#i was about to make this post about isagi.... i was only seconds away from changing it
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rottiens · 4 months ago
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im leaving now but satoru with a baby fever is all i'll be able to think about tonight. he's so annoying about it and he's sure he'll be such a good father. every time he walks by a store and sees baby clothes, his eyes light up and he can't help but smile. his eyes sparkle at the sight of some toddler walking hand in hand with his mother down the street, and he tugs on your hand excitedly, showing you a tiny blue blanket he's pulled out of the children's area.
"baby, look. i'm going to buy it."
and he does, even though you're not pregnant, because he's sure that shade of blue is the same blue his future child's eyes will be.
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adoregojo · 1 year ago
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secret admirer.
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hihihihihihihihi, i cannot believe i actually slept for two days in a row? wth? and also that i never did this kind of posts? im such a lazy bum mb yall, I promise I'll write a real fic soon. summary: bllk characters as your secret admirers: isagi, bachira, chigiri, reo. how they fell, what do they do, how did they confess.
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isagi.y
him. just him.
you once held his shirt collar to stop him from planting flatly on the floor.
and when you walked away, you walked with his heart in your palms.
yea, just like that
but honestly, isagi himself didn't knew he was such a big sap inside
and the moment he realised you two shared a few classes was the second he almost kneeled and thanked the sky itself for this.
an absolute swoon from looking at your side profile.
he once was long gone within the abyss of daydreaming about you, he genuinely just couldn't look away.
then got called out by the teacher for being too distracted.
definitely prayed that you didn't see that.
writes your name unintentionally in his notebook.
gets so embarrassed about it later and rips the paper.
still dose it again the next day and almost ripped the whole book apart form cringing at himself.
he once was musing over you too much to the point that your name slipped out unwittingly on the dinner table.
his parents couldn't stop teasing him about it, wondering when they would see you walking down their house door.
leaves love notes in your locker almost everyday.
it's something short and simple like: "you look pretty today."
then when he goes home he'll realize how dumb that was because you literally look the prettiest everyday.
dumb, dumby.
takes time to make the first move though.
he just feels like you're way, farther away from his reach.
it's okay, he still considers himself lucky to be one of those who got admire you.
he just hoped you saw him behind all of them, even if it was a glance.
chigiri.h
omgg pretty boyyy
despite chigiri being a confident and self-reliant, the trigger words of his old injury was like a pulling a pin of a grenade to his still-raw sorrowness. something that'll always haunt him.
and what dose he dare to say when they were nothing but truthful? like a salt to his wounds, he tends to just take it and suck it up, or at least try to ignore it for his sake.
but everything flipped when you stood up for him.
from that moment on. chigiri knew that he was far a goner.
out of everyone here he's definitely the most romantic one.
reads all your favourite books and analysis it.
probably named a cat after you.
like isagi he writes love letters for you.
just a little too poetic..
it it's short then it's something like: "loving you is like breathing." or "i hope your days are filled with the same joy you give me with your existence only."
but mostly is: "my definition of love, i see the true meaning of living behind your hue of life. you shall lighten my soul with your existence alone, i was born to see you shin each day, witnessing you is a blessing from heaven itself. the day that i stop seeing you as the owner of the stars is the day my body shall vanish, yet my soul will know it way back to you. from your only and one your admirer."
what a lovesick clown.
he might be a smooth talker on the outside, but trust me the butterflies of sentimental keeps on swirling in his stomach on the sight of you.
told his mother and sister about you.
it was his biggest regrets.
because the next day his sister shouted your name in a demand for you to spend the night for the 'meeting of the future in law'.
he had to physically drag her back to the car, freaking embarrassing.
couldn't meet your eyes for a while after that.
wants to hold your hand.
like, really badly.
it's just that feeling your skin against his cold, pristine hands must've feel like the loveliest, cosiest thing.
the thoughts alone are making him go crazy.
he confessed first, just couldn't help himself.
he just hoped if you would go to the end of the world alongside with him.
bachira.m
the sunshine boy himself.
the definition of fell first AND fell harder.
it all started when the class was ordered to work as duo for a project, something he always despised.
you may say that because bachira was definitely not having the word 'smart' in his book, you'd be right actually.
but mainly since no one really wanted to group up with him.
it was embarrassing, to just sit there and wait to be picked was putting him under the lights that pointed him out as the most pitiful creature in the room.
then you pocked him on the shoulder, and asked him if he wanted to be your partner.
and when he didn't see the sarcasm reeking from you, he knew he tripped hard, and couldn't find it anywhere in his feet to back him up.
it was strange, bachira never had a company, let alone a crush.
but the signs were there, and were painfully vulnerable.
painted you in art class multiple times; you with a smile, you reading a book, you sniffing a sunflower.
maybe also you and him... holding hands or hugging...
stares at your face a way, way too long.
he tells himself it's to crave your features better and detailed.
even he doesn't believe that however.
he draws your eyes a lot.
his second favourite colour is your eyes hue.
he was never the best at writing romantic poems, and his hand writing is just........
so he insisted gets you a gift!
which is a rock.
yes you heard me, rock.
he would even paint a little face with a smile on it and leave it on your desk by the end of the day.
almost went bald from joy when you had it hanging as a small march on your bag.
and when you had a bad day, that goes unnoticed by him.
so imagine your surprise when you would find two pairs of rocks, one kissing the other who had a sad expression on it face.
that somehow that foster a blissful smile on your face. like that little action extinct any remains of the past negative you carried.
and bachira was more than happy to be the reason for your happiness.
definitely rambles about you to his mom.
and his monster.
he once ha a dream about you two smooching.
cried when he woke up because he wanted it to be real more than anything.
you two confessed first, at the same time.
and boy was he dancing on cloud nine at it.
he almost smooch you that moment and then.
reo.m
it's mister perfect everyone, cheer.
you fell first, he fell harder.
no, literally. you fell. tripped flat on the floor.
and somehow, that made the reo mikage heart move.
?????????
love at first (fall??) sight.
he definitely leaves a trail of gifts for you everywhere.
your chair, desk, locker, bag.
he switches between chocolate and flowers to letters and perfumes, necklaces, etc..
you say how he picked them?
easy, see something that reminds him of you, he buys.
and it's pretty foolish since he sees you in almost everything.
reo is convinced that you're within everything that shins beautifully.
he actually paid the teachers to let him be in the same classroom as you.
paid even more to get a seat next to you.
rip to whoever was sitting next to you.
he once heard that a guy was bothering you.
the next day the guy was the talking of school because he suddenly moved out of town due to his dad losing his job.
hm, must be karma then.
has a shrine of you.
but you didn't hear that from me.
talks about you none stop to nagi and ba-ya.
genuinely sobbed when he imagined you with someone else.
has a flight under your name.
made a makeshift doll of you so he can practice his confessions on.
had a mental breakdown of the idea of you rejecting him.
reo can the most horrible, miserable day to a human kind to live.
then he sees you smiling
BOOM
he's all happy and smiling again, also a little giddy.
you once greeted him good morning, the next day he was planing what ring would suit you the most.
had two planes to write on the sky: 'will you go out with me?' and your name next to it in a shade of a heart.
now, you definitely cannot reject that. (Please don't)
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have a nice day everyone.
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kenyummy · 2 months ago
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DREAM ꒰⚘݄꒱ ISAGI ,, CHIGIRI
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SYNOPSIS : what do the blue lock boys dream about when they're away from you, training to be the greatest striker?
note: hi! its been a minute since i posted anything and erm. hi. hi.... i might post obey me stuff soon lollllseerrsss. anyways. this is just isagi and chigiri dreaming about you awwww cuteee. nagi and shidou ver coming soon and uhhh yep. shidou will be having a slightly moist dream. what can i say.
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isagi yoichi
Snow flutters all around Isagi, landing on his clothes and leaving fluffy white on his hair. He's standing under a streetlight, dim in the night sky that is lit by the crescent moon, and stars dot the sky like sparkling tears.
Isagi looks around, caught in the chilly winter air. The frost nips at his cheeks and turns his nose a cherry red, but it doesn't bother him. What does bother him, is his confusion. Where is he? Where's Blue Lock? And most of all...
Why is he holding a bouquet of flowers? He usually bought some for his mom on his way home from school on special occasions, but as far as his memory recalls, today is just a regular old day, and this place looks nothing like his path home.
He pulls his scarf up further his face so that his whole chin and lower facial area are covered. He turns his head around, and without a sense of direction to go—he stays still, standing on the concrete pathway. The grey of the path is covered in a large sheet of snow, that Isagi's leather shoes thankfully don't let sink in. These are his nice shoes... what sort of day is this?
He's never been more confused.
But he doesn't have time to dwell on this mystery, because a bright figure is suddenly bounding over-calling out his name with grunts and stumbles and such in such a loving voice—it could only be one person.
"[name]?" Isagi calls out, looking to where you're running—or trying to, anyway—over, heels clashing into the snow with satisfying crunches. Isagi suddenly finds himself and rushes over to you before you fall over your feet.
He grabs ahold of your upper arms instinctively to stabilise you, and there, you look up at him from your hunched, slightly bent down position, and he doesn't think you've ever looked so pretty. You're wearing bold, obvious makeup compared to your usual natural style, but it compliments your facial features well and makes you glow even more than usual.
Even under the dark night sky, Isagi thought you shined brighter than anything else here.
You smile, a toothy grin that makes his heart bump in his chest, "Hi."
He swallows, cheeks stretching out and eyes squinted into crescent moon shapes, in a breathy voice, he says "Hi."
Your eyes suddenly dart downwards, to the item he's holding under his elbow. Your eyes widen, and for a second, he thinks he's done something wrong—until you smile even wider.
He doesn't think about the bouquet he's holding under your arm before you point it out, a bright grin etched over your previous one of discomfort, "Did you get these for me? You remembered that these were my favourites!"
Isagi pauses, following your eyes towards the thing you're staring at—the bouquet he holds next to him. He blinks at you before the realisation suddenly hits him, and his ears feel burning hot. "Oh. Right, yeah..." He has no idea why he even has these, but if you want them, then you could certainly have them. "These are for you."
His voice falls smoother than he expected, and dimples dot his cheeks. He holds them out, and you don't waste any time in taking them from his grasp and holding them close to your chest. You look like you can barely contain your grin—and the way you look down at them makes the bouquet feel like the most special thing in the world.
You suddenly lurch forward, flowers still clutched tightly in your palm when you wrap your arms around his torso, digging your face into his (chest/shoulder, depending on your height), and he can feel how fast your heart is beating in your chest.
"Thank you, Yoichi... this date only started, and I was even late... but it's already the most amazing one I've ever been on."
Your lashes flutter against your cheek when you close your eyes, and all Isagi can focus on right now is the feeling of you clutched tightly in his arms, wearing cute winter clothing, and feeling your heart drum next to his.
This feeling... is perfect.
He doesn't even have time to dwell on the fact that he is here, on a date with you, before your lips come into contact with the smooth, fair skin of his cheek, in a short, sweet kiss. His cheeks bloom into a fiery colour, and Isagi wonders if he can still blame it on the cold at this point.
He can feel the residue of the lipstick you left behind, but he almost doesn't want to wipe it away. A symbol of you left on him... doesn't seem too bad. You giggle, fingers trailing his face and the way you look into his eyes so deeply, so dizzyingly hot, makes his stomach twist.
You're smiling. He's breathing heavily. Isagi can feel each light puff of air escape your lips onto his, and at this moment, he's never felt more alive—not with his heart threatening to beat out of his chest, and his mind flourishing with bright sparks. You lean closer, lips pouted out slightly...
"ISAGI!"
Isagi lurches forward, off his pillow and he breathes heavily, chest rising and falling in a panicked motion. There, instead of you with cute winter clothes, stands Bachira, clad in... nothing.
Isagi groans, lowering his vision so that he doesn't have the chance to see Bachira while he's naked as the day he was born, "Agh... Dude, put some clothes on..."
"Okie dokie! But don't fall asleep again, okay? Ego nearly shocked you awake!" Bachira giggles before he bounds out of the room on his heels, skipping towards another room. Isagi doesn't care to watch, rubbing his forehead with his palm.
That dream... I can't help but feel a little disappointed...
