#mikage reo x male reader

[pacifythots]

Hello, have a nice day. I see your request has been opened. Can I request a male professional soccer player x Mikage Reo, when they were on two different soccer teams and had feelings for each other.

Because English is not my first language, I hope you will forgive me if what I write cannot make you understand :< have a nice day <33

[!] RIVALS TO LOVERS.

ⓘ PLAYING FOR DIFFERENT TEAMS, LITERALLY. m!reader — fluff-ish. healthy competition, rivals AND lovers, teasing/playful banter, + one almost kiss ; please don't apologize!! (；´∀｀) your english was perfect! i understood it well, though, i hope i understood how you meant for it to come across! this ended up being hcs instead of a one-shot bc i literally couldn't force myself to make a one-shot. (25 may 24)

(haven't interacted with blue lock content in a little bit, i hope i got reo's personality okay because i tbh, don't remember him very well lol)

one would think that being assigned to different teams would destroy/damage a relationship. instead, with you and reo, it did the opposite.

reo is pretty competitive and you simply match his energy.

there's nothing more thrilling to reo than to see you walk onto the feild with a smirk cockier than his.

the two of you had gotten quiet close pre-seperation (in mostly a rivally state), too close in fact. even nagi had paused and observed the two of you, verbally commenting on it to reo. of course, the boy shut down the idea.

its not as if he despises the idea of being with a man, he's often questioned his own sexuality as a result of ... *cough* nagi *cough* but rumors about him being together- with YOU?!

there's playful banter before and after the separation.

"c'mon, don't tell me that's all you got?" reo snorts, ball between his feet as he moves around you. "awh! come on reo, you know that's not all i got!" you chuckle, the ball no between your ankles as you move to give your team another point.

reo is the type to silently challenge you on the field, to which you match his energy like usual.

don't get me started on when your two opposing teams accidently meet before the match. both teams are tired of the two of you.

"get a room, will ya?"

"please, just kiss."

"here go the gays ... "

neither one of you will actually admit that there are feelings there. its more unspoken than anything. there are times when you think about him. and there are times when he thinks about you, there just arent words said.

the two of you on the field are in together in one world while the rest of the teammates are in a separate world.

even ouside of the field.

there was a silent conversation conveyed only with eyes after a tiring match. his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips- good thing i put on chapstick- he thought.

heaven forbid if you actually return his feelings??? he's absolutely losing his mind while trying to remain as calm and collected as possible in the moment.

overall, the relationship between the two of you has bumps. of course, one team loses, the other wins, and there are two people who have fallen for eachother, one winning, one lost. he's honestly stoped his taunting and remarks because of you.

regardless, the two of you flirt on the field. :D

i do apologize that this is short and not very good. im quite tired and i need to re-watch blue lock, bc i like- forced myself to get this out of my drafts lol

[hellsslibrary]

Head empty just bros Itoshi, Isagi, Bachi, Chigi, Michael, Alexis, Nagi and whoever u want with SMAU and text "ass or tits" I've NEVER seen this with a male reader and like... Muscular reader (maybe jock like them idc) just wanna see it in that scenario please

#a.n. : Lol, literally all the requests for SMAU are in my inbox with the note "I want a male reader", I'll feed you, okay. And... I have a rather dry manner of communication in messages, but I tried very hard to change it somehow with some boys and my husband said that it looks good (and I hope it is). If you want a part with someone else, you can ask about it!!

Characters: Sae, Chigiri, Rin, Bachira, Michael, Ness, Reo, Nagi, Isagi.

MASTERLIST is here.

!!Warnings: suggestive but nothing explicit, top reader(although it is not stated anywhere, it is implied), I was in my subtop phase so some of the characters are a bit dominant (Rin, Sae, Chigiri, Michael) but you can chalk it up to being bold on the phone, discussion of sex or sexting, but nothing happens, the reader is some kind of professional athlete (I didn't specify in which sport), use of 'whore' in Rin's part(in relation to you, and from Rin and from you yourself jokingly), Alexis is THE simp (not surprising).

[kitorin]

how they react when they catch you simping for a fictional character

pairings. shidou ryusei x gn!reader, itoshi rin x m!reader, mikage reo x gn!reader (separate)

contents. crack, smau, a sexual joke and a half (it's just ryusei being ryusei) shinonome akito slander (I'M SORRY I PROMISE I LOVE HIM BUT RIN DOESN'T), exposing my taste in men, written all in lowercase, spoilers for sounds of a summer event (project sekai)

a/n. i thought of this bc i questioned if i liked rin or akito more 😭, and sorry for rin's being so long since i had the most ideas for him :>. i also have no confidence with crack so please bear with me and it's my first smau

shidou ryusei - seong taehoon (how to fight / viral hit)

when he caught you gawking at the new viral hit chapter, taehoon specifically, he immediately joined you (as he should)

he straight up yelled "smash" at that one scene where taehoon's snacking and he's wearing a tight shirt so you can see all of his muscles

he begs you to re read the series with them, and now you two read each update every week together, fully engaged in the story and taehoon's abs

attempts to recreate all of taehoon's kicks (i headcanon that does taekwondo and has a black belt :>), proudly shows them off to you, with a huge grin on his face (please fawn over him too)

also extensively practices so he can show them off by incorporating them into soccer somehow (doesn't matter if it ain't practical he just wants to impress you), and if he ever has to use them on anyone making you uncomfortable

he probably has a folder in his gallery dedicated to every panel he loves (which is basically all) and recreates his absolute favs (with you as his photographer)

makes a lot of jokes about being in love with taehoon (so do you), but he'd stop them if they made you uncomfortable, and reassures you that a drawing can't compare to how sweet, amazing and perfect you are

honorable mentions to baek seongjun being his second favourite

wants you to do taekwondo as well cause now he has a thing for it after discovering taehoon

"i swear to god men who do taekwondo and can actually fight are so hot,"

"isn't that you?"

