#nagi au

[sky-casino]

caught up in his web: spiderman! & dark!nagi au

pairing: spiderman!nagi seishiro & dark!nagi x fem!reader genre: fluff, angst, darkness-inside-of-you-manifested kinda thing, some action ig wc: 5,800+ a/n: hello! this piece is a collaboration between me and @vviridescent we found this beautiful nagi fanart which sparked our inspiration to write this fic. it also has some influences from Sam Raimi & Tobey Maguire's Spiderman 3. hope you enjoy!🙂

Lately, there’s been a relentless buzz about your neighbourhood’s superhero– Spiderman– as he calls himself. He dons a mask and a red-and-blue tight suit with black webbings all over, and he maneuvers through the city using his web that comes out of his wrists.

He’s the talk of the town because not only does he look cool, he perfectly saves everyone who needs his help. Children, women, men, the elderly. You name it, he saves them from accidents, criminals, and all kinds of dangers lurking in the city.

But no one knows who the person is behind the mask. There have been endless speculations and theories on social media, TV, and newspapers. But no one seems to arrive at a conclusion without any solid evidence. No one knows the boy behind the Spiderman persona. No one except you.

Spiderman is none other than Nagi Seishiro– your classmate, your childhood best friend and most importantly, your boyfriend. His alter ego is a secret shared between just the two of you.

It all started when Nagi suddenly knocked rapidly at your window one night. You instantly jolted from where you sat on your bed, heart racing as a sense of urgency and panic in Nagi’s knock seeped through the glass.

“What happened?” You asked, right after pulling up the window. A look of concern etched across your face. The worry in your eyes seemed to mirror his uneasiness.

Nagi was sweating profusely and replied in a weak voice, “I got bit by a weird-looking spider.” He held onto the window sill with trembling hands.

“Let’s go to the hospital.” You insisted as you gently held his hands, examining him and the bite on his hand. If a spider bite was making him this sick, you were worried that it might escalate and get worse if there was no medical attention provided to him.

Nagi shook his head. “No… I just need to rest. I feel cold. It’s just a fever.”

“Nagi-” You started to protest but were cut off by him.

“Please. I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

Not in the mood to argue with him considering the state he was in, you reluctantly obliged and let him rest on your bed, nursing him throughout the night to the best of your ability.

The next morning, Nagi felt perfectly fine. Too perfect, actually.

When he had awoken from his slumber, his gaze fell upon you, sleeping soundly next to him. Not wanting to disturb your rest, he slowly got out of bed and examined himself in the mirror because he was feeling a bit too well-rested for someone who just had a fever the prior night.

He already had a good-looking and fit body, as expected from an athlete. But he was stunned to see that his torso and arms were even more chiseled than before. He was feeling perfectly healthy. His brows furrowed in confusion, trying to make sense of the change.

You woke up with a jolt when you felt that his presence was not beside you, but he excitedly called your name before you could even fully sit up from your bed.

“Y/N! Look!”

You turned your head to him and saw him without a shirt, flexing his muscles.Your concerns instantly turned into confusion.

“Nagi? What the hell? Why are you shirtless?” You stood up and grabbed a shirt– his shirt that he had left behind previously– from the closet nearby. “You’re gonna feel cold! Here, wear thi-”

“Look! I got buffer, for some reason.” Nagi exclaimed.

You narrowed your eyes and took a good look at your boyfriend this time and after a few seconds, you finally saw what he was talking about. It wasn’t a drastic change, but it was subtle enough to notice upon closer scrutiny.

“Huh? Wow…” was all you could say in surprise.

Throughout the next few weeks, Nagi discovered more changes happening to him and confided in you every single one of them. It was surreal–and yet exciting–when you suddenly found yourself watching him practice his spider skills a month after that night. Using his web to move from one place to another, crawling on walls that gradually got higher and higher, effortlessly punching things that flew meters away. You thought superheroes only existed in comic books and mangas, but here you are watching a fledgling one, and it’s none other than your very own boyfriend.

Once he felt well-practiced and proficient enough in his new otherworldly skills, he admitted to you that he wanted to use his powers for a noble cause– to make your surroundings a better and safer place.

“I hear you, and that would be amazing. But I can’t help but worry, Nagi. I think it’s going to be dangerous.” You folded your arms and frowned slightly, your voice laced with concern.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. I can handle it. I can handle everything: school, soccer, being Spiderman.” He reassured you with a smile. You can see the determination in his eyes, and you knew it would be fruitless to try to persuade him out of it. A part of you was also proud that your boyfriend wanted to make a positive impact using his powers.

“Spiderman?” You chuckled, amused at the name. “Is that your superhero name?”

“Yeah. Why?” He replied in a deadpan tone.

You chuckled. “Nothing. It’s cute.”

You take a few minutes to ponder on your next response.

“Okay. I trust you. But on one condition.” You stop walking to turn to him, bringing a more serious atmosphere between the two of you.

“You have to stop, or at least take a break, from this vigilante work once I see that it’s dangerous and you’re struggling to juggle everything. Okay? Promise me, Nagi.”

Instead of replying, he hugged you right after you finished. “Thank you, Y/N. I promise.”

You ruffle his hair after he lets go of the hug.

“Good boy. Now let’s go have your favorite lemon tea and some takoyaki.” You smiled at him

“I love you.” Nagi whispered, hugging you sideways as the two of you continued to walk. Somehow, you felt that it would be alright.

It’s been almost a year since Nagi began his part-time career as your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman. You are relieved because so far, everything has been smooth.

Nagi has not sustained any major injuries and has been able to balance school, soccer, and being Spiderman perfectly, as he said he would. And of course, his identity is still kept under the covers.

But everything was about to change when a tiny piece of meteorite containing a symbiote fell down on a spot where you and Nagi were spending time together that fateful night. Neither of you noticed it because of its small size. Unbeknownst to either of you, it sneakily latched itself onto Nagi’s bike when the two of you left the place.

Over the next few weeks, you started to observe some disappointing changes in Nagi’s personality and behaviour. He had become increasingly rude to not only you but also to others, including the teachers and his coach.

He despised studying and absolutely refused to do it when you invited him to your regular study sessions. On the soccer field, he started hogging the ball and fighting with his teammates. When reprimanded by the coach for his behaviour, he stormed out of soccer practice before it ended and eventually stopped attending it, which made Reo angry and disappointed.

He still donned the Spiderman suit to save people, but conflicting emotions swirled within you. You can’t deny that his once noble pursuit has become a toxic habit as he had begun using his superhero duty as an escape from his actual responsibilities: your relationship, his studies, people who cared for him and soccer.

Whenever you or Reo tried to reach out and talk to him about what’s going on, he would dismiss both of your concerns, walking out and going wherever he wants, stating that he has “something more important to do.” Reo has no clue what it means, but you do.

You found it extremely frustrating to not be able to get a hold of Nagi. For the first time, you felt him drifting away from you, and you couldn’t reach him. It hurts to see him slip away and be unable to bridge this growing gap between you and Nagi.

One fateful night, Nagi struggled to get home as he was feeling heavily delirious. Thinking it was just fatigue and fever, he decided to sleep it off, hoping that a good night's rest would make him feel refreshed. In his dream, he saw blurry visions of a glossy black substance that resembles a slime oozing out of his skin, and forming another… Nagi. A clear doppelganger of himself. Though, this counterpart has a sinister aura, bore a devious look on his face, has black hair, and instead of the usual Spiderman suit, this Nagi was clad in black. It didn’t seem like the friendly neighborhood Spiderman Nagi was. The counterpart then vanished in whips of smoke and the dream ended there.

Nagi woke up with a severe crushing migraine and body aches throughout his whole body. Even the simple act of just sitting up on his bed was a labour. He wasn’t sure what time of the day it was, or what even day it was. Fortunately, you walked into his room just in the nick of time. Your presence brought him a glimmer of relief.

“Baby?” He murmurs in a groggy and tired voice.

You quickly took a seat at the edge of the bed. “Nagi… you’re finally awake.” You replied, feeling a mix of relief and concern.

“Finally?” He asked, his brows furrowed in confusion

“You’ve been asleep for three days. Your fever won’t go down until just a few hours ago.” You explained.

“Oh… three days? Wow.” He says, trying to comprehend how fast time had flown and what exactly happened.

“Yes, three days…” You sniffle, startling Nagi and making him look at you right away.“And for the first day of those three days, you weren’t answering my calls and texts. I reached out to you like a hundred times. I was so worried!” You sobbed, spilling over all your bottled-up emotions.

“Oh no. Baby, please don’t cry-” Nagi’s concerns for you deepens.

“Also, it’s like I don’t know you anymore. What happened? Why did you change in just a short amount of time?” You finally look him in the eye, it feels like ages since the last time you were able to do that.

“I.. I don’t know. My mind was just all over the place, I think? I felt… detached. From everyone, from everything.” Nagi struggles to explain, as he himself doesn’t know exactly.

“That’s not an excuse, though.” You frowned. “You hurt me, and others too. I had to constantly apologize to them in your place because I couldn’t bear other people hating you, or talking bad about you.”

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, baby. I promise, I’ll make it up to you and to everyone. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.” Nagi pleads, on the verge of tears as he wraps you in an embrace. He has never felt this guilty and distraught ever in his life. You’re the only one who has this effect on him.

“But are you okay now? Is your mind clear? Do you not feel detached anymore like you were saying earlier? You can’t promise things if you can’t deliv-”

“Yes! I’m okay now. Really. I mean, my body is in pain but for some reason, I feel better, lighter. It’s like nothing’s weighing me down anymore.” Nagi assures you.

“We promised to tell each other everything. Why didn’t you?” You cried into his chest, feeling a sense of betrayal.

