked at her with a soft smile, finding her wrapped in a warm blanket cute. Once he picked up the laptop, he offered his hand, and they both moved toward the fireplace in their living room.

Sitting there, he placed her on his lap and handled her his laptop. "While I keep you warm, feel free to choose the location of our holiday." He said and continued, this time speaking into her ear. "I'll handle the rest".

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"You're always cold" Nagi mumbled, thumbs moving around his controller as his focus was mostly on the boss he was fighting.

You guys agreed on a simple cozy weekend, with videogames keeping you company as you guys were doing co-op together.

"How are you not feeling cold Nagi?" You asked as despite you were helping him with the boss your controller was under the warm comforter.

"I'm completely fine." When he finished the boss, he laid the controller down the bed and handed her his hand. When she reached for it she looked at him surprised, his hand was really warm and she wondered if his body was like the rest.

"To be one that claims to love winter you have poor luck by suffering the cold like this" he said bluntly while picking up his controller, resuming playing as you rolled your eyes.

"Then why don't you keep me warm?" You asked half jokingly as you resumed playing with him as well.

He paused, giving her a sidelong glance. “Isn’t that, like, extra work?” he asked, sounding as unbothered as ever.

However, he stopped playing and wrapped an arm around you, letting you warm up close to him.

"Didn't you just say that was extra work?" you teased, as he sighed, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly, a shadow of a smile creeping into his usual unbothered expression.

With that, he leaned back, letting you curl up against him while he held the controller lazily in one hand, his other arm wrapped around your shoulders.

"You better worry about not turning into an Icycle" he paused looking at the game, his tone uneven yet with a hint of teasing. "that would be a real hassle."

Let me know if there's errors! Thank you for reading!

[ode2rin]

if his tendency to spend all of his money on you (not that any purchase could make a dent in his massive empire) wasn't annoying enough, reo had developed another endearing yet infuriating habit—one that left you torn between feeling adored and wanting to throw the nearest pillow at his face.

said man is currently in the kitchen with you, attempting (albeit with some struggle) to be useful by following your every move. tired of his constant hovering, you assigned him a simple task to keep him busy: taking out the groceries from the paper bags.

here came his habit again. the first time he did it, you brushed it off, assuming he hadn't heard you well due to the distance. the second time, you noticed his subtle perks and pouts. now, for the third time, you were determined to catch him.

“reo…” from where you’re standing, you could see how he perks up at your call, “can you pass me the apple?”

silence. 

you’re right. you tried again, just to be sure.

“reo.”

another beat of silence. this one followed by an affectionate sigh and a wry smile on your face.

“love, can you pass me the —”

“here.” 

almost instantly, reo materialized beside you, a beaming smile adorning his face, looking at you like his gaze meant to say, ‘yes. i am love, that’s me.’ he extended the requested fruit with a graceful motion, his fingers gentle as he offered it to you.

this man, really. “so, you can hear me properly after all, huh?”

“yeah? my hearing is fine.” 

“oh, is it? i couldn’t tell because i called you twice, and you weren’t responding. why is that?” you teased, a fond smile gracing your lips as you start slicing the apple you washed.

he pouts, his go-to theatrical gesture that's hard to ignore. “you know why,” he mumbles.

of course, you do. you had used that endearment once, and now, suddenly he insists on being called by nothing else. it had been a slip of your tongue, a phrase that felt like it was custom-made for him and him alone. looking at how his smile nearly outshines the sun when you address him as such, you can't help but consider that maybe love—both the word and the emotion it embodies—is all about him, for you.

you love that smile more than anything, so if it means a simple endearment could paint it on his face, you're happy to oblige. well, not without a few playful teases first.

“what if i’m on the brink of danger — like a crocodile is chasing me, and i’m about to die, and i call out your name like ‘reo!’ are you still going to ignore me? because i didn't call you love?” you turn to face reo briefly, then return to your task of slicing apples, the motion fluid and familiar. 

it's always been the scene – you doing kitchen work and him watching you, because your boyfriend is a little helpless when it comes to knives, pans, and a stove. or in simpler words, anything to do with what a kitchen is for.

“first of all, that's an incredible imagination and such a realistic situation, given that we live in a city far from any vicinity of swamps, marshlands, brackish waters, and wherever the hell crocodiles live,” reo counters, his voice amused and suddenly defensive. 

as he was about to start explaining his second point, you interrupt by placing a sliced apple into his mouth, a light-hearted gesture of “shush” as you hear him out.

but reo is not reo if not stubborn, so even with a muffled voice, he continues. “second, is that what you think of me? you know i will come flying to you!” now, that’s an honest and valid point.

