#isagi x y/m

[bitchimasnake-sss]

☆ fury unleashed!

── a blue lock fanfiction.

synopsis: when the blue lock boys lose a match and come back bitter 'n all to you. pairing: afab!reader x multiple men [aged up isagi yoichi, rin itoshi, hyoma chigiri, rensuke kunigami, nagi seishiro, reo mikage, oliver aiku.] // separate for all the characters. cw: NOT PROOFREAD. WRITTEN JUST CAUSE I WAS BORED. MDNI. nsfw concludes: mean men, penetration, handjob, blowjob, teasing, nicknames teasing, overstimulation, sex in too many places [shower, locker room, car, etc.], marathon sex, aiku's is slightly lovesick help me. like, share, subscribe guys :) m.list

♡ isagi yoichi!

all this anger and only one way to end it: you!

you knew your own boyfriend, of course. you had seen how his words turned razor-sharp on the field, how his gaze hardened and how he almost ripped his own players to shreds when the game didn't go his way.

but despite it all, isagi yoichi was not a sore loser. in fact, he took every loss as another opportunity to be better. maybe... maybe that's why seeing him like this was a wicked surprise.

"baby?" you had called out from the kitchen as the main door had opened, and then shut just as soon. a loud, rippling bang had reverberated through your apartment as you saw isagi pass you by.

"what's wrong? how was your... match?" you had tried again, calling after him. but isagi had just given you a tight-lipped smile, "don't wanna talk about it. 'm just gonna go shower, wanna join?"

"oh?" you had given him an easy smile, thinking you could knead away the tension from his shoulders as the hot water ran across his muscled body, "'course, baby."

that was thirty minutes ago, and now you could barely stand.

perched against the wet bathroom wall, the same hot water was a soothing sting against yoichi's administrations.

"ha-hah, yoichi!" your words were a rough pant, your eyes closing at the harsh thrusts.

but isagi yoichi was unforgiving.

sinking his canines into your shoulders, hot drool collected over the newly blossomed bruises before being washed down and slipping down your syrupy body.

he pulled away, his reddened lips connecting to your shoulders with a lewd string of glistening saliva. his crazed eyes came to search your face, and he brought up a hand to pull your cheeks into a harsh pout. his words were laden with unresolved anger, "can you fuckin' believe it? he didn't even score."

your words were a lost gurgle, eyes widening as he continued, "i really don't fucking get it. that fuckin' idiot."

the star player didn't even give you a moment to recover, using the same hand to press down on your mouth to suppress your gasps and broken whines.

you choked on your own sounds, his palm flat against your kiss-bitten lips as he continued fucking you into the wall behind you. using all his anger, isagi vowed to ruin you utterly the way he would have the rival team.

"y-ichi." your muffled words reached his ears, even more weak under the sound of the falling water crashing against the bathroom floor. the footballer nodded, half in his senses and half in delirium, "what?"

he pulled his palm back, the skin now tainted with your drool and you burst into a fit of moans, "'m gonna cum ag-again."

"oh?" the man bunched his brows together — as if he had quite forgotten what his actions were doing to you, "are ya?"

you nodded and your eyes snapped shut at his repetitive thrusts within your cunt. barely managing a coherent word, you mewled, "y-yeah. fa... faster, ichi ngh—"

isagi grinned, a man maddened who could only see one goal — and that goal being splitting you on his cock and fucking you even dumber if possible, "c'mon, gimme all of it."

"y-yoichi 'm gon—" your words burst inwards, toes curling and nails scratching down his biceps in a desperate effort to ground you. but despite your desolate reactions, your boyfriend kept fucking into your snug cunt, relishing in the spasming sensation against his needy cock.

as you found yourself coming back to earth, yoichi gently picked you in his arms. his biceps flexed, muscles shifting against your naked body as you slumped against him completely. the water was turned off, and he stepped out of the shower.

as yoichi lay you down on your bed, you smiled up at him for his sweet action, "t-thank you, yoichi."

but he just cocked an eyebrow. his words were nothing more than a soft hiss, "what for? 'm still angry."

oh? the night was still young, it seems.

♡ rin itoshi!

the man with jersey number 10 loses his sanity!

truth be told, there was always this air around rin — the kind that always made everyone assume he was mad. with his icy gaze on the field, and snarls and insults thrown around, it was hard not to assume that rin itoshi was a very bitter man.

but in all honesty, rin was never bitter with you. he tried to sigh away his annoyances, and kiss away his anger with you around. as cringe as it sounded, he couldn't help but melt whenever you met his gaze.

maybe that is why the younger itoshi never quite looked at you as he fucked all of his anger into your weeping cunt.

after a match gone wrong, rin had his hand pushing your face against his locker door as he fucked your pliant, destitute cunt with reckless abandon. his strong grip groped the fat on your hips and thigh, ensuring that each fucking thrust within your heat had you betting your sanity on a losing match.

his ITOSHI: 10 jersey held up by his teeth, hair damp from a match gone wrong, and the ITOSHI tag on his locker rattling with each hard thrust into you.

"fuckin' shit—" the man grunted, and the jersey glided down his milky abs and bunched on his waist. gripping your leg harder, your boyfriend pushed your back further in, deepening the sinful arch. his body chased yours, his chest pressing against your stuttering back.

a steady rhythm of thwap! thwap! thwap! resounded in the abandoned room. and the cool metal against your cheek was a stark contrast to the hot sting against the fat of your ass from his body colliding against yours.

"ri-in" you whined, still meeting each of his thrusts with a sly roll of your own hips despite your reluctant words. your skin burnt with another calculated smack! against your ass and your clawed at the metal — deprived.

seeing the desperate action, rin brought the hand on your head down to your hand and intertwined — such a romantic gesture despite the way he fucked into you as if you were nothing more than a toy.

"yeah— fuck, what?" rin thrust deeper at the desperate echoes of his own name. his achy tip rubbed against your volatile spot, smearing pre against your sodden walls with each careful movement.

"rin, p-please—" limbs trembling, your words almost slurred at the way his hand came back up and squished your cheek against the metal, "please aah— f-fuck."

"please what?" grunting, he brought his fingers to your throbbing clit. pressing swift figures against your, he pressed his chest against your back tighter.

rin repeated, this time with a harsh, little slap to your mewling cunt, "please what?"

"please..." barely managing to move your face under his grasp, you looked back at him. your bleary gaze met his sharp ones, and your wobbling lips sagged open to let out a pathetic request, "fuck me harder."

and rin itoshi — the ever stoic man — laughed. he laughed, trailing the hand that was pressing down your head down to your nape and dragging your entire body back into him and his deprived cock.

each pull back into his muscled body had your limbs spasming, each roll of his hips had him hitting your g-spot and each word past his spit-soaked lips led to your demise.

"fuck you harder?" his hips snapped at a deadly pace, brows bunching at the way his own girlfriend had become so cockdrunk, "you want that?"

you nodded just barely, still under the control of his palm on your nape.

"okay, then." rin hiked up your legs impossibly higher, and your muscles burned with each shove into you, "I'll fuck you harder."

♡ chigiri hyoma!

trust me, meaner than he looks!

"hyoma?" your brows knitted together, a soft frown across your face as you recalled the live telecasting of your boyfriend's match online earlier today.

his team had lost, badly at that. and here you were halfway across the world, just to see chigiri's breath stutter and jaw tighten on your camera screen.

"h-hyoma?" you tried again, just to be met with eerie silence on his end. but being a woman of unyielding devotion, you tried yet again, "'sokay, you guys did your best, didn't... you?"

but the man on videocall just grunted, a sliver of a nod from his side.

"hyoma," you tried one last time, "is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

and those words had landed you in this position.

"faster."

"b-but hyo—" your own hips jerked, too out of control as you tried to hold the position steady, "i can't. i c-can't do it anymore— nghh—"

with your phone carefully perched against your pillow, it showed your boyfriend all the obscene ways in which your essence dripped out of you and onto your shared bed. the sheets under you were tainted with your honeydew essence, a wayward breath stuck in your throat as you pulled and pushed the rabbit vibrator in and out of your greedy hole.

toes curling, head thrown back, teeth sinking into your bottom lips — it was so, so hard to keep your thighs apart and put on a show for your eerily calm boyfriend. the very same boyfriend who was currently using one hand to control the app and another to lazily tug at his erection.

"h-hyoma—" you whined again and your boyfriend cocked an eyebrow at your disheveled demeanor, as if he wasn't the very cause of it. "why're you whining so much? too much for you?"

and acting as if he were a benevolent man, chigiri clicked the button on his phone and the buzzing ended abruptly. the slightest of smiles tugged at his lips as he hummed, "that better?"

your arched back fell back onto the sheets, your sweat-slicked skin falling limp in disappointment. this wasn't the first time chigiri had shut off your toy, or the second, or even the third. your benevolent boyfriend had been turning the precious toy he had bought you on and off again, and again, and again on his vicious whims.

with a shuddered breath trapped within your chest, you looked at him and whined yet again, "can you ju-jus' fuckin' turn it back on."

"huh?" your pretty boyfriend bunched his eyebrows together and drew closer to his laptop screen. nimble fingers still tugging on his tip, coated with his pre, he almost laughed at your tone, "are you really giving me that fuckin' attitude?"

"n-no." your eyes widened, body coughing up a shiver at the way chigiri's cold words rung through the speaker. you swallowed but your mouth felt awfully dry, "h-hyoma... just please, please turn it on."

"fine." the pro-player pressed the button on the app with reckless abandon, and the toy started up against your drenched, quivering cunt... and then stopped yet again. throwing your head back dangerously, you felt your limbs shake with frustration, "hyoma. please."

and even with your eyes clenched shut, you could hear the slightest of smirks in his words, "say nicely. y'know i don't have it in me to be nice today, baby."

snapping your eyes open, you tried to meet your unsteady gaze onto the phone screen, "i'll be good. i'll be s'good, i p-promise— just please let me fucking... c-cum."

there must have been something worthwhile in your drunk, lewd words that made chigiri finally tap the button on his phone again. and this time, he threw his phone somewhere on his bed, aiming to let the device get lost within the foreign sheets.

this time, he planned to watch the show without any interruptions.

the buzzing against your needy clit, and the shove within your greedy, gummy hole rendered you useless with orgasm upon orgasm till all you were doing was babbling on and on and on about how fucking sensitive you were.