“Yes, I know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He repeated his apologies, accompanied by gentle caresses on your head to soothe you.

It started out a bit slow at first–with Nagi making reparations and sincerely apologizing to the people he had disrespected–but he eventually came back to his former self. Fortunately, he had always been well-loved and popular among everyone in the school, so it was not very difficult for people to forgive and forget. His genuine efforts to mend and rectify his mistakes worked.

It seemed as if fate had worked its magic and everything seemed as if it was back to normal. Though you should have known that fate always had other plans and something was bound to happen yet again.

While on a date with Nagi in the city, strolling on the bustling streets until your attention was abruptly caught by a piece of urgent news, accompanied by live footage flashed on the huge LED TV mounted on one of the nearby buildings.

The footage displayed a very chaotic scene showing a figure in black, eerily resembling Nagi’s Spiderman both in looks, web-slinging, crawling abilities, and overall movements. The newscaster reported that this person was seen destroying everything they passed by: buildings, statues, and vehicles. The live video recording of this person suddenly panned to the spot where you and Nagi currently are. The black figure is here, and he is eyeing the both of you.

“It… wasn’t a dream?” You hear Nagi whisper to himself as he looks back at the dark enigma with wide eyes.

“Nagi? What’s happening? Is that an impersonator?” You asked, feeling confused. Your grip on his hand tightened and his thumb gently caressed the back of your hand.

The situation escalated as the police arrived. Some officers started evacuating people from the area, while others began shooting the clad-in-black criminal.

“Y/N, go follow the police and evacuate. I need to take care of this. Go home, I’ll see you there.” Nagi urgently says, bringing you to the nearest police officer in charge of the evacuation.

“Take care!” You shout as Nagi runs away quickly to a secluded spot and secretly unravels his casual clothes so he could properly fight in his Spiderman suit.

He barely got out of his hiding spot when the black figure attacked him. You had to hold back from screaming his name in worry, remembering to hide his identity from everyone who could hear you. You gripped your hands tightly, trying to contain your worry and fear.

“Enjoying your date with her, huh?” The villain asks sarcastically with a smirk hidden behind the mask, choking Nagi in the rubble that was caused by his fast attack.

“Who are you?” Nagi manages to ask, his voice strained.

“I’m you… but only made of your dark impulses, tendencies, and desires. I guess you can say I’m the dark version of you, manifested.” The villain revealed in a hauntingly familiar voice.

Nagi couldn’t believe what he was hearing. How is that possible? But the voice and just the existence of this villain proved otherwise. Nagi musters his strength and finally counters his opponent and successfully hurts him. As the battle intensified, Nagi decided to take their fight to an isolated location away from the population to avoid potentially innocent bystanders.

They continue to fight until the dark version of Nagi has to flee due to injuries that Nagi inflicted, but not without leaving a warning. As a goodbye, he removed his mask and told Nagi in a voice thick with malice, “Out of the two of us, I will be the only one left standing. I will be the one alive at the end of this and I will take your place in this world. I’m going to take everything that’s yours, including her.”

Nagi is too stunned to move. Not only had he encountered someone who could be his twin, but now he realises that you are in danger as well.

That night, Nagi tells you everything: his dream, what he had learned about the person who attacked him, including who he said he was and his ominous warning.

“So this… person…” You crossed your arms. “He self-proclaimed that he’s the dark version of you. So, I guess we can call him… Dark Nagi? Kuro Nagi sounds better.” You say. Nagi nods in agreement.

“I need to defeat him as soon as possible, or else he will just be a menace to society again and he will also head for you,” Nagi says with a determined look. His resolve to protect you and everyone else strengthens.  “Can’t let that happen.”

Ever since then, Nagi has become more vigilant about his surroundings, what’s happening in the news, and you (where you are when you’re not with him, what you’re doing, who you’re with, what time can you be together again, etc.). He also requested for you to live in his house and sleep in the same bed as him, to ensure your safety. You easily obliged because both of your and his parents are out of the country anyway. It’s nice to find comfort in each other’s presence amidst the danger.

Kuro Nagi has been out of sight for almost a month since his first attack. This did give a brief period of calm. That was until he resurfaced. This time, he goes straight for you.

You were watching Nagi during his after-school practice and had planned to go home together afterwards. You had gone to the restroom for a while and that's when Kuro Nagi seizes the opportunity, sneaking in and kidnaps you.

You wake up feeling disoriented a few hours later and find yourself face-to-face with the man who had fought Nagi. He really did look like your Nagi. All the drowsiness goes away and you're now on full alert. You look around quickly and it seems that you're in a dilapidated house in the forest just outside the city.

"Don't be scared, Y/N. I won't hurt you." He says with a sickeningly genuine smile. It sends shivers down your spine.

You gathered your courage to speak up. "N-Nagi told me everything. Who you are, your plans. I'm scared, but… I also wish to understand you. What are you?" You asked, your voice quivering with fear and curiosity

"You see, I'm a symbiote. A parasite kind of alien who seeks a host and eventually kills that host to take their place. We thrive on our host's dark side. We also get some of our host's memories, that's why I know you, and how important you are to him." He says the last part with a devilish grin, causing you to have chills all over.

"I've been secretly watching the both of you since that fight. Both of you, but especially you." He continues, looking at your figure from head to toe, making you uncomfortable.

"I don't know. I was just intrigued by you. I wanted to see for myself why he likes you so much." He smirks. Your discomfort grows at every passing second.

The unsettling tension gets broken by your ringing phone.

"Oh, your phone's with me." He stands up to get it on the old wooden table. "God, he's been calling nonstop." He rolls his eyes before answering the call.

"She'll be staying with me from now on." Kuro Nagi curtly states, upon bringing the phone to his ear.

"You bastard. What did you do to her?!" You can hear Nagi's muffled angry voice from the other line.

"Nothing! Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt her. I'll never do that." Kuro Nagi says as he looks at you with a smile. "And besides, why are you so surprised about this? I already told you, I'll take everything that's yours, including her."

You wanted to yell and convey to Nagi that you're in a dilapidated house in the nearby woods but Kuro Nagi ended the call and turned off your phone right after he told Nagi what he wanted to say.

With that, the two of you stayed in that house with him talking to you and asking you tons of questions, and you had no choice but to entertain and answer him out of fear. Hours stretched into what feels like an eternity for you.

Kuro Nagi finds himself feasting on the sight of you, he really enjoys looking at you, talking to you, hearing your voice, and seeing you squirm in his presence. He finds pleasure in having you all to himself. He thinks your scared-but-trying-to-be-tough face is so endearing.

"Appearance and memories are not the only things I share with my host, but also emotions." He suddenly shares the information with you.

"So, since he loves you… I love you too."

You're too stunned to speak. Honestly, you don't know what to say to that at all, so you look away, unsure how to respond to this revelation. He looks like Nagi, was a part of Nagi. Yet, he was a stranger to you.

Kuro Nagi just smiles at you, finding your reaction cute.

It had been around four long days before Nagi finally arrived and found you. Their second round of fight was longer and more brutal. It resulted in you and Nagi barely getting out of there alive. Nagi deduces that Kuro Nagi has been recovering and strengthening himself since their first fight last month.

As you and Nagi were leaving, you locked eyes with the injured and bloody Kuro Nagi until you finally left the area.

Once back in Nagi’s home, you tended to his wounds. The more severe injuries like broken bones and muscles will recuperate on their own with plenty of rest. You shared with Nagi all the crucial intel that you had gathered from Kuro Nagi during your stay in that old house with him.

“Y’know, I kinda feel bad for him.” You admitted, dabbing Nagi’s wound with cotton and alcohol. “He’s all alone there. He’s lonely, and now he’s in pain.” A sense of empathy for the symbiote began forming, even if he was dangerous and a threat.

“He shouldn’t exist in the first place, Y/N.” Nagi reminds you.

“I know. I understand.” You responded, with a small frown.

“You’re too kind.” He says with a tired smile as he caresses your cheek gently.

When the both of you are settled and done cleaning up, you take a very long and peaceful nap together on Nagi’s bed. Wrapped in his arms, you felt safe.

The next morning, you left Nagi a little note telling him that you were going to the grocery to buy supplies, which is just half of the truth. The other half is that you’re also going to Kuro Nagi’s shelter in the forest, despite not being entirely sure that he’s still there.

Branches snapped underneath your shoes as you walked. The aftermath of yesterday’s fight is still fresh. Broken trees, uneven patches of earth, and blood everywhere. Luckily, no civilians witnessed the fight. It’s better for this whole issue to have less exposure, as it might risk your and Nagi’s identities to be revealed. Too messy.

You carefully approach the shack and are about to call out Kuro Nagi when you find him lying down on the makeshift bed by the wall. You quietly rush to him so as not to wake him up and check his temperature. Unlike Nagi, he doesn’t have a fever, perhaps due to his alien nature. But he still has wounds all over his body.

“Y/N?” He calls out weakly while you open the medical kit you purchased from the grocery on the nearby table.

“Y-you’re here?” This time, he tries to open his eyes.

“Yes, I’m here” You responded softly. This situation got you thinking about how Nagi would react if he ever finds out that you went out of your way to tend to his enemy’s wounds.He would probably be mad.

You quickly get to work, wiping his wounds and bloodstains with clean water and towel, then with alcohol and cotton balls. You also stitch up his wounds and cuts, a skill you had to learn and master ever since Nagi became Spiderman. You’re too focused on what you’re doing that you don’t notice Kuro Nagi watching you with heavy-lidded eyes. Honestly, he’d rather sleep and let his body do the work of healing and regenerating. But how could he ask you to leave after all your efforts and trouble to be here? Also, your focused face is too cute, he thinks. It’s a sight he doesn’t mind waking up to.