“and lastly, you call everyone a cute pet name. last week, you called a kid sweetie. yesterday, you called a stray cat darling and lovely. then you’re here calling me reo? just reo?” his tone is laced with disbelief, his volume slightly lowered, revealing a hint of embarrassment at his little rant.

a chuckle escapes you as he concludes his argument, prompting you to turn around and draw closer, your arms finding their place around his neck, while his arms encircle you instinctively, holding you close against him.

“reo is my favorite word, though. it’s too bad that you don’t like it.” you murmured.

reo knows what you’re doing. “you’re distracting me.”

“is it working?”

of course, it does. reo isn’t just helpless in the kitchen, but he is a much worse case of helplessness when faced with your warm gaze and soft charms.

he nodded in affirmation, his fingers tracing gentle patterns along your back, “have i told you i love you?” he asks, swiftly changing the matter.

“only everyday, love.”

reo began again, ever stubborn and persistent, always eager to prove his point. “that’s not enough. i think i should do it every hour—”

“i love you.”

another beat of silence, again, for the third time. 

if it wasn't evident before, it's undeniable now – reo is really helplessly in love with you. such testament to that is him now gaping and at a loss of words for your sudden declaration.

reo needs you to go back to your usual teasing self; your affectionate version might just give him a heart attack.

smiling to yourself because you caught him off guard, you took your chance. “now, go there and sit. as much as i love having you around, you are an awful cook, let alone an assistant.” you gently pushed his chest, guiding him toward the couch.

“that's not how you speak to your loved one, though.” he mumbled in response, seemingly recovered from your sudden i love you that almost knocked the air out of him.

“are you saying something?”

“i said, off the couch i go.”

you shook your head, a fond smile gracing your lips as you watched him, before heading back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

your loved one, huh? that’s him, definitely. 

reo and love, to you, it’s the same thing.

note. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LOVER (i swear i planned something better pls forgive me) i'm late i know but it's still august 12 here :P i don't know what this is but pls take it away from me. reo i love you i love you i love—

[dreamlessimp]

— forehead

mikage reo x reader | 0.7k

he gets a bruise during a game an expects a kiss as compensation

you'd been busy with homework, and so you hadn't been able to go to, or even watch your boyfriends game. you'd tried to listen, but every time reo's name was called, you'd lose focus. needless to say, for the sake of your project, you were forced to turn it off.

you had made an impressive amount of progress before you heard the door click open, and the sounds of your boyfriend walking in. you smiled and began for where you knew he'd be removing his cleats.

upon reaching him, you were surprised to see a mark on his forehead. it was an impressive shade of red and looked to be a bit swollen.

a grin expanded across his face as he saw you. "hi," he then pointed at his forehead. "soccer ball."

you laughed at the mark, considering it was practically square in between his eyebrows. "hey, that's definitely going to bruise, you know?" your voice was quiet, but teasing enough that it was obvious to him.

he scoffed while pulling down his hair, letting its tips reach his shoulders once again.

“you’ll kiss it better though?” he thoughtfully suggested. “right?”

“is this how you ask for a kiss?” you raised an eyebrow and your voice remained just slightly teasing. “a forehead kiss, even worse.” you had a lot of talk in you for someone who wanted to kiss him very badly indeed. this teasing came from a need to not be alone in your suffering.

joining you in on your apparent mission against him and his forehead, reo didn’t want to be left behind. “you don’t want to kiss your wonderful boyfriend’s painfully throbbing battle wound?” if he couldn’t over exaggerate, he figured there would be no point.

not entirely fooled, you only half believed him. “battle wound? didn’t it come from a soccer ball, of all places?” you spoke, quoting his own words though made less dramatic.

“the soccer field is a battlefield in it of itself.” he retorted intelligently.

neither of you were quite sure how you ended up speaking this way, but the annoying pain in reo’s forehead had not yet subsided and instead seemed to hurt even more, and now he just wanted his wholly expected welcome back kiss. he walked closer to you in order to wrap his arms around you, but in anticipation, you turned your head to the side.

you were even less sure how you ended up so many times rejecting him a kiss, but you were partially curious as to the end result. this was even more overwhelmed though, by your enjoyment of your usual routine with him of a welcome home kiss.

reo didn’t at all want this game to continue, and by the way he felt relief at the way you were staring at his only slightly embarrassing bruise, he was right in thinking you didn’t either.

“kiss me, please?” reo asked, a smirk forming on his face. 

you weren’t exactly pleased at his confidence, but did as requested and pressed your lips against his, still purposefully ignoring his forehead so that he’d be forced to ask yet again.

you unfortunately noticed though that his cheeks were reddened  from either smiling, or your kiss, and upon the realization you took the loss and kissed his forehead as well.

