#i also love blue lock

[nessberry]

reo is a much better person than me bc if nagi said even one of the 2000 fucked up things he's said to him to me I'd have killed myself right in front of him just to change his life forever

[heartmaddie]

childhood best friend! isagi yoichi who everybody thinks has more than platonic intentions with you. maybe it’s the way he grips your hand a bit too tightly in public, or how he shamelessly acts more needy in your arms, however many people were watching your every move.

he sounded too hopeful when the occasional interviewer asked about his relationship with you. lazily wiping his sweaty brow while tired lips tug into a smug smirk, because really, what’s stopping him from claiming you as ‘his’ on national television when you’re still a couple metres behind him, out of earshot?

isagi remembers the catalyst for the epiphany of his feelings for you better than yesterday. how could he ever forget his last name plastered proudly on your back, and his number adorning your cheek in blue paint? he can recall the excitement and pride which mingled satisfyingly with your scent. for him only, of course. yoichi remembers — more than anything — how his name sounded, uttered from your lips as you looked up at him, eyes wide and expecting as sapphire shined down upon you, tongue darting to lick his own chapped lips which lingered near yours. he was then reminded of the eruption of miscellaneous cheers which forced him to pull away from you, nose opting to bury itself into your hair as he tugged you impossibly closer into his chest.

his fingers lingered over the ‘post’ button of his phone that night, an explanation of the somewhat unexpected intimacy displayed hours ago, his fans could sniff out the romance between the two teenagers better than you could yourself. he was more hesitant that time, more than any other before, he wanted everyone to know you’re not ‘on the market’, that you’re only for him. 

he was snapped into reality by your sweet voice calling him, his laptop perched on your thighs as you questioned why he’s taking so long. he let out a deep sigh, thumb pressing harshly on the device before he threw it onto the bed, away from him.

because he knows you’re not his, regardless of how many of his sleepless nights you end up wrapped in his arms.

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[clourey]

synopsis : realizing he likes you!

featuring : itoshi sae, michael kaiser

ITOSHI SAE ;

- you were a challenge to his indifferent mien. always testing the limits of his apathy, and you had no idea of the effect you had on him. he didn’t know what it meant either.

- what he did know was that he did his hair every morning, but extra effort into his appearance, all to get a compliment from you.

- he savoured your praises, they remedied his otherwise mundane daily routine. the flush — however noticeable — that adorned his cheeks when your accolades were followed with a smile brought excitement and warmth that he wouldn’t normally feel.

- and strangely, despite the signs, he only realized he liked you when he was forced to be away from you (courtesy of being an international footballer).

- he sulked his entire flight after you had failed to show up to bid him farewell at the airport. and when he landed, the air felt lonely.

(y/n) : i’m so sorry i couldn’t come to say bye :( i was really busy

- he had already forgiven you, but if there was someone he didn’t forgive, it would be himself for not having realized sooner what the ache in his heart meant.

- and after a war between hesitance and hopefulness, the latter emerged victorious as he answered your text.

sae : i’ll miss you

- he also made sure to have flowers sent to your door till the day of his return (to your arms, he wishes). he needed you to know flowers weren’t the end of his affection.

MICHAEL KAISER ;

- kaiser was sick, he was sure of it.

- it wasn’t normal how his face felt hot and how his heart raced whenever you were near.

- he hated the fevered butterflies in his stomach when you cheered for him. he hated that your stupid utterances seemed to block out every other sound — your mellow, damned voice was the only one he could hear.

- every instance of you exchanging words with another person — who wasn’t kaiser — irritated him. moreover, he felt insecurity if he wasn’t the first person you approached. how ridiculous is that?

- mentally or otherwise, there had to be some form of disturbance in his body that you had introduced to him. there was no other explanation.

- it wasn’t until ness made it clear to kaiser (albeit unknowingly) that he finally realises he has a crush on you.

- “you know, i think (y/n) likes you too,”

- kaiser promptly turns to ness, perplexed and unable to process the revelation that had just been made to him.

- “what do you mean too?”

- ness tilts his head, mirroring the blonde’s confusion, “don’t you like them? ‘tis been pretty obvious to me.”

- needless to say, kaiser has only been more of a mess around you since then.