Truthfully, there’s been something bugging Kuro Nagi lately. Something stirring in his chest since he kidnapped you and had you all to himself during those four days. He’s been ignoring it, but the more time you spend together, the more aggressive it becomes. Whatever it is.

“There. Done!” You chirp with relief, wiping the sweat from your forehead.

“I also brought food and drinks, if you take those. I’m not sure.” You show him the grocery bag and its contents that you had placed on the table.

“Thank you, Y/N.” He says as you clean up and quickly put all the used medical items into the trash bin.

“I’m gonna go now-”

“Stay. Hmm? Please? Please stay.” You hear the desperation in his voice, something you didn’t hear during the past few days you were alone with him. Despite the sympathy you felt for him, you knew you couldn’t stay any longer.

You shake your head, “I’m sorry. I can’t. Nagi is probably looking for me already.” You apologized gently and stood up and got ready to leave.

He scoffs, “Of course, it’s all about him again.” his voice dripping with jealousy and bitterness.

You turn around and walk away briskly. Yes, you did feel bad for him, but his last statement and bitter tone remind you that he’s still the bad guy.

He’s Nagi’s enemy.

And you should never dance with the devil, your boyfriend’s nemesis.

Sometime after the second encounter between the two Nagis, a huge and terrifying monster appeared at the buzzing heart of the city. Nothing of this scale and danger has been seen before. It’s black in colour, glossy, stringy, teeth sharp and long. The black part bears an uncanny resemblance to Kuro Nagi’s suit and the material that Nagi saw in his eerie dream several months ago.

During the onset of the monster’s attack, Nagi is at soccer practice while you’re in the city shopping alone. Both of you are oblivious to the current danger.

Everything is happening too fast within minutes. Buildings and structures are getting dismantled left and right in the wake of the creature’s rampage. Nagi only learns about it when the soccer team are on a quick break and Reo who’s on his phone shows the live footage to him.

“What the fuck is going on in this city, man?!” Reo exclaims, and Nagi does not even answer as he wastes no time sprinting to the location. He knows that you’re there as your original plan was to meet up for dinner in the mall.

His heart is palpitating loudly and non-stop when you don’t answer your phone. He can’t lose you. Panic courses through him.

Meanwhile, you try to run away from the monster as fast as you can, to no avail. One of its strings latches on to you and propels you up in the air just like what it’s doing to its other victims. Nagi, donned in his Spiderman outfit to be precise, comes swinging into the scene and swoops you first.

“How about the rest?!”

“I already created and placed large sturdy webs that will catch them everywhere, don’t worry. The police are quickly evacuating everyone too.” He assures.

Nagi is about to put you down somewhere far and safe when one of the monster’s black strings strikes him, causing the two of you to fall midair. Nagi immediately regains his balance and jumps towards you as you continue to fall. He activated his web so you can hold on to it, but it’s not gonna reach you in time. For a second, your life flashes before your eyes. For the first time, Nagi feels that he might actually lose you as you seem beyond reach.

Until a shadowy figure from your right suddenly flies towards your direction to catch you in midair.

“K-Kuro Nagi?” You ask in shock after he carefully places you down on a spot far from the monster.

“I… gotta help him.” Nagi furrows his brows. “He can’t handle that monstrosity alone. That thing is made from the same parasite as me. But it failed to find a host and has become defective. I need to go.”

“Be careful!” You exclaim as Kuro Nagi swings past you.

Kuro Nagi stands by Spider Nagi’s side and immediately shows him zero hostility when Nagi is about to fight him too. Kuro Nagi tells him what he had told you about the monster, persuading him that they need to work together if they wish to eliminate it.

“Our species’ has two weaknesses: fire and sound of high frequency.” Kuro Nagi begins explaining his plan. “Luckily, there’s a gas truck over there. We can set it up in flames and wait for it to shrink and burn up completely.”

“Alright.” Nagi answers reluctantly, still not fully trusting his former enemy. Though, for the sake of exterminating the creature and the safety of the citizens, Nagi is willing to comply.

They execute the plan and the black behemoth is now in flames. However, after waiting for about two minutes, it has not yet shrunk significantly and is starting to regain energy to destroy.

“It’s not working. We should utilize the other weakness you mentioned. High-frequency sound can be achieved by banging those metal poles together repeatedly.” Spider Nagi points to the metal poles on the streets that fell from the construction site that the monster destroyed earlier.

“What do you think?”

Kuro Nagi takes a while to think before responding, “Yeah. Sure. That might work.”

The two of them swing their way to the metal poles and start erecting them around the monster whose movement has slowed down because of the flames. All the poles have been erected. Right before Spider Nagi starts hitting the poles, Kuro Nagi removes his mask and talks to him, admitting that this strategy will affect him as well and make him disappear.

“Not that you care, exactly. After all that I’ve done to you. But… I’m just saying, you’re on your own from now on. Good luck.” He says, turning around to move away from the scene.

“Where are you going now?” Spider Nagi questions.

“Just… gonna say goodbye to someone.” Kuro Nagi replies cryptically.

“Thanks for the help.” are Spider Nagi’s last words to his evil counterpart, who no longer seems so evil now. He had an inkling as to who the ���someone’ was.

Nagi waits until Kuro Nagi is finally with you. As much as he wants him to properly say goodbye to you before he disappears, the monster is starting to accelerate again and now is the only time and chance to defeat it.

“Kuro!” You call as soon as he lands on his feet, and by then the high-frequency sound is already audible throughout the area. “What happened?!”

He’s clearly in pain and his black suit is also acting up. Yet, he still stands firm, determined to see you one last time.

“Don’t worry about him. He’ll absolutely defeat that shit. As for me, you don’t have to worry about me lurking around you anymore.” Despite his struggle, he’s still able to smirk at you.

“What do you mean?” You asked. You try to reach out to him but he steps back. Perhaps he didn’t want you to touch his suit as he might have unknowing effects on you.

“This is the last time…” His voice trails off as he groans in pain.

“Kuro!” You cried out in worry.

“Those loud sounds are what’s killing that monster, and me. This is goodbye, babe.” He smiles as he calls you using Nagi’s favourite pet name for you.

“You sacrificed… yourself?” You feel tears welled up in your eyes at the information.

Kuro Nagi nods weakly. “Y’know, I thought I only love you because it’s what my host is feeling. That I just inherited it from him. But I realized that I actually, and surprisingly, learned to love you on my own accord. And it’s no brainer that I don’t deserve you.”

“I wish we could’ve been friends.” You said quietly as you looked at the ground.

“Yeah, that would be nice.” Kuro Nagi responds with a painful smile and tired dreamy eyes looking up at the sky, as if he’s picturing the two of you being the best of friends, picturing what could’ve been.

“But sadly, I’m an anomaly. And I shouldn’t exist.” Kuro Nagi says softly as he wipes your tears away.

You glanced back up to take a good look at him for the last time, and you’re horrified to see that only a quarter of his body is left, just his chest upwards. He’s disintegrating away.

“Thank you for taking care of me that day, even though I didn’t deserve it. You’re too kind. Just be happy, okay?” He smiles at you before completely disappearing, his black suit turning into soot.

You watch Nagi and the monster from afar and see that the latter has become a large cloud of soot as well, disappearing into the atmosphere.

Nagi is far from you but you want to hold him and just be in his arms. Everything has just been so overwhelming. The danger brought by the monster, suddenly losing Kuro Nagi and watching him die. You just miss your Nagi and need his comfort.

He’s tired from the fight but he sees you running to him and meets you halfway. He embraces you and he swings the both of you to a distant rooftop where you can have a moment of privacy all to yourselves.

“Are you okay?” The two of you ask in unison, causing a burst of short-lived laughter.

“You’re dirty, but at least you’re not very bloody and severely injured.” You wipe the dirt and some blood on his face after he removes his mask.

“Yeah, thanks to him. He told me how to defeat that thing.” Nagi says.

Tears trickled down your cheeks. “He’s gone. He died in front of me.” You sobbed.

Nagi holds you in a tight embrace. “Yeah, I know. He said he wanted to say goodbye to you.” He says. You sniffle into his chest as he caresses your hair. He presses a tender kiss on your forehead.

“Shhh…Don’t cry, baby.” Nagi whispers. “Everything will be alright now. We got through it together.” He reassures you.

And you smile, because Nagi’s right. All that had happened has left an impact on both of you, but together, you both managed to overcome it. The two of you spend some time on the rooftop before Nagi swings both of you home as the sun sets.