His cheeks feel hot when he thinks about it, and he looks up at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression. I wonder... if she likes those flowers?
chigiri hyoma
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Chigiri Hyoma is currently laid down in a comfy bed, with soft white sheets fallen over his body and a book in his hand. Reading glasses slide down his nose, but he doesn't pay it any mind, not with the dim light that enchants your face in a warm glow.
You're lying right next to him, peacefully sleeping with light, inaudible breaths. Chigiri has a book in his hand and is sitting in the pale candlelight, but he's not reading at all—if so, at a ridiculously slow pace. He can't stop staring at you. You somehow look more ethereal than before, with such a calm expression.
He wonders what you're dreaming about.
Maybe it's... about him.
He shakes his head, and it almost feels weird when his bangs don't fall over his eyes—then, he feels for them and finds they're clipped back with a My Melody hairclip. No. He shouldn't feel...
A strangled groan catches his attention, and he looks down at you once again, you're stretching your arms out, groaning as you awake from your slumber. Chigiri smiles, snapping his book shut after he inserts his mark, and places it on the bedside table. He adjusts himself so that he's sitting comfortably, and when his shuffling catches your attention, he says, "Morning, sleeping beauty."
You whine when his lithe finger is against your nose, pressing down, and you look up at him with a pout, "I think you're the beauty here."
That makes Chigiri laugh, a lovely sound echoing from his lips. He reaches backwards and fiddles with the claw clip holding his hair backwards for a second, "Well, I can't say you're wrong." He successfully manages to un-do his clipped hairstyle, and his bright red locks fall over his shoulders in a graceful manner-something that makes you stare.
"Yeah, I'm not." You snort, shuffling closer to him. "Cuddle me," you demand.
He playfully rolls his eyes—after spending so long with Chigiri, he was sure you could read him like an open book—but still follows through with your order, slipping down from where he lying against the bedrest. "So demanding."
He snuggles into the warm sheets, and the light that shines through the crack of the blinds into your eye is covered by his head. You smile in contentment as he wraps his arms around you and brings you even closer—you didn't think it was possible.
"Yeah, but you always listen to me." You coo, shoving your face into the crook of his neck and sighing against his fair skin. Chigiri doesn't let you catch him smiling, a hand resting atop your hair and stroking lightly.
"Guess so." He leans his face down and presses his cheek against your head—you can feel the light kiss of his lips against your scalp. "Maybe I should stop."
You remove your face away from his collarbones to give him a shocked, mildly offended look, which makes him snicker, "What?! No way! If you stop listening, then we'll never cuddle again."
Chigiri sighs, hand moving downwards to wrap lightly around your upper thigh, "That's a tough threat, babe."
The pet name feels so natural, spilling out of his lips like he's said a hundred times before. You push back on his shoulder lightly. "And that means nothing like this anymore. You gotta listen to me, Hyoma, otherwise... our whole dynamic gets thrown off."
This time—he can't help the smile that spreads across his lips so sweetly, his other hand touching your jaw lightly, cupping it in his grasp, "Yeah. I'll always listen to you. Can't not listen. You're too pretty when you demand what you want." He leans down and presses a featherlight kiss on the bridge of your nose.
The giggle that escapes your lips is nothing short of heavenly.
You smile, "Whatever, you sap." You move your head back so it is buried in its original spot, and the warmth that spreads across your cheeks feels like burning hot lava on his skin—but strangely, Chigiri doesn't really mind.
This feeling, this love has never come so easy to Chigiri—but he assumes you've always come easy to him.
Even as his eyes flutter open, and no longer is he in a warm, candlelit room, but rather the cold dorms of Blue Lock—his heart still flutters in his chest, his cheeks still burn bright, and his smile does not drop.
© KENYUMMY 2024
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hanrinz · 2 years ago
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YOU HAVE STOLEN MY HEART . . . ! blue lock men are all a loser clingy and desperate for your attention
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✦°.feat : isagi yoichi, rin itoshi & nagi seishiro
✦°.notes. f! reader. fluff. ooc characters. so sorry for this and for not posting anything lately </3 i kinda went overboard with isagi lol.
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RIN ITOSHI
he would literally throw hands at anyone if you don't stop talking to your phone right now. it's been exactly thirty-four minutes since you have chosen to talk to your old friend over him, your boyfriend—who clearly needs your undying love and attention.
(and yes he's been counting)
you were sitting in the living room, animatedly chatting with whoever lukewarm piece of shit you were talking to. laughing and smiling about something god knows what.
and he's checking on his phone, counting down the minutes and seconds passing by as you continue babbling on and on your old friend. he's now starting to hate this friend of yours. six more minutes and he gets you all to himself and he was selfish—always been and never changing—he wants you to just be beside him right now, he didn't just took off a day from his work just to have you taken away by someone else.
he decided six minutes was too long, why can't he have you now? without any second left to waste, he made his way to the couch, standing tall and glaring menacingly at your phone, as if it would melt away from your hands.
your eyes are now on him, you grace him with a much more radiant smile, with your eyes softly conveying 'you need anything?'
yeah, he definitely needs something. he needs you to hang up on your friend and spend time with him.
you noticed the look on his eyes and it made you laugh a little from his childish acts, jealousy does look kind of attractive on your boyfriend.
your little sudden chuckle had made the other side of the phone to ask you what was so funny? you shake your head as if he could see what you were doing, the conversation had turned dull and truly you only stayed for a couple more minutes out of courtesy, but you were dying to get away from him and just be with your beloved boyfriend.
rin couldn't take this long stupid call any longer—and as much as it was petty and silly, his patience has long been gone—he takes a seat beside you, the cushion dipping from his weight his arm coming round at the back of the couch as his other one takes the device out of your hands grunting out a, “she's busy, call her next time.” and ending the call right away, leaving no room for protest.
“rin-!” you whine, you look at him with disbelief following wuth a laugh as you type out a small apology to your old friend. tossing your phone on your side table not really waiting for a reply back.
not that you don't feel bad or anything, but you were thankful that the call had finally ended.
“you were taking too long,” he grumbled while he pulls you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you, dipping his head into the crook of your neck. “want you all to myself” he muttered on your skin, placing dot kisses along the crevices of your shoulders.
your arms now coming up to his neck as you play with the back of his hair caressing it the way he likes.
“stupid, 'm all yours.”
ISAGI YOICHI
holding your hands wasn't enough for him, well at least this very right moment. why aren't you focusing your eyes on him? is the person beside you that important? more important than him? he's sure not. just someone who wants your attention.
you were just too nice, too good for anything in this world. you were too good for him if he was being honest, someone who was way out of his league, he thinks. but, isagi yoichi is not a coward. he doesn't wait for anything or anyone and when he sets his eyes on something, he makes sure he gets it.
he tried being polite and patient with the person beside you. he really did.
but it was no use, not even the repeated mantra of “play nice” that he keeps saying on his head didn't help with the bubbling feeling welling up on his chest. it doesn't help that he notices the way the guy kept sitting closer to you and the way his eyes scans your body every passing second.
he hates it so much.
your boyfriend has never been one for violence, but he can make an exception right now. he doesn't notice the way his hands have tightened its grip with yours. catching your attention now from the sudden discomfort it causes you, breaking away from the conversation you were having, you looked at isagi with concern.
“yoichi, is everything okay?” you called out to him. he snaps away from his thoughts, replacing his hardened expression with a small smile in hopes of trying not to worry you.
“don't worry 'bout me, pretty,” he smiles, like he didn't just have any intentions of landing a punch to the guy you were talking to.
“you sure?” he only nods at your question. loosening the grip he has on your hands, but still firm as ever.
he knows he has to leave soon for the game and the thought of leaving you with this guy alone makes him go crazy. don't get him wrong, of course he trusts you with all of his heart.
the problem was the trash beside you, though he was more than willing to show how much he deserves your attention more.
“jus’ keep your eyes on me, yeah?” was all he says to you before he leaves.
the match starts, with isagi more than determined to score the first goal, maneuvering the ball with precision, getting behind the players and kicking with high accuracy, isagi scores the first kill.
he didn't care for the crowds uproar, nor the signal sound of the goal he just scored, not even the commentators voices, because what he needs to know is if you were looking at him. searching for your face at the sea of people in the vip section, your eyes meet. his heart kicks into overdrive, pride welling up on his chest as he returns the smile you wore on your face.
the guy beside you was left forgotten, he didn't fail to shoot him a look of abhorrent, secretly in the middle of the match.
and the team wasn't oblivious to the striker's jealousy, they saw it all, isagi couldn't give a damn if this was going to be used against him.
he won. isagi yoichi, the heart of blue lock won another match, dominating the game with fierce play. all he wanted to do was to come to you and have you all night to himself.
“isagi, is there a particular reason for your amazing play today?”
“isagi, how do you feel about today's match?”
“just one moment of your time, isagi!”
he ignores all the noise of the press, shooting up a tired look to rin hoping that the captain would handle all the troublesome questions. he didn't wait for an answer, already trudging back to the locker room.
and there you were waiting for him, all pretty and nice. he smiles to himself as he calls out for you.
raising your eyes in his direction, as you run up to him with a big smile “yoichi!”
he would really like to hug you right now, if not for the dripping sweat of his jersey. and he knows how much you don't like it. he settles for holding your hands instead, but this time your eyes were on him. not on that guy, not any of his teammates, not on anyone, but him.
he places a small tender kiss in your hands, with a tired grin on his face, a little drunk over you.
“was i good?” he whispers, pulling you closer to him.
and you wonder what has prompted this question by your boyfriend, but you don't dwell on it as much when he looks at you like a lovesick puppy.
“the very best, yoichi.”
NAGI SEISHIRO
a big baby who's stuck in a 6ft striker's body. why would you choose some little kid over him? don't you see he's so much better?
“what a bother,” he grumbles, clearly annoyed with the little kid who's been taking up your time in the arcade. he stands lazily by the side, seeing you helping a little kid who seems to be having a hard time winning in a game.
it all started when the two of you had planned out a day for a date, weeks of not being able to be together because of his game overseas.
and now that he gets the time to have you, a little pesky child just managed to snatch you away from his hands. a big pout was residing on his face, clearly he wasn't going to wait for you to come back to him.
arguably, he was being the child in this situation, giving sharp glares at the back of the head of the kid.
poor kid, who just wants to win a little plushie.
and what adds into his sour mood is when you tell him to go play some games to keep him busy while you help the small child.
you really expect him to go away from you and play all by himself? no way. you probably didn't get the notion that he needs you, when he plays all these stupid games. now he stands close by the claw machine, his arm folded on his chest, sighing loudly every minute, impatiently waiting for you.
you were terrible.
very horrible at claw machines, it comes to the point you have almost consumed half of your coins that were supposed to be for you and nagi. you really tried your best, feeling bad for the kid who asked you to help him get a gift for his little sister.
only left with frustrated sighs and disappointment, you turn to your sulking boyfriend by the side, who seems to light up from his sullen expression when you look at him. you flashed him a smile that looks a little strange, not the same ones that keeps his heart beating up and down or makes his ears aflare with redness.
no, you were asking for something. your eyes gesture the claw machine that you're struggling with, you didn't even have to beg, nagi has always been the one to fold for your wishes and bidding.
he was quick to get by your side and play on the controls, if getting this stupid plush penguin was to win you back he'll gladly get ten more of it.
and with just a few calculated flicks and timed clicks, he won. like he always seem to, when he's all fired up and determined.
“easy,” he muttered, as he drapes himself over you engulfing you in a warm embrace, as he breathes in the scent of your shampoo, placing a kiss in your hair in the process.
you laugh at him, letting yourself melt into his bear hug, your hands coming up to caress his snowy hair, “you still down for more, genius?”
“duh.”
you might have returned home with empty pockets and content hearts that day.
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◞♡ likes & reblogs are highly appreciated! is it obvious i'm crazy for isagi?
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arlestial · 6 months ago
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❝trick me once, trick me twice❞
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synopsis : "A lie can destroy a relationship in a second", they’ve said. Isagi would be the first to agree, if he wasn’t lying to you so frequently.
pairing : Isagi Yoichi x genderneutral!reader •— Blue Lock
tw : Fluff (mentions of reader wearing a dress, no she/her pronouns though)
word count : 3.8k
author-note : Hi !! It’s been a while I haven’t written for my favorite 🫶🏻 I came back from my vacations in Austria (it’s probably the prettiest country I have ever visited, by the way) and I’m glad to write for y’all again ! Thank you for all your likes and reblogs on my last post, I was very touched :( <3 Not proofread, I’ve been writing this while my car was getting fixed 😭 Reblogs are very appreciated !! Anyways, take care of yourselves ♡
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ISAGI YOICHI’s parents had always told him not to lie. And when he was a kid, he agreed; lying was a bad thing. "It could hurt people around you," his mum said once. While growing-up, he obviously disobeyed, and lied; but he tried to stick to this old mantra of his, avoiding it at all costs. Telling the truth was far more beneficial, after all. Lying would only lead to complications, fights, and an overall loss of trust. And he didn’t want that, of course. Nobody would.
