#i lovb him..

[serendippertyy]

this is the greatest creature I have ever created tbh

[rapidhighway]

my love for him is stronger than any other force in the universe

[harmorii]

honestly i just wanted to color something lol

[brosif40]

im so normal you guys

edit,, drew another

[popponn]

a long run. (isagi yoichi x f!reader)

notes: friends to lovers, hinted pinning, confession, post u-20 arc. this was a fit of madness at 2 am that i wrote in one sitting because isagi's spin off novels give me feelings. and then i look at manga isagi and sob lovingly.

Isagi Yoichi changed after Blue Lock—was a fact that didn’t exactly surprise you.

It wasn’t that he changed so much that he became unrecognizable too. In a way, he is still very much the Isagi Yoichi from middle school who you watched playing soccer from faraway. In many ways, he is still the more silent and timid Isagi Yoichi from high school who walked you home side by side with his bicycle.

He still stood close to you at the slightest hint of crowd, still offered you his outer and scarf whenever the air blew colder, and still smiled in a very different way whenever it was for you.

He is still Isagi Yoichi you fell in love with and jokingly give honmei chocolates for every year ever since the second spring of your middle school years.

“Hey, are you listening?”

You blinked at Isagi’s voice. Suddenly, you were not watching the past years you have spent with him, but sat across him inside of a quiet café near the neighborhood. Realizing you just spaced out right in the middle of his story, you laughed nervously, “Sorry, Isagi. Something went through my mind and I just… uh, got carried away afterwards.”

Isagi, who had learned to laugh louder and smile wider, raised an eyebrow at your response. He took a sip from his cold water and sent you a curious glance—still as familiar and friendly as ever, “Hm? What was it—that you were thinking about?”

For a moment, you wondered if you should be honest. Telling him you were thinking about his changes after the short time he spent away from home on that training camp and that match against Japan’s U-20 already sounded like either a complain or an admittance of crush. And you were not ready at all for the latter. So, in a light and airy joking manner, you gave him a teasing smile, “Well, it’s just Yocchan seems to have grown more mature while he was away from me…”

The moment you mentioned his childhood nickname, Isagi nearly choked on his drink. A hue of red bloomed on his cheeks, “What the heck does that mean?!”

“It means that you've changed, Isagi,” you answered him. At this point, you were certain you were smiling fondly at him like a lovesick fool. You hoped he was as oblivious as he was before Blue Lock, for your sake. “I mean it in a good way, though,” you added as you lightly stepped on one of his shoe as a friendly gesture.

Isagi scratched his cheek nervously, glancing away from you. Suddenly, he became nothing like the changed man you just said. You laughed a bit at that observation. To think this was the same guy who made the bold proclamation to be the one who will win the world cup—it was hilarious in a very cute way.

Then, Isagi finally replied to you after a long while, “I mean. Yeah, Blue Lock definitely changed me,” Isagi said, sounding as if he was reminiscing.

You hummed, “I can tell, if your mannerism and stories were anything to go by.”

“You didn’t even listen to my stories though,” Isagi piped up, lightly tapping your knees underneath the table with his sole.

“Hey, just because I spaced out for a second doesn’t mean I didn’t hear anything,” you protested, glaring at him.

“Kidding, kidding,” Isagi laughed, boyish yet still reserved in the way of the one you knew.

You laughed quietly at that, then continued, “But, you know. About you changing…”

“Yeah?”

“I’m glad you do, in a way. I like it,” you finished as you let your gaze stray away to anywhere but Isagi Yoichi. Carrying the desire to say it as much as you could to him, you went on, “You look very happy and I like it.”

You didn’t mention it, nor you would ever point it out, but you knew how he was after he went to Ichinan. It felt bitter in a very selfish way, but you truly were glad that the Isagi Yoichi who talked your ears off with soccer news and trivia now had somewhere to thrive. In a way, it felt sharing something intimate to the world—but, he wasn’t even yours and he looked happier. If anything, you could felt only joy.

Sensing the sudden somberness your words brought, you immediately tried to shift the topic. “Eh, well. Sorry, did I weird you out?” you said, nervous and apologetic. “So, back to you story! What did Bachira said after—”

Not letting you finish, Isagi cut you off. “Hey, can I say something too?”

“Huh?” you made a dumb sound in confusion. Across you, Isagi met his gaze with yours. Determined and unshaken—seeing his eyes, it was impossible for you to reject him to begin with. “Uh, sure.”

“Thanks,” Isagi said, before taking a deep breath. Suddenly, it felt like he was about to drag you to a soccer match and you knew for sure you would be losing. Though before you could make a comment, Isagi resumed, “Right now, my focus is in soccer. And I will have to go back to Blue Lock too.”

Oh.

You knew where this would be going. You could feel a wet patch of heat grew from the back of your eyes, but this was Isagi Yoichi. So, like always, you listened to him to finish, even if it would be a rejection.

You would accept this as a punishment for being too obvious—you joked silently, spitefully, to yourself.

“So, you know, in the end,” Isagi didn’t stop, seemingly oblivious to your frozen state despite meeting your eyes. “I don’t think… I really had the right to ask this of you. But, you see—”

Isagi reached out for both your hands as he let your name fall of his lips. Once again, like a fool in love, you could only blink in confusion.

“—I really,” Isagi’s breath hitched. “I really want you to keep looking at me. I know this is like me asking you to wait for me until at least Blue Lock is over and say ‘no’ to everyone who tries to… you know. To you. With you.”

His hands were warm and you felt like the world was spinning. Your eyes grew wider as you slowly understood what Isagi meant by his words.

“This is really selfish of me,” Isagi chided himself with a chuckle, yet a smile that was familiar, gentle, and fond formed itself on his profile. “Still though, can I ask you to still only look at me, for now and for a very long time?”

At that time, inside that café, you realized many things in silence.

Across you, Yoichi waited for an answer that had been waiting to be said since long ago.

[pigeonstab]

Does it feels strange laughing with three jaws?

[mugsys]

little traditional freshgrease doodl cuz i haven’t posted art in forever..

greaser- radsee

fresh- loverofpiggies

[ivytea]

guillermo del toro’s pinocchio is living in MY heart.....

[buwheal]

Are some dumpsters better than others? Do you have a favorite?

[ying-doodles]

// webtoon spoilers (ep 147)

a few suho panels but also my absolute favourite has to be the one where he's smiling cause AAAAA!! o(≧▽≦)o

and also some lloyd panels ehehe-

[impossible-rat-babies]

oc-tober day 26 - pollux bixby (he/him)

[fexrox]

I NEED HEALING! *ping* I NEED HEALING! *ping* I NEED HEALING! *ping* I NEED HEA

[rapidhighway]

i love drawing him with a fruit salad so much

[ahatofcocoa]

Epic Catty comeback.

Catty loaf.

[xbuggyxboyx]

I love how we all just collectively decided that Clancy is a cat

[thetisming]

yeah i have a new guy. sorry (everyone groans and starts stabbing me with rocks)