[sanaexus]

social's as sae's girlfriend

-liked by shiidoryu, isaichii and 125.2k others

yourusername: don't be fooled he actually enjoys being with me (the last image is him when he sees me)

tagged: itoshi_sae

itoshi_sae: fuck off ↳yourusername: don't fuck off, fuck me instead ↳itoshi_sae: oh god i hate you ↳yourusername: no you don't ↳itoshi_sae: i don't

shiidoryu: wow sae you've never looked at me like that?? 💔💔😔😔 ↳itoshi_sae: you're an eyesore ↳shiidoryu: and she's not?? ↳yourusername: RUDE ASF?? YOU LOOK LIKE A TOMATO TFYM ↳itoshi_sae: as much as i hate saying it out loud she's pretty i guess ↳yourusername: was the "i guess" necessary? ↳mikka.kaiser: did you use the tomato as tomato or tomato? ↳yourusername: i used it as tomato ↳mikkar.kaiser: ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID? ITS TOMATO ↳yourusername: BOY STAFU ITS TOMATO ↳mikka.kaiser: NO??? ↳yourusername: SQAURE UP BITCH I'LL FUCKING FIGHT YOU ↳mikka.kaiser: BET

nikkoki: who got bro smiling like that? ↳yourusername: the waitress ↳nikkoki: elaborate ↳yourusername: she was approaching us multiple times, we thought she liked sae nah turns out she's gay thought i was cute thought sae was my brother and asked for my number lol ↳eita.otoya: ohhhh that's why he looks like he's ab to fight someone ↳yourusername: he don't bite 🥰😋 ↳itoshi_ sae: yes i do tf? ↳yourusername: no you don't

isaichii: he's secretly a hopeless romantic (it's canon you won't change my mind) ↳yourusername: frfr (it is i caught him watching shoujo) ↳isaichi: (NAH WAIT FR?) ↳yourusername: (DEAD SERIOUS) ↳itoshi_sae: for context she put it on, forced me to watch it with her and then left the room ↳yourusername: BOO HOO PARTY POOPER

-liked by kuniisuke, chigi.who and 139.7k others

itoshi_sae: cute (the cat)

tagged: yourusername

karasu_tabito: OH EMM GEE SAE POSTING SOMETHING THAT ISN'T SOCCER?!?!?! ↳mikka.kaiser: for FUCKS SAKE MATE IT'S FOOTBALL ARE YOU AMERICAN OR SOMETHING? ↳megubachi: RAHHH WHAT'S A KILOMETER🔥🔥💯💯🦅🦅💣💣🔫 🔫🔛🔝🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 ↳isaichii: FREEDOM RAHHH 🔥🔥💯💯🦅🦅💣💣🔫 🔫🔛🔝🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 ↳itoshi_sae: sigh

yourusername: OMGOMGOMGOMG IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING SAE'S POSTING ME?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?! ↳shiidoryu: you might have won the war but i'll win the battle ↳yourusername: that's the wrong fucking qoute dumbass ↳reo.miikage: quote* and it isn't even a quote it's idiom ↳rin.itoshi: fucking dumbasses it's a phrase ↳yourusername: kys 🤬🤬

user1: she's🎀so🎀coquette🎀 ↳yourusername: ikr sae called that bow stupid :( ↳itoshi_sae: and i apologized and watched inside out with you ↳yourusername: i know i just like making you feel bad

julian.loki: sae apologizing wasn't on 2024 bingo card but love to see it ↳user2: fr now all that man needs to do is apologize to the better sibling ↳itoshi_sae: fuck off ↳yourusername: what he meant to say is "yes of course" his autocorrect must be acting up ↳itoshi_sae: no, i said what i said

-liked by itoshi_sae, rin.itoshi and 144.3k others

yourusername: did you know i like the beach? i like the beach also sae in his photographer era 😝

tagged: itoshi_sae

itoshi_sae: i was taking picture of the food and you had to ruin it ↳yourusername: you're not gonna say allat when you legit forced me to pose for like 15 minutes ↳itoshi_sae: shut up

user2: her eyelashes are so pretty ☹☹ ↳yourusername: stop im gonna kiss u 👉👈 ↳itoshi_sae: not on my watch ↳user2: boo hoo your js jealous i got a chance ↳itoshi_sae: fuck off ↳yourusername: that's not nice

reo.miikage: damn that looks fine ↳hiyori: what the fuck . ↳kuniisuke: what. ↳reo.miikage: THE FOOD I MEAN YALL ARE SO PERVERTED?? ↳kenyu.yukimiya: MAYBE YOU SHOULD SPECIFY??

nagi.seishiro: who took this pictures though ↳yourusername: idk it was in sae's gallery so i took it lol ↳rin.itoshi: y/n wtf what if some creepy old bald oily man took it? ↳yourusername: that's my type 🥰 ↳itoshi_ sae: wtf? ↳yourusername: shh look away

shiidoryu: i thought he hated the beach? ↳yourusername: HUH?? BRO THAT MAN PLAYS FOR A SPANISH TEAM?? HE'S ALMOST ALWAYS SURROUNDED BY WATER? ↳shiidoryu: IDK BRO HE TOLD ME HATED BEACHES WHEN I ASKED HIM TO COME W ME ↳yourusername: I THINK THAT'S BC YOU ASK HIM AND HE DIDN'T WANNA GO W YOU ↳shiidoryu: THAT'S SO RUDE??

itoshi_sae: you're pretty ↳yourusername: OMGG IT'S HAPPENING OMGOMGOMG CODE RED ↳isaichii: WOOO HOOOOO ↳nikkoki: ITS HAPPENING !! ↳nikkoki: WAIT WHAT'S CODE RED AGAIN ↳chigi.who: js cheer her on ↳itoshi_sae: y/n why are your friends like this ↳yourusername: THEY'RE YOUR FRIENDS TOO? ↳itoshi_sae: nah

wooo we're finally done?? idk how i feel ab this but i hope you enjoyed it <3

[wildandsmile]

commission idea🤌 vampire blue lock au characters like rin/sae/kuni/nagi etc and for kinks maybe like pinning/degrading ykwim i have a thing for neck biting hense why i love vampire au so much

Rian,Sae,Kuni,Nagi. Bllk boy when you tell them it’s ok to bite you

Total Wc. 1.1k

Warning. Oral F receiving, fingering, biting, choking, teasing, degrading breeding, riding, jealousy , sweet aftercare

An. This is my first time writing for vampires so...... yeah

Rin

He loses his mind, asking you a hundred times if you're sure about it, over and over again.

But once you reassure him, you're done for; he seizes every chance to take a bite out of you he can.

There's something about the way your blood tastes that sends his undead body boiling.

Oh, and he's a sucker for bloody kisses, the taste of your lips on his while your blood still lingers on the tip of his tongue, it turns him on like nothing else could.

And don’t even get him started on you guys are having sex he loves to feel you ride him while his fang are deep in your neck

You gasped out slowly, "Rin no more, pls I can’t take anyone ." As tears streamed down your eyes, you couldn't grasp how long you'd been at it or how much blood you'd lost. All you knew was that weren’t leaving this room anytime soon."Come on, princess, be good for me, just one more taste, please," he pleaded, not giving you any time to reply before sinking his teeth deep into your skin, watching as the blood rained down your neck."Fuck you taste so delicious and you feel even better," he groans as he rolls his hips, attempting to force yet another sweet orgasm from your already flowing cunt. He eventually lets go of your neck, but not before licking a long hot lap across your neck and pulling you into a deep kiss. It felt good, and the irony only added to your excitement as Rin began to thrust deeply into you. "Come on now princess, let me treat you real good for giving me such a great meal."

Sae

He's nothing like his brother; when you mention he could bite you, he's all in, almost immediately.

You even had to set a limit on how many times a day he could drink from you, fearing he'd drain you dry.

But oh, the teasing—he adores it, especially when he hears that little moan escape your lips. And how wet you get just form his fangs

He LOVES going down on you and nibbling on your thighs; the taste of your blood and slick combined makes his head spin.

He's a HUGE aftercare guy, coming back with bandages, snacks, the whole shebang.

"Come on, slut, you can do better than that," he says into your already swollen cunt, sliding his tongue across your sloppy folds. You tried to pull away, but he pushed you hard into the mattress, keeping you in place so he could plunge his fingers deep within you and curl them in just the right position. "Fuck look pet you’re getting our sheets dirty for me" he says as he begins to rub himself through his clothes. "Don't you think I deserve a reward, pet?" he asked as he itches the tips his of fingers against your sweet spot, forcing you to melt in his hands and moan loudly.That must have been his answer because soon enough he’s licking long hot strips across your thigh before sinking his fang deep into your skin licking up all the blood that trickles down making sure not to waste a drop.“ You’re so addictive pet, but I think it’s time to give you what you want, ” he said as he wiped the blood off his face and licked it off his fingers. “I’m going to have to cancel my schedule cause we’re not leaving this room until you covered in my bite marks.”

Kunigami (Wild Card)

• Right then and there, he takes you up on that offer, no matter where you are.

• Throughout the entire encounter, he's a big bully, teasing and touching you, yet not allowing you to reciprocate.

• He revels in seeing you in that vulnerable state when he drinks your blood, something about your clinging to him that ignites him.

• His possessiveness leads him to bite you in places where there's no way to hide the marks.

• Despite his bullying nature and slight transformation, he still retains the same caring demeanor, as evidenced by your favorite food waiting on the table the next day with a note that reads, "Make sure to rest well today, doll."

"Didn't I tell you not to push me away doll face?" he says, slapping your ass hard. "Only good girls get what they want," he says, and you whimper an apology before turning your face away so he doesn't see the fire burning your cheeks. But it doesn't last long as Kuni slides his hands up your skirt and rubs tight circles on your clothed clit, feeling how wonderful and puffy you can become with just a few touches."You really are a dirty slut doll face is that why you covered up your bite mark cause you didn't want the world to know what a dirty girl you really were huh” he says as he peels the bandages off your neck, revealing all the bite marks you worked so hard to hide. "I worked so hard to paint this pretty neck like my canvas, and you cover it up," he says as he wraps his hands around your throat, hooking your panties to the side and sliding to figure in rolling them until you buck into him. In that instant, he sinks his fangs deep into your collar bone. "Guess I'll just have to cover all of you in my bite marks so you can't hide them again."

Nagi

Is lazy he just waves it off when you tell him and goes back to his video game

• However, should he catch you talking to another guy, especially another vampire, his demeanor takes a different turn.

• He's typically gentle about things, so don't expect too much until he's angered.

• When he does get upset, he becomes more animalistic, perhaps even draining you completely.

• Yet, he always apologizes the next day, showering you with the princess treatment, whether it's playing his game together or enjoying a nap side by side.