When ISAGI YOICHI and you got together, he quickly became a version of himself he feared to be, a version of himself he promised to stay away from. It was surprising how easily he was lying to you, and how trustful you were, believing everything he’d say. It was utterly frustrating — not because of you being too credulous about his words — but because he wasn’t feeling any guilt at all. Why ? Since lying turned into the most beneficial, advantageous and the quickest way to obtain what he wanted. People can’t be hurt about things they aren’t aware of, right ?
ISAGI YOICHI started his scheming with the weather. At first, he tried to convince himself it wasn’t too perverse, but he quickly realized it was. When you asked him to check the weather to see if it was hot enough outside this evening to wear a dress for your date, he replied yes without even looking. He knew it’ll be chilly when you’ll both get out of the restaurant. But he lied.
You shivered when the breeze hit the bare skin of your arms, goosebumps forming immediately after Isagi opened the door of the restaurant for you to walk out. You turned to look at him.
"It’s colder than what I expected. You said it would be hot, right ?"
Isagi approached you, a frown displayed on his features — he delicately ran his hand on your arm, feeling the soft skin under his palms.
"Yeah, I thought so too. The weather app’s forecasts were wrong, I guess."
You sighed, and at this very moment, he knew you had believed him. He smiled to himself, and took off his coat, draping you with it.
"Here. I wouldn’t want you to catch a cold, would I, baby ?"
You hummed softly, thanking him; he even got a kiss from you as a reward for his kindness. Well, now, he could see you in his clothes and in a dress at the same time, which was definitely a success. He didn’t even have to ask you to wear his stuff anymore — everything was already planned, even when you were coming over.
"I was sure I left one of my shirts in your drawer, though."
"It’s not a big deal, babe. I have plenty I can lend you."
And now he had you, in his bed, curled up against him while you were both watching a movie, wearing his shirt. What you obviously didn’t know, was that you did have a shirt in his drawer. Such a coincidence it was under all of his…
ISAGI YOICHI’s lies didn’t stop at the weather. No, now that he was assured you believed him, he could continue his shenanigans without the fear of getting caught. You are going to eat something warm ? Wait ! You shouldn’t, you could singe your tongue. Let him take the first bite first, just to make sure it’s riskless for you to eat.
"Can I taste it ?"
"You already took a bite earlier," You replied with a lifted eye-brow, perplexed by his demand.
"Yeah, but I didn’t really enjoy the taste, you know. I was too busy wondering if it’d burn you."
"Fine. But don’t take a big bite, I’m still hungry."
"Of course, darling. I’d never."
He carefully took a bite of your food, with your fork — or chopsticks, depending on the plate — humming as he felt the sweet savour you were experiencing just before on his own tongue.
"It’s not bad."
"Right ? I love it."
He killed two birds with the same stone. Sure, he appreciated to eat, but it was irrelevant here. He ate from the same fork as you — so you two kissed indirectly. He was a bit ashamed to lie about not remembering the taste of your food. He did, but he wanted to kiss you. But who could blame him ? He just wanted to be as close as possible with you, and he couldn’t touch you directly all the time. It was a tad embarrassing to ask for kisses, too.
ISAGI YOICHI also helps you when you want to wear several necklaces at the same time. It’s plain frustrating when you try to fasten them without tying a chain to the wrong one. But don’t worry, Isagi has your back. He wouldn’t let you struggle by yourself when he has the opportunity to do it for you.
"They’re tangled, darling."
"They are ? I swear to god—", you groaned, ready to fight with the pendants around your neck.
"Turn around for me," He told you, and you did. Of course. He brushed your hair to the side, allowing himself to look at the ties of the necklaces. They weren’t tangled at all. But it wouldn’t be fun if they weren’t. He removed each one of your perfectly tied chains, before carefully fastening them again — his hands lingering on your skin longer than necessary.
"Here you go, babe," He finally muttered, his arms wrapping around your waist from behind, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder, earning a smile from you. His favorite reward.
If lying was that bad, why did it feel so good ?
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jvnluvr · 2 years ago
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blue lock boys when you surprise them ! pt 1. ♡
ft. sae & kaiser x f!reader
(neo-egoist arc spoilers!! be warned)
author’s note: my last blue lock post got a lot of love and it made me more motivated, so thank you everyone! might do a part too where the roles are swapped, or with more characters. lmk by asking if you have any other requests. enjoy more bllk content, my lovely readers. <3
itoshi sae:
sae is gone a lot. you knew from the moment you got into a relationship with him that this would be the reality of your relationship. you loved him though, so even if you missed him tremendously, he would always come back home into your arms. there wasn’t much more you could ask for.
sae had gone to brazil for three games. it was a week stay, but it felt so insufferably long. maybe 3-4 days in, you were sick of being home after work not having anyone to go to or not having anything to do. so what did you do? obviously book a ticket to brazil yourself! to avoid suspicion, you told sae that you might not respond to his texts because you were going out with your friends and end up staying over at their place. (all your friends were busy that week.) but he didn’t catch anything!
you fell asleep on the flight, waking up to your landing. your heart was racing as you walked off into the airport. you’ve never really done something this grand before. surprising your boyfriend right before his game? god, you never expected to even set foot in another country for a while. all you could do was quickly rush to get a taxi, (you learned basic portuguese for this) and off you were to the stadium where his last game was being hosted.
quickly playing the driving, you ran inside. even if shidou was annoying, you thanked him for not revealing your plan to sae and helping you enter the stadium freely. “your boyfriend is a lucky one, yeah?” you could only nod in nervousness. why were you scared to see him? what if he just told you to go back home, what if he didn’t want any distractions, what if-? “c’mon he’s about to get on field, go!” shidou pushed you near the place his team was getting ready.
“hey [name]! sae didn’t tell us you were gonna’ be here.” one of his teammates grinned at you. you saw sae slowly turn around when he heard your name, an annoyed look plastered on his faces, thinking his teammates were tricking him for a stupid laugh. that was until he actually saw you, that his eyes widened.
“uh,, surprise sae?” he kind of just stood there for a second, not even being able to process the fact that you were physically standing in front of him. you only were able to feel dejected for a mere second, assuming he wasn’t happy to see you, that was until you were suddenly enveloped into a warm hug. and for a second, it felt as if you were the only two in the blazing stadium. “stupid, why are you here?” he whispered in your ear, not letting you go. despite his chosen words, his voice was filled with nothing but softness.
“cause i missed you, sae. you’re always gone, and even if i was prepared, it hurts not being with you.” you replied back. god no, you weren’t going to cry right before he went on the field. “don’t cry princess, i’m right here.” you were trying so hard to hold it in, but you couldn’t help it, he was with you, after what felt like an eternity. “thank you for surprising me, you’re the best thing i could ask for.” he kissed your forehead, still whispering so his teammates couldn’t hear the sweet nothings he reserved for you.
michael kaiser:
the ace of bastard münchen loved you very dearly. kaiser loved selectively, but the moment he laid eyes on you, he was smitten. truly, he tried to make as much time as humanly possible to spend with you but when blue lock joined the top teams, his brain had been haywire because of isagi. all he could think of was how to improve, how to crush him.
so naturally; with his brain occupied and all, he gradually started spending more and more time away from home to practice. sure, he still texted you sometimes and all, but you felt more lonely before than ever, since you were so used to kaiser being there to smother you in his love and adoration.
so when today finally came, the day where they would go up against barcha fc, it was him to finally prove he was a better player than isagi. he left super early that morning. he didn’t expect you to even try and leave the house because you studied from home, and he was going to be gone practically the whole day. to be honest, you really did want to go and surprise him at the game, but you couldn’t afford to skip class today. so you had to come up with something else grand to surprise kaiser.
so you went out after class, an hour before he was supposed to come home. you bought heart-shaped balloons, confetti, a cake, and any other decorations that you could drape onto the walls in your shared house. just before you were about to go back, you got a *ping!* from your phone.
ml michael: baby we won!!!! i’ll be home in a bit <3
you: congrats ! i’m waiting <3
you knew after that you had to rush home and get ready. gratefully your house wasn’t too far from the store. so you quickly unloaded everything from your car and put everything up in the living room, near the entrance of your house. “i hope he likes it, and isn’t too tired to just ignore everything..” you let out a slight sigh before continuing to finish up putting up the decorations.
you heard a loud engine outside and you would have been surprised if it was anyone besides kaiser. you quickly ran to shut off the lights before hiding behind the couch that faced the wall. the sound of the keys jingling as the door opened made your heart race as you held your hand over your mouth, not wanting him to even hear your breathing. “my dearest love, i’m home- huh? why are the lights off?” you couldn’t help but internally giggle at his insanely slow reaction time.
“[name], are we playing hide and seek or something? you know i’ll find you.” at that, you unintentionally rolled your eyes at his confidence. there’s no way he would expect you to be behind this couch, not to mention he hasn’t even turned the lights on- “found you.” you yelped as kaiser picked you up from behind, sitting you on his lap on the side of the couch.
“now, does my pretty girl wanna tell me why she was hiding behind the couch?” he kissed your cheek, and he swore he could see them turn red in the darkness. your entire plan? ruined. this really wasn’t the way you wanted to surprise him. “just wanted to surprise you, y‘know? you didn’t even turn on the lights silly.” kaiser gave you a confused look but nonetheless got up to turn them on. “surprise! and of course good job on winning your game today.” you smiled at him, but he just stared at you with the biggest heart in his eyes.
“you’re the cutest thing ever.” he lifted you up again and you wrapped your legs around him. “there’s a cake too, we should eat it.” you mentioned, totally forgetting that you set it out on the table. “i love you, liebe.” he couldn’t stop kissing you after that surprise.
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unluckilyimnot · 11 months ago
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do you know who much am i in love with tsundere man ???
i wanna kiss raichi's face sooo bad, with lipstick on, all over his face, until he tripped over his words and is all blushyy
don't forget cuddles and sitting on his lap like AAAAA
i love your loki and sae's making out writings btw 🫶 can u do the same thing but with raichi but in this version?
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making out - raichi, isagi
mlist || rules || requests are open :)
note : thank you sm for your request, both of you ! they're so cute, as you should queen (in a neutral way) i love them a loooot too. i post this Isagi one at the same time bc i did them with a similar vibe
I've been busy these day im sorry ! And I have a busy weekend as well with my gf so I'll do as much as I can today and post it later !
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Raichi acts tough but deep down he knows he can’t fool anyone when you order him around.  You two invited some of your friends over tonight to have a nice dinner together and you kept calling his name to get things done. He tried to boss around a little at the beginning, saying he was talking with the tip of his ears red but you just had to whine a little please for him to be by your side in a second. He's the grumpy type, but still ready to help whenever he's asked  to. 
He spent the whole night eyeing you from head to toes. His hand lingering on your thigh below the table and your seemingly innocent gaze let him know you get where he wanna go. He's a little impatient but that's nothing you can't handle.
When you finally say goodbye to your last friends, you stretch your back as soon as the door is closed. 'What a night' you thought, excepting Raichi around you but he was nowhere to be seen. Taking a few steps to the kitchen to find him cleaning up a little. Leaning against the door frame, you stared at him until he noticed you.
"You're less clingy suddenly." You spoke as soon as his eyes lay on you, a cute smile on your lips. Lips that got his attention all night. He shook his head, muttered things you couldn't understand but still amused. 
"Come on, leave all of this. I'll take care of that tomorrow." Taking his head in yours, you dragged him along your bedroom and kindly pushed him on the bed. "You weren't that concerned about the dishes earlier," you whisper in his ear, slowly taking a seat in his laps.
Cuddling up against him, you played with his hair while debriefing the night with him. Your arms lay around his neck and, despite his red cheeks, his hands finally hold you closer, rubbing your back in a needy way. His eyes on your lips once again, you're sure it's already messed up so you don't mind making it worse. 