"s-stop." holding your thighs together, you brought them up so that the toy fucked into your pussy with another angle. tears pooled at the edge of your eyes, and you found yourself aching for freedom from this torment. words just a wet plea, you asked, "pl-please ohmygod�� hyoma, fuck fuck fuuck—"

with the blood rushing in your ears, you missed your boyfriend sodden, little hum — a warning, "you can do more than that, can't you?"

♡ rensuke kunigami!

swear up and down, he's the devil!

you were sure there was god up there somewhere, because how else could you explain the very re-incarnation of devil that was fucking into your spongy spot? you couldn't quite see his eyes, but if you did, you were sure to find no traces of guilt in rensuke kunigami's eyes for the way he was ruining you.

the muscles in your thighs burned, your limbs pinned upto your chest with his broad palms. perspiration across your body dripped onto him, your soaked back rubbed against his chest as kunigami snapped his hips into your inviting, plush cunt with inhumane stamina.

"c'mon." he panted, hips following the soft rhythm of his syllables, "the last stretch, 's the last."

"fu-fuck, fuck fuck re-rensuk- nghhh—" your nails dug into the very hand that was holding you still, trying to pry him off your malleable body. but it was all in vain, he had already planned your demise.

your head lolled back as you found the pro-played clawing out another orgasm out of you. limbs spasming, lips kiss-bitten and raw, and your poor cunt bulging obscenely with his length within you — you didn't even know how you ended up in this situation.

rensuke had come home with a dangerous glint in his eyes — of course, you hadn't been able to see that.

he had come upto you as you were unloading the clothes from the dryer and had pressed such a sickly sweet hug to your back. his hulking body was steady against yours, and his breath was hot against your neck.

"rensuke?" you had laughed as his grip across your waist grew tighter slowly. bringing up a hand to his hair, you had softly patted him, "what's wrong, ren?"

"think you can help me?" kunigami had breathed the question out so gently, "let me fuck you, yeah? i had a hard day."

and despite being such a simple question, here you were with your throat scratchy and muscles aching.

your boyfriend had planted his feet onto your almost-broken bed with all his strength, using it to leverage nasty, bruising thrusts within your sensitive hole.

"jus-just a bit more." your boyfriend sunk his teeth into your shoulder, and you yelped at the added stimulus, barely coherent with whatever was going on. all you knew was that you were being ravaged by the beast underneath you.

with every mean, little thrust inside you, kunigami's jaw tightened, his muscles flexing and unflexing as he supported your completely limp body. he heaved again, a ragged promise on his tongue, "i promise, just a bit more. jus' hold on a l-little bit f'me, baby."

how were his words so sweet when his actions were not?

"you can hold out for me... ri-" a harsh roll into your cunt, and the man felt himself losing his coherence, "right?"

"uh huh. i- fuck oh ngh— i can, i can." being an ever-loving girlfriend, you nodded. frankly too cockdrunk to really grasp his words, anyways.

a bit of drool threatened past your lips, and all you were aware of was the dreadful coil in the pit of your stomach. it wrapped it's tendrils around your muscles, then your throat and lastly, your sanity.

but kunigami kept on babbling his candied lies, as if blinding you with his words would undo the hell he was unleashing on your poor, sensitive cunt. each word a rough pant, he reminded you, "you're doin' so well for me, holdin' out s-so well for me, aren't you?"

"i- i am, ren." you nodded, and he felt his tip ooze out nasty smears of pre to paint your insides at your pliant reactions. tightening his hand around you and holding you steady, the man brought his skin against you in an accursed symphony of skin upon skin, "good girl, such a fuckin' g-good girl... yeah?"

"just." smack! "a." smack! "little." smack! "more." smack!

his length throbbed inside your spasming, inviting cunt with heinous intentions. fucking into you like he was fucking into a ragdoll, he asked a question — a question you were too fucked dumb to even answer.

"we're going again, right?" kunigami nudged his face next to yours, holding your shivering body as he felt his own body tightening up, "when we finish?"

despite the lack of oxygen in your brain, and lack of logic in your system, your eyes widened as you babbled out your own nonsense chorus, "w-what? ren... but y-you said—"

"—again."

"b-but i can't..." walls spasming, you tried yet again to pry him off, "i can-not."

"but you can." the man pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, the kind that were in clear juxtaposition with the depraved plunges he placed within your heat. he repeated with just the tiniest bit of insanity mixed into his syllables, "you can."

♡ reo mikage!

got an heir wrapped 'round my finger!

"reo?" you had cocked your head to look at the mikage industry's heir's sideways, trying to check if he was okay after that failure of a practice match, "you okay?"

he hummed out a faint yes but his knuckles tightened against the steering wheels far too easily. chuckling, the words came out somewhat strained, "of course, why wouldn't i be?"

you had tried to put a palm on his thigh, just to find the clothed muscle tighten, "can i help?"

the car steered sideways on the long-abandoned road, now coming to a steady crawl as he parked it.

reo's voice shook, eyes clenching shut as he addressed you again, "can you?"

despite the dangerous lilt to his words, you couldn't help but trail the hand on his thigh somewhat higher, teasing him. you smiled, and your lips curled so cashmere at your lewd intentions, "i can help take your mind off of things, reo."

his veiny hand gripped the headrest harder, manicured nails indenting frenzied dents onto the expensive leather. strands of his hair fell in front of his face in shuddering gasps as you flicked your wrist with each tug of his sensitive cock.

down on your knees for the man, you looked up at him with a sinful gaze — the kind that had reo hiss out weak moans of your name with each one of your reckless flicks.

"reo, are you okay?" you purred, lips curling deviously at the way his entire body stuttered out a falsetto. from the bunched eyebrows, to the quivering lips, to his lead-like limbs — reo mikage was rendered useless under your kitten licks and sultry tugs, under your already pearlescent hands.

how many times had he come undone, anyways? two? three?

"thr-three." reo breathed out shakily.

the man attempted to nod quick after, trying to forge a sign of sanity despite his shaking thighs and curled toes.

oh? did you ask that out loud?

"three?" you cocked an eyebrow, the same vicious smile still tugging at your lips like you were planning to suck the soul out of him tonight. "then, you can still go for one more, right?"

at your purr, reo's eyes widened, "n-no, this is— 'senough. i f-feel better, i promise."

but your tugs didn't halt, still such cruelly pulling at his sensitive tip, "but you're being such a good boy for me, right?"

at the petname, reo let out such an obscenely saccharine moan. eyes rolling back, he ran his helpless fingers through his soaked, hued hair. thighs trembling all over again as the mikage industry heir almost cried, "y-yes."

maybe you were a woman capable of mercy. because you stopped the slow, dragged out flicks of your hands against his flushed tip slowly. half-standing, you leaned to press a kiss to the tip of his flushed nose.

"tell me, baby." you cooed, pressing another kiss to his cheek, and another to the side of his swollen lips. dragging your vixen-like figure over his body, you caged him in so helplessly, "tell me, think you can handle if i use you?"

"i— ngh ple-please." and you heard the most sinful whimper tear out of reo's throat, eyes all but rolling into the back of his skull with the way you straddled his hips and pressed his wet, sensitive dick up and down your syrupy folds.

still playing with the flushed mushroom tip, you found it all-too-easy to hook the tip against the hood of your drumming clit. repeating the action again and again, you found yourself lazily biting out a moan of his name.

afterall, reo mikage was being so nice.

he was holding his breath in his throat, clenching his fist around the leather, biting down obscene curses — all in an effort to be good for you.

so, ofcourse, you had to reward him, didn't you?

with a hasty roll of your hips, your ravenous cunt pulled in the tip of his aching cock. inch after inch, the veiny, overstimulated muscle stretched within you and—

"—fu-fuck, fuck, fuckk." reo panted, eyes widening and body shivering when he let out the salacious beads of his orgasm within your voracious cunt.

"'msorry, 'msor-ry," he clenched his eyes shut, not quite looking at you as you were pumped with his essence, "i did-didn't mean to... to so— soon."

when his jitters subsided, you hooked a careful finger under his sweaty jaw to pull him upwards. a soft hiss on your tongue, "feel better?"

reo nodded softly, and you smiled so easily at him. but maybe you missed that glint in his eyes, or maybe you forgot that reo's play-style was copying. because now his fingers pumped in and out of you, a sly smile on his spent face as his demolished you.

reo mikage said it real slow, "tell me, angel... think you can handle if i use you?"

♡ nagi seishiro!

breaking that pretty cunt tonight!

"sei!" you had turned your head from the couch to the door that had opened to reveal your boyfriend, "hey!"

hair damp and face monotonous, he had given you a nod, "hey."

"something wrong..?" your voice had trailed off as the man walked upto you and easily picked you up in his arms without even as much as a sliver of explanation.

"need a shower," nagi seishiro had quietly answered, yet you could hear the slight rattle in the fractures of his words, "just tired."

"s-sei... c-can I move?" now, your manicured fingers kneaded his shoulders, trying to ease away the tense feeling lodged within the fibres of his muscles. the snowy-haired man had his head in the crook of your neck, lapping on the soaked skin lazily at the slow gyrations of your hips against his.

sitting in the heated bath, it was your idea to cockwarm him, your idea to sit excruciatingly still to let your boyfriend feel better. and yet, as your slick glossed over his muscled thighs, you shuddered out a pathetic sigh, "s-sei, please..?"

it just had been so long, almost felt like an eternity with the way your drooling cunt kept clenching around him — brewing up a violent storm of heady desires in the bottom of your stomach.

"se-i." the syllable rolled of your tongue with another desolate plea but nagi just tipped his head back, ignoring your forlorn words.

the damp strands of hair stuck to his forehead and glinted under the overhead ambient lighting. he sighed, and his deltoids flexed as he stretched his limbs out on the bathtub's edge.

biting your lip, you tried again. this time growing mouthy, "sei, jus' let me move."

the man cocked an eyebrow, a feeble smile tugging at his lips with the way your aching cunt seemed to suck him in, "nah, don't feel like it yet."