"Who the hell was that love?" Nagi asks, his eyes shining a venomous glow. You don't say anything because you know it will only add fuel to the fire, and so that's how you end up locked in a mating press as Nagi buries his cock deep inside you kiss up to your cervix and his fangs even deeper into your skin drain you of what little you have. You couldn't tell if you were seeing stars because he pulled so many orgasms out of you or because of the blood loss."You’re mine, mine, mine," he says as he pushes your leg deeper into your chest and licking a long lap across your leg before biting you hard and watching the blood trail down your leg. "You're mine, and I'm going to make sure everyone knows it, even if I have to bite and knock you up to do so."

[eliezeer]

"in another universe"

[melovrs]

he isn’t the biggest fan of parties. 

he could think of so many more things he could be doing other than mundanely chatting with acquaintances and friends-of-friends. the loud music and shitty drinks make him want to puke his guts out; being sociable was never one of his strong suits, after all.

yet, just as he’s about to leave, he comes across the girl of his dreams. the girl he had been crushing on for the longest time, the girl in his biology class, sitting on a beat up sofa. 

his friend noticed his lingering gaze on you and interrogates. 

“looks like someone’s caught your eye.”

he turned around, his ears tinged with a blush.

“it’s nothing like that.”

his friend snorted and walked off, presumably to talk to another group of people. with his friend gone, his gaze returned back to you. your face glowed despite the darkness of the room. fluorescent lights danced across the room, and chatter is amongst the crowd, yet all he could focus on was your beauty. 

the thought of leaving the party has been abandoned, not when the girl of his dreams is right before him! he gathered himself up, realizing he was staring at you for far too long; long enough for you to possibly notice him. he turned on his heel and decided to get some water. 

with a bottle of water, he returned to the same spot he was at, looking down at the floor, the ceiling, anywhere but to you. as he was fiddling with his hands, he felt a tap on his shoulder. 

to his utter surprise, it was you, in the flesh. a shy smile was on your lips as you waved at him. 

“hey, you’re in my biology class, right?” 

you started the conversation, noticing how he froze up at your touch. he cleared his throat before responding. 

"um, yeah, i think so." 

he regrets his response immediately. 'i think so?’ what was he on about? he practically noticed you every time he walked into the lecture hall, your face radiant as always. 

you smiled at his response. 

"i was hoping you'd remember, or this would have been weird," you laugh awkwardly. 

the silence between you two was eminent, and he was desperate to break it. before he could speak, though, you started.

"uh- how's the party going for you?" 

he played with the water bottle in his hand. 

"it's alright, i guess. i'm not a fan of parties, my friend just dragged me here, so..." he trailed off. 

you nodded knowingly, agreeing with him. 

"i'm the same as you too, i'm here just because my friend," you point over to the couch, "brought me here." 

you softly laugh and lean closer to his body, your shoulders almost grazing. though the party is as loud as ever, and the lights are blinding, all he could feel was your arm leaning on his, your voice like a melody to his ears. 

maybe he'll start going out to more parties, if it means you'll be there.

(hq) kageyama tobio, akaashi keiji, tsukishima kei, futakuchi kenji, ushijima wakatoshi, (wbk) sakura haruka, takiishi chika, togame jo, (bllk) itoshi rin, (post wc) kunigami rensuke, nagi seishiro, barou shouei

i've never been to a party in my LIFE so this is probably super inaccurate jsjsdjfj pls be nice !! i was listening to cherry wine by grentperez then this idea came to me !! go listen !! (wbk debut YAY !!!)

thank you so much to @littlemissemeritus for beta reading i love u pooks 🥺🥺

[mangostarjam]

he's good at it, because of course he is — the shudder and jerk of the wheel under his fingers, the easy power coaxed through the engine — so he wins a lot. it's easy.

it's even fun, sometimes. he likes winning. his friends like to race, too, and they get really into it. he's lost count of the number of times he's watched them settle a silly argument with a race, but he was never keeping count, anyway.

nagi seishiro wins a lot.

until he loses.

maybe that's why he keeps looking for you. after your race against him, you had collected the prize money and dipped, tire tracks disappearing into the night.

he still remembers the way you held the envelope tight in your fist, the flash of your eyes as you smirked at him on the other side of the finish line (he had been close — close enough to catch your triumphant yell floating out your window when you beat him). sharp, bright, alive —

the way your face shone with pure, unadulterated glee pops into his head randomly, always when he least expects it. when he's playing games on his phone, when he's busy ignoring reo and isagi and chigiri, when he's on the verge of falling asleep — he sees you, and he thinks about you, and so — he looks for you.

the next time he spots your car at a meet his head perks up. this immediately gets the attention of his friends, and they follow his line of sight with way too much enthusiasm.

"oh," reo says, "it's her."

seishiro thinks reo's tone sounds wrong, but he doesn't have time to do anything about it. he's busy scrambling off the hood of bachira's car, long legs eating up the distance between him and your smile, but before he can reach you — you're gone. off in another race, with only a fleeting glance in his direction, a slight lift of an eyebrow as you… recognize him?

for the first time ever, seishiro hopes.

[obessedd]

lineup; s. nagi, m. reo, i. sae, i. rin, and s. baro(u)

aged up!

— NAGI // one thing that would distract him from playing that game of his was whenever you came over with your natural look wearing your glasses. he didn't know what It was about you that made him fold every time he would see you with this look, but GOD It took everything In him to not to become flustered In front of you. when you came over you seen seishiro was on his game as usual just smiling to your self sitting on his bed watching him play. you crawled to the end of his bed to where he was leaning on, throwing your legs over, placing your hands to comb through his hair. he flinched from the sudden sensation but relaxed noticing that familiar mole on your leg, he relaxed In your hands sighing. "hi baby." you mumbled, leaning over as he looked up with a lazy smile, "oh, hey." was all he said, “I missed you.” you said, leaning down to peck his lips hearing him sigh in relief feeling your lips on top of his. he missed you so much. this whole bluelock program really took a lot outta him..he had no time of sleeping in, barely anything to play video games and he couldn’t see you!! he almost died.

when he pulled away he got to see you, and boy his face went red for a second before quickly looking away. you were wearing your glasses today. you looked so pretty..when you seen how seishiro looked a little flustered you giggled scratching his scalp a little, "why you get flustered all of sudden?." you knew the answer but you wanted him to say It. seishiro shook his head, trying to focus on his game. "nothing." he mumbled but you didn't buy It, tugging against his hair a little. "shiro." you warned hearing his groan, "you look pretty.." he mumbled again with a tone that read flustered. he was embarrassed. you smiled, trailing your hands towards his chin to make him look up from his game. he had a small frown on his face with a blush covering his cheeks, "I look pretty?." looking anywhere but you, he nodded his head. "really..really pretty." he said slowly averting his eyes towards yours to stare at your e/c eyes that were covered by the frames of your glasses.

“so pretty..”

— REO // for the past hour, reo has been complaining not stop. It was driving you insane. not even a day since he got back, he’s already starting to get on nerves. though you missed this from being away from each other for awhile, you forgot how impatient he was..you guys are supposed to be going out for his first day off, but you were taking your sweet time doing your hair. "what's taking you so longgg!." he whined for the 15th time coming back to the bathroom to see you're still on the same part! Is what he thought. rolling your eyes, parting another strand of hair, "reo, I swear on my life I am going to hit you." you glared at him through the mirror who raised his hands In a defensive movement with a smirk, "It was just a little question?." he shrugged. ever since he came back from overseas with his team he’s been non stop visiting you. you assumed he was just bored, but he missed you, so much. it was cute! but he was getting on your nerves. you shook your head going back to doing your hair. he didn't walk away or say anything else, but instead leaned against the door watching you through the mirror, he took a moment to just watch you... you're as pretty as the day he met you. your e/c eyes, pretty chocolate skin, pretty lips— he felt like a lover boy all over again.

you caught noticed of this, making eye contact with him through the mirror with a raised brow. "why're you staring at me?." reo grinned once more keeping his eyes on you, "you're so pretty you know that?." he said, leaning from the wall to walk towards, sliding his hands around your waist keeping eye contact with you. "so damn pretty.." you shivered from his breath hitting your neck leaning more against him elbowing him In the chest, "shut up." he chuckled with a playful whine, "If I have to say it everyday babe, I'll remind you every. single. time." he mumbled in between pecking the side of your neck. you sighed finishing the last part of your hair, with a small smile on your face. when you were done with that final strand, you turned around to face him. "you're such a lover boy." reo shrugged taking a strand of your hair Into his hand, "I'm your lover boy though~" — "ew reo! you're so cheesy!." you shook your head playing with the back of his hairs as he chuckled, "yeah? well since you're done with your hair I can show you how cheesy I really am!." before you knew It, reo threw you over his shoulder, dangling being faced with his back wide eyed,

"chameleon boy! put me down!"