"... you don't agree with me...?"

"no you have a brilliant point"

itoshi rin - shinonome akito (project sekai)

during the sounds of a summer festival event you spent so much time glued to your phone, full combo-ing literally every hard, expert, and master song you possibly could, leveling up all character ranks, sacrifice countless of hours of sleep (if it's for akito it's very much worth it), and even contemplate spending money

you even tweeted about how badly you need him

rin notices the bags under your eyes, and the lack of sleep you had been getting, he's worried and when he asks you you're too focused on the event story to even register what he says, as you're on the brink of sobbing at young akito and ena

he observes as well, and immediately is jealous of how much of your attention this fictional character was receiving from you

as you're about to spend another few hours grinding, he stops you

"dumbass you need to sleep, and give your eyes a break"

"no i don't, i need summer festival akito,"

"who and what?"

soon you're rambling on how much akito's backstory and struggles already hurt, and how wholesome yet painful the event story was, with akito quitting soccer and ena encouraging him to give music a try, and it only nurtures rin's envy

"you're going to cry for a ginger guy who quit soccer and started his ambition because of his older sister? how lukewarm,"

"yes i am?? and he looked cute as a child and now he's a pretty boy with the best vocals. their event cards are beautiful too i need them. didn't you start soccer because of sae anyways?"

"tch"

"rin... are you jealous?"

"... no, i just don't get what you see in this idiot. i never quit soccer when it got hard and i know how to persevere, i don't give up, i don't experience despair when someone's better than me-"

"so you're jealous,"

"no"

"rin you always have and always will be my number 1. akito can't do anything you've done for me, and can't even compare to how pretty you are,"

"damn right,"

despite being salty, he still installs the game to read the stories, out of pure curiosity and wants to understand what kind of stuff you like

he ends up adoring ena and akito's relationship (the supportive part only ofc), as well as tsukasa and saki's (and secretly wishes sae was as affectionate as shizuku since she reminds him of sae in the past)

you do not shut up when you seem him struggle with hitorinbo envy on master

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID AKITO WAS LUKEWARM,"

"he is, i was just curious why you liked the stories so much,"

"YOU SPENT EVERY FREE CRYSTAL ON THE FIND A WAY OUT EVENT AND NOW GRINDING FOR MORE,"

"... i want his boyfriend"

"YOU READ THE MAIN STORY TOO ?! and you don't need touya you have me"

"THAT'S HOW I FELT ABOUT AKITO,"

"YOU FEEL INFERIOR TO A LUKEWARM GINGER?"

mikage reo - kang tae moo (business proposal)

he heard you squealing at a scene of tae moo getting flustered after sunghoon suggested his feelings for hari

he thought that you were having a heart attack and thought something was wrong

reo doesn't even need the show's context to be invested immediately, as he joins you and watches with great interest

after seeing you simp over tae moo, in secret, he binge watches the rest of the series in attempt to mimic any romantic scenes

full on posts the "do you know what my credit card and my love for y/n have in common? they simply have no limit" on his not very private twitter account, and it leaves you flustered by all the comments saying how lucky you are and their jealousy

deletes any comment revealing the source of that line (silently apologises to the writer(s) and credits ahn hyo seop for its brilliant execution)

little does he know nagi made a tweet exposing him

also recreates other cute scenes from the show, and starts looking for more kdramas to watch and recreate (still gets fully absorbed in the plot and dialogue)

innocently smiles when you realize he's just a kang tae moo copycat

"i didn't copy him i'm the inspiration behind him, rich, smart, pretty and utter perfection,"

"i can't deny the second part... i can't believe nagi's seen business proposal,"

"wait what?"

©kouyun : do not repost, plagiarize, change, or translate

[monkayemporor]

I’m obsessed, I can’t let go

Synopsis: POV you get one of those crazy girlfriends that manipulate you and basically take over your life and like-

WARNING: Yandere - Babytrapping - Implied/Referenced sex - Toxic relationship

Pairing: fem!Reo Mikage x Male Reader

It was scary, almost hypnotical of the control Reo Mikage had on everything. Her soccer, life, and you.

The flags were obvious. You should’ve noticed the way Reo had squirmed into your life, slowly placing herself in every corner of your mind, making sure you depended on her and only her. 

And you? You merely laughed at the idea of your girlfriend controlling your life. Even when you weren’t able to see your family because of Reo giving excuses on why you couldn’t. Even when her father’s company, Mikage Corporations, suddenly bought the place you worked at. Drastically changing your schedule and coincidentally making more time for the both of you.

Reo Mikage had successfully trapped you in a cage. A golden one, but a cage nonetheless. And you never noticed anything, falsely believing you still had control. 

So when your mother finally tracked you down and begged for you to leave the Mikage heir, you gave in.