"i-i'll do all the work," you found yourself striking a deal with a demon reincarnate, found yourself pleading to a deaf god, "i promise— jus' let me move."

at the statement, your stoic boyfriend laughed. and once done, he nodded — an action so soft that you would have missed if not for the fact that your entire body was finetuned to his. at his action, your depraved hips caught up a lewd rhythm. grinding up and down, his flushed divot caught against your fraught spots and with each manic plunge.

"shi—" his usually downturned eyes widened for just a second, a restrained mewl lodged in the back of his throat as your greedy pussy sucked up the sloppy, spilling pre, "s-slower, baby."

but you just looked at him so dolefully — with your wretched, doe eyes tearing and lips quivering, "n-no."

"can't go slower?"

"don— don't want to."

and despite the tension etched into his sore muscles and the meagre patience, nagi laughed. plump lips curling up, he planted a careful hand on your soft waist to support your delicate figure, "that good?"

after an eternity of cockwarming, how could nagi seishiro even ask you if it was 'that' good? how could he ask that when practically each trivial stutter of his achy mushroom tip against your walls had you gasping for air and throwing your head back?

but you didn't have the coherence to say all that, so, clawing your nails down the same flexed deltoids, you nodded vigorously, "mhm— y-yeah, so good sei—"

with each nod, your body shivered and cunt mewled distraught at the way his cock split you apart at his sheer length.

bringing his quick fingers up to your face, nagi plucked away the damp strands of hair from your flushed face with a soft sigh. tucking the same stand behind your ears, nagi rolled his pelvis once and you fell forward onto his chest.

his lips ghosting over the shell of your eyes, the pro-player smiled, "having fun?"

nodding again, you stole another needy gyration or two as if nagi couldn't feel it, as if he couldn't feel you — you and your filthy, yearning pussy pulsating around his dick.

you heard the slightest click of his tongue, "'msorry then."

"f-for what..?" before you could raise your head to meet his eyes, or to question his words — nagi seishiro splayed his fingers against the fat of your hips and pulled you up and down on his whims.

with each nasty smack! of skin on skin, the man seemed to hit a deeper spot and you— oh, you were seeing stars.

head lolled, eyes rolling back and nails still digging into his flesh to mark him — you came on nagi's dick with a few, mean strokes into your heat, "jes—jesus fuck! se-i... sei— ohmygod—"

still now out of your orgasmic bliss, still caught up in the trance of his skin against yours, you almost jumped when you heard nagi seishiro whisper again, "'msorry. trust me, i am."

wobbling lips too tired to conjure up a reply, you just looked up to a strange, almost barbaric look flash in his irises. his hips snapped into yours, his cock ramming into your bruised walls with an inhumane force.

"sorry, babe." the pro-player breathed out a half-baked excuse, "sorry— think 'm gonna break this pretty pussy tonight."

and you didn't miss the slightly sadistic resonance in his words. oh no.

♡ oliver aiku!

fwb aren't supposed to do this, right??

"what d'you want?" you had slammed the door open to see the man of the very hour — oliver aiku — standing at your door, leaning against your wall all so nonchalantly as if it weren't three in the morning.

rolling your eyes, you regarded the tired man, "what? hoe no.3 busy that you had to come to me?"

"don't be ridiculous," aiku slipped past you and into the familiar apartment he had spent far too many nights in. his cadence dropped low, "you're hoe no.3."

although bitter syllables clung like dew onto your glossy lips, you closed the door behind you anyways. "what do you want? we didn't have any plans today, righ—"

"needed some help." and the former captain found himself turning on his heel to face you, "needed to blow off some steam. please."

well, plans be damned. this was the first time the oliver aiku had uttered the word 'please' to you.

"oh my god—" one of your fists clenching against the fabric of his shirt while the other rubbed desperate figures against your sloppy clit, you barely held your gaze steady against his heterochrome eyes.

he had been so desperate — oliver aiku had been so desperate — that the dress that you were wearing had been hastily bunched up on your waist, and his shirt had stayed on.

he had kissed you, and then he had kissed you again and again and again till his lips were bruised and swollen and his head wasn't quite screwed on right.

shoving your figure against the nearest wall, the man had caged you in with a forbidden whimper of your name. his muscles shook, eyes searching your salvaged form like a predator on hunt, "i tried going on a run, i hit the gym— fuck, didn't fucking help."

the clicking of the belt, followed by a swift shove within your velvety hole, and you heard the man audibly hiss at the feeling of his tense erection bruising your walls with every dragged out, filthy plunge. he mumbled false nothings, praying to a deity that would never answer, "i tried everything. b-but you—"

now, clenching his jaw, the former u-20 captain tightened his hold against one of your thighs, stretching the limb out so that he could fuck into your sopping cunt harder. all while another hand supported your crumbling figures against the creaking bed.

"too much? too much?" meeting your pelvis against his in a lewd dance, the man grunted out strained words, "sorry— 'msorry, tough... tough day today, ma."

"mhm," you nodded, your sugary lips falling into an easy pout, "'s okay, what's wr-rong?"

oliver scoffed — you and him were nothing more than a series of horny, reckless favours, and yet you were looking up at him like you meant your question.

usually, your sessions were fast-paced; the sound of skin on skin, damp hair, scratches down his skin and bruises blossoming on your skin where people could see — rabid animals in a wicked arrangement. that's all you two could ever be.

but today, his thrusts were slower, more calculated despite the anger that lingered in each movement of his lagged limbs. and if you had been in your senses, you could see the sliver of yearning in his eyes as he took in your shaking figure under his gaze.

"i—" words a wet gurgle, he tried to think of the reason he was fucking you like this — soo slow, like you meant something more, "s-shit match."

"oh— aah—a-aiku!" whatever reply you had thought of dissolved as oliver shoved his tongue in your mouth. the muscles caught in a lewd dance, the pro-player tried to shove down any thoughts. moaning against him, you sounded so sinful... did you always sound like aiku's demise or was he imagining things in his lucid state?

when he parted from you, the glistening strings lingered between you — a haunting sign of the way you were making him feel. so, obviously aiku just clutched your leg harder — almost bruising — and fucked into your cervix.

body moving mechanically, each crevice of his mind was occupied by you. how soft your skin felt under his skin, how warm you were, how your breath hitched with another orgasm knocking down your insides.

and as you threw your head back, exposing your shuddering neck and chest, you clenched your eyes like you always did. weak fingers kept rubbing frenzied circles onto your drenched cunt, rosy cheeks scrunched up in a forbidden delight — oliver had seen this scene so many times, then... why did he feel so utterly stupid looking at you?

didn't he come here to blow off steam..? and yet, the pro-player felt like he had found more things to be worried about as he found himself spilling the pearlescent fluid within your plush cunt.

well, nothing another round or two couldn't fix, right?

a/n: did you know aiku is his first name and oliver is his last?? bro. insane. anyways make isagi and bachira kiss u losers i know they wanna. also, im sowry cause i know some part is long and some isn't, i have been writing this over the course of many days, hence, the inconsistency in writing style and length :') tagging: @fantastically-imperfect @moodswing101 @isabellalovesyou @mininji @scara-simp69 @heartfeltstarry @actuallynarii <3 hope you enjoy mwuah mwuah <3 m.list

[simplyvyn]

NO ONE LIKE YOU.

You and Kaiser had a pretty rough breakup. Well, for him. You knew he'd be back on the hook. There's plenty of fish in the sea, he says. Guess you're a dolphin.

M. Kaiser x reader - 1.1k wc

Warnings: exes to lovers, very ooc Kaiser but in a good way i promise, german! reader

꒷꒦⋆⑅˚₊┈ • ┈ ・ʚɞ ・ ┈ • ┈₊˚⑅⋆꒷꒦⋆⑅˚₊┈ • ┈ ・ʚɞ꒷꒦

"Stop being so damn petty. You're not THAT special anyways!" Kaiser yelled.

"Is asking for a little bit of proof that you DO love me, that hard? I barely even see you because you've been so focused up with Isagi, praying for his downfall and shit." You replied back. You kept your tone low, not wanting any of the people at your hotel hear you both.

"You don't have to see me all day! Y/N, we've been together for at least a year and a half! You can't handle living without me?"

"I can! But you just don't show that we have been together these days!"

"Alright, i'll make things easier for you. Lets not be together then. Leave. I can find someone who's not petty and clingy as you." He said.

You scoff. "Me? Clingy? Okay, I'll admit i do have clingy feelings but you cannot find anyone like me. Someone who can last long with your attitude. I'd like to see you try." You are as competitive as your boyf- ex. Boyfriend. But you wanted to see. A little challenge wont mind right?

"Pfft. Theres plenty of fish in the sea. Watch and learn." He said.

That's how your little relationship ended. It's been at least 8 months, 2 weeks and 6 days approximately since your break up with him. Your in your couch, sitting idly scrolling through the channels of your TV. your phone was beside you, it was 11:41 PM when a notification popped up on your phone. From an unknown number.

??: You win.

You: hm?

??: No damn fish can compare to you, liebes.

You grin with victory. You already knew who it was as you sigh and put your phone down on the couch, letting him do the action. It was just minutes later until you heard banging on the door. You jump from it and walk to the door, you were hesitating wether you should open it. You already knew it was him, why were you hesitating? Heat flew through your cheeks and the air seems hotter than usual, your thoughts were immediately shut off when someone spoke from the other side of the door.

"I know your on the other side of the door Schatz, open up." He spoke which made you immediately open the door.

"Yet you still have an ego to talk to me like that. Better yet, to even talk to me. Why are you here, König?" You held on your door knob while tilting your head.

"I want to talk to you." You already knew. You sighed, your chest arising then dropping as you did. "Get inside."

You went to your kitchen to grab water and you didn't notice Kaiser following you. Like a helpless dog.

"Why are you following me?" You ask as you turn around. "I said i wanted to talk to you. Of course i need to see you."

You drank on the cup of your water and turned to him once again and you leaned on your kitchen counter.

"Okay... speak."

He was in a white button-up shirt with black pants and a watch on his wrist. He seemed quite shy. Embarassed? Something like that. He put his hand behind his neck and averted your gaze. "Look, i don't wanna admit this but I'll go straight to the point.. you we're right."