When Raichi finally cuts your chat by kissing you like he wanted all night, the shadow of a satisfied grin on your lips. You broke the kiss and chuckled. 
"What's so funny ?" He barked like he always does, making you laugh even more. 
"Nothing, you're just cute." You answered, shutting him up with a kiss before he can argue. Pecking his face over and over again, all over his face not without leaving a red tint at the same time. His poor soul can't even speak a full sentence without stutter before grabbing your face and kissing you again. 
You deepen the kiss instantly, done joking around and finally into it. You put his hands back on your back and thigh, feeling his short nails digging into your skin and you're here for it. It's intoxicating, you're lost in the way his tongue licks your lips, making you smile. You didn't realize how both of you wanted it too until now. 
Your hand slowly drawing circles on his shoulders, you were thinking when you could finally take his shirt off when you felt his hands coming closer to the zip of your dress. He started pulling it down, exposing your bare back for him and only him. You glared at him in an amused way. 
“I'm helping you.” He defended, putting his hands away from you to try to annoy you in some way. You shook your head with a loud chuckle. 
“Go ahead.” you said before pushing him down on the bed, kissing him again. 
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Isagi is too cute for his own good, you’re sure of it. He can’t be rude to save his life. Well, besides football. With you he’s a sweetheart, always saying yes to anything you ask, even the weirdest things. So you like to mess with him a little. A sly smile forms on your lips before you hand your phone away.
“Yoichi I wanna try something !” you cheered, leaning on his shoulder, taking a look at his phone. He wasn’t really doing anything, only scrolling through his social media.
“What is it ?” he’s used to that, you wanted to try silly thing you saw on internet. You’re always after him to try tiktok trend, he’s sure it’s that once again. You grinned, taking his phone from his hands and tossing it nearly yours before sitting in his laps. You already got him gulped hard. Not that he’s not used to it, it’s even a position you like to cuddle but something in his mind tells him that’s not related to cuddle.
His hands find your waist, laying there comfortably, waiting for your next move. You get closer, your chest flat against his and you take his warm cheeks between your hands. He blinks a few times, already anticipating but flustered at the same time - not trusting that smile of yours. You cradle his face a little, pitching his cheeks and leaving small pecks here and there, on his cheeks, his nose and finally his lips.
“What do you wanna tryyy ?” he whined trying to escape the kisses attack but you shush him quickly, kissing him seriously this time. He takes some time to melt into the kiss, pulling you closer. You shiver at the coldness of his cold hands crawling under your shirt, meeting your warm skin and you smile in the process. His hands go up and down, smoothing your skin, grabbing it a little too hard from time to time, making you moan but mostly chuckle.
“You’re so cute Yoichi.” you purred in the middle of the kiss, leaving small pecks on the corner of his lips.
“Am I ?” he grinned, happy to realize one more time the effect he has on you. It’s easier for you to know how he feels so he appreciates it when you vocalize it. You can already feel him hard under your weight and decided it wasn’t too early to grind on him, wanting him so bad already. Just so he knew, you know.
Taking this as a green light, his lips started going down your neck to your shoulders, kissing it all the way, biting from time to time just to feel your hand pulling his hair at the tingling sensation. He loves that a lot, sometimes he’s a little brutal just for you to pull his hair or scratch his skin at the pleasure. He likes to mess around too, not that he’ll tell you. He likes the way your gaze darkens when he acts innocent. He has his way.
Coming back to kiss you after almost eating your shoulder, one of his hands stays on your hip, encouraging you to move in a back and forth motion ; hoping he will not be the first one to ask for more. But deep down, he knows he won’t or else you wouldn’t almost be riding him already. You were the desperate one this time, but it’s ok. He likes to take care of you.  
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I hope you liked it ! ♡
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bachissidehoe · 1 year ago
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take me away - itoshi r.
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chapter 5 of 7 in the blue lock band series. chapter 1. chapter 2. chapter 3. chapter 4. chapter 6. chapter 7.
synopsis: rin is the only band member y/n still has to write an article about, but he just gives her nothing. he doesn't talk or even answer questions, to the point where it almost seems like he's teasing her. actually- that seems to be exactly what he's doing.
warnings: smut; multiple orgasms; overstimulation; oral (receiving); pussy drunk; a hint of cnc; submissive!reader; fem!reader; minors DNI
disclaimer: all songs referenced are credited to THE DEEP END
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w.c. 3.2k
Itoshi Rin. The elusive, mysterious, unbothered bassist of Blue Lock. The thing about Rin is that y/n has no idea what he knows or what he’s thinking. Does he know anything about her experience with his brother? What about with Isagi? 
Since y/n started here, she’s probably only exchanged a few words with Rin. It’s only ever in passing, a light nod, perhaps an eye roll. 
“So Rin, what made you want to become a bassist?” She asks, sitting on the couch across from him while conducting her interview with the raven haired musician. 
“My brother played guitar. So I played bass.” He says flatly, his fist resting under his chin, a faraway look in his teal eyes. It’s like he’s bored, he’s been bored the whole time. 
Y/n sighs. She’s really getting nothing out of him. Rin’s the only band member she’s hardly covered in her social media posts, the only one she has left to write about. He’s even more introverted than his brother, and even more of a dick. 
“So you’re very inspired by your brother?” She follows up, trying to get him talking. 
“I wouldn’t say that.” 
“Well what would you say then?” She tries her best to maintain professionalism, but he’s making it difficult. She’s past annoyed, she’s pissed. She almost thinks he’s doing it on purpose. 
Rin shrugs. “I want to be better than Sae.” 
Finally. Something. 
“Better? Can you elaborate?” 
“What more do you need?” 
“Can you just-” She stops herself, taking a breath. “I just want to learn more about you. Your fans want to learn about you.” She forces a smile. 
Y/n directs her gaze back to Rin, briefly meeting his hypnotizing stare. He’s been looking at her, watching her get frustrated. As her eyes meet his, she can almost see a hint of amusement. He’s enjoying this. 
“I’d prefer they know nothing about me.” He says, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. And he tries to hide it too, that asshole, bringing his hand over his lips to touch just under his nose. 
Y/n takes another breath. “You like this huh.”
“Like what?” He looks back at her, trying to hide his devilish smile. 
That’s enough for y/n. He pushed her far enough. “You’re fucking pissing me off Itoshi. This is my fucking job. Can you stop being a dick for two seconds and answer the fucking questions so I can go back to not talking to you and you can go back to being an asshole like usual? Please?” She breaks, balling her fists as she feels her cheeks turning red. 
And he laughs. For the first time ever, potentially in history, Itoshi Rin laughs. 
“Rin!” Y/n stands up, slamming her clipboard on the table in front of her. She can feel her ears burning, her breath getting hot. She’s seething with anger. 
“Why do you even care so much?” 
“Why do you care enough to piss me off about it?” She snaps. 
He pauses briefly, slightly tilting his head as he looks at her from his seated position. “It’s funny.” He admits. 
“Oh my fucking-” y/n turns around, her fists balled next to her hips as she attempts to leave the room entirely. 
“Oh come on don’t be like-” Rin reaches for her, grabbing one of her wrists and spinning her back around. “Sorry, it’s just kinda hot when you’re angry.” He smirks. 
As if y/n wasn’t red enough already, she feels her cheeks get even hotter, partially from anger- partially from…arousal? 
For Rin to purposely be angering her because he finds it hot- it’s sadistic. Itoshi Rin, the youngest band member, the most mysterious. He hardly brings girls around, yet has garnered a subset of dedicated fans, desperate to break through that thick outer shell. The way he plays and sings is destructive, messy, choppy, yet it’s perfect- it attracts those who want a piece of that destructive nature.
“It’s- what?” Y/n is practically speechless, her breath caught in the back of her throat as she struggles to avoid eye contact with the bassist. 
“It’s-” He forces her gaze to him. It’s unreadable. “Hot.” He repeats. 
“Can we do the interview Rin or are you gonna continue whatever the fuck this is.” She says, her voice low and uncertain. 
Rin’s the last one she’d expect to come onto her. She even expected Reo before Rin. And still, she can’t tell if he’s messing with her or he actually wants her. 
“It’s a waste of my time y/n.”
“I literally cannot stand you.” She snatches her wrist away from his light grip and calmly sits on the couch, smoothing her skirt with her hands before picking up the clipboard she was taking notes with. 
Rin stands a few feet away, a smirk still playing at his lips. It’s all a game to him, he doesn’t care about anything besides being the best. 
“The first song I ever wrote included some of the lyrics that became “Take Me Away” on our first EP.” He finally says, taking a few steps toward her. 
She looks up, not wanting to acknowledge the fact that he suddenly decided to do a nice thing for her. She fears if she thanks him or asks him any follow up questions, he’ll stop talking. 
“I was 6. Sae was playing something and I started humming along, eventually coming up with the second half of the chorus- “I don’t wanna stay, I’m gonna go mad”. Sae liked it and so I played bass for him.” He explains. “That’s enough for you, right?” He resumes his rude demeanor. 
Y/n scoffs. “Yeah, I guess.” It’s a nice story though, if only he’d stop being a dick and talk more. 
He turns around, taking a few steps toward the exit of the backstage dressing room. 
“Rin, wait.” She says, cursing herself for deciding to continue the conversation at all. 
He turns around, trying to hide that devious smirk. It’s like he planned the entire thing. Y/n expected Bachira to be into teasing her like this, but Rin? It seems out of character. He’s never even talking to girls, he’s the only one who hardly ever engages with fans, he stays away from most social gatherings, and it’s always a chore to get him to do interviews with the rest of the band. Even his brother is less of an asshole. He’s the last person y/n would expect to toy with her like this. 
“What are you getting at here?” She asks with a sigh. 
“I just don’t see what’s in this interviewing stuff for me.” He shrugs. “But whatever. I’m kinda into you, so.” 
Y/n can’t tell if he’s joking or not, but she can’t stop her heart from skipping a beat regardless. It’s annoying, since she really doesn’t like Rin at all. 
She rolls her eyes. “Yeah sure. You’re so into me, alright, eat me out then.” 
“Oh, sure.” He says it casually, way too casually. As if that’s the response he’s been anticipating from her this entire time. As if he was perfectly aware that’s how this would end. 
“Uh, wait-” She starts, watching him strut back over to her with the same dead look in his eyes. And he drops to his knees in front of her. She gulps. “What are-”
“Doing what you asked.” He places both hands on her knees, slipping a few fingers just under her skirt, enough to graze the skin of her thighs. 
“But-” She stutters, gaze locked onto his unreadable, striking teal eyes. “Are you serious?” It’s all she can say, it’s the only thing she’s honestly been thinking of since they started this whole interview. 
“Yeah.” He says flatly, sliding one hand fully under her skirt, squeezing around the plush skin of her thigh. 
Her face is flushed, she’s past the point of subtlety. It’s unfair of him, truly. He shouldn’t have this immediate effect on her, just from the tight grip he has on her thigh. Well- maybe not just from that- there was the teasing, the way he looks when he makes eye contact with her, the smirk-
She sucks in a breath, feeling his fingers trace further up her skirt. 
“No shorts huh?” He asks, his eyes fixated on the way his hands hike up the thin fabric. 
“No.” She answers, though it comes out more like a light gasp. It’s embarrassing, really, how little it takes to turn her on. Any self-respecting person would have laughed Rin off and gotten over it. 
Not y/n. 
Instead, she can’t help herself from falling directly into his trap, from allowing the sensation of his touch to sweep through her entire body, making it nearly impossible for her to let herself walk away unscathed. 
His fingers reach her panties, and he snaps his eyes back to hers, watching her pull her bottom lip between her teeth in anticipation. And he smirks again, that devilish, beautiful smirk. She can practically feel herself gushing as she looks at him. If he wasn’t so damn hot- fuck- he wouldn’t be able to get away with this. 
“Gonna take them off.” He sighs, hooking a finger under the soaked fabric and sliding them down her legs, a trail of wetness coating her inner thigh as he does. “Stop me whenever you want.” He says it under his breath, but he makes sure to make eye contact again with that same dead look in his eyes. 
She doesn’t answer, just takes in a few quick breaths. 
“Yeah?” He asks, his finger dancing dangerously close to her begging hole. 