Sitting down with Reo one evening, you tried to calmly break up with her. And at first the woman just acted calm. Nodding along to the words tumbling out of your mouth as her eyes drifted towards the way you’d nervously play with the napkin in your lap. Twisting and pulling on it while you avoided her gaze

And finally. When you were done. Sickening silence filled the room. 

Until Reo uncorked an expensive bottle of wine and poured you a generous cup.

“Let’s just have a toast then. This will be the last helot memory.”, she says softly, her eyes now focused on your face.

Feeling grateful that Reo had let you go, you happily accepted the crystal glass and drank. And as time passed, the two of you had finished two bottles of wine already.

But while you were drunk and slurring, unable to process your surroundings, Reo was just calm. And out of the blue, she suddenly suggested to having one last fuck.

In your drunken stupor, you simply slurred an answer, not knowing if it was a yes or no. But by the way Reo’s eyes had narrowed and she suddenly had you on the antique satin bed, it was surely consensual. Right? 

“Mmh, Reo…don’t forget a condom.”, you slurred, a bit of common sense left in you. A few moments passed and you started to worry. But then your lover popped back into the room. Opened condom package in one hand and a knowing smirk on her face as she helped you put it on.

She’d never tell you the fact that she had poked two holes into the protection.

And her plan worked. A couple of positive pregnancy tests later, and you were officially a father. Stuck with her forever. 

NOTES: oh yay. Reader’s stuck with Reo forever. What gender do you guys think the baby is?

[stffed]

promise me - yoichi isagi (prev. reo mikage) x male reader

warnings: comfort, angst (reo)

a/n: to that one commenter on reo’s post, alright bet (tried tagging you but it didn’t work lol)

you don’t understand why you got picked for the blue lock project at all: your skills were nowhere near as high level as reo’s or nagi’s. you only played football so you could hang out with reo more after he decided to spend all his time with nagi. somehow, someway, some higher being deemed you a great enough player to be part of the blue lock project.

at the first meeting, you saw reo. he was stood with nagi - all of his attention was focused on nagi. you wanted to walk over and be with him but you stopped yourself. this project meant you could show yourself - show reo what he was missing.

and so you became part of team z. it was a colourful team with an angry blonde who wanted to play sexy football, a ginger superhero with a mean left foot, and lemon. there was no sense of teamwork whatsoever for the first few matches in the round robin but that didn’t mean it wasn’t any less fun.

but there was also isagi.

the two of you clicked straight away. while bachira brought out the monster in isagi, you managed to round out his weaknesses. and he did the same for you. if he couldn’t score a goal, isagi knew that you would be able to do it. it was seamless teamwork which transferred off the pitch.

both of you trained together, ate together, your futons were placed next to each other. no one else in team z could deny that there was something going off between the two of you. the connection between you and isagi was magnetic. it was almost as if you were made for each other.

two strikers that brought out the best in each other.

isagi listened to you as you told him of your history with reo and nagi. he had bumped into them in the canteen before the team was told of the final match against team v. isgai saw how you tensed up seeing that they were the top two scorers in the stratum and he followed after you when you promptly walked out. he sat down with you in the training room and held your hand as you told him how reo ignored you for nagi despite your history with him.

“don’t think about them anymore,” said isagi. “you are your own person and i can say with confidence that you’re a better striker than both of them combined.”

you chuckled. “not hard for you to say, mr monster. you’ve not seen how reo controls nagi. the hold he has on him. i’m nothing to him.”

isagi held your hand tightly, rubbing comforting circles. he let you lean against him, let you use him to calm down.

“when we beat them,” he started, “promise me that you won’t think about them anymore - that you’ll only think of me.”

the confidence in his voice made you smile. you couldn’t explain why but it made you feel better. isagi always made you feel better. that was something reo could never do - he just left you to fester in your own emotions while he went off with nagi. isagi, however, let you talk and did what he could to make you feel better, as you did with him.

“guess we better not lose then.” you stood up, isagi following after you. he smiled widely. both of you headed back to the team room.

you held each other’s hand tightly, not separating until you needed to.

the day of the final match came. you and isagi stood side by side, opposite reo and nagi.

reo could only stare at you with wide eyes as you breezed past him, focusing only on isagi. he tried to talk to you, tried to get a word out at least, but he couldn’t. his heart clenched as did his fist.

after starting blue lock, reo realised how much he missed you - how much he needed you. he swore that when he next saw you, he would apologise and do whatever he could to win you back. but seeing your smile directed at isagi made him realise that there was nothing he could do.

he had already lost you.

[romantic-disarray]

.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜

“—Where the fuck is it?” Your boyfriend frantically searched everywhere for the sleeping bag he swore he packed.

You laughed, trying to calm him down—although you've been doing that for 5-10 minutes already—you found no choice in giving up. “Reo, it's okay.” You pat his back, lightly kissing his cheek when he groaned aloud, hanging his head low in between his knees.

“Sorry, I guess I was too excited to notice.” He gave you an apologetic smile. Reo had been planning this camping trip since the moment he came back, finding it to be the most efficient way of spending alone time with you.

You chuckled, jerking your head to the tent, non-verbally suggesting that the two of you should get some shut eye. “We can just share my sleeping bag, hopefully it fits the two of us.”