Your head tilting in confusion. Well, not really, you were just pretending. "On what?"

He sighed before look at you. "That.. i cant find anyone... like you..." You definitely heard that. But you just need him to say it a bit louder.

"Hmm?"

"I said.. I can't find anyone like you...."

"Speak up Liebling.. What did you say?" You slightly leaned closer to him tilting your head and putting a hand to your ear, pretending that you need to hear him more clear. Of course, he noticed that.

The next thing you will know, he pulled you by the wrist, pushing you to the counter behind you to pin you. Leaning closer to your ear, you can feel his hot breath in your ear as he whispered;

"I won't repeat this again. For the past ten months that i have dated other people other than you, has been pain. No one can keep up with my egoistic personality as much as you can, hübsch.." You can feel him smirk on your ear. even though you can't see it, it sent heat waves through your face. Simple words from him made you so flustered.

With his hand holding your wrist, the other hand of his went up to your face, holding your chin and looked down on you.

"Well, of course no one was more prettier than you that's why I came here to see you, Mein liebe."

"Hah! Yeah, for calling me clingy, it won't be easy getting me back Kaiser. And I especially won't make it easier for you." You said.

But it only really takes you to seal away to him was just a simple kiss. He put a peck in your lips, then your temples and your neck. He picked you up and sat you on the kitchen counter and continued kissing your lips, it was more intimate now, he was closer, chest to chest. Why would he be worried about anything? Your kissing him back, it was already obvious to him that you want him back. Hish hands we're on your hand holding it, the other was on your hip to keep you in place.

It seems liked he doesn't want you to let go, well you don't plan to either way, its been so long since you felt like this in 10 months. You've been definitely missing out these past months with doing nothing about your love life. And thanks to Kaiser, it doesn't seem like it anymore.

The first one to pull away was you. Panting out of breath, as you look down but he was only looking at you so addictingly. Did he really miss you even the times he dated other people? He didn't know he misses you that much. He kissed you on your cheek, forehead and a little peck on the lips, his grip on your waist tightened as you held on his shoulder.

"Kommst du zu mir zurück, Liebling?" He asked.

"I told you, It'll probably take the same time as how you wanted to find someone that can keep up with you."

He frowned a bit looking down, but you cup his face.

"Wenn Sie mich morgen zum Mittagessen einladen, ist die Zeit vielleicht kürzer"

And he nodded eagerly, "Anything for my queen."

Translations: Liebes (dear) / Schatz (sweetheart) / Konig (king) / Liebling (darling) / hübsch (pretty) / Mein Liebe (My love) / Kommst du zu mir zurück, Liebling? (Will you come back to me, darling?) / Wenn Sie mich morgen zum Mittagessen einladen, ist die Zeit vielleicht kürzer (If you invite me to lunch tomorrow, maybe the time will be shorter)

A/N: its finally finished.. some translations might be wrong guys mbmb, lmk if there is rqs r open btw mwamwa! kinda wanna write for kageyama nut idk what prompt lol. lmk if u guys have any idea ><

[wakasaswifee]

write pls an one shot where isagi wins a match and reader suck him in the locker room

Winner's prize | Isagi yoichi | 18+

✎...In where your boyfriend Isagi Yoichi wins a game and can't help but want a little bit of... appreciation from you. ✎...Isagi yoichi x reader | blue lock ✎...Tags/TWS: Explicit content,All characters aged up, oral ✎...WC:1.3k ✎...A/N: I'm so sorry to anon, this was sitting in my inbox for over a month, I had exams so I was busy with that and had no time to write other than a few short stories here and there. hope you like it!

Isagi yoichi knew he’d win. He felt it, he knew the winning goal would go to his team and he’d be the one scoring it; and what more, his sweet, precious girlfriend came all the way from home to support him, screaming his name. So he had no choice but to win, he couldn’t disappoint his girl. 

°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °

The game had ended, after a few interviews here and there; you ran up to yoichi, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a soft kiss. The salty smell of sweat mixed with his cologne invaded your nose, which you don’t know why but you loved it. 

“Ahh, doll, ‘m sweaty, don’t cling�� he chuckled playfully. A blush crept up your face as the flashes of the camera’s went off. 

Isagi couldn’t help but laugh at your expression, kissing your cheek.

“It’s okay. Ignore them.” 

Running his calloused hand through his soft hair, keeping a protective arm around your waist. 

“Let’s go, y/n. Let me shower and change and i’ll come and we’ll eat out to celebrate, yeah? Sound good?” 

You grinned, nodding up at him. 

You were confused as he started walking off the field, pulling you along with him.

“Yoichi?” 

“Doll, ‘m not gonna leave you out here all alone, wait outside the change room, it’ll make it easier to make sure no one tries anything” 

He wasn’t trying to be an asshole but due to previous incidents, he liked keeping you close to him, to make sure no crazy fan attacks you when he isn’t present. 

You looked up at him, he looked.. Ethereal, especially after his games. Sweat glistened on his face and neck. His hair damp and pushed back, a few loose strands hanging over his face. If one were to define perfection, they’d see a picture of isagi’s side profile- no scratch that, they’d see a picture of isagi’s face beside it. 

“I’ll be out in 10 minutes, wait here, okay?” He kissed you softly. 

You sat on the wooden bench outside the change rooms. Pulling out your phone to watch edits of your otherworldly boyfriend.

°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °

You were confused, again. It’d been over 25 minutes, at first you thought maybe he was talking with his teammates or maybe taking a minute or 2 for himself but after you saw his teammates leave one after another, till the change rooms were empty, you were left puzzled. 

Slightly pushing the door open, just a peek to see inside. It was empty. You carefully opened the door and stepped inside as if there’s a landmine in the area. 

The door clicked behind you; looking around, the room was empty. 

You took slow, careful steps, till the faint noise of water running and.. skin slapping? 

You made your way towards the sound, turning the corner to find isagi's back facing you, water dripped down his sculpted back and shoulders.

His hand was clenched into a fist against the wall, veins straining beneath his skin, while his other hand moved at an even pace between his thighs. 

Your breath caught in your throat making your mouth go dry, heat rushing to your core. 

“‘Ichi..?” the soft hush of your voice snapped Yoichi out of his trance. Turning his head to find his poor confused girlfriend standing by the entrance of the shower. 

“Ah.. fuck, doll.. M’ sorry, i totally fo-”

“Why are you.. Doing.. That?” 

He sighed, letting go of his needy cock to turn off the shower. He neared you, the light taps of his footsteps against the wet tiles echoed. You took a few steps back, an unknown feeling of excitement coursed through your body. You’d never seen isagi like this. Such a chilling look plastered on his face. Did you say something you shouldn’t have? 

He closed the distance between the both of you. Subconsciously you tilted your head to look him eye to eye. 

“‘Is cause of you, doll.. You don’t know what you do to me.” he placed a hand on your shoulder, the cold water sending chills down your spine. His hair falling over his eyes, drops of water falling from them, hitting his abs. Something burned inside of you and you wanted to chase it. 

“And.. since you started this.. It’s quite convenient you came in here because now you can finish what you started and I also deserve a reward for winning the game for you, don’t i? ” The cruel grin you knew all too well made an appearance and before you knew it, your knees hit the ground making you wince. Looking up to see isagi’s fat, leaking cock hanging in your face like a taunting bait. 

I mean.. He’s right, isn’t he? He won the game for his sweet little girlfriend, so he should get something in return from you, right?

You looked up at him through your lashes before sticking out your tongue, licking the underside of his cock as precum dripped down it and landed on your tongue. Yoichi hissed at the pleasure of something other than his hand coming in contact with his cock. 

He put his hand through your hair, tugging at the back of it. 

“C’mon, no teasing, baby” he whined as if he didn't have the upperhand and could choke you with his cock whenever he wanted.

You rolled your eyes, licking the tip. Keeping your tongue out as you took him in, hollowing out your cheeks. Every inch you took in was another groan out of isagi, till it hit the back of your throat, making you gag, earning a loud moan out of your bf. Warm tears pricked your eyes - in contrast to his cold skin - isagi tried calming you down with sweet words. 

“Oh, baby, look at you, you’re doing so well. My cock is balls deep down your throat. I'm so proud of you, yeah? Show me how good you are by actually sucking it. You’re doing so so good, doll” 

He coos, a familiar gentleness lacing his tone. 

You slowly pulled back and went back down. His balls touching your chin. Slowly picking up the pace, the faster you bobbed your head on his veiny shaft, the more verbal he got. His hands tugging at the very roots of your hair. 

Every time you were about to pull away due to the lack of oxygen, he would push your head back down, harsher than the last. Tears rolled down your face and dripped down onto your thighs. 

The slick mess in your lace panties distracted you from the task at hand. You squirmed feeling discomfort but not being able to go anywhere else but his cock. 

The constant abuse to the roof of your mouth and the back of your throat persisted,  as isagi used your pretty mouth as a fleshlight. Your jaw going numb and precum coated your lips, keeping them soft enough to glide across his length. 

At some point, you stopped doing the work, only holding onto his thighs, letting him play with you. Using your hair to control your movements. Every once in a while when you look up, you’d see him throwing his head back, groaning and grunting your name or smirking at your pathetic expression. 

It wasn’t long before he came, holding your head down so you had no choice but to get a mouthful of his cum. The mixture of saliva and cum dripped down your chin. 

“Swallow, baby” isagi’s breathy voice reached you, swallowing up the salty white liquid. When isagi felt your throat clench around his tip, he finally pulled out, letting you gasp in the air you desperately needed. 

“Sorry sweetheart.. I might’ve kinda gotten carried away..”

“Kinda?” you grumbled in a hoarse voice, getting a laugh out of isagi, he pulled you up to your feet, 

“Forgive me?” he mumbled against your ear, wrapping his arms around your body. 

©2025 wakasaswifee do not copy

[rensukepie]

rensukepie’s masterlist + rules!

a note for you! : i do NOT write male reader! i only write for fem!readers. i apologize.

if you do not like my content, just simply block/ignore me!

please try to understand that i write kinda slow, therefore, things such as requests will take some time to come out of my drafts….

about the writer!