[c7arisse]

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[jenoutof10]

all the fem rin content ive been getting have activated my neurons

[fem sae version]

[suosage]

SHIDOU RYUUSEI & ITOSHI SAE | Japan U-20 National Team #13 & #10

NOW WE'LL BE ABLE TO LEARN THE REASON HE WAS SELECTED WHEN NOBODY IN BLUE LOCK KNEW HOW TO HANDLE HIM. WHAT KIND OF EGOTIST IS ITOSHI SAE AFTER?

[kxsagi]

Omg I kept seeing your posts on my feed and yk it was only a matter of time before I started ITCHING to request.

So uhmm yeah 😅. I'd like to request for rin x reader where reader suggests (begs, forces even) rin to wear matching Halloween costumes. Rin eventually relents and they wear matching clothes idk. The characters they dressed up as is up to you lol 😭😭. This can be a multi character headcanon thing too if you want btw !!

“𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐫”

a/n: i love this request!!! i want it to be halloween season again already 

and yes the title is based off the lyric from “monster” by lady gaga that is my FAVORITE lady gaga song of all time UGH

i couldn’t help it so i made a oneshot with rin + headcanons ft. shidou ryusei, isagi yoichi, kaiser michael, & mikage reo (yes i am willing to add another part to include other faves, but please request it so i can see it and don’t forget!)

"c'mon, rin," you whine, dragging out his name with a dramatic pout, "pleaseee? just this once?" 

rin's arms are crossed, his blank stare fixed on you with the same deadpan expression he usually reserves for reporters asking dumb questions. he doesn't even dignify your pleading with a response, just slowly blinks at you, like he’s waiting for you to come to your senses. 

"you can’t seriously be this against it," you groan, standing on your tiptoes to hold his face between your hands. you squish his cheeks slightly, making his lips pout involuntarily. "it’s not gonna kill you, rinnie. halloween is supposed to be fun. why are you so against matching costumes with your super cute, super loving girlfriend, huh?" 

he stares at you in bored silence. your thumbs press into his cheeks. he blinks again. 

"i’m not dressing up," he finally mutters through squished lips, voice flat and unwavering. 

"liar," you accuse, leaning in closer, eyes narrowing. "you’re just trying to act all aloof and tough, but deep down you wanna wear stupid little couple’s costumes with me." 

he exhales sharply through his nose, gaze unamused. "no." 

"yesss," you counter, squeezing his face harder. "isagi would do it for his girlfriend." 

rin’s eye twitches. "don’t bring him into this." 

"shidou would do it too." 

he stares you down. "shidou would show up naked." 

"okay, true." you grin mischievously. "but isagi would do it." 

rin’s entire jaw clenches under your hands. you feel it. he stares at you, hard, like he’s contemplating if breaking up is worth not having to wear a costume. 

"... fine," he mutters, glaring at you through his lashes, voice heavy with defeat. "but if you make me wear something humiliating, i’m leaving you and going home." 

you beam. he already knows he's doomed. 

𐙚 

cut to halloween night, and rin is seething. 

standing before you, arms crossed and exuding enough grumpiness to scare off trick-or-treaters, is rin itoshi dressed as howl pendragon. 

he’s wearing the loose, cream-colored poet shirt, unbuttoned just enough to show a hint of collarbone, with its wide, billowy sleeves practically falling off his shoulders. the black pants are fitted, almost too fitted, highlighting his long legs and lean frame. and, of course, he’s wearing the signature dangling earring, which you personally clipped on because rin refused to touch it. 

his black hair falls naturally over his forehead, slightly tousled but still unfairly perfect, and when he gives you a deadpan stare, the faintest sway of the earring makes your brain short-circuit. 

"you’re so hot," you say instantly, still marveling at the sight of him. 

"shut up," he mutters, clearly annoyed, yanking the sleeve of his shirt higher on his shoulder, only for it to fall back down again. 

you grin, reaching over and gently pulling it back down. "nah, leave it. it looks better this way." 

rin glares at you. "i hate you." 

but the tips of his ears are red. and you definitely catch the way he subtly tugs you closer by your wrist, lacing your fingers together. 

meanwhile, you’re dressed as sophie, your hair styled in soft waves. you’re wearing a modest blue dress with long sleeves, flowing down to your ankles. you look soft, ethereal. like you stepped right out of a studio ghibli frame. 

and rin, despite his grumpy facade, can’t stop glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. 