It, in fact, did not fit the two of you. You grumbled, moving your knees up from the stiff position and accidentally kicked Reo in the balls. He groaned loudly, eyes squinting in pain. “That was my nuts, dickhead.” You laughed, involuntarily moving a lot because of it, which caused Reo to wiggle in the tight space, often kicking you on purpose.

The two of you kept going at it, 'accidentally' hitting each other either in the nuts, or in the face. In the end, Reo suddenly gave you a tight hug and pulled you over to lay on top of him. Your eyes widened, the small room only giving you an inch of space from his lips.

Reo grinned, pulling you closer to him. “Now that's a lot better.” He murmured, tiredly staring up at you while you breathlessly stared back. God, even in the dark, Reo still managed to look so beautiful. You smiled softly, kissing Reo's lips before you laid your head on his shoulder.

“Sorry for kicking your nuts.” You chortled, inhaling his scent from within the sleeping bag. Reo chuckled, the vibrations of his laughter sending a wave of shivers down your spine, “And I'm sorry for calling you a dickhead, Love.” You accidentally slapped his chest out of embarrassment, Reo could only groan for the nth time that evening. You slowly pulled away from his shoulder, “Sorry, out of impulse.”

.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜

[atsullia]

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍

Pairing(s): Reo Mikage x male!reader

Author Note: woah, my first male reader fic since Idk uh July 2022. Damn that's a long ass time ago. The fic more shows Reo pov than the reader. I feel like this fic might flop despite working hours on it.

Summary: Reo fell in love with a boy. And that boy was you. Apparently, he wanted to be more than just friends, but what about you?

Warning(s): Angst? Swearing. Reader is a male, which was already stated on the pairing. Idk what else to put.

The sound of the bell ringing filled the hallway with its noise, making students stop what they were doing and make their way to class. As you headed to class with your friends, you waved goodbye to Reo, a good friend of yours.

The smile on Reo's face turned into a frown as he watched you walk away with your friends, seeing how happy you were with people who weren't him. 'Fuck- why am I even sulking..? We're not even together.' The purple-haired boy thought to himself. He felt a sense of dread, seeing you disappear from his sight. You two weren't even together, which made Reo feel more frustrated about himself.

As he walked to class, his mind was filled with thoughts about you, a boy he had fallen in love with. Seeing you with other people, how you would smile towards them, he felt jealous but knew he didn't have the right to be jealous.

"He only sees me as his friend..." Reo sighed as he sat down in his chair, waiting for the teacher. You plagued his mind to the point that he couldn't focus in class. Reo cursed you in his mind, 'Stupid [Name].. his stupid face.. and his stupid smile..', but no matter how hard he tried, his feelings for you never faded－ if anything, his love for you deepened. He really looked like an idiot, sulking over somebody he thought he'd never get. No, he knows he will never get...

He doesn't know how it happened. He was admiring you from afar when suddenly he found himself in front of you. It's something about the smile you give him that melts his heart. It was obvious he had fallen in love with youー he could listen to you for hours without getting bored.

The way you hold his hand whenever you two hang out always makes his heart skip a beat.

Reo chuckles softly as he walks with you, holding your hand, not wanting to let it go. He looks at you and smiles playfully. "Y'know, I love your eyes," he commented, wanting to tease you a bit. "Can I have them?"

You couldn't help but snort a laughter at that, seeing how Reo smiled in a playful manner as he said something corny. "Pfft- of course not," you scoffed and nudged his side, looking at him with a smirk, "but your kids can."

Reo blushed as he didn't know what you meant by thatー like, huh? Kids?! He felt his heart getting faster as you said that. The sound of your laughter cut his thoughts as you nudged him, "Chill dude- I was just kidding." Oh.. you were just joking around, huh... should have guessed that...

Reo sighed, rolling his eyes at you as he pouted. Both Reo and you liked to tease each other, which Reo knew well, but he hoped there was something, wanting the teasing to have a deeper meaning.

It frustrates him so much because you gave him so many mixed signals. It was impossible for him to stay mad at you... not when your laugh gave him so much joy and serotonin.

"Ack-!" Reo yelped as he felt cold hands on his face. He looked at you, the perpetrator.

Your cheeky grin, the way you stared at him with your cold hands cupping his face, "You're pretty Reo... like really pretty."

Reo felt his face warm up from your words. Although he knew your words were sincere, he also knew they were expressed more in a platonic way.

But right now, he could only dream of being with you. Seeing you smile like this, how you would stare at him with a happy expression and cupping his face. He felt his heart beating fasterー he wanted this moment to never end.

Talking to each other every night until either you or Reo becomes tired, eating ice cream together on the street, feeding stray cats, holding hands...

"But in the end..." Reo sighed as he texted you good night and turned off his phone. "I'm just a friend... because I'm not even special to you..."

...

"That's why... I won't sulk anymore. We're not even together, so what's the point..." Reo clenched his fist tightly, his lips trembling as he held his tears back. "I won't get jealous anymore since I'm just a friend anyway..."

He doesn't want to sulk anymore, not wanting to be stupid. Staring at you from afar with a dejected expression, feeling his heart shattered as he watched you with her.

How you smiled at her, holding both of her hands, laughing over something... just like you did with him. But there was something different between him and her... he was just a friend to you and nothing more.