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information about her down below… 𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧

you can call me mel! it’s not my real name, but for online purposes, just call me that! 8teen, asian ( cn + viet)

she likes … : blue lock, jjk, her friends, iced matcha lattes, stuffed animals, bunnies, music, cats, clairo, black sesame drinks, lace

she doesn’t like …. : mean people, hate comments, etc…

things i can write… : smut, sometimes fluff(?)

topics that i DO NOT write for are anything extreme like non-con, piss (squirt is okay), scat, yandere, drugs etc… (i do not wanna get into all that..)

all characters are aged up btw! (smut fics)

𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧ last updated on 2/10/25

𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧ blue lock smut 𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧

꩜! . = personal fav!

birthday gift!

rin, nagi, kaiser, & ness twt links

“i wanna ride!” (ride!)

꩜! . little thought on aiku…

little thought on reo…

꩜! . “you say it’s big, but you take it.”

“is we fuckin’ or what?”

꩜! . sae’s necklace

꩜! . sae nsfw twt links

꩜! . all i want for christmas…

꩜! . little thought on sae

꩜! . kunigami and his needy gf

꩜! . shared apartment

sendou + kaiser nsfw twt links

aiku + niou size kink/manhandling

꩜! . sae and fem!reader with a praise kink

aiku nsfw twt links

kenyu nsfw twt links

boyfriends best friend!kunigami

꩜! . thigh riding with kunigami

childhood bsf!kunigami

kunigami nsfw twt links pt. 1

kunigami nsfw twt links pt. 2

𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧haikyuu smut 𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧

‘less he going through my pictures!

𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧ 100 follower special event! 𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧

michael kaiser w/ s, b, d

kunigami rensukew/ f, r, w

rin itoshi w/ c, e, z

alexis ness w/ m, j, d

tooru oikawa w/ c, d, j

yukimiya kenyu w/ c, f, k

oliver aiku w/ a, d, f

kuroo tetsurou w/ c, d, k

isagi yoichi + barou shohei w/ d, p, k

miya osamu w/ c, d, k

iwaizumi hajime w/ d, k, h

keiji akaashi w/ c, d, f

ikki niko w/ j, k, m

miya atsumu w/ c, d, j

nagi seishiro w/ c, s, o

chigiri hyoma w/ k, p, v

michael kaiser w/ d, j, v

oliver aiku w/ k, d, x

alexis ness w/ c, d, w

michael kaiser w/ h, d, x

otoya eita w/ f, g, y

𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧ blue lock fluff 𑜞𑇓࿐۫ ✧

sae itoshi who…

i don’t wanna talk about anything.

[nmakii]

SOMEDAY, MY PRINCE WILL COME!

“did you hear? nmakii hit 700!” “…oh it’s also almost valentines.”

— happy valentines!! i got inspired by my school’s play and immediately had to do this UGHHHH so good

instruction manual:

pick a blue lock character + a disney princess!

send it in as a request

thats it. i didnt know what else to put here

i mean maybe hopefully well known princesses cause im ngl idk some stories like the story of the black cauldron

queue:

something there — itoshi s. x beauty and the beast

kiss the girl — bachira m. x the little mermaid

an endless diamond sky — kaiser m. x aladdin

once upon a dream — itoshi r. x sleeping beauty

a girl worth fighting for! — itoshi r. x mulan

now that i see you — chigiri h. x tangled

one jump ahead — mikage r. x aladdin

honor to us all — itoshi s. x mulan

tale as old as time — isagi y. x beauty and the beast

when we’re human — kaiser m. x princess and the frog

so this is love? — karasu t. x cinderella

for the one i love — yukimiya k. x snow white

one love, only for you — ness a. x snow white

as the sun will rise — kaiser m. x beauty and the beast

make a man out of you? — chigiri h. x mulan

the gift of song — niko i. x sleeping beauty

lavender blue — hiori y. x cinderella

[ada7201]

Can you do Isagi, Reo, Rin and Sae's reaction separate from each other? The reader that they had fallen in love with has a golden retriver who's name is "Handsome". They don't know that the person that they loved had a dog. One day while they are in a park they heard the reader's voice from the far.

Y/N: Hey Handsome!

This causes them to froze and blush. They thought that the reader just called them handsome. Then they saw a golden retriver run fastly in front of them and it jumped into the reader's arms. They saw the dog's name from it's collar. They realized that the reader didn't mean to call them handsome but she is just calling her dog.

okaaaay 🤍 (๑>◡<๑) sorry if they’re short! no hcs, just the little story thing. also, i added context so it’s a bit easier to understand!

don’t forget to request any ideas you have! ♡!

“hey handsome!”

with Isagi, Reo, Rin, and Sae x reader

all seperate ( ˘ ³˘) ♡

Isagi Yoichi

(context: you were at the park at the same time)

“hey, handsome!” you call out, hands waving towards Isagi’s direction as you smiled at the man.

what?

he felt his cheeks flush at your words, and his fingers twitch slightly from the need to wave back at you.

“m-me?” he’d mumble under his breath, like you could hear it, but before he could repeat himself louder -

RUFF!

a large and soft dog ran straight past him, and towards your happy form.

“aww, you’re so handsome, handsome!” you coo at your dog, squatting down to be at eye level with the pet as he hops right onto you.

Isagi paused for a moment, body freezing as he heard you address the golden pet.

“oh,” he’d sigh, feeling slightly dejected as he slumped down. “what a shame.”

“oh, hi handsome!” your sweet voice snapped him out of his sulk session, blue eyes darting up to meet you e/c ones.

Reo Mikage

(context: he spotted you alone at a park, and was about to walk over to you)

“hi, handsome!” you cheer, smiling over to Reo.

he looked over to your figure, smirking proudly at your words. aw, you think he’s handsome? well, he thinks so too! it sounds much better coming from you, though —

BARK!

he turned around, only to be greeted by a large dog hopping right onto him and barking once again.

“ack—!” he sputters, not expecting to be run over by a dog so suddenly.

“oh, sorry Reo! handsome is a bit of a jumper.” you giggle, before whistling softly, calling handsome back to you.

wait, Reo is very confused.

“do you not think i’m handsome?” Reo asks, dumbfounded by the whole situation.

you chuckle. “of you’re your handsome, but that’s also the name of my dog, silly.”

“oh.”

Itoshi Rin

(context: you two locked eyes at the park)

“come here, handsome!” you smile, eyes locking with Rin’s as your hands reached above your head in a wave.

Rin looked over to you, teal eyes widening as he heard you. what?

did he even hear you correctly?

his cheeks shaded pink as he shifted his gaze to the floor, suddenly finding the grass of the park super fascinating.

RUFF RUFF!

Rin’s eyes caught a glimpse of a large dog, with golden fur that seemed to be brushed very well. he watched as it ran towards you, licking your hand as he arrived at your side.

“aw, you’re so sweet, handsome.” you say, voice sweet as you give your beloved pet a hug.

oh, you were talking to the dog.

your eyes shot up as you heard the sound of footsteps, eyes locking with Rin’s once again as he stood in front of you and handsome.

“can i… pet him?” he asks, rather shyly. he had to see what this dog had that he didn’t, other than a tail and fur.

“of course, handsome.” you grin.

Itoshi Sae

(context: you two were chatting at the park!)

“let’s go, handsome!” you say, smiling in the direction of Sae.

his eyes widened, looking back at you with a confused expression. let’s go? handsome? were you talking to him?

he turned backwards, teal eyes landing on a large dog which was making his way towards the two of you.

“aww, hello handsome.” you chuckle, hand reaching down to pat your pet.

oh, now it made sense, Sae thinks.

although, part of him hoped you were calling him handsome. did you even like him that way?

“well, we’re gonna go now, if that’s alright with you.” you smile softly to Sae, waving at him.

he nodded, looking back up at you.

“bye, handsome!” you say, before speeding off with your dog.

he felt himself freeze completely, eyes glued to your retreating figure.

handsome?

[jikagu]

FERRIS WHEEL

pairing: bachira x fem!reader

summary: you guys went to the local festival/fair with your guys' best friends. who knew that this festival would get you fucked against tinted glass?

notes: uhh semi-public? oral (m), oral (f), choking, picture taking, unprotected sex, praise and degradation, fingering etc, mature audiences only.

SHORT DRABBLE

"i wanna go on that ride!" bachira points at the biggest ride that there is, everyone shaking their head quickly.

"no." chigiri frowns, hitting bachira on the head.

"well, then what can we do?" the short male pouts, looking at you.

"um, i don't know, ask isagi, maybe he has an idea?" both you and bachira turn to him as he hums.

"hm, what about the ferris wheel?" he proposes with a shrug. to be honest, you guys did everything at this festival already except for the ferris wheel.

"sure, i'm game." bachira said, coming behind you with a hug.

you guys agreed that isagi and chigiri will go in one, and you and bachira will go in the other. there wasn't really a line that you'd expect from a huge festival and it really only took you all 20 minutes to get in.

"i've never been on a ferris wheel before." bachira said, looking out of the tinted windows. "i can barely see anything." he squinted his eyes.

"pretty big box." his kept talking, i guess this was his way of starting conversation.

"hm, now that you mentioned it, the windows are pretty tinted." you looked around, not really able to look out. i mean, it was dark but you'd expect to be able to see the lights from all the rides.

he sat with you instead of the opposite, laying his head on your thighs. it was kind of an awkward position for him but you thought it was fine.

once the wheel started moving, bachira sat back up straight, looking out of the window. that's when you noticed bachira's hand snaking up to your inner thigh. maybe wearing a skirt was a good idea after all...

"bachira.." you grinned, alerting his attention and as he looks back at you.

"huh? what's goin' on?" he smiles innocently, retracting his arm. as you were about to speak, the ferris wheel jolted and stopped in its place. both you and bachira tried to see what was going on, but—that attempt was more than futile.

you got a quick message on your phone from isagi saying, "ferris wheel dwn, they said like 25/30 min wait lol"

"damn." bachira frowns, acting sad. you knew it was just a facade and he had ulterior motives, but since it was down, why not have some fun with this? you grabbed bachira's hand and put it back on your thigh.

you were obviously embarrassed by this as you looked away and your face was flushed brightly. you were almost certain bachira was going to say something snarky.