"you look like you wanna kill me," you tease, poking his side. 

"i do," he deadpans, scowling at the couples flooding the party venue with their half-assed cat ears and vampire capes. "you made me wear this." 

"and you look stunning," you grin, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from his face. "like... stupidly handsome. if howl was a pro soccer player, he’d be you." 

rin’s jaw clenches slightly, eyes narrowing. but his grip on your hand tightens just a fraction. 

as you drag him toward the party crowd, you catch the stares. people are gawking, not just because of the spot-on costumes, but because rin itoshi, the notoriously aloof, "i’d rather eat glass than socialize" soccer star, is walking around in a flowy, romantic shirt, holding your hand like it’s the most natural thing in the world. 

someone even mutters, "why does howl look like he’s gonna deck someone?" 

grinning, you stop him in the middle of the dance floor and tug him down slightly by his collar, leaning close to his ear. 

"thanks for being my howl," you whisper, lips brushing his skin. 

rin exhales slowly through his nose, eyes lidding slightly as he looks at you. his expression softens, just barely. but instead of responding, he dips down, closing the space between you and pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to your lips. 

when he pulls back, he leans close to your ear, voice low and raspy. 

"you owe me for this," he mutters. "like... a lot." 

your breath hitches slightly, but you manage to smirk. "oh, i’ll pay you back, alright." 

he huffs softly, pretending to be annoyed. but when his hand slides down to rest against the small of your back, tugging you close, you know he’s just as down bad for you as you are for him. 

even if he refuses to admit it. 

shidou ryusei – hades and persephone

the moment you suggested matching halloween costumes, shidou was instantly on board. no begging needed. he was thrilled.

he lets you pick the couple’s theme and doesn’t even care what it is. you could’ve said "let’s be ketchup and mustard" and he still would’ve said yes.

you end up choosing a hades and persephone duo – him as hades, you as his goddess.

he goes all out: all-black suit, messy blond hair slicked back, black gloves, and faint red eyeliner smudged around his eyes to give him a more devilish look. he looks unfairly hot and knows it.

constantly smirking and calling you "my little goddess".

at the party, he pulls you into his lap and slings an arm over your thigh the entire time. 

"you’re not going anywhere, babe. you’re my prisoner for the night, remember?"

dramatic, possessive, and constantly finding excuses to kiss you.

"persephone never escaped hades, y'know? you’re stuck with me forever, baby."

and you just know he makes you rewear the costume after the party. 

isagi yoichi – spiderman and gwen stacy

isagi is… confused at first. like, why do you even want to match costumes?

"baby, it’s just halloween, not our wedding."

but the second you flash him the spiderman and gwen stacy costume idea, he’s in.

he shows up in the classic spidey suit, and you have to admit, he looks fine as hell in that skin-tight material.

you, as gwen, wear a white and black bodysuit with pink and teal webbing accents and a cropped white hoodie.

the second you put it on, isagi cannot stop staring. like, jaw slack, brain short-circuiting.

"holy shit, you’re so hot. wait, is this how you feel when you look at me?"

at one point at the party, he does the upside-down spidey kiss for fun. you both nearly fall over, but it’s worth it.

"we should wear these costumes every year," he grins, pulling you into another kiss. 

kaiser michael – vampire lord and vampire bride

kaiser was immediately smug when you suggested matching halloween costumes.

"oh? you want everyone to see how good we look together? can’t blame you, schatz."

the two of you dress as a vampire lord and his bride – kaiser in an ornate black and red velvet suit, complete with a high collar cape and fake fangs.

he even slicks his hair back and adds subtle red contacts for the “drama.” you wear a blood-red corset dress, with lace gloves and a delicate choker, looking absolutely ethereal.

kaiser doesn’t shut up about how hot you look.

"scheiße… you’re gonna make me forget my own name, baby."

practically clings to you all night, leaning down every two seconds to brush his lips over your neck as if he’s about to "bite" you.

"mm, i think i might keep you as my blood bag forever, yeah?"

he refuses to take the costume off when you get home, because he’s having way too much fun. 

mikage reo – jack and sally (the nightmare before christmas)

reo is excited the second you suggest matching costumes.