She was flawless, her well-brushed hair, gentle eyes and how she made you smile, and the most significant part was, she was a girl unlike Reo... there's no way he could compete with her. Regardless of how painful it may be, he had a feeling from the beginning that you were straight and wouldn't love a boy like him.

He won't get jealous anymore, even though he loves you...

'Kahit mahal kita... gago.' (Even though I love you, stupid <3)

[kyannae]

valentines，↷ mikage reo.

summary: both parties are completely oblivious about their love for each other. when reo rants about hating valentines, y/n decides to back off…or did they? (gn!reader)

category: fluff, maybe a sprinkle of angst w reo’s rant???

warnings: gn!reader, oblivious ppl, ooc characters? reo ranting, idk what else i don’t think there anything more

a/n: HELLPPO i love blue lock sm, but its my first time so sorry if they’re ooc! hope you guys enjoy HAHA, a lil valentines day month special

reo never liked valentines day. was it the constant pestering of students to accept their gifts and for him to be their valentines? was it the knowledge that they were just after his money and fame?

every time during valentines day, he would either reject or throw away gifts offered to him by others. he didn’t want his partner to just use him for their own benefit, after all.

“ahh…really? they stuffed gifts in your locker again?” you chuckled, eating some of your food as you listened to reo rant.

yes, today was the fated valentines day. the both of you, and nagi, escaped to the rooftop to avoid the students swarming towards reo to ask him to be their valentines.

nagi was beside you all, mindlessly playing his games.

“yes, and i hate it.” reo grit his teeth, while your eyes widened. “h-huh…why?” you asked, giving him a small smile of comfort.

“because i know that they’re all using me for my money, or my fame.” he clenched and unclenched his fist, looking up at the sky. “i want someone to see me for who i am.” he looked directly in your eyes, maintaning eye contact till nagi spoke.

“ugh, what a pain. you dumbass, y/n literally-“ clasping a hand over nagi’s mouth before he could talk any further, you gave reo another smile. “ah, i see. must be pretty bad for you, huh?”

reo nodded his head, and your grip on the box of chocolates hidden behind you tightened.

soon enough, the day came to an end. sighing and running a hand through his hair, reo sighed once again in disappointment. taking out the expensive box of chocolates which he meant to give to you but chickened out, he smiled sadly at the unopened brand new box.

he wanted you to be his valentines, because he could tell that when he offered for you to be friends with him, you didn’t want his money, nor his fame. you liked his personality, his jokes, playing soccer together with him and nagi- even though you sucked ass.

but, guess lady luck wasn’t on his side this time.

reo rummaged through his bag, but then stopped at the sight of a box of chocolates. taking it out, he raised a brow- recalling he either threw or refused all goods offered to him.

but that was when he read the post-it note pasted on the box.

‘hi, it’s me mario y/n. wanted to give this to you during recess, but after i heard what you said, i changed my mind. so i snuck it into your bag! hopefully you didn’t throw them away, they’re homemade bro, even asked my mom for help 😭‘

blinking his eyes in surprise, he continued reading.

‘i like you. not your money, not your fame, but you. you, mikage reo. your laugh, your personality, your smile. if you reject this, it’s ok! let’s just remain as friends, then.’

why would he ever reject this?

‘will you be my valentines, mikage reo?’

grabbing his own box of expensive chocolates, he quickly ran out of his house and got onto his bike- ignoring his butlers and maids yells of “young sire, wait!”. riding off into the direction of your home with a grin on his face and his box of chocolates in hand,

he was going to make you his.

© kyannae

[boolittlebean]

POSER | blue lock v! x gn! reader

chapter 2: lucky

      Ever since you were little, you felt as if you were lucky. You were born into a supportive family and stayed an only child throughout your life. People seemed to flock around you, all interested in what you could do or what you wanted to do. It was annoying. As you grew older, your perspective of the world changed from pretty pink rainbows to gloomy gray clouds.  The masks people wore began to melt off and their true expressions were revealed. It was disgusting. No one really cared for your own health or well-being; they only wanted you for one thing: your talent.

        When you were young, you loved to explore and try new things--you know, like a normal child would--and your parents discovered your uncanny ability to adapt to a scenario extremely quickly and come out on top of everyone else. When you were four, you defeated a retired professional chess player in the span of fifteen minutes.

        ("Checkmate." You remember calling as you lined up your queen across from his king. The man had stared at you, bewildered by your skill.)

        When you were five, you picked up a new hobby: sports. It was thrilling--the feeling of sweat pouring down your skin as you pushed yourself to break your limits. You lived for the adrenaline of a game, for the thrill of defeating your opponent. You loved it. You loved it until you didn't.

        When you were five, the new hobby you picked up lost its vibrant color quickly. Your adrenaline was replaced with boredom, and your desire to play was replaced with a hunger for the thrill you once had. You lost interest quickly, and why would you put effort into things you didn't have an interest in? 

        When you were five, you discovered that no one could beat you. No matter what you did, you were better. Maybe it was your ability to adapt quickly and understand what the concept of something was in a matter of seconds, or was it your amazing skills when it came to anything athletic? You didn't care, but others did. 

        They called it talent. You called it luck.

        They called you a prodigy, but all you could think of yourself as was a poser.

...

                The ball bounced off your head and onto the floor, right in front of your feet. What the heck? 