"huh, you want me that badly?" he teased, his hand trailing dangerously close to your wet bundle of nerves.

"y—eah." you choked out, involuntarily spreading your legs a bit more.

"hold on baby, back against the wall." he said, moving you so you were facing towards him, legs spread on top of the seat.

"oh fuck, i—fuck." he stuttered, covering his mouth. his eyes widened looking at you.

"can i—take a picture?" he asked, eyeing your wet, dowsed panties. the pose you were in was very provocative with a bitten lip.

you nodded slowly as you heard the shutter and as he eyed the picture he took.

"you're so sexy baby, and i have you all to myself." he looked at you, and then the picture.

"you have the picture forever, but—this is a now moment. please—just hurry up and fuck me." you whined, begging.

"just wait baby, i'll get there." he grinned, it was almost like his eyes had changed to something more of lust.

he took off your panties with a low groan, looking up to you to see what you want. you quickly nodded, almost as if telling him to hurry up.

"my baby just so hungry for my fingers, aren't you?" he looked at you, opening your mouth with his thumb, putting his ring and middle finger in your mouth.

"show me what you can do." he commanded as you immediately covered his fingers with your saliva, sucking on them like you were his personal slut, only existing for his approval and validation. you moaned through his fingers, looking up at him.

"fuck, i need another picture—you look so good sucking my fingers like that like a needy little whore." he bit his lip, taking another picture.

he eventually took his fingers out of your mouth, plunging them into your pussy.

"mmh, even with my fingers you're still so tight." a groan escaped his mouth, curving his fingers inside of you making you turn your neck to the side.

"oh—baby—right there." you whined, bucking your hips and arching your back.

"fuck, fuck!" you moaned, his fingers hitting deeper. god, you forgot how long his fingers were. "so good!" you cried, gripping onto bachira's shoulders as he fingered you.

he kept curling his fingers, plunging them in and out. he knew what he was doing and it felt so good.

"good job baby, little bit more." he said, continuing for a solid minute before you came on his fingers.

"fuck! so good," you mumbled, eyeing him and his buldge.

"m' wanna make you feel good too." you panted, still recovering from your high. your chest heaved in and out as you got on your knees, you and bachira basically swapping places.

you pulled down his shorts and boxers to reveal his cock, your hand holding it in place.

"i'll make you feel good.." you sigh out before taking his cock in your mouth, toying with the tip.

"fuck baby, come on—stop teasing me." he growled, moving his hand on your head, pushing it down slightly. he didn't want to hurt you, but god damn were you such a brat sometimes.

"good job—keep going.." he encouraged, taking his cock whole now. your saliva dripped out of your mouth as you kept sucking, dedicated to make him feel good.

the way his whines escaped his lips made you almost euphoric. "mmh," you moaned, the vibrations effecting bachira, almost immediately making him cum.

you lapped up everything that came out with a smile as it dribbled out of your mouth.

"god—photogenic aren't we?" click, another picture. "god, i want to fuck you so bad." he eyed you like a predator does prey, pushing you back to the wall once again.

"yeah? then fuck me." you said, using your hand to spread your pussy open just for him, a sight for sore eyes truly.

click

he let out a guttural growl before hovering over you and pushing his cock inside of you. you let out a loud moan before bachira fucked you senseless. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, biting your lip tightly.

"fuck! h—arder!" you whine, still bucking your hips. he was going so fast on you, manhandling you. the grip he had on your thighs as he held them above your head made it to where he could hit spots you could never do alone.

you guys kept going like rabbits in heat, literally making the cart shake until bachira's cock starting twitching inside of you, a grunt coming out of his mouth.

"cu—mming!" you and him both cried in unison before bachira filled you with his cum, never feeling empty even when he pulled out.

"um, so, how do we clean this?" he panted, looking at you and your sex-drunk lewd face.

"mmh, napkins—skirt pocket," you close d your eyes, getting your breath back. as soon as you guys finished, the ferris wheel fixed itself. what perfect timing.

—

"hey guys, how'd you enjoy the ride?" isagi snickered. he more so insinuated the stop in the ferris wheel but you two turned into a stuttering mess.

[leosxrealm]

ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇꜱ? [ꜱᴍᴀᴜ]

pairing(s): M. Bachira x male! reader

summary: problems with your former team lead you to transfer to your rival team where you meet your person

warning(s): none!!

(a/n): this looked way cuter in my head. it was kinda rushed so forgive me!! i had this idea and thought bachira would be a perfect fit for it. also i tried to make the article on canva but WHY IS IT SO FUCKING HARD TO MAKE before i decided fuck it and used instagram instead

[yn_ln]

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[yn_ln] Thank you for this opportunity @/barchaofficial. I'm so glad to be part of this team. Visca Barcha! ❤💙

barchaofficial Welcome to the team L/N

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bachi_megs happy to finally play alongside you!!

[yn_ln] thanks Bachira

user1 finally??

isagi_yoi congratulationls Y/N! Can't wait too play against you and Bachira!

[yn_ln] thanks mate and don't think we'll be going easy on you

otoya_e you don't have any interest in playing against me Isagi?

user2 Otoya getting jealous for not being mentioned along his boyfriend will never not be funny.

user3 he has a bf??

user4 have you seen him and Bachira? they're def dating

user5 two guys can't even be close friends without y'all making it your personal business geez

user1 Visca Barcha!!

user6 Go Team!

bachi_megs added to their story

football.gossip

football.gossip Bachira hints at his and L/N's romantic relationship. Here's everything you need to know....

yn_ln

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yn_ln it's been a chaotic year so far. made lots of new friends, and met my person. i'm happy to call you mine Bachi Bee. these last six months were some of the best of my life. Here's to another many more six months. I love you❤️❤️

tagged: bachi_megs

user7 stappphh he calls him bachi bee. what if i cried

bachi_megs i love you moreeee❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

bachi_megs Happy six-month anniversary ❤️

user8 god i see what you've done for others

otoya_e we get it ur happy. respect the singles here

hyo_chigiri okay i admit you guys are kinda cute

user9 my dads🫶🏻

user6 more like daddies-

isagi_yoi you guys are so cute together!!

user10 if they broke up i'll never believe in love

user8 real

user11 he just called Bachira his person😭😭 this is the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen

(a/n): me- spending hours to make this 🫱🏻‍🫲🏼 you- reading it in 5 minutes

[startaee]

a second chance .

reo x reader; reader's got her space and might get back with reo. Pt.1, not an equal.

tws, reo cries.

reblog if you like it!

the first part was pretty decent, but the number of reblogs just really demotivated me idk, here's the second & final part :)

it wasn’t that you didn’t mean anything to him earlier, but after your breakup, reo slowly realized that you were irreplaceable. everything about you was perfect and no woman his mother set him up with could ever reach your level.

a week after your breakup, you started to receive bouquets of your favorite flowers with cute little handwritten notes. he sent them to your home but surprisingly, never to your office. 

you never texted him about it, you just replaced the old flowers with the new ones.

“y’know, he really misses you, y/n.” your only mutual friend, isagi yoichi, the one who introduced the two of you, sighed deeply, sitting at your table and frowning.

“doesn’t matter, yoichi. he needs to respect my boundaries.” you whispered under your breath, cleaning the vase as you put the pink tulips inside. the pink tulips were your favorite. they were the first flowers reo had purchased for you. “but, y/n he does! it’s been a month already! you’ve got your promotion and he’s done nothing but wait and give you your space.” isagi argued, he didn’t see the point of this break-up. all he saw was two of his friends feeling lonely and sad.

“yeah, but-”

“no buts, y/n! call him! or text him! he’s learned his mistake and he’s gonna apologize if you just for god’s sake give him a chance!” isagi got up from the chair, shaking his head as he walked out of your apartment.

“jeez, what’s up his ass.” you said to yourself, placing the vase on the counter and staring at it. “maybe i should call him…” you didn’t really believe that he’d changed in a month, but you were curious. unlocking your phone, you entered his name and pressed the call button.

ring. ring. ri-

“y/n?!?!?” a smile unconsciously formed on your face. 

“uh…did you dial the wrong number??? y/n i’m sorry by the way-” reo started off rambling, worried that you might have misdialed and that he only had a few seconds to tell you everything. “and i promise i’ll never do it again, but please-”

inhaling deeply, you said, “thank you for the flowers. and the notes…i appreciate it.” and his words came to a halt. the other side was completely silent, so you looked at your phone to see if the call was disconnected or something. as you put it back on your ear, you could hear soft sniffles. huh? was he crying?

“reo…?” you called out worriedly. “‘m sorry, it’s…jus’ been so long..” he referred to hearing your voice, making you smile again. you knew what he meant and considered forgiving him. he sounded really sorry. and he hadn’t interfered with your work at all, so maybe giving him a second chance wouldn’t be such a bad idea."

taglist: @itsliasworld @rroxii @reiners-milkbiddies @rose-ly @pompomnanamin @chuudreamer @jujutsukaisenfan .

(sorry,, if you didn't wanna be tagged pls lmk im very confused rn !!)

[venusbby]

the best

🍂 characters/pairings: isagi yoichi x reader

🍂 warnings: fluff. i painted my own nails a few days ago and it was a disaster so now i have this idea. just a drop of suggestive it's almost non existent. isagi calls reader "my girl" once, she/her pronouns used. not proofread. lmk if there's anything else.

🍁 summary: having trouble painting your nails? don't worry. your boyfriend has pretty steady hands. (both pretty, and steady)

"god," you groaned, leaning back in your chair. "i can't do this shit anymore."

"what," isagi asked, taking your annoyed whine as a sign to set his phone aside and pad over to where you sat near your work table. "is everything okay?"

you huffed, looking up at your boyfriend who leaned over the desk by using his arm for support. he took in the sight of the several small glass bottles in front of you, and then your nails. you'd only painted your index finger until now. "i spent over 20 minutes trying to decide what colour i should go for, and when i finally do decide— it turns out my hands don't want to work with me! they're so damn shaky."

he ignored the quirk in his lips, finding your little pout amusing.