“Yeah.” She confirms with one of the short breaths she’s been holding, her eyes snapping shut as she submits herself to the will of Itoshi Rin. 
She doesn’t even like Rin. He’s such an asshole. 
But his fingers feel so nice tracing her rim, making sporadic circular motions that only make her wetter. It stops mattering how she feels about him personally, and it stops mattering even more when he forces her thighs apart, dipping his head between them like this is all he’s ever wanted. 
Itoshi Rin knows what he’s doing with his tongue. 
Fuck. 
Y/n’s entire mind goes blank as he licks her, his nails digging crescent moons into her thighs as he holds them in place. 
If anything, y/n would have guessed that Itoshi Rin was a virgin, considering he shows absolutely no interest in anyone. In the case that Itoshi Rin was not a virgin, y/n would have guessed he was selfish, taking only what he wants from someone and giving nothing in return. Never in her wildest dreams would she have guessed that Itoshi Rin would be between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her clit, letting light moans slip as if he’s the one enjoying this. 
It’s like he was made to be licking her pussy, like he’s supposed to taste her, swallow her, force her thighs to shake in his grip. He forces his tongue into her tight hole, moaning as he feels her clench around him. 
His movements are intense and uncalculated, and he pulls her closer, thrusting her entire body onto his tongue like he’s desperate for it. Like he’s starving for her, like he wants to devour her. 
All y/n can do is let out quick breaths, often coupled with short whimpers that feel like they’re stuck in her throat. He’s not holding back though, the more the taste of her sinks into his tastebuds the louder he gets. 
“Rin-” She warns, unable to control the shakiness of her thighs as she finds herself hurdling closer to her edge, much faster than she expected. 
“Mmm hmm~” He acknowledges, his eyes closed as he flicks at her burning clit, building her up to her release. And as soon as he feels her let go, he plunges his tongue inside her, soaking up every drop of the fluid that rushes along with her orgasm. He won’t let anything go to waste, he drinks it up, reaching his tongue inside her as far as it can go, using circular motions to absorb everything he can. 
And Rin doesn’t stop. Even after she whines for him, after she fights his grip to attempt to squeeze her thighs together. He doesn’t stop, it’s like he can’t even hear her. So much for telling her she can stop him whenever. He continues flicking at her clit, fucking her with his tongue, he keeps his grip tight on her thighs. 
“I finished- ah~” She attempts to force his head up. “Rin-” 
“Mm mmm-” He shakes his head, his tongue still inside her as he refuses her request to stop. He won’t even stop for air, y/n can’t be sure if he’s even breathing. 
And he keeps going, circling the rim of her pussy, teasing her entrance, pressing his tongue into her clit. Y/n can feel her body becoming overstimulated, every movement he makes feels like she’s being electrocuted. She can’t stop shaking, whining, begging. Her thighs burn from clenching her muscles so hard, her eyes are blurred with a thin layer of glassy tears. 
“Y-y-you g-ott-ta s-sto-stop-” She struggles through her words, desperately fighting a battle between loving every single flick of his tongue and being completely unable to handle it. 
He finally lifts his head, his eyes fluttering open to look at her breathless, shaking figure. “Y’can give me another.” He says, softly. His eyelids are heavy as he takes a few long, smooth breaths. He hardly even lifts his head at all, his breath still tickles her inner thighs. 
His words cut through her mind like butter, smoothly slicing through every last cell that was willing to protest. And she can only lay there on the couch, her clipboard long forgotten on the coffee table in front of her, every intention she had of getting information out of Rin to publish in an article has been cast aside. 
She doesn’t fight him anymore, instead sinks her body deeper into submission as his tongue returns to her pussy. He doesn’t stop, it’s impossible for him. Her taste overwhelms him, leaving him desperate for it. If she keeps getting wetter, he has more to suck out of her. He laps at her dripping hole, the drool and wetness coating his lips and chin so beautifully. His skin glistens with her all over him, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. 
Someone will probably hear him. He’s not subtle about how much he loves this. With every breath y/n takes, her walls clench around his tongue, and he can’t help but moan into her. He wants it so bad, he wants more. 
Itoshi Rin is pussy drunk. 
“I’m- fuck Rin-” Y/n gasps, choking on her breath as she feels a second orgasm creeping closer. 
He moves to flick her clit with his tongue, alternating between fast flicks and wrapping his lips around it to suck it between his teeth. It sends her hurdling, it’s a feeling unlike any other she’s felt. 
And then he adds his fingers. He slips two inside her hole, pumping them and curling them inside her enough to make her tremble. 
He has to be getting tired, he has to need another breath soon. 
“R-rin!” She squeaks, an overwhelming sensation rocketing through her body, a rush of fluids following along with her orgasm. 
He only shoves his fingers in further and sucks harder on her clit, gathering her slick cum on every inch of his fingers, his tongue, his lips. It’s like this is the greatest thing he’s ever tasted. He could eat her every day, morning, noon and night, whenever she asks for it. How pretty she sounds when she cums for him, how sweet she tastes, how that tight little pussy grabs for him, how her thighs clench around his head like they’re desperate to keep him sucking on that needy clit. 
“Another~” He comes up only for a second, begging her body to recover enough to let him take her there for a third time.
Y/n’s fingers lace through his dark hair, gripping hard as she pulls him away from her exhausted hole. 
“Can’t y’just fuck me?” She gasps, breathless, holding his hair as tightly as she can. His eyes lock with hers, his face covered in drool and cum. He looks so damn pretty like that, with beads of drool dribbling down his chin and his eyes glazed over with a drunk look. 
“Why’d I wanna do that?” He hums, forcing his hair out of her grip and reattaching his lips to her cunt. 
“Ah~” Y/n gasps, unable to form a response. Rin, truly, only wants to taste her. He wants to eat her out until she’s unconscious. He wants to make her cum as many times as physically possible. “Please~” She whines, though she’s not sure if she’s begging for him to stop or to keep going. 
Her body writhes against him, every nerve and muscle begging for a break. But when she sees him, pathetically on his knees between her thighs, his head disappearing over and over as he puts his entire body into licking her clean, she can’t help but fall further under his spell. He’s destroying her, it’s hungry, it’s dangerous. 
“I- I’m gonna cum- a-again-” She gasps, hiccuping as her third orgasm overtakes her. The overstimulation tears stream down her face almost as ferociously as her squirt streams down Rin’s. And his fingers- he doesn’t stop with them either. He fucks them hard into her, almost like he’s trying to force her cum back to where it came from, like he expects to reach deeper and deeper with every thrust. 
He finally comes up, breathing heavily. Y/n doesn’t know how he didn’t pass out, it hasn’t seemed like he’s been breathing this entire time. 
“R-r-r-in p-plea-please” She begs, though she’s not sure what she’s begging for. 
He leans his head on her thigh, looking up at her with a pathetic set of intoxicated teal eyes. He slides his fingers out of her, holding his eyes on her as he takes them in his mouth, swirling his tongue around them as he takes in every drop. 
“Fuck-” She sighs, her vision blurry and her body weak. 
“You taste so damn good.” Rin licks her inner thigh, laying his head there as if he wants to fall asleep. 
“Did you want- like did you need to-” Y/n struggles through more words she has absolutely no right to be capable of saying. In her state, she really shouldn’t have the ability to speak at all. 
Rin just shrugs, wrapping his arms around her thighs once again. “No, I came during that.” He admits. “I have extra pants here.” As if it’s no big deal.
Itoshi Rin. The bassist of Blue Lock, the one who never brings girls around, the one who never talks to fans, the one every interviewer complains about because of his shit attitude. He’s the one sitting here, between y/n’s legs, still drooling over her pussy, cumming just from eating her out. 
“How ya feeling?” He asks, though he doesn’t sound concerned. 
“I’m just hanging by a thread.” She breathes with a smile, proud of herself for referencing the same song Rin did earlier, the story he told her to appease her. 
“So we’re back to where we began again.” He smirks, humming a lyric from that same song. 
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riririnnnn · 11 months ago
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Aftermath of NEL/BM Vs PxG:
Isagi is the protagonist, so I'll be focusing on him.
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From the start, the main main rival in NEL for Isagi has been Kaiser, and there have been instances where the latter had accepted that Isagi got him good. In fact, in the chapter 239, he was genuinely tweaking:
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You see my boy in the top left? Yeah, even Ness was taken aback.
Also, while we are at it, can we give a glance to this panel:
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Ness, indeed, calls everything disgusting, but the last line, "The Magic of Yoichi's football...!?"
Hello???????????????
How did we ignore that, huh?
I understand that it doesn't seem like much but if we were to take in account of his backstory, then we can say that, that IS a big statement coming out of Ness' mouth.
So, is this like a slow/indirect build-up to a moment in the BM Vs PxG where Ness assists Isagi instead of Kaiser?
BUT
That's where things becomes low-key difficult for me to digest.
You see, if Isagi were to INDEED surpass/defeat Kaiser, then what?
No, I'm not trying to pick up a fight, I'm genuinely asking what will happen after that? Will Kaiser become a disposable rival or something like Kira Ryosuke?
But you know, the above thing seems a bit farfetched. I understand that Kira disappearing like that seemed farfetched too, but Kaiser as a character has too much depth to just be thrown away.
That's why, I think that Isagi MIGHT surpass Kaiser but only superficially.
That's that, and now we have this grumpy fella:
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Rin has been Isagi's rival ever since the beginning of second selection and the thing low-key became officially mutual when Sae praised Isagi after the U-20 match.
However, Isagi's Blue Lock rank is canonically 2 now and Rin's rank is 1. So if Isagi were to truly defeat Rin, then he will became number 1 and that's like the endgame for Blue Lock you know— protagonist reached the highest point. I understand that the main goal is to win the World Cup, but still.. you getting me, right?
BUT
Amidst everything, why are we forgetting this miracle boy:
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What if he pulls up some Prodigy shit during the Barcha match and gets into Top 3?
Further, with Kunigami Vs Shidou, what makes you think that these two wouldn't get into Top 5 too?
I think that Isagi wouldn't be number 1 yet. He'll probably share the rank or maybe that his auction value will increase for sure but he'll get his rank lowered/shared. It makes sense because there have been many moments where Isagi was humbled and didn't get the victory he wanted at once.
But.
(screeches)
BUT
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We can't forget the above panel.
Something fiery is being cooked up.
Every type of theory that has been made about World Cup arc/Post-NEL arc takes in the facts from whatever we know about REAL life U-20 World Cup.
So if something entirely else is going to happen in the BLLK universe, then I don't know what more can happen.
To sum it up, I think this MIGHT happen:
Rin gets an offer from Royale Madrid/Re Al and will maintain his ranking of 1.
Isagi gets an offer with higher salary than his current but it'll not affect his ranking.
Nagi pulls up his shit and becomes L(egend).
Top 5/Top 10 will have more than one shared ranking.
Shidou and Kunigami gets banger offers too.
And about the match:
Kaiser will score a goal.
Kunigami too and Shidou will give him some kind of acknowledgement.
IGA-DA-GOAT-GURI will clutch and gives BM a free kick by making someone from PxG do a foul.
Kiyora will either assist or will score himself.
Isagi might score a goal too.
Yukimiya might assist.
Raichi defends against Loki.
Goatmaru slays.
Charles Vs Hiori.
Feel free to add yours!
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Charles might throw a tantrum if PxG loses. Idk why he gives off a BIG bratty prankster vibes.
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neiptune · 2 years ago
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easier
c/w: 2k wc, barely proofread, established relationship, nagi needs a fucking break from existing, i need to get all the love i have for him out of my system somehow
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Something is wrong and it didn’t exactly take Reo screaming bloody murder in your ear for the past fifteen minutes to notice.
It was already evident by the slight slump of his shoulders, the lukewarm greeting when you arrived at his apartment, by the way he excused himself after lunch with a kiss to the crown of your head and some mumbling about feeling tired. You know better than to follow him upstairs and pressure him to talk, sometimes he just needs to close in himself and be alone with his thoughts for a while. A concept Reo is not really familiar with.
Although you have achieved your fair share of successes throughout the years (he has stopped sending Nagi venmo transactions whenever he complains about feeling demotivated, he no longer shows up at your apartment unannounced and he finally broke the habit of buying you stock trading books for your birthday), you are still unable to control his anxiety and sheer panic that inevitably turn into scenes of biblical proportions every single time things get out of his control. Like today, which apparently marks a week since his best friend has not only been skipping practice but has also stopped picking up his calls.