        The screen made a noise, and everyone paused to look at the screen. A mini version of you had popped onto the screen along with 'your' name, Kankucho [best friend]. Despite the current situation, the only thing running through your head was 'dang, do I really look that ugly?'. You shuffled a bit, placing your right foot on top of the football, rolling it back and forth under your bare foot. 

        "Prepare, and attack. This isn't your average game of 'tag'." Ego announced. You observed everyone around you--everyone was staring at you warily, watching you for any sudden movements you might make. Dribbling the ball forward a bit, you stood in the center of everyone. Normally, you'd just wait until the timer ran out and head home, but you knew you couldn't. Your first reason was simple, [best friend] would beat you up, and your second reason--well, honestly, you didn't really have a second reason. Now that you thought about it, it was kind of disappointing.

        You hummed to yourself, closing your eyes before you opened them, grinning maliciously. "Who's going to be my target today?" As you said this, you took a few steps back before you began running towards the ball. Right before your [right/left] foot made contact with the ball, you swooped it around the front, rotating your body slightly before you used the back of your heel to hit the ball backwards. 

        An 'oof' sounded from behind you, and you smirked. The screen pinged, notifying everyone that someone else was now 'it'. You stepped back from the ruckus made by everyone else and sat down in the back corner of the room, watching as people scrambled around. Wow, I really hope there are better players in Blue Lock than the ones in this room. You sighed, staring disappointedly. You were already bored, which wasn't really surprising, but a kid could hope. 

        After a series of kicks, dodges, and "epic football moves", no progress was made. The timer read thirty seconds, and you watched as the ball rolled into an open area of the room. You wondered for a second, was anyone going to do--your eyes widened in surprise when a blur of black sped past your eyes, and before you could process it, the screen name changed to Itoshi Rin. Apparently, his name was popular as chorus of shouts rose up as a reaction.

        "Itoshi? Like, Itoshi Sae?"

        "No way! Could he be related to Itoshi Sae?"

        "That must be so cool, having a football star as your brother!"

        The person to state the last exclamation had no time to react before he was slammed in the face with the football. Immediately after, a beep resounded through the room, indicating that the boy was disqualified from Blue Lock. A cold voice filled the room.

        "Don't ever relate me to my disgusting brother." The boy, Rin, glared. "I don't have time for any of your lukewarm fanboy behavior or your crappy skills. I'm here for one thing only, to defeat my brother in the U-20 World Cup." 

        You stared at him for a few seconds before blanking. Lukewarm? The heck's up with him? You shifted around, not caring enough to actually acknowledge him, before a realization hit you.  Wait, I didn't know I was going to have to play in the World Cup?

...

        You officially hated testing. You sprinted on the treadmill, sweating buckets. It had been a few days since the beginning of Blue Lock, and you were already regretting your life decisions. You glanced to your left, watching as your new acquaintance's hair flowed behind him while he sprinted. You had recently befriended Jyubei Aryu, who had approached you, asking about your hair care routine. At first you found his idea of conversation starters strange, but quickly adapted when you realized this might be an easy chance at making a friend. After you had told him what hair products you used--you were pretty lucky to have remembered--you quickly became friends. 

        The other boy you had met was Aoshi Tokimitsu, and wow, he was one nervous cinnamon roll. You slightly felt bad for him when he couldn't stop stuttering when he first talked to you, but he eased up after a couple of days. Anyways, the question at hand was why does the lukewarm brother-complex boy keep staring at you? 

        He's still staring, you observed as you completed the jumping test. It was quite awkward when he moved next to you to complete the jumping test. It got to a point where you couldn't take it anymore, and your eye twitched as you whipped your head to look at him. 

        "Why are you staring at me?" You huffed, your eyes narrowing to slits. 

        "I'm wondering how someone as lukewarm as you could have possibly been invited to participate in this program." He responded curtly, glaring at you. You stared at him for a few seconds, the wheels in your brain turning slowly as you processed what he said. 

        "That's it?" You blandly asked, and he nodded, oblivious to your attitude.

        "That's it."

        After completing your test, you turned around and walked away. You couldn't deal with this right now, especially not while you were hungry.

...

        You walked into the lunchroom, surprised at the amount of people you saw. Scanning your tag on the food dispenser, you collected your food and walked to an empty table. Normally, you'd go sit with Aryu and Tokimitsu, but right now you weren't feeling the whole 'interacting with people' vibe. Also, you couldn't find them.

        You quietly ate your food in peace, savoring the taste. You could practically hear your stomach thanking you for the food after all of that rigorous training. You munched quickly, trying to eat as much as you could while also trying to avoid eating it all so quickly. Everything was going great until a tray was placed right next to yours and someone pulled out the chair, sitting down next to you. 

        "Eh? Nagi? Why are you sitting over there?" 

        Seriously?

[all rights reserved to boolittlebean/bxbblebxba/theultimatebean]

[sailorstar9]

When Dealing With An Unreasonable Contractor...

F/N was the third generation of a sweets shop; the Raku-ame was once a Japanese-style sweets shop under her grandfather. However, after F/N's father graduated from the famous culinary institute in Portland, the Raku-ame became a store that made both Japanese and Western-style confectionery. The shop had many regular customers because it offered original branding and full-order packaging.

“I want 20 boxes of doriyaki with our logo.” a long-time customer placed their order.

“I want 30 boxes of assorted Western sweets for year-end gifts.” a middle-aged housewife ordered.