"then let me help," he said sincerely.

"but i don't want to bother you." you replied with the same sincere tone, despite the hopeful glint in your eyes and the guilty smile on your face.

"you're not bothering me," he rolled his eyes, pinching your cheek. "let me help— my hands are pretty good."

you raised your eyebrows once he said that. he shrugged innocently, as if to say 'what? you know i'm right.'

"but there's only one chair. how are you going to paint my nails while you're standing?" you sighed, sliding the mess aside to get up from your seat, seeming to give up.

and just after that, he settled down in your chair, an expectant look on his face.

"c'mere."

you blinked.

"yoichi—"

"baby, just get your ass over here. stop thinking so much." he groaned, now getting impatient. volunteering to do such a task was already making him a bit nervous. he didn't want to mess up your nails, even if he was confident in his steady hands.

but you stood where you were, hands crossed over your chest. "it's not gonna be easy to paint my nails when i'm sitting on your lap."

isagi bit his lip and quickly reached out with both of his arms to grab you and pull you towards him, earning from you a short scream as you finally dropped down in the chair. he grinned without any sign of guilt on his face. "you're so not fun, y/n. let's try it out at least."

you shook your head with a growing smile, getting more comfortable and turning your legs a little to the right so you could give him more space to work on your nails with just one hand— since his other one was supporting your back. "good luck."

he hummed, eyes trailing over the variety of colors which stood on your table. "which one was it?"

you pointed towards the one you had previously been struggling to apply on your right hand's index.

he whistled lowly, "that's a cute color."

as you held the bottle for him and he uncrewed the tall lid, you couldn't help but giggle. "you really don't give up on something when you decide to do it, huh?"

isagi nodded once. "and i wanna make my girl happy. if she wants her nails done, 'm gonna get them done." he said.

you figured it was a good time to gently grab his chin and bring his face closer to leave a grateful kiss on his lips. he accepted it without a word.

"i love you, and you're the best."

"i know, and i love you more." he responded softly. then his other hand curved tighter around you, holding you still. his voice was lower this time. "now stop moving so much. trying to focus here."

you pursed your lips, suddenly feeling the heat travelling up to your face. "yeah— sorry."

🍄 taglist: @hyomagiri @yoimyas @beanxiv <333

[merlucide]

Crossdresser x BLLK (2nd) pt2

Notes: SHIDOOOUUU (I’m so sorry if he’s ooc)

warnings: reader is female, cursing, cringe lol

pt1pt2pt3pt4 pt5

ISAGI’S VER KARASU’S VER

2ND SELECTION(SHIDOU’S VER)

Y/N entered the room and looked around for any familiar faces.

Suddenly, a large arm draped over Y/N shoulders. ‘Aye your not ranked to low- join our team!’ A tall, tanned boy with fuchsia eyes asked. 

Y/N was rather put out of by his lack of understanding of personal space. 

Another trailed behind him, he was beefy, big, dark skinned dude and stared into Y/Ns soul.

‘Is thata yes?’ The fuchsia eyed boy peered. 

Apparently she took to long to answer so he did for her ‘perfect, perfect- ‘ her mouth agape, looking at him with pure confusion.

‘ m’ Shidou, he’s Shiguma-Chan and yer’? Shidou asked, sliding himself off of her.

She told him her name and they looked for their first opponent. 

Shidou walked over and pretty much demanded they play against them. 

They agreed and everyone headed to the field.

The opponents were Hiragi, Tanaka, and Haiji.

No one knew anything about each other or their weapons. 

Shidou wouldn’t shut up and Shiguma wouldn’t talk, so there’s that. 

‘You better not get in my way’ Shidou warned as he held to ball, ready to kick off. 

‘That was cocky’ Y/N thought, she rolled her eyes and took position. 

Shidou kicked off the ball rather high, Tanaka charged towards it and passed to Haiji.

They were at halfway mark when Y/N intercepted it and ran down the field. She passed to Shiguma and he shot the ball towards the goal. 

Hiragi dashed to the goal and saved it with a head butt. 

The ball was headed towards Haiji, Shidou was trailing behind him and was about to steal it. Haiji quickly passed to Tanaka, who was by the goal. Tanaka shot into the goal. 

1-0, the game had just start so Y/N tried not to stress to much.

Shidou grabbed onto Shiguma’s jersey. ‘Why’d the hell ya didn’t pass to me?? Hah?? I was fuckin’ open!’ Shidou yanked on him. 

Y/N trotted over towards them trying to pull them apart. Shiguma wasn’t doing anything about it, he just justified his actions by saying Shidou wouldn’t have been able to catch it- which added fire to the pot. 

She was ‘successfully’ able to pull Shidou off of him by reminding him it was just one point and the games not over. 

….

The game finished at 2-3

Shidou scored a goal and Shiguma scored some crazy long distance goal. 

Y/Ns team lost, and Shiguma was picked. She was frustrated, this wasn’t how she planned this to go.

Shidou was pissed. Pissed that he lost, pissed that he didn’t get picked, just overall pissed. 

Shidou snapped at Y/N saying she was ‘fuckin useless’ and ‘coulda passed to me more’.

She was not gonna deal with his bitching.

The both dragged their feet to the losers gate. 

Shidou demanded they have another match this instant. 

The door opened and revealed someone Y/N would never expect to find here.

Kunigami was sitting down rolling his thumb back and forth. His eyes darted to so who was entering the losers section. 

He was also surprised to see Y/N. Shidou peered down at Kunigami, with his hands shoved in his shorts. ‘Play against us’ Shidou demanded, rather boredly.

Kunigami agreed.

It was Kunigami and Reo vs Shidou and Y/N.

‘No hard feelings yeah?’ Y/N asked holding out her hand

‘None’ Kunigami responded and bro-fived her. 

Reo kicked off the game and and Kunigami was headed towards it- Shidou cut him off and kicked it straight into the goal. 

no one was expecting that. 

Y/N scored a goal and Shidou scored 2 more. 

Kunigami and Reo barely reacted to Shidous plays, he was insane. 

It came time to pick to was to join them. Y/N was set on Kunigami, Shidou then spoke up saying he scored more goals so he decides. 

He chose Reo- ignoring Y/Ns objections 

‘I’d rather have purple topknot…than a puny, naïve hero like you. People who can’t destroy themselves.. can never create explosions. Let’s go Y/N-chan.’ Shidou stated as he shuffled back to the winners gate. 

Y/N didn’t know what to say, she felt awful. Kunigami’s soccer career was over, and she part took in the ending of it. 

She whispered a sorry and followed behind shidou with Reo trailing her.

They headed to their new room and Shidou claimed the top bunk bed.

Reo offered to take the bottom bunk, Shidou and Reo headed to the bathroom to shower. Y/N showered when they finished.

Shidou apparently snooped around and got another team to play against them tomorrow, so that was settled.

Shidou got bored rather easily so he just asked Y/N a bunch of dumb questions, or tried to get her to spar against him- she declined. 

Reo just moped around, like a wet noodle.

She just went to bed and got good sleep. 

Next game they won with the score of 3-1, Y/N chose the player Kurona Ranze, he was pretty fast and scored a goal so he seemed pretty solid.

Kurona was low maintenance unlike Shidou and not in a depression like Reo, it was nice to have a normal guy around. It was really cute how he repeated his words.

Another match and they won again with the score of 3-0, Reo chose the player Sokura Testu, he’s chill.

Y/Ns team had all 5 players and were headed to go against the world 5. No one was able to score any goals. Shidou and Y/N got pretty close to scoring but it got blocked or it missed.

They had finished all stages.

Y/Ns team was the last team to finish.

They walked through the sliding doors and Y/N spotted her former teammates in Team Z (Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Gigamaru, Igaguri, Raichi)

She waved and smiled at them, happy to see that they made it.

ISAGI’S VER KARASU’S VER

NEXT PART ISNT OUT YET :>

made March 8th 2024

[misterdetectiveswag]

❝ ENEMY OR MY LOVER?❞

summary; In which, kaiser's shit eating grin morphes into jealousy with just a little of your attention directed to someone else.

pairing; Micheal Kaiser x m!reader

warnings/tags; cursing, homosexuality, reader isn't part of blue lock but bastard munchen, narcissistic reader, he/him pronouns, nudity and its in a bathroom, prob ooc! kaiser im not familiar with his character and just based it off the little manga panels i had 😓

a/n; I LOST THE REQUEST AND I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THE FIRST ONE BUT I WASN'T DONE SO YEAH. i will prob make a pt. 2 of this cause this feels unfinished

"mihya! ♪" a sing-song voice rang bastard munchen's cafeteria, paired with his 'stupid and arrogant' face. (kaiser's words not mine)

he looked around and spotted the ocean blue eyes of the newcomer, isagi yoichi. the boyish one that he grew to be fond of.

a smile made its way to his lips as he approached Isagi. he was sitting alone, and now the glorious angel that came down from the heavens, y/n he just couldn't let that happen now, could he?

"excuse me?" his tone completely different from the annoying tone he had when calling out to kaiser, now he was speaking with a somewhat normal voice.

isagi turned his head and greeted at him. "hm? 'need something, l/n?"

"no, not much. 'just looking for mihya."

"..mihya? oh. kaiser?" isagi's voice instantly soured, but kept his composure.

with a sigh Isagi spoke again, "no. i haven't seen him anywhere. how about you just sit with me?" a little bit of selfishness never hurt anyone, right?

that's how you and isagi ended up laughing and talking all together. although you were a bit.. narcissistic; it was bastard munchen. what did you expect from their players?

overall he had a great time with isagi! however, a certain duo-colored male had been glaring daggers into the back of your and isagi's head.

the loud voices felt like the two were mocking kaiser. how annoying.

"oh! and along with my pretty face, i know I'm one heck of a player!" boasting your skills more than you should've, isagi didn't say anything. even though the narcissism was leaking behind that fake ass pretty boy exterior.

tch. kaiser would've said something if he was there. oh yeah. he was micheal kaiser. why shouldn't he barge in?

"your honor, that statement is false" kaiser's 'global warming causing' smirk came into the view of both, having two completely contrasted expression. one with a delighted and fond look, and the other having a soured and annoyed face.