Calls being an occurrance that takes place approximately twenty to thirty-five times per day.
So you had to spend half an hour babying him on the phone, promising that no shimmering football dream is collapsing, that yes they are still going to win the world cup and no he will not be abandoned by his best friend right at the beginning of their “very fucking promising” careers.
“You have to talk to him because he won’t talk to me”
“I’m on it chief, just relax”
“Don’t tell me to relax, he’s about to throw his talent away and live a miserable life as an office worker or some shit!”
“Reo, just take a deep breath and leave him be. I’ll talk to him if he wants to talk to me, maybe he just needs some t—”
“I swear to fuck if you’re about to say he needs time—”
“Bye, Reo”
It’s a good relationship, the one you have with Nagi. Just a little too crowded, every now and then.
So you take your time, get comfortable on the couch and scroll away on social media, finding it hilarious how your boyfriend and his friends always manage to come up on your feed in suggested posts and reels. You don’t follow any of their fan accounts but are guilty of having liked one or two fancams and the algorithm has not left you alone since. Which is fine, as it gives you the chance to forward some of the juicy content to the interested parties (mostly Chigiri: he’s the one who will get the most annoyed, has already typed back several send me another one of these cuffing season edits and I’ll block you forever). Isagi usually just replies with blushing emojis, the only one who always indulges you and adds to the fun is Meguru. You’ll send him a video and he’ll like it, leave an inappropriate comment and share it in his stories all in the span of ten seconds.
When you get up and head upstairs at last, a reasonable amount of time punctuated by a non reasonable amount of texts from Reo has passed. You half expect Nagi to be napping but it’s not entirely surprising to find him sprawled on his bed with a gaming headset and a laptop balanced on his lap instead. As you lean against the doorway with a little smile tugging at your lips, his eyes dart to you right away. He pats the empty spot next to him and mouths a quiet just one more game but you shake your head in reassurance as you climb onto the king size bed: you’re not there to rush him or demand his attention.
You make sure not to prevent his hands and arms from moving freely when you rest your head on his shoulder. You recognize the game as it’s one of his favorites, he always plays Ikaruga or any other STG when he’s stressed out. The ship turns white and Nagi moves it around skillfully to absorb as many white bullets as possible to store their power, in preparation for his special laser attack. At the same time, he does his best to avoid all the black bullets fired by enemies and succeeds in destroying an opponent with the same polarity as his ship but ends up changing polarities too quickly and ultimately fails to prevent new bullets from destroying his ship. With a sharp sigh, he takes off his headphones, shuts the laptop and roughly places it on his empty nightstand before the mocking game over writing can even have the chance to flash before his eyes.
“Sorry” he mutters, head tilted back to rest against the wall, one arm finding its way around your waist to pull you closer to him.
“For losing? I forgive you, it’s a hard game” you chuckle and his quiet huff tickles your forehead.
“For Reo. He’s been on my ass for a week and now he’s tormenting you”
“That was taken into account when we started dating, you two are kind of a package deal”
He doesn’t laugh, the stubborn silence following your joke prompting you to peer up at him.
“Wanna talk about it?”
Nagi looks down and meets your gaze.
“About what?”
“Whatever’s on your mind”
He shuts his eyes for a second. Doesn’t question how you know something’s actually up and he’s not just being his usual, lazy self.
“Need a hug” he mumbles and tightens his arm around you, annoyed at how you simply reach over to his shoulder with your other arm “no, s’not enough, closer” you can practically hear the pout as you hum and position yourself in his lap, legs wrapping around his waist the way you know he likes it. Nagi closes his arms around you and buries his face in the curve of your shoulder, nose grazing your neck and thick, white hair tickling your cheek. Your nails gently scrape his nape, fingers playing with the softer locks at the base as your lips press to the side of his head.
“Would you still love me if I stopped playin’?” the question is so hushed you can barely discern the words whispered into your very soul from how hard he’s pressing himself to you.
“Hmm” you fake hesitation “you mean if you didn’t have to be gone all the time? If I could see you every day and you wouldn’t collapse on me from how tired you are when we’re watching a movie together? I think I’d make the effort, yeah”
Again, he doesn’t laugh, but you’re not Reo. You’re not gonna panic about a scenario you know it’s nothing more than an innocent, naive fantasy.
“Lately everything’s such a fucking pain. They’re all on my back, all the time. If I score a goal and it’s not genius enough, if I don’t stay the evening for extra training, if I don’t give enough interviews, if my talent is just blind luck. Maybe I should just stop”
You let the words sink in for a moment, frustration bubbling in the pit of your stomach at the unfairness of it all. Soccer is the only true passion he’s ever discovered and yes, it may have happened purely by chance, but it still had awakened him. He’s started playing out of boredom and has then found a whole world of prodigies passionate enough to be willing to dedicate their entire lives to the game. He’s allowed their passion to motivate him enough to discover his own. Nagi has become someone who actually cares and strives to set new limits always meant to be overcome. He’s only truly alive when he’s on the field, doing what he actually loves and is talented enough to pursue for the rest of his life. You can’t forgive anyone who is slowly dimming that light of his, you won’t allow them to extinguish that blaze.
“Sei” you slowly pull back because you want him to look at you “yes, you are lucky to be so insanely talented, but may I remind you just how much quite frankly obsessive work you have put into it ever since you came out of Ego’s fucked up dungeon?”
He pinches your hip and you flinch, but don’t mirror his little smile.
“It’s been years, stop calling it a fucked up dungeon”
You roll your eyes.
“What I'm hearing is, you stopped having fun. Don’t let them ruin soccer for you, Sei. Every goal you score is a genius goal to me, never forget how proud I am of you. Just start having fun again, yeah? You should enjoy it, I want to see you enjoy it” 
“Sometimes I’m scared I’ll just get sick of it” he leans into your touch as you stroke his cheek “m'not good at anything else”
“You don’t love anything else. They locked you up in a lair full of lunatics and instead of getting sick of it, you became one of them. You can do whatever you want with your life but would you love anything as much as you love soccer?”
Nagi furrows his brows as his features morph into a sarcastic expression.
“I love you. Even if you just called me a lunatic” as your hand is still on his cheek, he turns his head slightly to softly nibble at your wrist, which you retract with a giggle.
“The point being, I believe in you. Chase that excitement again, have fun, tell Reo to shut the fuck up and let you have a break when you need one. Don’t let them drain you, okay?” cautiously, you bring your hand up again to brush some hair away from his forehead. He shuts his eyes again, gentle exhale slipping past his parted lips.
“I have practice in an hour. I know you get bored—”
“I’ll come. If I can wear your jersey”
Nagi opens his eyes again, a slight blush already tinting the tips of his ears.
“But that’s embarrassing”
With fake outrage, your mouth hangs open in an “o” shape.
“Embarrassing? Wow, maybe you’ll get sick of me before you get sick of footb—”
“Never” he’s so quick to cut you off and take your face in his big hands, you don’t really have time to react. His grip is still tight, even as nimble fingers brush hair away from your face, eyes so intently focused on you your pulse taps a little quicker against your skin. “So pretty” he cocks his head a little, inching forward enough for the tip of his nose to gently nudge yours one time, two times “the prettiest. And all mine” he whispers against your lips as he wets his own with the tip of his tongue, still keeping you in place to have complete control. You’re easily deceived by the first, soft touch of his mouth, nothing more than a reminder of how how gentle his love can be. But then his lips chase yours again and it’s wet, messy, pads of fingers sinking into the flesh of your cheeks and jaw, the whimper easing from your throat stretching his pretty mouth in a smirk right before he gently nips at your bottom lip.
“Thanks for loving me” Nagi hooks a finger underneath your chin and lifts your face nonchalantly, as if he hasn’t just kissed all the wind out of your lungs “I know how much work that is”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way” you attempt a smile, still busy catching your breath.
Truth is, loving Seishiro does require some work. Sleepless nights, long trips, petty arguments when he’s too tired and takes it out on you, navigating disappointing championships, a mindset so stubborn and frustrating it has you clenching your fists, nails digging into your palms to keep you from exploding.
But at the end of the day, he’s always, always the Sei that melts underneath your touch and presses your body impossibly closer to his. The Sei that runs to hug you at the end of every single game, before entire stadiums. The Sei that will have your favorite flowers randomly delivered to you just because, no matter if he’s in his room or halfway around the world.
At the end of the day, he makes it easy. So, as you press your lips to his forehead and his arms tighten around you once more, you hope you get to make it all a little easier for him, too.
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tastybluesprite · 1 year ago
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The Kaiser Effect (Blue Lock)
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New Blue Lock fic!!!! I’m trying to post more of these. I have some others that I started but still haven’t finished yet lol. I might try working on them and posting them. So yeah here’s some ler!Kaiser and lee!Isagi because I love them. My favorite frienimies lol. Hope you like it! I put more romantic undertones but can be seen as platonic or romantic.
Warnings: Some cursing, also this is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing then feel free to just keep scrolling.
Summery: When Isagi accidentally walks in on Kaiser working out… well chaos lol…
Isagi flopped back on his new bed. He couldn’t believe how far he made it. Especially after the U-20 match. That alone felt unreal. First it was meeting Noel Noa, his hero! He didn’t ever dream he’d get to meet him so soon. He felt pretty happy with his choice of joining Germany, Munchen Bastards.
After the game between them and Manshine City, Nagi and Reos team, he was feeling more confident than he ever had. He even managed to earn the title “Man of the Match.”
The only thing standing in his way at the moment, was that jackass of a player. Michael Kaiser. He already knew he wanted to take the guy down despite the fact that they’re on the same team.
Just thinking about him made Isagi riled up. Finally breaking out of his thoughts, he sat up. “I’m gonna go train a bit.” He told Kurona, who was seated on his own bed next to him.
“Alright.” Kurona replied with a slight nod as he scrolled through his phone.
When Isagi made it to the training room, he could’ve fainted from shock of such coincidence.
There he was. Michael Kaiser. The blonde with blue tips looked towards him as he was in the middle of lifting some weights.
“Hello there Yoichi.” Kaiser greeted him when he looked up from his weights, bearing an as-if friendly grin.
“Hey…” Isagi said awkwardly, going for the yoga mats. He had taken a leaf out of Rin Itoshis book to try and do more yoga stretching. Isagi figured he needed to have more routine if he was going to surpass all the great players. He took off his sports jacket, revealing his black tank top, somewhat broad shoulders, and muscular biceps. All the training he’d been doing for Blue Lock really bulked him up a lot.
“Yoga huh?” Kaiser asked, tilting his head.
Yoichi Isagi shrugged. “I’m trying to stretch more. I want to gain more flexibility to better improve out on the field.”
“How is flexibility going to make you a better player?” Kaiser asked him, raising an eyebrow. He actually got up and took a seat on the floor next to the younger boy.
Isagi frowned. Did he really need to explain himself to a guy like this? Then he shrugged. “It’s just a routine I’m trying to implement more in my training. I Uh… picked up up from a friend.”
Kaiser grinned. “Well obviously it’s doing something then huh? You sure are a lot more built than you seem.” Kaiser smirked as he poked at his biceps.
Isagi ignored the tingling sensation from the touch as he leaned himself away.
“Do you have abs too…?” Nothing, absolutely nothing, could’ve prepared Isagi for when Kaiser then began grabbing at his abdomen, causing an electrical shock-like sensation to the nerves there. Isagi accidentally let out a loud squeak as he flinched.
They both froze for a second, Kaiser looking Isagi with an expression of surprise.
“Whoops, my bad Isagi. Did I tickle you?”
His smirk only deepened.
And before Isagi could tell the guy to fuck off, Kaiser grabbed his sides.
“W-wahahahahahahahait!!!” Isagi let out a shriek before desolving into giggles, uselessly trying to protect his body with his arms.
“Wow that Igaguri fellow was right. You really are ticklish. Here I was thinking I’d have to wait a while until I could do this. But this is better than l had hoped.”
Isagi was distantly thinking how much he wanted to murder Igaguri, when the blonde stuck his fingers up his underarms, which was worse than it usually was due to the fact that he was wearing a tank top.
“S-stohOHoHohohohoahap!!!” Isagi protested, trying to squirm away. God this was so humiliating. He was being rendered to a helpless puddle of giggles in front of one of the regulars of the pro German team.