— SAE // It was currently half time. both teams going to their locker rooms to either rest for a bit or to go over a plan for the final half. while you were in the trainers room, cleaning up a bit you didn’t expect a certain pink haired to come in. when you heard foot steps and a door closing, you turned your head a little to spot sae who was holding his neck. like it was bothering him. when you asked what was wrong, he said there was a knot in his neck. so here you are, messaging the knot out. "how does that feel?." you questioned, pressing your finger on his neck hearing him groan. "good." you hummed, moving your thumb to message out the spot. you were currently in the trainers room with sae because apparently he had got a knot in his neck, and came to see you. he sat on the table as you were in between his legs, pressing your thumb into his neck, messaging it out. while you were focused on his neck, his eyes never left your face, his teal eyes boring into your e/c. you felt it. it was making you nervous feeling his eyes on you. you tried to ignore his obvious stare but your eyes couldn't help but jump to stare into his feeling his hand on your waist pulling you closer to him. "sae." you asked and he hummed still looking up at you. "something wrong?." he shook his head no, his grip slightly tightening, continuing to stare at you. you’re so pretty..the way your eyes light up with a spark, your soft smile..he felt his heart beat start to raise a little. he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

you gave him a weird stare, with a raised brow. “is there something on my face..?” beauty. he only shook his head, “you look pretty.” your eyes widen a little but felt your heart flutter. "I look pretty?." you asked, tilting your head to the side with confusion. you looked a mess!! from working with multiple players during the match because of either injury or cramps. It took a lot out of you, your hair was a bit messy, and you looked tired but that didn’t change his prospective of you. you’ve always been so pretty to him..it made his heart flutter every time he got to see you. such a beautiful women he was dating. sae nodded bringing you closer to him. this was out of nowhere. but you smiled, placing a hand on his chest. “you’re distracting me from work you know?” you squinted, and he grinned shrugging his shoulders. “like I care..” you rolled your eyes, “you better get back to your team..i’ll see you when the games over.” you leaned down a little to peck his lips who gladly accepted it.

you’re gonna be the death of him.

— RIN hates shopping. always hated it, since he was a kid, to a teen, and now in his 20’s he still hates it. he hates the time that’s being spent of walking to different kind of stores, just to either be in there to look or to take hours to decide what you want. but..when it came to you, how could he possibly say no? since it’s been awhile, since you two were together you wanted to have a date night! but the only problem was…you wanted a new dress. rin didn’t get why you wanted a new dress but he didn’t complain about it just following you into the preferred store you wanted it from. It’s been an hour. he never thought it would take a women this long to pick out what she wanted..as he sat in the same seat for the last hour he was growing more impatient. you showed a few dresses to him already, but those weren’t necessarily the ones you liked which is why it’s taking so long to decide. “okay..last dress. swear this time!” you said from the dressing room, he roller his eyes. “you said that the last time.” you can hear the sass in his tone, giggling. “well this time I swear. pinkie.” you were kind of nervous…what if he didn’t like it? you picked this dress out SPECIFICALLY for him. ugh get a grip! you bit your lip, you opened the curtain to reveal the dress you picked out.

as if everything went into slow motion, he felt his face go hot. even though the dress it self was a bit basic, you made it look good. it hugged all your curves in the right places, it made your face pop out, exposing how pretty you are.. “do you like it…?” you asked looking at him, those big e/c eyes staring at him made his heart jump. “you look pretty.” really pretty. “you think so?.” he knows so. rin nodded his head still looking at you, you’re so beautiful. when he stood up, you watched as he made his way towards to get a better look. It was perfect for you. “really beautiful..” he mumbled, making you smile placing a hand on his chest.

“I’m glad you like it.”

— BARO(u) // you always loved having date night with shoei. one because, you barely see each other and second because you love to see the soft side of him. since you do watch every one of his matches, in person or on tv he acts completely different from how he acts when he’s with you. it’s like a light switch that turns on and off, with his team he’s this brutal king in the field that wants to destroy everyone vs how he’s with you. with you he’s such a gentleman and talks to you with a much softer tone than with his teammates which you found pretty funny.

“we have to leave in a few minutes!.” he shouted from the kitchen, “hold on, shoei! I can’t find my heel.” from the bedroom you can practically hear him groan, only shaking his head. searching and scrambling for your lost heel, 1 minute goes by and you finally found it, sliding it in your foot. “okay! i’m ready.” the sound of heels clicked against the floor, made him perk up. you were wearing a simple black dress with black heels with red on the bottom. his eyes softened at the sight of you. you look so beautiful. he was so distracted by how pretty you looked, he didn’t hear anything you had said, until he felt a hand on his chest. “are you paying attention?” you cocked an eyebrow at him, but when he didn’t answer you shook your head, “I said, we better get going before we’re late, sho. and why’re you staring at me like that?” you questioned tilting your head to the side, he hummed. “why else would I be looking at you.” you squinted your eyes towards him, “is there makeup smeared?” shoei rolled his eyes, “no idiot.” — “then what is it?” he gave a small smile,“you look beautiful.” your heart fluttered, giving a big smile, “am I?” he nodded his head with no shame. “you want me to say it again?” he asked with a raised eyebrow and you nodded, “I would love that..” your wish was his command.

“you look beautiful sweetheart.”

[coldember]

scheduled plans

ꨄ︎: isagi, rin, bachira, nagi

note: this was supposed to be posted earlier today but i was very busy!

warning: fluff, f!reader

BLOCKING ANY MINORS OR AGELESS BLOGS

[jellychannie]

fem reader, blue lock doesn't exist au!, reader is implied as a stem student, so is nagi, based on real experiences (by yours truly), not proofread, 656wc

the fact that nagi seishiro was just so lowkey pisses you off. well, not really. it's just that he seems so hard to reach.

you've seen nagi around, mostly clinging around to his friend reo, in which both were your seniors by a year. the two were almost inseparable, you noticed. the only instance where you've caught him alone was when your eyes met his for the very first time.

you didn't have the courage to approach nagi. you've talked to reo in a few instances, but not him. he was tall, and he was a gamer. you liked games, and sure you did like tall guys. he was interesting enough that you asked reo a little about him, the purple-haired guy aware of your liking to nagi. if anything, he supported you.

"oh gods, i never thought nagi would ever have someone," reo cried in chat when you asked about him online. reo sent another message which gave a tiny glimmer of hope, "he's attracted to the opposite gender, but i just don't know how to catch his attention."

and so you can't help but still admire nagi in the hallways, every time he'd pass by during vacant hours (you totally didn't walk in that hallway on purpose just to see him). it was something weird coming from you, how you didn't even expect yourself to fall in love with a guy who just so happened to be your exact type.

you were miserable.

the first time you tried to talk to nagi was the night before finals. you were having an existential crisis while studying math so you decided to message him online—the only platform where he happened to accept your follow request.

"hi, good evening… i know this is sudden but i gotta ask…" you started typing. it was a message regarding your curiosity about physics, which was one of the subjects you likely had to take up in your next year. with your nerves trembling, you hit send. you turned your phone face down, trying to focus on your studies once more.

but you couldn't exactly focus, and the next time you checked your phone, your heart jolted at the sight of a notification icon. he replied to you..! you hesitantly opened the messaging app, to see two messages from him.

"just sleep so you won't get bothered," you read the first message. you stifled a laugh. who knew he could make jokes. "kidding. the teacher is good at teaching, just expect it to be draining yet fun," the second message read. your cheeks were warm, even with this bare minimum reply from him. he must've also been studying for finals, so your message was probably distracting him.

"alright, thank you so much! good luck on your tests," you sent out a reply, and earning a heart reaction from the guy. who knew, perhaps you could pass math now.

(spoiler alert, you didn't)

another instance of you messaging him was when your brain was itching to know about what was going on with the football team. he was in the team after all. it was late at night when you sent the message, not even expecting an answer in the same hour.

but when you woke up in the morning, you were greeted with a notification with his reply. you didn't even expect nagi to wake up so early. but then, you ignored the message until you got to school, opening it up.

"nothing much going on, just practicing for an upcoming game against the other schools," he replied.

you replied a quick "thank you! enjoy your day!" only for you to be simply left on read. okay, now this was conflicting.

nagi seishiro wasn't a boring guy to like. with fleeting glances in the hallways, you wondered if you could ever converse with him in real life. would he even be there to converse with you?

guess you'll never know.

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me writing because the guy i like is pretty much nagi in a way.

[o-sachi]

Blue Lock Filo! AU Headcanons

𖤓 feat. isagi, bachira, chigiri, kunigami, barou, nagi, reo, sae, rin, karasu, otoya, hiori, shidou, oliver, yukimiya 𖤓 tags: college au, filo au, crack (kinda), sfw, written in Taglish because ???, not proofread lel

note: I'm sorry if your uni isn't here. My knowledge of universities in the country is limited to the big 4 and some others that participate in uaap sobbb

note 2: Send me your own hcs too plspls

note 3: filo moots sana magkaron haha what if

Isagi

He goes to UST and will correct you (nicely) about how to pronounce "Thomasian"

Goes to church with his family every Sunday without failure

He's close with his extended family too, especially the grandparents.

Golden child. Siya yung bata na example ng nanay mo na dapat gayahin mo raw.

A fan of indie Pinoy bands and watches indie Pinoy films.

Cup of Joe fan lol

Too shy to ask anyone out for the Christmas event sa UST (sorry limot ko na ano tawag).

Is in UST, but probably not taking up medicine. Parents were supportive of it though.

Mabilis mag-reply. He uses the 👍 and 😊 unironically

Friends with a lot of questionable/cancelable guys, but he's still genuinely the nice one among them

When he visits a friend's house, he's always chatting up their parents and helping around the house without being asked

Generic sinigang enjoyer :shrug:

Pretty much an average guy. Though he is definitely nicer than most. It shocks you.

(Sorry wala na ko maisip pero basta green flag siya).

Bachira

Goes to UP Diliman for fine arts

A manic pixie dream boy that girls gush about when they see him hanging out at the sunken gardens

Knows all the brainrot and even the Pinoy brainrot

Does the "Ha? Halaman" and says "Sinong nagtanong?"

Loves Jollibee because it's cheap and it tastes good

Spaghetti and Jollihotdog enjoyer

Social anxiety fears him. He'll do mostly everything you ask him for 20 pesos (sometimes for free)

Celebrated his 4th birthday at Jollibee and has a picture with the mascot lol

Bardagulan enjoyer

Has been casted in plays before and is genuinely good at acting

See him running in campus because he's always late to class

Puts too many songs in the karaoke but never finishes the songs because he gets bored halfway through

Runs a FB meme page...