"hm? you think so? well, as much as i love you, you're spitting nonsense, mihya ♪" a playful smile planted on his face, weirdly twisting kaiser's gut and he grabbed y/n by the wrist without a word and glared into yoichi's soul. what a poor fellow.

"why're you even with that pathetic excuse of a striker?"

"cause' hes cool. what's it to you, mihya? jealous? are you falling for me already?" he was teasing the poor boy to no end that even isagi felt pity for him. not for long considering what he just heard out of kaiser's mouth and deciding to speak up.

"tch. what's your problem, shitty clown?"

"the problem is you, striker."

the didn't have the heart to stop both of them, why would you? you're too great for that.

he walked off without a word and happily trotted to the bathroom. he was feeling too lazy to change after he trained and ate before showering.

not long after, kaiser walking in. y/n was submerged into the public bath down to his nose. for some reason the guy looks better when his hair was wet, but who was gonna tell him that? absolutely no one.

"why were you with yoichi?" the emperor called out with that tone of his.

"i was gonna ask him if he saw you but he invited me to sit with him, mihya. did ya miss me? ♪"

"tch, you wish." how cruel for him to even say that with a smirk, but the other grown used to his non caring facade and brushed it off as kaiser being in a bad mood.

a chuckle escapes his lips, ended up choking on the public bath water.

and the dick head, micheal kaiser, did not do shit and just watched. as if he was holding a grudge for hanging out with yoichi.

and he had the audacity to take him by the chin after the other was done choking on water.

"oh? you falling for me already? can't take it when I'm not looking at you?" that teasing grin made it's way to your mouth, the same smile that kaiser wanted to wipe of that pretty face of yours. (hes not elaborating how)

"you really are a narcissist asshole, huh?"

"you love that 'bout me and you know it ♪"

then he left him with a confused mind, since he didn't deny or agree to that quip of his.

———

the two were in the locker room with only one thought in mind, to win the game. kaiser was looking at himself at the mirror while you were whining about how sweaty you'd be after the game.

the two way too close to be just friends nor teammates and the others were glancing at both with a look that read 'kiss already and it over with'.

"mihya! are you even listening?"

"i never was."

"but anyways, you're lucky to be in my presence and hear me listen to my gorgeous voice."

an ugly scowl made its made to kaiser's face and just brushed him off as if he was an insect, but still remained close.

© misterdetectiveswag

[what-the-stories-have-foretold]

23rd Day: Celebrate That Which You Love

Navi

Xiao x gn!reader, Bachira x gn!reader

Advent Calendar

Warnings: none

Wordcount: about 200-300 each

“You celebrate…the cold? Why?”

You shrugged, tugging at his arm to get him to follow you.

“I guess it´s more like celebrating that warmer days will come soon.”

Xiao frowned at that, hand finding yours.

“But they won´t come back for several more moons. Why not celebrate this in March or April?”

“Maybe because winter with its short and cold days can make people sad? So they want a reason to celebrate and be happy?”

“What is it, love?”

“Hmmm…”

Silence ensued, and you broke it with a quiet laugh.

The Adeptus shivered at the pet name, before responding:

“I´m glad to hear that. Then let´s celebrate winter for the peace of mind it gives us?” You smiled at him.

“I don´t think winter is sad. Winter is beautiful…the snow is so…white and pure. It´s like time has stopped up here in the mountains. So calm and…quiet. Winter makes me happy. It feels like all the battles fought lay far, far back – barely even a faded memory anymore – as if of legends only.”

You hummed, raising his hand to press your warm lips to his cold skin. He flinched; eyes wide as he stared at you.

Slowly, Xiao relaxed again and nodded.

“Yes. I would like that.”

“C´mon, (Y/N), it´s gonna be so much fun.”

“It´s too cold out to play football, Meguru,” you whined at your grinning boyfriend, tugging on his sleeve to keep him from opening the door.

“There´s snow.”

He nodded. “Maybe, you´ll beat me in a match for once.”

“Fuck you,” you murmured, but your hold on his sleeve loosened.

“Theeere we go, baby.” Gently, he caressed your cheek, before grabbing the football laying beside the door and leaving the house.

The cold wind rushing into the room immediately made you shiver, and you quickly took your scarf and jacket to follow him outside.

Your boyfriend was already waiting for you, dribbling across the football field right before your house. He stopped, when he saw you trudging through the snow, nose hidden deep within the wool of your scarf, and waved excitedly.

“How about I teach you how to dribble?” he asked when you got close enough for him to pull you against his body. “Hm?” he nuzzled his nose against yours.

You snorted but nodded nonetheless.

“You and teaching?”

“Now, don´t be mean, (Y/N),” he pouted, “After all, I´m the best out there at dribbling, just ask Isagi.”

“Please do, maybe then I can finally beat you in a match,” you joked.

Bachira stole a quick kiss from your lips.

“Yeah, maybe you can.”

[nmakii]

omgg bachira and the little mermaid?

kiss the girl

— bachira m. x the little mermaid

entry two of “someday, my prince will come”

even as the prince of a very lively and musical underwater kingdom, meguru bachira was considered rebellious. all the freedom lavinho gives him, yet he still decides to break the one rule he was given— do not swim to the surface.

he just couldn’t help it! especially when breaking that rule saved the life of a beautiful princess whose ship was turned upside down by the storm.

eyes fluttered shut, and her hair wet with salt water. her clothes were soaked, she would’ve been freezing if it weren’t for the sun rays shining on the beach. it was unkempt, but it was beautiful all the same. her rosy lips shimmering and the steady rise of your chest— it would be beautiful to stay here forever.

and yet, he couldn’t. the moment was fleeting as your servant, kunigami ran to your aid— forcing him to hide away. cause no matter how rebellious he was, bachira knew of the dangers humans bring. slaughter, kidnapping… who knows what would happen if they learnt of mermaids.

ah..! what if he simply became human? easy peasy. but, uh… how does he do that?

“…it’s simple, really” the sea eel hummed. “all you must do is visit the sea wizard, barou.” he nonchalantly answered. “ah, niko! that macabre coral temple is so un-stylish. while the lion head sculptures are stylish, too many is simply tacky.” the accompanying eel sighed, his unusually long fins vibrating with the waves of the ocean.

“ahh, just visit the old sea wizard barou, huh? alright! take me there!” bachira cheered. the two eels were more or less… confused by his reaction, but they took him to the sea wizard nonetheless.

“bachira! are you crazy?!” isagi the flounder fish yelled, his little fins working twice as hard to keep up with the bubbly prince. “crazy… crazy in love, maybe!” bachira laughed out loud.

“for a human girl you’ve never even spoken to?!” the fish yelled. bachira pouted, “it’s more than that, isagi..! our connection goes beyond words!”niko couldn’t help raising an eyebrow at that statement. beyond words, huh? “we’re here.” he announced.

the temple was beyond breathtaking. the colorful exterior of purple and red, along with the long riveting layers of seaweed that hang across, most especially in the front, creating a curtain.

bachira takes the liberty of diving right in. literally.

his fin flaps hurriedly, searching for the wizard. and when he finally does… “ah, it’s him!”

“hm? who is this, niko? another donkey?” barou scoffed. bachira pouted at the insult. “make me a human!” he demanded. barou only turned his back, rolling his eyes. “what a wasteful wish. no thanks.”

“what?!” bachira exclaimed. “there’s nothing that makes being a human worth it. it’s a wasteful wish.” he explained, swimming to his bedroom as he left a dark trail of squid ink. “please!” bachira pleaded. “th…there’s this girl…” he finally admitted, stopping barou in his tracks.

his eye twitched with irritation. “y…you fell in love with a human girl?” he asked, to which bachira mindlessly nodded. barou rolled his eyes, trying to think of a reason to say no.

luckily for bachira, his overwhelming personality was one strong enough to contradict any defiance from the sea wizard. “…fine. but, i don’t do wishes without something in return.” he warned. “i want… your voice.”

his eyes widened as he was taken aback. “how would i talk to her though?” he frowned. “body language, charades… it’s not my problem. i just want to get you to shut up for a while.” barou shrugged. “if you can’t get her to fall in love with you in three days, i’ll turn you back into a merman, and you’ll have to serve me. got it?”

bachira sucked his teeth at the internal conflict. it was his love, or his freedom. no— he was confident he could do it. “ehhh… fine! deal.” he nodded, eyes full of determination like a man on a mission.

and with the glow of his cauldron and a flick of his wrist, meguru bachira had legs.

landing on the same beach he placed you on when your ship turned over, the sun was hot. for the first time, the lower half of his body was warm, kissed by the sun.

“ah! why’s there a naked guy on the beach..!” you exclaimed, quickly taking off your overcoat and placing it upon the mysterious man, saving him his dignity. “sir..? are you alright?” you call out, gently tapping his cheek.

as bachira opened his eyes, he saw your face shadowed by the radiant sunlight. the scene before him almost mirroring what had happened after he saved you. “oh, good! you’re alive…” you sighed in relief. “what’s your name, sir?” you asked.

bachira’s mouth opened to speak, but no words fell from his lips. “…you can’t talk?” you frown, and he sadly nodded in return. his frown quickly left, however, after he realized he could write his name in the sand.

“…meguru? ah, that’s a pretty name.. i’m s/o.” you smile. “ah..! i’m sorry, where are my manners? come! i’ll tell my maids to give you some clothes.” you quickly stood back up, dusting the sand from your dress.

using his arms as leverage, bachira stood up as well, but quickly fell back down. “are your legs alright..?!” you asked, helping him up. bachira only gave a sorry smile.

you sighed in determination. ‘what does he do to get all these muscles, geez…’ it would be hard to support him all the way back to the castle, but it was better than letting him sit around as you run back to get servants to help.

he’s vulnerable! what if bandits come and take him? no way. “come on. i’ll help you walk, okay?” you hum.

and, bachira smiles. his cheeks flush under the hot ruby sun. what a generous princess! you were definitely the right person for him. he nods, limping as his leg muscles struggle to take the first few steps of his life.

his throat silently vibrates with content as the two of you slowly make your way to the castle, bachira leaning his head against your shoulder.

three days? this should be easy.