Unfortunately things became far from over, when Kaiser went for his belly once more.
Isagi shrieked, falling onto his back as he uselessly pushed at the hand that was digging into his belly mercilessly.
“G-GYAHH NOhoHoho PLEhEhEAHaSE!!!!” Isagi squealed. He fucking squealed. Someone either save him or murder him. Then again there would be no difference for him between the two.
“Aw does the great and powerful egoist striker have a sensitive belly~” Kaiser teased with a grin. He honestly couldn’t help find this endearing, watching the younger squirm and kick on the floor, bubbly laughter spilling out of him.
“Hey Isagi, your friend told me another thing. He said that you particularly love to be tickled right here…” Kaiser then brought his hands to either side of his lower ribs, digging into the spot roughly.
Isagi seemed to almost be electrocuted, as he jolted, a screech ripping from his throat.
Just great. The guy just had to get his worst spot. Fantastic.
“Man you are way too ticklish for your own good.” Kaiser chuckled.
“SHUHUHUT THEHE FUHUHUCK UHUHUP AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
Kaiser honestly couldn’t help be entranced. The boys cheeks were flushed red, tears beading his eyes, his mouth in a face splitting smile. If he had a word to describe it, that word could only be “adorable.”
Soon Isagis laughter was growing hysterically silent, and he became so weak that he merely lay limp. Kaiser, breaking out of his trance, noticed this of course, and understood he needed a break.
Isagi panted, breathless on the floor. “W…what… t-the… hell… d-dammit…” Isagi was too tired out now to say any form of retort.
Kaiser then suddenly bursted into laughter of his own.
Isagi flinched at the sudden noise, sitting up as he watched his new teammate crumble to pieces with laughter.
“OHohoho myhy gohohod…” Kaiser managed, trying to control himself.
He soon managed to regain his composure. “Hah… wohow… I hahave to say I haven’t laughed so hard in a whihile. Felt amazihing.” Kaiser said, some giggles still escaping.
Isagi frowned. “What are you laughing about?”
Kaiser grinned. “Because I think you’re adorable Yoichi Isagi. I look forward to battling together in the next game.” He said as he got up, making his way towards the door.
Little did he know that the young boy, upon realizing what he had just said, became so red in the face, that he thought he might explode. His brain felt damn near broken.
He supposed that was just the Kaiser effect.
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beanxiv · 2 years ago
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beanxiv's 100 follower bash ! ✩࿐
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hi guys 🫶 so first and foremost, i wanna say thank you all for 100 followers <33 i love you all and im super grateful to all of you ! second, i wanna say i'm sorry for taking so long to do this, i was trying to figure out what kind of event i would do 😭 i ended up picking just a prompt list that you can request from, (the simplest thing ever ik💔) but i hope u guys like it !!
REQUESTS FOR THIS EVENT HAVE NOW CLOSED!
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EVENT RULES ✩࿐
you can find all my posts for this event under the tag #beanxiv's bash!
obviously, my normal request rules still apply. (you can find them here.) if your request goes against my rules, i won't accept it.
i prefer if you request off of anon, so that i can tag you - but if you're still on anon it's okay.
speaking of tagging— if you want to be tagged in my work fill out this form!
i'll only do one character per request if its a scenario, but i can do up to 3 if they're headcanons.
you can ask for up to 2 prompts in your request.
you can make as many requests as you want though! just do it in separate asks please
specify the details of your request! (reader preference, any details about the request, genre– like if you want angst or fluff, etc)
also specify who you want to say the line-- for example if the prompt is "you make me happy," specify if you want the reader or character to say the line.
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CHARACTERS ✩࿐
these are the characters i'll accept requests for-- if you request for a character not listed here, i won't accept your request.
my hero academia: bakugou katsuki, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, denki kaminari, kirishima eijirou, sero hanta, iida tenya, tamaki amajiki, keigo takami (hawks), touya todoroki (dabi)
obey me: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor, simeon, solomon, diavolo, barbatos
haikyuu: hinata shouyou, kageyama tobio, nishinoya yuu, sugawara koushi, kenma kozume, kuroo tetsurou, oikawa touro, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto kotaro, akaashi keiji, suna rintaro, atsumu miya, sakusa kiyoomi
blue lock: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, kunigami rensuke, chigiri hyoma, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, shidou ryusei, reo mikage, nagi seishiro, otoya eita
jujutsu kaisen: gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, inumaki toge
attack on titan: eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirsten, connie springer, levi ackerman
heroes of olympus: percy jackson, leo valdez, will solace, connor stoll
shatter me: aaron warner, kenji kishimoto
demon slayer: tanjirou kamado, inosuke hashibara, zenitsu agatsuma, giyuu tomioka, obanai iguro, uzui tengen
twisted wonderland: riddle rosehearts, ace trapolla, deuce spade, cater diamond, leona kingscholar, ruggie bucchi, floyd leech, kalim al-assim, jamil viper, idia shroud, malleus draconia, silver
the spiderverse: miles morales, miguel o'hara, hobie brown
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PROMPT LIST:
"i cant stop thinking about you... it's distracting.."
"are we really just friends?"
"sorry, you're just so cute when you're pissed."
"...i just realized how in love i am with you."
"i like listening to you talk."
"stay with me a little longer, please?"
"never say that about yourself when i know you deserve everything and more."
"you're so perfect."
"how could i ever say no to you when you look at me like that?"
"i made something for you."
"i miss you. so much."
"hey, why'd you stop? keep doing that, it feels good."
"don't leave me yet... please."
""is something burning??"
"i could die happy like this."
"i really want to kiss you right now."
"can't you see i'm trying?"
"i had a nightmare and i had to make sure you were still here."
"i'm yours. all yours."
"you drive me crazy."
"i'll kiss it better."
"let's spend forever together, okay?"
"you're taking up all of the blanket!"
"i'm scared, can you please hold my hand?"
"one more kiss, another, and another-- what? i can never get too many of your kisses."
"i'm going to marry you one day. i promise."
"you make me so happy."
"let's run away together."
"don't look at them, look at me."
"i'm a mess, but i'm your mess."
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stillthewc · 1 year ago
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Komi Theory - Kometani has a crush on Manbagi
Hello internet, welcome to Komi Theory! The only post on Tumblr that attempts to ship two characters that likely won't even end up together in the narrative!
While Wakai/Manbagi seems like endgame at this point, Chapter 414's left enough openness with the pairing that anything can happen to it. And, despite not doing much right now, I'm convinced Oda has Kometani in his back pocket for their upcoming arc.
Anyways, this post's gonna be pretty long, so I'll cut it for length. Otherwise, let me explain my reasoning!
At a glance, Kometani getting a crush on someone like Manbagi seems far-fetched. He's the type of person to snark at everyone around him, and even admits in Chapter 286 that he prefers "a reliable girl", pointing to Isagi as the girl he likes most.
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However, exactly two chapters later, there seems to be a wrench thrown into his response. As a recap, this is the one where Manbagi and Kometani ended up partnering with one another on the trip to America. And, while most of it's spent explaining why she screwed up the rigged partnering, the framing between the two's... strange.
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Additionally, this marks the second time we see the iconic Kometani Smile™️, something that's instigated by hearing Manbagi's ridiculous way of getting cold feet. Considering the first time it was shown was during a smiling competition, and even their group's usual hang-out sessions didn't get so much of a grin out of him, this seems pretty big imo.
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It should be noted that he knew about Manbagi's feelings for a while, so that makes me wonder a couple of things. Is this reaction to her something he developed specifically during this moment? Has he liked her for a while but refused to say anything? Keep in mind that Chapter 286 had Naruse disingenuously claim he liked Komi more than Ase, so it's entirely possible Kometani did the same thing.
But obviously, he serves more as Manbagi's wingman after he reveals how much he knows, going on to help clear the church Manbagi planned to confess in during Chapter 293. However, the Valentines arc seems to hint at something, particularly due to one little easter egg.
As a bit of set-up, Naruse proposes to walk with the boys after school's over, with Tadano rejecting for school council duties. Notably, Kometani declines as well, which is treated as a small aside.
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Long story short, Rumiko blows her chances of being with Tadano due to her big-heartedness, with the entire class coming in to comfort her over it. And hidden away from the audience, we can see a certain someone attending.
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This seems to be a very deliberate choice since, despite being a huge wingman for Rumiko up to this point, the narrative never once focuses on him consoling her.
This arc also has a more ambiguous piece of evidence to this theory: someone rejects going to Manbagi for karaoke with the class. And, while the message lacks the asterisks at the start of the sentence, the stoic manner of speaking matches Kometani perfectly.
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This is a super small detail that Oda didn't need to add, making me think the reason for this rejection will be established later down the road.
Skipping a bit later, when Wakai's arc starts out proper, you'd assume Kometani isn't central to it at all due to the obvious pairing Oda's trying to do. However, Chapter 345 has both him and Katai end up befriending him, which goes on to be a small side friendship in the following chapters.
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While normally I'd say this is just a small subplot to give the boys from the Komi-Tadano harem, Naruse's absence makes me think there's significance to it just being these two.
Katai's inclusion is pretty obvious, since he's mistaken for Manbagi's boyfriend and shows off his character growth. Kometani, meanwhile... noticed him pass out. He doesn't even use his fourth-wall-breaking-shenaniganry to deduce Wakai can't talk to girls.
And, sure, there's enough credence to the idea that he's being set up to be a matchmaker again, but I don't think Oda forgot about Chapter 288. Specifically, because this moment from 413 exists:
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Sure, this is just a subtle little gag and everything, but he's clearly oggling her chest, c'mon. He's at least attracted to her physically.
This chapter's also the one directly before Manbagi shooting down Wakai's confession for the time being, meaning that Oda knew exactly what he was doing.
With all of this together, I'm being painted the idea that Kometani has some level of interest in Manbagi, but is keeping it subtle enough that it doesn't get in the way of her and Wakai. However, with Wakai and him becoming friends, this aspect will finally come to the forefront in some shape or form.
As for why this is being played so subtly, I personally think Kometani realizes he likes her, but is trying to avoid his feelings due to "the narrator not interfering with the story" or something, resorting to matchmaking her with people instead.
But regardless, we'll see if anything happens with this in canon! For now, that's just a theory. A Komi Theory! Thanks for reading!
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m1ckeyb3rry · 6 months ago
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HSGSSH I THINK I SAW THAT POST WITH THE DETECTIVE AU!!! Sign me up for second in line to read it omg….and noooo don’t feel guilty LMAO but ikwym!!!
Wait kinda related but all the talk abt karasu reminded me that his bday is this month….Really hoping maybe we’ll get some promo art?? Who knows though LOL (MAYBE EPINAGI ART TO CELEBRATE??? MANIFESTING)
No because I can only imagine what he went through after joining tabieita in the second selection like imagine he pulls up to their bedroom and it’s just Otoya butt trapping a shoe and karasu sitting next to a bucket of wax and he’s just standing there like wtf (like the who’s this creep moment from the tabieita meeting LMAO) uhhh speaking of I think the new ch is coming out really soon?? Very excited because what was the mid sentence cliffhanger we got last time…..
ADDING NAGI TO THE MIX WOULD BE SO FUNNY HAHAHAH I love the nagi Barou dynamic <3 I can so see nagi asking that like “bro why not me?” Same vibes as when Barou called Isagi by his name and nagi was like “bro wb me???”
For me I lean slightly more to the astute Barou vibe but I’m crying I can also see the super obvious and it’s so funny like bro just accepts whatever reason Karasu gives him and doesn’t gaf otherwise HAHA
Honestly real carbonated drinks are a hit a miss depending on the person!! This is slightly related but have you ever seen those really goofy looking motion sickness glasses on tiktok?? They look really funny but some people say they work LMAO I’m not sure how good of an investment decision it is though LOL but YAY glad you found something that works!! Shsgsha don’t die in the car!! I wish I had more remedies for actual car sickness but my knowledge kinda stops at not looking out the window and those goofy glasses….