“Thank you very much for your patronage.” F/N bade the customers farewell after each sale.

The business was thriving, with orders constantly coming in.

As the third heir to Raku-ame, F/N was put in charge of the storefront; the clients loved her as a surrogate granddaughter.

But, there was one company that was a pain: Wide Wedding. It's the largest wedding hall in the prefecture, taking orders for wedding cakes and sweets, as well as pastries that were served at the cafe nearly every day. The Raku-ame was also asked to make sweets to serve at the dessert buffet during the reception.

F/N had known Wide Wedding since her father's generation; the person-in-charge in the beginning was mild-mannered and soft-spoken, generally a good person who took Raku-ame's convenience into consideration. But, after the predecessor retired, things started to go wrong. Ikeda, who was newly put in charge, was a man who looked down on the Raku-ame workers, calling them 'subcontractors'. Ikeda, who was the son of the director, had been acting arrogantly and F/N and her father father did not have a good impression on him. Since Ikeda was put in charge of business dealings, it made things difficult as he would often demand a lot of unreasonable things.

“I received an order to put an original branding on a drawstring.” Ikeda slammed a piece of paper with a design on it onto the Raku-ame's front counter. “Use this design.”

“This is for next next week's wedding, right?” F/N gave the wall calendar a quick glance. “It might be a little difficult...”

“You're a subcontractor and you're talking back?” Ikeda fumed.

“We'd need a special mould for the branding and it'll take at least a week for that specific mould to be made by a craftsman.” F/N argued.

“Then, why don't you just get on with it?” Ikeda fired back. “I asked you to do it, now you guys adjust it and make it work. Don't think just because you're cute I'd cut you any slack. I should warn you, my client is a well-known blogger. So, if you offend them, you'd never know what they might write on their blogs. My company's creditability is at stake. Make sure you brand it with this design. If you don't do as you're told, I'll cancel the contract. If we cut you off, it would be a huge blow to your business, wouldn't it? Then do it.”

Left with no choice, F/N's father had to ask the craftsman to make the mould on a super-express basis, managing to the delivery date.

After that, Ikeda continued to impose even more reckless demands.

“I'm going to ask for additional gifts.” Ikeda returned to Raku-ame once again.

“How many?” F/N asked, taking out a notepad.

“A hundred.” Ikeda replied. “They said they wanted to distribute them to clients who will not be attending. Get on with it.”

“When is the delivery date?” F/N asked.

“It's a weekend wedding, so two days.” Ikeda answered. “If you refuse, I'll ask another sweet shop to do it for me. I won't use your place from now on, if you're okay with it...”

“I understand.” F/N sighed. “We will make it on time.”

F/N's father and the other employees were angry, but knew that if they lost the contract with Wide Wedding,their sales will drop dramatically. So, they persevered and worked overtime and managed to meet the delivery deadline.

“If you can do it, don't say it's impossible from the beginning.” Ikeda scoffed at the delivery person.

After that, Ikeda kept asking for a change of the wedding cake's design at no additional costs, saying 'The customer's request has changed'. He even started to interfere with the ingredients, insisting 'Keep the price the same, but use better ingredients'.

As expected, F/N and her father were running out of patience; no matter how big the client was, there were boundaries that must be kept. After a family meeting, it was decided that they should renegotiate their contract with Wide Weddings.

“The weekend gifts; they were all cancelled.” Ikeda informed one day before the wedding, shrugging. “A client had a falling out. The wedding was cancelled.”

“We've already finished the products and there's only the wrapping left.” F/N protested. “If you cancel at this point, we'll have to charge you a cancellation fee.”

“Who cares about that?” Ikeda snorted. “I'm also in a rush because of a sudden cancellation, so don't bother me anymore.”

“That's not going to happen.” F/N stood her ground. “The cancellation fee is written in the contract. You get the cancellation fee from the customer. You can at least pay us the cancellation fee from there.”

“Shut up.” Ikeda barked. “I'm on the edge of my seat because of a disgusting customer. I've placed many orders from you. Stop making a big deal out of one cancellation. If you keep talking back to me, all future transactions are off the table. Now cancel the order.”

“I understand.” F/N gave Ikeda a calm smile. “If you insist that much, we have no choice. We cannot do business with anyone who does not pay the cancellation fee. We will not do any business with you in the future.”

“Do you know what you are saying?” Ikeda was puzzled. “If that's what you want, fine. I'll report your rudeness to my superiors and all business with you is off the table. You're going to pay for this. It's too late for regrets.” he spat out and left.

F/N knew Ikeda probably blew the whistle to either his boss or his father, saying that Raku-ame was to blame for everything. That month ended Raku-ame's contract with Wide Wedding and the reason F/N and her family wasn't panicking was because...

“You look stressed.” Chigiri entered the Raku-ame, bringing the Blue Lock contenders along with him.

“Hyoma...” F/N blinked at the redhead's surprise visit.

“Ikeda giving you trouble?” Chigiri guessed.

“What was your first clue?” F/N sighed.

“Take a break.” Chigiri planted a quick kiss on F/N's fringe. “I'll take over from here.”