“you’re lucky you’re cute, ya’ know” you murmured under your breath, quiet enough that reo was just barely able to catch your soft words

this time, his already red-tinted smirk was just a bit more flustered, and that much more pleasing to look at. “you are too though.” 

eventually, curious as to how he ended up with the bruise, you watched his game. you were used to him arriving home with bruises on his arms and legs, sometimes even on his face. still, they were usually in the middle of his forehead rather than in between his purple eyebrows.

surprise, surprise, it originated from him jumping up to block a goal. it seemed he miscalculated however, because the look on his face as the roughly kicked ball made its contact was one that did not fit your standard of cute.

you laughed at his obviously shocked reaction before turning your face to his own, right where the ball hit.

the annoyed look on his face at your laughter became that of one quickly placated by the kiss you so kindly gave. anyone’s standard of cute.

a/n: back from the dead, here to revive my account with reo magic

[lee-lucius]

Time to Get Up!

Summary: Normally, Reo doesn't mind Nagi's lazy tendencies. Until he falls asleep right before and important game and refuses to wake up, forcing him to restort to drastic means.

Word Count: 1,317

I'm rewatching Blue Lock with my family, and I'm kinda obsessed with it, so expect a lot more content. I hope you enjoy my favorite boys! 💙

"Nagi, we have to go."

He ignored Reo. Again.

"I mean it. You know they'll start the game without us."

A disgruntled noise was his only response, but he supposed it was better than silence. Rubbing his temple, Reo tried to alleviate his annoyance and the spontaneous headache that was forming. This had been going on for long enough, and he wracked his mind for a solution. He tried to wake Nagi up nicely to no avail. After that, it was a mixture of badgering and begging and bargaining. None of it had worked. 

If it was an ordinary practice, Reo wouldn't have been so bothered, but it was an especially important match. One against a rival school that they'd competed with for years. They always lost, but that was before Reo and Nagi were on the team. He knew they'd win, if he could only get Nagi there.

"Please, get up now."

Nagi groaned, annoyed. Reo thought the vein bulging out of his head would pop. Until, thankfully, he realized how he could get him up. A week or two ago, he'd accidentally discovered something about his friend while giving him yet another piggyback ride.

He was ticklish.

"This is your last warning, or else…" Reo's voice took on a teasing edge as he cracked his knuckles. "I'll have to do something drastic."

Likely more out of curiosity than anything, Nagi just barely cracked open one eye to stare at Reo. He instantly cringed, squeezing his eye back shut due to the bright lights in Reo's room. 

Reo sighed, but he hadn't expected his threat to work. Not yet, at least.

Lowering himself, he sat down beside Nagi on his bed. "Then I guess you're asking for this," was all he said before he dug his hands into Nagi's stomach, rapidly wiggling and scribbling all over.

With a surprised yelp, Nagi lurched upwards, giggles pouring out of him as he tried to squirm away from Reo's touch. 

"Stahahahap!"

"Not until you get up!" He teased, digging into Nagi's armpits.

Cursing, Nagi tried to curl up into a ball and block Reo's tortuous hands. If he hadn't been so surprised, he'd act like it didn't bother him until Reo gave up. Now, it was too late and all he could do was laugh and try to wiggle away when Reo switched to squeezing his knees.

"Leahaheheve mehehe alohone!"

"I will when you agree to go!"

Nagi swatted at his hands, looking more energized than Reo had ever seen him. It was oddly fun to see his normally passive friend be so expressive, with a bright, happy smile and bubbly laugh. He was wishing he'd acted on this sooner. But he didn't have the time to fully enjoy it, because they really were gonna be late if they didn't get there soon.

"Come on, you know how to make it stop," He taunted. Moving along in his search, he prodded at Nagi's thighs. Nagi had only been giggling lightly so far and just barely putting in the effort to try and stop him—which, considering it was Nagi, was a lot more effort than he put into anything else. Reo needed something more effective if he really wanted him to get up. 

And he found it. When he switched to tickling Nagi's thighs, he made a loud noise of protest, almost like a screech, and kicked out his leg. Reo smirked, even though he barely avoided getting hit square in the face.

"Ihihit cahan wahahait. Lehehet mehehe slehehep!"

"It can't wait!" Reo huffed. Nagi really didn't know anything about soccer or he just didn't care, if he even remembered that they had a match.

"Pleahahase!" He cried, laughter shooting up an octave when Reo began kneading his legs. 