Actually dresses nicely. Hindi mukhang pakboi

Not afraid sumabit sa jeep. Either sa tabi siya ni manong or sabit

Chigiri

Went to some fancy all boys like Brent, then is now in Ateneo

Could be studying business ??

Not conyo. Just straight up English with a really good accent

imessage lang daw mode of communication niya

Always wearing a button up, khaki pants, and loafers na Sperry or sandals from Birkenstock

Was featured in a commercial when he was younger

His mom was very active in the PTA. Their family was often the topic of chismis because yk maraming inggit sa paligid.

Does not listen to OPM or watch Filipino movies because 'corny' daw 'yun

Mabagal mag-reply since he's always busy doing something

Calls people 'baduy' or 'jologs' or 'jejemon' because he can

MATARAY SI ATE KO

Will never catch him on a dating app because, again, it's so baduy daw

Kunigami

I dunno but... UP Baguio vibes siya lol

Will always always always post on his story of him running along the campus

May post palagi ng gym progress at Strava stats niya

People think he's thirst trapping, but really, he's not

Also very close with family and they celebrate all holidays together no matter what

Karinderya food enjoyer (same)

Loves anything na lutong bahay tbh. He's not picky with food.

Mabagal din mag-reply pero that's because he's not chronically online

Does not get internet memes or references. Lolo po siya.

A really good kuya! The type to intimidate his sisters' boyfriends if they ever come to visit their house.

Probably also plays basketball too. They used to live near a gym/ring. He played a lot with the neighborhood kids.

Watches NBA and Manny's boxing matches

Shot puno. Red Horse. San Mig.

Pag nalasing nag-dadrama tapos kakanta ng malungkot na song sa karaoke

Laging naka sando LOL

Barou

UP DILIMAN TOO AND STUDYING ARCHITECTURE

Makes insanely good plates

Laging napapagalitan ni lola kasi nakasimangot palagi

Lola's boy by the way

Gets insane road rage because of the god awful traffic

"Putangina traffic na naman." / "Parang gago 'to mag-drive." / "Sige. Singit pa, hayop ka." (sa naka-motor)

Fan siya ng F1

Malutong magmura lmfaooo

Also a gym bro but doesn't care about sharing it on social media

Barely any social media presence

Tutors his younger siblings

Isn't ashamed of taking food from parties, stuffing it in a tupperware, and heading his merry way home

Argues with people on FB because he can

"Anong sinasabi mo. Bobo ka ba?"

Term of endearment niya ay "Tanga"

Nagi

Parents always get mad at him kasi nga tamad.

Also because he was a picky eater as a child. Would rather starve than eat that one ampalaya dish (was always served at his household which pissed him off)

Wanted to go to the same university as Reo but Ateneo is too serious for him. So he went with sports science in NU

They make sure to meet up still

Always misses his stops because he falls asleep or zones out

He's the guy in class who always has his airpods on no matter what

Hoodie, baggy pants, dunks

Mahilig umutang, pa-unti unti, pero madalas nalilimutan

"Ah. May utang ako? Sorry, nalimutan ko siguro."

COD player na palaging may battle pass no matter what. Nainis siya isang beses kasi sinabihan siya ng PC MASTER RACE. Eh cellphone gamer lang siya

Obviously, he had his ML phase

Trashtalker siguro. "Tulog ka na. Bata," type shi

Teachers always forced him to join the events in the sports fest

Reo

Siyempre, Ateneo 'yan. Management Engineering pa. 'Di niyo kinayaaaa

CONYO 'YAN FOR SURE

He's in a bunch of orgs and stuff because he's a social butterfly like that

May nanay na judgmental sa ibang pamilya lmfao

Was in one of those interviews on campus asking students about their daily baon

"Ah. Isn't 1k a day normal? It's kulang pa nga eh since I live sa condo."

Ayun. Nakatira sa condo pala.

Goes golfing with his dad and posts his swing on IG stories

Crypto bro. Shares his crypto stats(?) sa IG stories

Humble bragger kahit saan. Personal or on social media

Same porma with Chigiri pero mas madalas naka-polo shirt siya

Ralph Lauren and Lacoste boy

Laging VIP seats sa concerts. May napila sa SM tickets para sa kanya

Lowkey a D-list or C-list celebrity

Friends with Filo actors and actresses

Sae

Also Ateneo (Sorry ang daming Ateneo. Alam ko. Pero those are the vibes eh.)

Definitely went for medicine and is planning to study even more sa foreign country

The golden boy of their clan. Always receives the most praise and pasalubong from relatives

He hates hearing the "Ang laki mo na!" greeting

Never engaged in the pagmamano and saying of "po" and "opo"

SURPRISINGLY, he enjoys the dirty ice cream they sell on a cone (it's not actually dirty btw, it's what we call ice cream sold by carts on the street. it's edible dw)

Possibly a frat boy

Gets so many message requests on messenger and insta but he ignores them all

Strava enthusiast din

You'll see him running in all of the best gear

Not conyo. He actually speaks mostly Tagalog but there's that slight 'maarte' accent there

Hates being called 'rich kid' kesyo baduy din daw LMAO

They have a driver, so many yayas, a gardener... ay basta kumpleto staff nila

Ayaw nung staff sa kanya kasi suplado

Drives a BMW

Rin

Went to La Salle and got into LeapMed just to spite his older brother and prove to them that he is better

Relatives always compare them

Even though they're rich, he probably got a lot of hand-me-downs from kuya, which pissed him off SO MUCH

Not a fan of Filipino movies, but he likes the horror movies. He says some of them are really well-crafted and gives a good scare sometimes

Unlike Sae, Rin likes homemade food. I see him liking Menudo lol (I mean, who doesn't?)

Refuses to commute. He's driving or he's being driven. No buts.

Mas gusto siya ng staff sa bahay nila lol

He grew up with a specific yaya. They're actually still close now. He's closer to her than his parents.

The conyo one. Mahilig mag-mura pero exclusively English 'yan.

Takes the longest to reply kaya 'yan walang ka-talking stage lol

100% has beef with the younger members of his extended family. He has that annoying cousin that he tripped once because why not

He hates family reunions, of course

Karasu

UPLB. Fo sho.

Chemical engineering definitely.

Halimaw yarnnn (heart eyes heart eyes)

Bro pulls up to class in a shirt, basketball shorts, and flip flops

Not a fan of the nightlife there, but is a certified manginginom LMAO

Can outdrink his dad and titos. Kahit lambanog pa 'yan

Extra respectful to the ladies in his family. Gets ultra pissed off when someone jokes about getting with his mom or older sister

Malutong din magmura

His personal favorite is "gago" HAHAHA

Medyo dry mag-chat, walang emojis (pero 'yun ang gusto ng mga babae apparently)

Not a fan of Manila (smells weird daw there)

Secretly makes fun of conyo people lol

Street food enjoyer. His favorite is probably isaw or squid balls. Matamis and maasim sauce please !

He can cook, but his mom cooks better, so taga-saing na lang siya ng bigas lol

Mahilig siya sa tapsilog siguro.

Lives off of energy drinks to survive the semester

Crush ko siya. Hala headcanon ba yan HAHAHAHA

Otoya (Oh boy oh boy)

Engineering as well, but at Mapua. Probably electrical engineering or industrial

Gwapo na mabango HAHAHA

VAPES. Onti na lang naka-lanyard na vape niya

Listens to Zild and Hev abi...

Araw-araw may IG story ng car niya, ng music na pinapakinggan niya, or panibagong soft launch

Fan siya ng American Psycho at Blade Runner kasi he is him daw (akala niya siya si Ryan Gosling na may pinagdadaanan...)

Nasa Tinder at Bumble. Bio reads: "Let's see where it takes us."

Na-cancel na sa Twitter before pero wala siyang pakialam (unbothered king?!)

Favorite song ang FE!N

Rap fan 'yan eh

Nako... may Telegram 'yan

Valorant e-boy. Kailangan may duo palagi.

Says he's into cute chinitas probably

Laging may note sa IG or sa messenger lol

"Kumain ka na ba?" texts (hala siya)

Of course, good morning at good night texts din

Frat boy siguro (may frat ba sa Mapua? sorry hindi ko knows)

Drinks a lot, but he can't handle his liquor. Gigising na lang siya the next day may video siya sa boy's GC na kung anu-ano ginagawa.

Hiori

Computer Science probably. Also in UPLB. (Ang probinsyano?? HAHAHAHA)

Studying? Why study when he can be at the computer shop? He lives there, pretty much

Dorms because he wants to get away from his family

Can't be bothered with org/frat culture

Tambay sa forums like freedom walls/reddit/etc

Sumasali siya sa e-sports tournaments

LoL and DOTA player, of course

Also plays a bunch of stuff on Steam as well though. Pero babalik at babalik pa rin sa LoL

Also plays Valorant. Smurfs for fun because he likes crushing the hopes and dreams of people. "Sala ka pa. Haha, tanga," type shi.

Always down for the early morning runs to 7-11 or whatever's open at that hour

Puro pancit canton kinakain. Puro Mountain Dew iniinom.

He and his friends always talk about PC specs...

"Hindi, pre. Mas maayos pa rin 'yung ano..."

Shidou

Also from La Salle maybe? Not the Taft branch though. Hindi kasing yaman nung iba siguro.

Fine arts student! May art account siya sa IG

Napalabas siya sa McDo dati kasi masyadong maingay

Would probably vlog a day of his life at La Salle

Posts all the unhinged shit on their freedom wall and fucks with the people from the Taft branch lol

The reason why their group chat cannot be leaked under any circumstance AT ALL

Always has the weirdest nickname in their messenger group chat

Somehow I get the vibe that he enjoys inihaw lol (same)

Napunta rin minsan sa computer shop. But very rarely because he gets too heated and starts making a ruckus there (mapapalabas na naman)

Expert commuter. Baha has nothing on him. Waterproof siya.