“Say, F/N.” Mikage Reo addressed the Raku-ame heiress after everyone's purchases were packaged. “Chigiri mentioned your shop is the most reputable, long-established sweets shop in Kagoshima and the Mikage Corporation is looking to expand into Kagoshima. We intend to build a wedding hall here, therefore we're making the first move and inviting you as a full-time staff member.”

“Let me call my father out.” F/N retreated back and got her father out.

And with that, Reo made his pitch to F/N's father, with F/N's father handling the final contract signing weeks later.

[chigirims]

02 !boyfriend reo¡ will go on a date w you (he asked you after repeating what he was going to say to you in front of his mirror.) and everything you will watch too long, he will come back the next day to buy them and the same day you will receive a package of everything he has bought in front of your door.

[syntax-jelly]

"That's Certain!" m.reo

; in which you encourage your friend, reo, that he will win the world cup!

this is my first post here in Tumblr that's about blue lock characters, i hope you guys enjoy this :]]

warning(s): grammatical errors might be present (english is not my first language), nothing much, maybe ooc reo for this one :]]

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"so, are you going to attend that special training thing?" reo picks up the envelope and glanced over you "you mean this? yeah, 'was planning to join in with nagi. though, it looks kinda sketchy" he placed it back down on his drawer and turned his full attention towards you.

" 'that so? i think it'll be a great opportunity for you.. you like soccer right?" he hummed, eyeing every move you make as you were laying on his bed as if its yours "well, im going to test out me and nagi's soccer in this training camp. don't get me wrong, im already quite confident that we're the best as what we currently are"

he walked over to where you're at and sat on the side of the bed "my parents told me to give up on soccer." he frowned "they want me to be the heir of their company and give up on my dreams." 

even though your back was facing reo, you can feel that he's upset. it was sort of rare for him to actually work hard to get what he wants.

since you guys were little, reo gets whatever he wants with a snap of a finger. he has been always served on a silver plate, so when his parents denied his desire to win the world cup, it made him upset. with this information in mind, you hummed

"you haven't answered me, reo" he glanced at his shoulders "huh?"

"you like soccer, right?" reo nodded, even though you can't see him

"then that settles it, you go to that training camp and come back with the world cup trophy in your hands" you stretched your arms and laid on your stomach "who cares what everyone says? you liking soccer should be enough to ensure your victory of getting that trophy!" you shifted comfortably on the bed, getting sleepy because of how soft it is.

"you'll win the world cup, That's Certain!" 

the room fell silence. it wasn't an uncomfortable silence, no. it was more of a calming silence if you put it that way. reo stared at the back of your head, eyes growing wide as he heard your little encouraging speech.

he grabbed on your shoulder and rolled you over until you were facing him

"reo?" you tiredly stared at his purple orbs, shoulder touching his hip as he looks at you.

"you really have an impact on me" he slowly smiled at you, placing a hand on your head to play with your hair. confused, you wondered why your body reacted weirdly because of this, you feel so warm and fuzzy under his oddly satisfying touch.

" 'better stay adorable once i get back from this training, okay?" was the last thing you heard before dozing off

[milaisreading]

While I am finishing writing the Caged fanfic u all voted Kaiser for... Pick a character for my male reader fanfic

Summary: Male reader struggling with his sexuality after a particularly hard break up (Ik it's cliche, but I figured it might be a good start)

[kitorin]

kouyun's 300+ event !

First off, I want to say thank you so much to everyone for all the support (I always reread comments and reblogs I love them all), especially for Our Spring <3 I hit 300 the other day and as of now I'm at 366 and I really appreciate everyone ♡( ◡‿◡ ).

fandoms : blue lock, project sekai

song fics

Send in 1-3 songs + a character, if specifics are wanted provide a genre (just note it might take more time and be a lot harder)

Songs can be any language, but if I can't find lyric translations or I'm not fluent in them (I only speak English and Japanese) I'll either just wing it and try to do it based off the music and the vibe I get.

Fics will be written based off however I interpret the song (or whatever google says if I'm stuck) so I apologise beforehand if I end up writing something completely different from expected.

matchups

Send in your MBTI, preferences / what you're looking for in a partner, interests, personality traits, and a characteristic you find important.

^^ if it's not there and you think it's important for a match up go ahead and add it in too

If it matters to you, specify whether you want a female / male match

You can request for both fandoms and both genders if you'd like (wouldn't really work with blue lock lol)

I won't be doing the whole appearance thing because for the love of god I just can't pair people up based on how they look (I DON'T GET HOW PEOPLE DO IT IT'S SO HARD??)

feel free to ask any questions if needed :)

[monkayemporor]

I want to try smut again 🤡

[stffed]

another day - reo mikage x gn reader

warnings: short, angst

reo mikage had everything he wanted. and you were starting to realise that he didn’t want you.

“hey, reo,” you walked over to him. classes had ended for the day and it had been a while since you had spent some time with him. “do you want to go to the arcade? or even to a cafe? there’s this new one that opened not too far-”

“sorry, but i’ve got practice with nagi later,” said reo. he put his books away and stood up. “maybe another day, alright?” and he left the classroom.

you clenched your fist. he didn’t even look at you.

for weeks it had been excuses of practice with nagi, looking after nagi, hanging out with nagi. nagi, nagi, nagi. you were sick of it. you had been apart of reo’s life years before nagi but within the span of weeks you were being replaced by him.

you rubbed your eyes with your hands, ignoring the wetness on them. maybe reo would be free on another day.