Clinging to and burying his face in Reo's soft bedsheets, he tried to muffle his laughter and hide his growing blush, still wildly kicking and squirming. He was definitely awake now, but it would still be such a bother to have to get up and go play soccer now. And as tired as he was, the tickling wasn't as bad. He really wouldn't mind it—might even enjoy it—if this was happening another time.

Reo grinned, reinvigorated, and doubled his efforts. He almost had him. Maybe he'd feel bad if he didn't know that Nagi had stayed up all night before an important game, despite Reo's reminders, because he wanted to finish the new manga series he was reading, and apparently, sleep was too much of a "pain in the ass."

"Ready to go yet?"

Nagi writhed around, shrieking for a few more moments before he finally gave in, "Fihihihine!"

Relieved, Reo stopped and allowed Nagi to fully curl up into a ball, panting and giggling while he recovered. Reo ran his hand firmly along Nagi's thighs, helping to stop the phantom sensations and ground him. 

When Nagi finally sat up, a faint blush still visible, he gladly took the glass of water Reo offered. He didn't meet his eyes. As nonchalant as Nagi was, what had just happened was more than a little embarrassing.

He didn't have the time to dwell on it though, because Reo bumped his shoulder and said, "Hurry up, go get changed so we can go."

It took a poke to his side as a playful warning before Nagi stood up, trudging into the bathroom with a whine. 

A satisfied Reo laid back on the bed, replaying the scene in his mind and promising himself that it'd happen again before Nagi came back, then he jumped up, shoving on his cleats and rushing out the door.

They barely made it on time but easily won the game, like Reo knew they would. After a quick celebration with the team, Reo and Nagi returned to the former's home for their own celebration. 

Reo ordered takeout while Nagi showered and changed. It was what they usually did after a good game—which all of them were—ordering from their favorite place while Nagi read manga, played video games, or scrolled through memes with Reo watching him over his shoulder or reading one of the business books he bought on impulse. It could be a little boring, but Reo enjoyed it more than being alone.

But this time, Reo had something a little different in mind.

"That was fun," He told Nagi after he returned and settled down beside him in bed.

"Was it? They weren't that interesting. It was hardly worth the hassle."

"Not that," Reo smiled mischievously, poking his side again. "That."

Nagi's lip quirked. He looked away from Reo but didn't move. "Yeah, I guess."

He was as aloof as always, but Reo could see through it. He'd learned to read his friend quite well in the past few months, and he could tell that Nagi was excited. There was a certain glint in his eye that made it obvious, and he even paused the game on his phone, setting it down. 

"You know…" He started, holding back a laugh when Nagi's fingers twitched and he pulled his knees up to his chest defensively. "I'm still a little mad about earlier."

"Are you?"

"Yeah. I think you need to learn a lesson."

He paused, swallowing before nodding slightly. "Okay."

Delighted, Reo squeezed his sides, watching him clamp his arms down and his faint smile grow as light giggles slowly poured out. Without the time constraint, Reo didn't feel the need to rush; he wanted them both to enjoy it.

It went on until Nagi was red-faced, squirming and squealing and relishing in every moment of it before they were interrupted by the surprising arrival of the delivery man. 

It ended there with another promise from Reo that they'd finish it later, filling Nagi with a bothersome feeling of nervousness and excitement. 

But it didn't matter now, not when he had the rest of the night to enjoy with Reo.

[denjivhs]

match-up for @thecurrator

Your match from Blue Lock is . . Nagi Seishiro!

❂ i think you and nagi would make such a cute couple. very "dating me is like peeing your pants. everyone can see it, but only you can feel the warmth."

❂ how did you meet?

you both happened to be at the dentist on the same day. nagi certainly didn't want to be there but he had an aching tooth and reo would simply not leave him alone about it. ("we have a match next week! you cant let this pain distract you!!" blah blah blah.)

he had been so close to dozing off there when his lanky ass caught sight of one of his favorite artists playing on the phone of the person sitting beside him.

"pathetic."

"sorry?"

"i love his songs."

"oh!-"

nagi rarely ever initiated conversations, or rather, rarely ever put in the effort to do anything, but meeting someone who listened to same sort of music as him irl somehow sparked a hint of enthusiasm in him. he chatted with you quite amicably while you two waited for your turns, mostly about music, then some random talk here and there. you ended up finding out that you live in the same neighborhood.

nagi would not be bothered by your rbf at all (unbothered nonchalant king, you will never catch him being chalant) so breaking the initial ice will not be an issue for him. i imagine you'd develop a friendship by bonding over similar interests and likes, especially in music, anime and movies. also congratulations, you have acquired a new friend— reo mikage! (they come as a package deal, you do not have a way out)

casual hangouts around the neighborhood and in each other's rooms, late night walks to go grab some ice cream while sharing earphones, lazing around in the sun during winters and such activities would be a frequent.

nagi hates earphones, but for you, he never opposed using them, just so that he could listen to music with you.

it would kind of be a slowburn for you guys since it'd take the poor guy forever to figure out that feeling all warm and tingly and zoning out while daydreaming about you was not platonic. hell, if it hadn't been for reo helping him, it would've taken even longer.