"hell yes. we’re going all out, baby."

you pick jack and sally from the nightmare before christmas. he gets so into it.

he shows up in a pinstripe suit, black gloves, and even paints his face white with black shading around his eyes to complete the skeletal look.

you’re dressed as sally, wearing a patched dress, colorful stitches painted on your arms, and pale makeup.

he spends the entire night making puns about being "dead serious" about you.

"i’d cross entire graveyards just to be with you, baby."

constantly holding your hand and twirling you around because the costumes are too cute not to show off.

halfway through the night, you catch him staring at you with this lovesick look and he just smirks.

"you know you’re stuck with me even in the afterlife, right?"

you roll your eyes, but your face is flushed. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[emmyrosee]

“Ugh… my head hurts…”

You whine as you flop down onto the couch, making Tabito let out the softest “oof” you’ve heard as your head collides with his lap. You groan as you bury your face into his thighs, rubbing your face against him while he grumbles something about being used as a tissue. “Im sorry your head hurts, baby,” he hums, putting down his phone and gently resting his hand on your head, thumb rubbing your temples. “How much water have you had today?”

“‘How much water have you had-‘ none,” you grumble. He laughs at you, and you hiss at the way his body shifts and tosses your head around. “I drank something. That should be enough.”

Tabito sighs, “baby, we do this once a week at least. And every time, you drink some water, take a nap, and feel better.”

“Your point?”

“Maybe,” he starts, shrugging. “You should drink some water and take a nap, then you’d feel better.”

“Will you nap with me?” You whimper.

“No. I’ve got shit to do.”

“Pleaaaaaaaaase?” You flash him the biggest set of puppy eyes you can muster, but it isn’t until you wince at the pressure of the action in your forehead that he clicks his tongue, presses a kiss to your furrowed forehead and shushes you softly, realizing the severity of your headache and pain.

“Alright, fine,” he agrees. “But you need to drink some water. That’s my condition.”

You pout and thunk your head back against him, “water’s gross.” He says your name in warning, and you groan in agony at the sheer hassle it is of drinking water, “oh my god, fine, if it gets you to cuddle me and nap with me, fucking hell.”

“Good,” he says, gently helping you sit up before passing you his water tumbler, “here. Drink.” The command is simple, and you make a massive show of wiping off the plastic straw with a grumpy face, while he chuckles and watches fondly. You take in a massive gulp of his chilly water, ice rattling around the metal from being moved. You grimace, mostly from the cold against your teeth, and he gently pets your thigh, “few more sips. Then we’ll go cuddle.”

“I hate you,” you grumble. “I don’t want to.”

“I know, I’m so mean, I’m a straight up sadist, but if you want cuddles, you gotta hold your end of the deal.”

You relent your argument, taking a few more massive gulps of his water, until it’s empty and making an ungodly rattling sound of the ice against bare straw. You wipe your mouth with your hand, passing him the water tumbler back. He takes it with a smack of his lips, “finishing it wasn’t exactly in the instructions but I’ll get some more when we get up.”

“‘Kay,” you mumble, getting up and tugging his hand with you, “I drank. Come cuddle.”

He smiles at you before standing up and stretching, “I love you. Proud of you.”

You huff and cross your arms, but you feel your cheeks burn in a shy blush as you grumble back a quiet “love you too,” as he wraps his arm around you to bring you to bed, making a pitstop to fill two tumblers of water.

[trauma-bot]

sin eater

[kaisentine]

this is for @kenyuukissme GYATT sorry for making it short hehe… the devil works fast but i work faster!

“you remind me of a penguin.”

you snap your eyes to the man who just told you that you remind him of a penguin. “kenyu, what.” your question doesn’t come off as a question—more like a threat and yukimiya kenyu doesn’t dare lift his gaze from the newspaper in his hands in fear of what he would see (…🌚) if he did.

currently, you feel like how he probably felt when you accidentally sat on his glasses that one time but then he ended up comforting you instead because you felt really bad for bending its temple.

“it isn’t a bad thing,” he simply states to reassure you—you suppose you are quite ticked off by the stupid reason of him (basically) calling you a penguin. he sighs before using the palm of his hand (posh king!) to get his glasses back on his nose-bridge.

“besides, i find penguins quite adorable.”