Also THE NAGI CLIP?? Ik kaneshiro said somewhere that Nagi didn’t buy the cactus out of loneliness but the way that he treats it like a real companion is so cute jjshshshs
-Karasu anon
i’m glad there’s other people out there to write for all of the different karasu avenues that exist in the world 😩 speaking of writing for karasu…BIG news our boy just graduated high school in bfb!! not going to let you know what the word count is atm because i think it might give you psychic damage FHSKJS but we are finally entering the home stretch (kind of) I’M REALLY HOPING IT’LL BE DONE SOON i’ve been saying that for ages though but this time i’m being fr like it should only be a little bit longer 😭 on the plus side this one will keep a starving nation (aka karasu fanbase) fed for a hot minute i hope…as long as people like how i wrote it anyways 😓
OMG WAIT YES IT’S SOON!! i think the next epinagi chapter lowkey comes out on his birthday so basically if they don’t do an fun little art of him it’s illegal messed up and wrong 😐
LMAOOO JUSTICE FOR YUKIMIYA ACTUALLY there’s no way he wasn’t the last one picked because idt he could’ve survived with those two for very long…i feel like tabieita is so duo within a trio that half of the time i forget they ARE a trio 😭 poor yuki doesn’t really have a canonical bestie…like i can’t think of a single person he’s typically shipped/paired with 😪 it’s okay though he can be ours 🤩 kenyu yukimiya the people’s princess 💖
YES THAT’S THE EXACT VIBE I WAS IMAGINING like nagi is just heartbroken that barou lets reader get away with sm bullshit but he accidentally breathed on barou’s lucky bowling ball and almost lost his life 😭 meanwhile reader’s like “omg nagi i heard you were in the top six in blue lock!! do you know karasu?? because apparently he was ALSO in the top six!! so please tell me anything and everything you know about him please please please 🥺🤤”…to that nagi is just like “he plays soccer good 👍” which makes barou freak out even MORE like bro do you not see that this girl is trying to SLIDE IN 😰 give her more to work with 😟☝🏻
i can def see both ways!! but consider the third option where he immediately realizes reader has a crush on karasu due to spending most of his time around girls (aka his mother and sisters) but because he has like negative guy friends he has NO IDEA how karasu feels abt her 😓 so then HE becomes a wingman for reader as well but he’s sooo bad at it like he’ll say some shit to karasu about how “y/n l/n is a lovely girl who can really keep a house clean. any man would be lucky to have her 😒” and karasu’s like yoooo barou x y/n canon 😳⁉️ because he somehow knows barou’s type is a woman who can clean well (reader cannot in fact clean well barou was just trying to make her seem appealing 🥲) i think wingman barou + wingman yuki + anti wingman for himself karasu is just such a crazy combo of characters HAHAHAH pure insanity…poor reader the only consolation is she’s definitely getting a hot soccer boyfriend out of this fiasco one way or another 😭
i took an anti-nausea medicine today and it basically knocked me out?? like i could NOT keep my eyes open…so ig it did work in that i wasn’t nauseous per se 😭 hoping the effects linger a bit through tmrw but not the side effects LMAO it’s okay i’ve been having such an amazing time otherwise that it’s not a huge deal!! we’re going paragliding tmrw (😬 i’m scared of heights but yk yolo how many times does one get the chance to paraglide in the swiss alps) and then the day after we drive to italy for a bit 🤩 i loveee visiting italy hehe so i’m excited for that!! and then afterwards france time 🙏🏻 as long as my ass doesn’t get carsick again that means lots of driving time when i can get some writing in!! but no promises we will see how it goes 😩 if not i’ll just listen to music and stare out of the window all moody and aesthetic while in the car and just write at night as i typically do
yeah apparently according to the ln he bought it so that he didn’t forget how to talk?? again one of those things that’s like funny but also kind of sad…i think in his internal narration he says he has no interest in friends or a gf or anything so he wasn’t lonely or anything but he knew that in order to fit into society he needed to be able to talk and all so he got choki 🥹 but tbh just based on how he treats it + how he talked abt reo in the convo w zantetsu while they’re bathing in epinagi i feel like he actually was lonely and just had 0 idea how to have a proper relationship or that that was something he even needed…idk maybe i’m reading too much into it but that’s nagi in the miraverse anyways 😰
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sid3buns · 10 months ago
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Cool little writing game I've been taggued in by @joeys-piano (thank you so much ! ) I've been writing SO MUCH lately to cope with the stress of several life events all happening at once and because I can't afford therapy, so this is the next best thing. I will post 3 snippets from published fics and 2 from current WIPs :3 I'm only tagging @fukurodani bc i think everyone else from my minuscule pool of moots who write have already been taggued, afaik ; but if not pls feel free to do it! Rules: Post your favourite line or passage from as many of your published works as you’d like. Let yourself feel proud of your creations! Tag as many people as you post snippets, so your fellow fic friends can be proud, too. Anchors | Windbreaker
All it takes to fall a man is to figure out where the hits are the most likely to land. This one was full of holes ; it’s a punch to the kidney, a swift hook under his weaker knee (the right one), and he’s on the ground, head bashing against concrete in a crack that might as well be the wind rattling a tree. Suo craves for more ; the song is not finished. If there’s to be an intro, a bridge, and a chorus, it needs a worthy finale. How easy it would be to smash your skull open, right now. He wonders if one hit is enough to see brain matter stain his kung fu shoes. He almost finds out ; his leg lifts on its own, it’s a hammer on a nail. One step away from being a coffin.
Bouquet | Blue Lock
” And what do you expect me to do about it, “ Barou hisses, busying himself with leaving wet circles of condensed water all over the table with his glass of beer. “ I don’t know him, I just prepare flowers for his wicked needs. “ That’s a half-truth ; Barou is starting to know Isagi. They chat for a bit whenever the man drops in, and it’s almost daily. He works nearby the flower shop, and it looks like it’s very demanding work. He has a dog named Müller, and he likes to watch soccer matches to unwind. They support opposite teams ; Barou gets to nag him about goals a couple times. “ Maybe just slip him a pamphlet, or something, “ Niko says wisely, staring at Barou from under his bangs. “ Or drag him to the back store of your shop and fuck his brains ou- “ The waitress has to intervene when Barou almost chokes Aiku to death at their table, and Barou gives her a nice tip.
Barou Shouei's Seemless Guide To Successful Dating | Blue Lock
“ What are you afraid of, Shouei ? “ Trust. His mom reads between his silences ; mothers are made of magic and stardust. “ Have you tried trusting this person ? “ and she knows the answer, because how could Barou even begin to understand how trust worked - he’s always been a lonely child, on top of his lonely mountain. “ Can you trust that they know you enough to understand all of the wonderful things you offer to this world ? “
Trying To Feel Alive (WIP) | Blue Lock
He’s surprised to see a flash of long, red hair, and he smiles softly as Chigiri continues to hit the dummy in diligence. Sweat falls in heavy drops from his drenched, beautiful skin, hair carefully braided to the side as always ; some strands have fallen in front of his eyes, sticking to his skin, but Chigiri is elsewhere - there is anger in his eyes, and sadness, and rage. It permeates his kicks with something foul. Chigiri is not training - he’s fighting for his life, right now, and it makes Kunigami so, so sad. (It reminds him of himself.)
Déjà Vu (WIP) | Blue Lock
” Because sometimes, Rin drives how he ought to really drive. “ They reach the very end of the cliff, and car lights illuminate the night in the faraway distance. “ Like he’s the freest man on this goddamn earth. “ They’re finally in front of them ; it lasts for a split second, and yet it feels like eternity in Isagi’s eyes. It’s here in slow motion, time standing still, he sees it all on Rin’s face - this punch drunk madness called freedom, seeping through each and every one of his pores, reverberated in the halo of his smile. In that moment, watching Rin feels like staring into the sun - blinding and warm, all engulfing. Isagi’s heart shatters into a million pieces, because he wants to chase after the light.
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ryus3i · 7 months ago
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✮⋆˙💋 WIPING AWAY THIER KISSES ✮⋆˙💋
{ RIN ITOSHI, SEISHIRO NAGI & ISAGI YOICHI } an: just a cute lil post, no warnings (if you enjoyed this lmk what you think :))
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RIN ITOSHI
✮⋆˙ Rin genuinely gets upset at you and immediately goes into one of his moods.
A look of confusion flashes across Rin’s faces as he watches you wipe his kiss off your cheek. As far as he knew you loved his kisses so what’s with the look of disgust on your face.
“What was that for?” he questions his voice loud enough to pull you out of your book.
“What was what?” you say feigning ignorance. It had been a while since you had last riled up Rin and this little prank of yours was the perfect opportunity to get a rise out of him.
“You know what” he says sharply glaring at you, his teal eyes not leaving you for even a second as he waits for your answer.
“Rin I seriously don’t know what your talking about”. It’s getting harder to hold back your grin as you watch Rin cross his arms and get up from his spot on the couch and go to the kitchen.
You roll your eyes playfully at your child of a boyfriend before putting your book down and making your way to the kitchen. You quickly spot Rin leaning against the counter with a water bottle in hand but he is quick to turn around in an attempt to avoid you.
“It’s just a prank you know” you say gently poking his back to get his attention on you again.
“I don’t like your stupid pranks” he grumbles out.
“I know and I’m sorry baby, I’m just messing with you”. You gently rub his back to try and get him to face you again.
Rin slowly turns around to face but it’s only a small accomplishment as his frown is still embedded into his face. You lean up and gently cup his face, smooshing his cheeks in your hands as you press your lips against his. You pull away with a “mwah” as Rin’s cheeks flare red and a shy look replaces his frown.
“Don’t do that prank again stupid” he says trying his best not to smile as he flicks your forhead.
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SEISHIRO NAGI
✮⋆˙ Nagi is just confused, maybe you weren’t paying attention the first time, let him try again. After a long day of practice, Nagi just wanted to come home and cuddle up with you. A small wave of excitement went through him as he spotted you already lying in bed on your phone. You were practically ready for him, only one problem though, Nagi came straight home from practice, no shower no nothing he was too lazy for all that.
Dragging his feet to the bed Nagi leans down to kiss you but to his surprise, you don't kiss back. He closes his eyes a little tighter and kisses you a little harder hoping you'll accept his kiss. The only thing Nagi is met with is your hand pushing his head away so he goes in again. This time his lips just barely touch yours when your hand meets his face again before you quickly wipe your lips.
“Angel, why’d you wipe it?” he whines taking a seat on the bed close to you. “And why won’t you let me kiss you”?
“Sei you know how I feel about you coming home sweaty. How many times do I have tell you to shower at practice so you don’t have to at home?
“I know but I’m tired and I miss you,” he says shifting closer to you.
“I know baby but you have to shower first, you’re all sweaty and disgusting right now,” you say lifting yourself up with your hands now sitting up.
“Fine, just stay here” he grumbles getting off the bed and making his way to the bathroom to shower.
When he returns from the shower he’s in a fresh pair of clothes and a small white towel hangs from his damp head. Nagi wastes no time climbing into bed with you, he quickly leans into you as you pat his hair dry, and gently kiss his head. When you’re done the two of you fall asleep arm in arm.
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ISAGI YOICHI
✮⋆˙ Isagi is afraid, he tries to brush it off at first but it slowly eats away at him.
This morning before practice Isagi followed every step of his routine including kissing you before he left the house for practice. Something that wasn’t part of his routine was you immediately wiping the kiss away and quite aggressively as well. At first, he figured that it was early in the morning and maybe you were a bit grumpy, or maybe because you hadn’t brushed your teeth yet and you didn’t want a kiss.
He tried to convince himself that it wasn’t a big deal but when he came home from practice and he leaned in to kiss you the same thing happened. This time he knew something was up normally you would never say no to his kisses so something was definitely wrong. Did he do something wrong? Maybe he forgot to do the laundry or wash the dishes? He didn’t forget your anniversary did he, no he couldn’t have.
“Baby is something wrong” he hesitantly asks you from your spot in front of your vanity.
“No, why?” you ask feigning concern. Truthfully you felt a little bad pulling this type of prank on Isagi but you just wanted to see how he’d react.
“ I- well I noticed that you’ve kinda been brushing me off I guess, earlier you wiped off my kisses” he says nervously.
“Wiped off your kisses? What are you talking about, I would never”.
“No, I saw it you wiped them off right after”. You can hear the hurt in his voice so you decide to call it off immediately.
“I’m sorry baby, it was just supposed to be a prank,” you say quickly getting up to cup his face in your hands.
“Really, you’re not mad or anything?”
“No baby, I’m not” you say gently placing kisses over his face. It took a while and lots of kisses to fully convince him that you weren’t mad at all.
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