❂ nagi would primarily express his affection for you through small gestures. he may seem like a complete airhead but when he wants to, he can be extremely perceptive. way before he had even figured out that he was whipped for you, he had started noticing little details about you. your quirks, your habits, what you like, dislike, what caused that heartstoppingly beautiful, warm smile of yours to bloom— everything.

he never considered himself to be a 'possessive' person or whatever, but the first time he accidentally made you blush? dear god he wanted to just hold you tight and hide you away from everyone else because that unbelievably adorable sight should only be reserved for his eyes.

he's also pretty blunt in general, so he'd tell you whatever he's thinking, including all the out of pocket, shockingly romantic things you'd never expect to hear from someone like him. what can one say though, you've got him good.

❂ miscellaneous: he loves to nap while resting on you. he does it especially when youre crocheting or something. will make up an excuse like "oh let me help you, ill keep the wool disentangled-" pure bs, he is going to fall asleep on your lap in 0.2 seconds.

also, he addresses your plushies in a most proper manner and treats them like your children. also i think has a really imaginative thinking, so he'd definitely join you whenever you'd analyse and break something down with inputs of his own. would be interested in hearing your perspective on the most random things.

❂ songs that would give off your dynamic's vibes: dirty dancer by orion sun, pretty boy by the neighborhood, stop the world i wanna get off with you by arctic monkeys, some by steve lacy.

Your match from JJK is . . . Gojo Satoru!

❂ another white-haired character . . 🤭 i know they're both kinda really different but hear me out!!

❂ how did you meet?

au where you start working part-time at this really cute bakery. you usually helped with serving and some other tasks, but one day your colleague happened to fall sick, so you filled in for her at the counter.

and who would walk in but gojo satoru and his hopeless sweet tooth ass.

ever the flirt, he'd definitely try to rizz you up with his natural charm and smooth comments. would ask you what your personal favorite item from the menu is and buy two of them to give you one no matter how much you'd politely deny. def would say something like "cute cupcake for a cute girl."

since the cafe was on his way back home, you found out that he was a regular.

over time a sense of familiarity was established between you two (it was mostly him being an absolute little shit because.. i mean, it's gojo. cmon.) and although he'd never give you a straight answer, he definitely started trying to come to the cafe when he was likelier to run into you.

he'd sometimes catch you daydreaming and make a point to tease you however he could, whether it be over this or your cute judgemental cat bag.

one day mr-gojo-canonically-lightweight-satoru was on his way back home, still rather tipsy from a little get-together he'd gone to that evening when he decided to stop by the cafe, and it just so happened that you were working late that day. oh, the way his eyes absolutely lit up from under his signature shades was beyond endearing.

he couldnt stop rambling about how cute and sweet you are, especially with that 'resting grumpy cat face' and whatnot. even got a little bold and leaned forward to cup your face in his hands in the middle of his adorable drunken rant. infact, if you'd let him, he'd kiss you all over your face and bite your cheeks because he was convinced you'd be sweeter than his favorite mochi.

in all honesty, he had never expected himself to ever feel this way about someone, but meeting you changed everything, and he was gonna go all in because yolo.

❂ miscellaneous: im Sorry but youve just gotten yourself a lifetime subscription to Loud and Annoying! bro is loud. bro is a yapper. bro is sometimes way too tactless and blunt.

but!! bro will make you feel loved and cherished in his own way.

whenever he fucked up, he usually bought you your favorite snacks as an indirect apology. he definitely struggles with being able to say sorry, so you're going to have to be patient with him. it'll take you some time to figure him out, but hey, you got yourself your very own case study, have fun studying him lol.

❂ once he found out that you have a sweet tooth as well, he took you to all the cutest cafes and bakeries around. also tried to bake with you but literally couldn't stop eating the frosting, the batter, even the sugar???? you probably had to beat him up to get him to stop.

satoru would send you videos of black and orange cats together saying 'us.' would also come up with obnoxious nicknames, you're just gonna have to cope with that.

❂ songs that give off your dynamic's vibes: sweet/i thought you wanted to dance by tyler the creator, right here by chase atlantic, redbone by childish gambino, meet me in the pale moonlight by lana del rey, killshot by magdalena bay