[cheddarch33se]

This guy has me in a chokehold

[strawberry-hachi]

Out of all the Blue Lockers, Chigiri is probably the only one who would choose you over football. It's not unknown to anybody who looks close enough that even people like Nanase or Isagi would toss aside someone if it came to their dream. That's simply the nature of Egoists and those that persist in Blue Lock. Even if they are kind and generous off the field, nothing will ever take the place of their dream. Yet Chigiri with all his boldness, confidence and outright selfishness can take one look at all of that and still choose you at the end of it. He's seen what it's like to lose his dream, lose his passion. He knows intimately what it's like to lose everything and be left a husk. Yet in the face of that, he has learned a lot. He's learned that even if he loses his dream, he is still loved regardless and he can always find other ways to nurture his dream. He's learned there are other paths if it truly comes down to it. Football means a lot to him but he is willing to sacrifice it if he has to. After all, he already has a time limit, right?

[saetoshi]

reo is not above asking for kisses. in fact, he begs for them.

it’s a little embarrassing when you’re out in public, really. the way he tugs at your sleeve, whining because you haven’t kissed him in forever (you kissed him before you left your apartment.)

embarrassingly enough, it’s also why you find yourself hidden away in an alley more often than not with reo pressing a flurry of kisses on your lips.

“reo-” you turn your head to the side, trying to catch your breath. he only hums in response before tilting your head back to keep kissing you.

(you’re starting to think you’re going to pass out from the lack of air.)

“reo!” you hiss, tilting your head up, his lips landing on your chin before he huffs, his hand coming up again to gently push you head down so you’re facing him again.

“jus’ one more.” he mumbles, pressing his lips to yours again with a satisfied hum. (he’s said that for the past fifteen minutes.)

(you think he’s becoming spoiled.)

you pull away, turning your head to the side, biting back a smile when he whines as you place your hand over his lips. a soft, slightly annoyed huff leaves your lips when he presses a kiss to the palm of your hand.

"reo." you sigh, looking at him with a frown. "we're gonna be late."

he frowns back at you.

"nagi's gonna be even more late than us!" his voice comes out muffled due to your hand. you hum in confusion before he slowly grabs your wrist and lowers your hand, repeating his words with a pout.

you sigh, slightly shaking your head, "even if he is, i don't wanna make him wait too long for us."

reo groans, resting his forehead on your shoulder. you absentmindedly lift your hand to pat his head in slight comfort.

"do we really have to go now?" he pouts, lifting his head from your shoulder to look at you.

he whines when you nod. he sniffles, "nagi's probably not even there yet!"

"doesn't matter," you hum, smiling when he huffs and crosses his arms, turning away from you with a frown as he grumbles under his breath.

you gently turn his head back to yours, a teasing smile on your lips. "i thought you'd be more excited to see your best friend?"

"i am." he pouts, "i just don't see why that means i can't kiss you."

"you can." you blink, "it's just embarrassing when you beg me to kiss you in the middle of the street."

he lets out a gasp, "no it isn't!

"for you, maybe!" you laugh, poking his nose. "wouldn't you feel embarrassed if i suddenly stopped you in the middle of a busy street, just to ask for a kiss?"

"no!" he huffs, puffing his cheeks out, looking slightly offended at the accusation, "i'd feel flattered."

you roll your eyes, "yeah, right."

he huffs again after a beat of silence, pouting before he steps back and sighs, "fine. let's get going, then."

"wait," you hum, a mischievous smile on your lips as you grab his shirt and pull him close to you again. "aren't you forgetting something?"

you laugh when his face lights up, his hands cupping your cheeks as he leans in, whispering, "one for the road."

(it was not, in fact, one kiss. he started pressing a flurry of kisses on your lips again.

he's too spoiled, you conclude. still, you can't find it in yourself to stop indulging him.)

(though, you're both embarrassed by the time nagi's spamming your phones with calls, asking why neither of you have arrived at the café yet.)

[the-original-skipps]

he’s so damn adorable?!!

[nagiseal]

selkie au reonagi ^_^ template by @ Ari3mu on twt

[n-fblog]

Nagi about Reo vs. Reo about Nagi 😭😭

the difference is astounding... save Nagi bro his bsf doesn't even think he's capable of love im CRYINNNGGJF