Would probably engage in frat culture, but only for fun

A party animal. 10 seconds niya yung Cuervo ez

Oliver

Umm UP Manila Political Science? Maybe?

Always nominated for council positions or other important roles in university organizations lol

Major kuya vibes kasi

ANONG VAPE VAPE? DIRETSO MARLBORO RED NA

Which is giving out first? His liver or his lungs? Abangan.

Unlike Otoya, he doesn't really date girls at the same time, but more so, he moves faster than what you'd expect (may rebound palagi kumbaga)

Posts on his IG story always with the intention of capturing the attention of someone lol (lagi siya humahakot haha)

"It's not you. It's me."

Bro thinks he's the male lead of a Filipino indie romance film

Cannot shut up about I'm Drunk I Love You

Frequents BGC clubs as well. Aspired to be a DJ once

Lahat ng messaging apps meron 'yan. Replies very fast too.

Search up BGC Boy playlists on Spotify. That's what he does, at least.

Yukimiya

Maybe goes to Normal U. because he wants to be a teacher/professor

The typical softboi you see at a cafe reading a book or typing away on his MacBook

So many girls like him, but he's the type to be in a long-term relationship with a high school sweetheart or something

Most of his stories are of him studying (his notes, his coffee with his notes, his laptop screen)

Ben&Ben listener LMAOOO

Possibly also a lifestyle vlogger or podcaster

Keeps getting offers to model for local brands

Possibly religious (his whole family is)

He looks like he would like adobo. 'Yung may toyo, hindi ung tuyo (ANG RANDOM BAHAHAH)

Munimuni listener (he was sad when the vocalist left)

Wants to win a Carlos Palanca award eventually

Looks like the type to advocate for the local culture and is against colonial mentality

My brain ran out of ideas that's why some are shorter than the others lol

[nagoo]

Happy Snoodoween 2024! This Year The Snood goes for a spookier look - It's Halloween time, after all! 👻🐍💀

[nagiseal]

yuri time

[sanaexus]

social's as shidou's girlfriend

-liked by itoshi_sae, isaichii and 145.7k others

yourusername: i feel bad for rin this mf don't even go easy on his on girl

tagged: shiidoryu

shiidoryu: they say all is fair in war and love ↳itoshi_sae: it's love and war fucking idiot ↳shiidoryu: you love me 🥺👉👈 ↳yourusername: mate IN MY FUCKING COMMENTS? ↳shiidoryu: you're saving as if i don't eat that pussy every night ↳yourusername: blocked. reported. I FUCKING HATE YOU??? ↳chigi.who: woah guys maybe like don't do that here??

nikkoki: why the last image. ↳yourusername: why not 🙁 ↳megubachi: for gits and shiggles 🥰 ↳rin.itoshi: that's not the fucking quote?? ↳megubachi: and you're not the best striker so stafu ↳rin.itoshi: TAJTS SO UNNNESCARY?? ↳isaichii: look at rin finally genz-ing w the spelling errors and capital letters ↳hiyori: feels like yesterday he was js a little baby ↳megubachi: they grow up too fast ↳rin.itoshi: you guys are my 13th reason.

shiidoryu: si 💔you💔won't💔mention💔the💔part💔where💔i💔 bought💔you💔icecream💔and 💔then💔talked💔sjit💔ab 💔your💔ex💔 ↳yourusername: and you're not gonna mention the part where we had the bet who could swing the fastest and i won bc you fell on your butt and felt like you were ab to throw up so you HAD to get me icecream? ↳shiidoryu: #donttakltomeiamdespressed #betryaedbymyowngf #emo ↳karasu_tabito: HE FELL ON HIS ASS? DO YOU HAVE THE RECORDING I'LL PAY FOR IT ↳yourusername: bet how much we talking? ↳karasu_tabito: enough to buy another shidou prolly ↳yourusername: check your dms ↳eita.otoya: are we buying people from the black market ↳kenyu.yukimiya: no we are not the fuck?

-liked by kuniisuke, megubachi and 159.4k others

shiidoryu: i actually do love my girl and i don't always act gay

tagged: yourusername

julian.loki: "i actually do love my girl" proceeds to try to throw her into a garbage can ↳mikka.kaiser: fucking dustbin you mean? ↳hiyori: OH MY GOD U REMIND ME AB LINDASY FROM MY 4TH GRADE CLASS WHO USED TO NITPICK ON EVERYONE FOR THERE ENGLISH ↳mikka.kaiser: their* ↳isaichii: stfu it's called a trashcan ↳kuniisuke: i think we're straying off topic BC THAT'S A WHOLE AHH HUMAN THAT'S GOING TO BE PUT ON A FUCKING DUSTBIN ↳mikka.kaiser: in* ↳oliver.aikyu: i swear to fucking god i will ↳alexis.ness: nuh uh ↳yourusername: MAN KUNIGAMI AND OLIVER THE ONLY REAL ONES FR ↳oliver.aiku: we gotchu girl ↳kuniisuke: second that except in a less gay manner ↳julian.loki: SHE'S BEING PUT IN TRASH. ↳rin.itoshi: she's fine. shidou has that trash tan all the time ↳megubachi: i think she's okay considering how ego roams around with that garbage ahh haircut ↳isaichii: that trash can't be worse than igaguri's football skills, she's fine ↳mikka.kaiser: YOU SAID FOOTBALL THANK FUCKING YOU ↳shiidoryu: you're fucking him?

user1: ignoring the second picture the one is actually so cute like 🌷🧚‍♀️💅🎀💕✨‼💯 ↳yourusername: lyt cutie ↳shiidoryu: YOU NEVER EVEN CALL ME CUTE? ↳yourusername: go stare at sae's ass or something ↳itoshi_sae: no don't do that don't stare at my ass ↳yourusername: jokes aside he was actually nice to me in that picture (he didn't try throwing me off) ↳user2: something in that sentence makes me think she got thrown off a swing far too many times ↳shiidoryu: in my defense she keeps putting tomatoes in my sandwhich ↳yourusername: you look like one don't blame me

karasu_tabito: did he fall on his butt this time? ↳yourusername: he was careful bc i was sitting on his lap ↳eita.otoya: shidou in his softie green flag era? ↳yourusername: what if he's actually doing this to gain my trust and like gives me off to some kidnapper ↳nikkoki: bffr rn he would probably BE the kidnapper ↳shiidoryu: yeah what if I AM the kidnapper

-liked by chigi.who, hiyori and 198.5k others

yourusername: he isn't always an asshole <3

tagged: shiidoryu

chigi.who: the last picture?? ↳yourusername: my life goals right there ↳yourusername: shidou that better be us when we grow up ↳shiidoryu: that already IS us ↳yourusername: are you called me a 73.8 year old grandma? ↳shiidoryu: IN MY DEFENSE IM CALLING MY SELF A GRANDPA TOO

aryu.jubei: your hair is very ✨glam✨drop the hair care routine (did he try to yank your hair?) ↳yourusername: check dms ↳yourusername: SURPRISNGLY NO?? HE WAS ACTUALLY REALLY NICE TODAY?? ↳shiidoryu: i'm always nice baby ↳yourusername: yeah to your side chicks ↳shiidoryu: YOU are the side chick, sae is ml ↳yourusername: oh fuck you what does that man have other than thick thighs, a thick ass and an ass attitude ↳itoshi_sae: what do i not have ↳yourusername: proper relationship with your family ↳itoshi_sae: fuck off

shiidoryu: you look pretty ↳yourusername: ily im gonna go cry ↳shiidoryu: DON'T CRY WHY ARE YOU CRYING NOW I COMPLIMENTED YOU ↳yourusername: THAT'S THE THING YOI COMPLIMENTED ME ↳shiidoryu: wajt

user3: she looks so pretty and happy in the second pic. shidou you better watch out, i'm in your walls ↳shiidoryu: my walls are nasty, what if my dead hamsters are there ↳yourusername: MY TEIGO. I BOUGHT IT TO YOUR HOUSE AND IT JS DESPAWNED ↳shiidoryu: I'M SORRY

user4: when a zesty ass loving thigh loving (man loving) tomato looking demon who kicks balls around and pick fight w emo boys can pull ↳yourusername: my dms are open for u ↳shiidoryu: no they're not ↳oliver.aiku: how much we betting that he's gonna go make 15 accounts to spam y/n dms ↳isaichii: betting a whole ahh bachira ↳megubachi: WHY ARE U BETTING ME OFF??? ↳chigi.who: betting my other acl ↳kuniisuke: HELP WHAT?? ↳kenyu.yukimiya: betting my already shit vision ↳nagi.seishiro: my gaming console ↳reo.miikage: my entire networth ↳itoshi_sae: my abibas sponsorship ↳user5: ABIBAS 🔥🔥💯💯🔛🔝🗣🗣 ↳rin.itoshi: betting off my brother ↳itoshi_sae: what

welllll that took a lot longer than it should have buttt here you go shidou simps i had fun writing this ig sorta maybe kinda idk

[mreowsu]

“green light!”

the game had barely started, and everyone had immediately resorted to the most basic survival tactic: hide behind someone bigger than you.

naturally, you found yourself positioned behind kunigami, the ginger stood like a brick wall between you and the robot’s unnerving gaze. you weren’t ashamed to admit it—your survival instincts were on point.

“red light!”

everyone stopped dead in their tracks, muscles stiff as statues. the faint sound of wind was the only thing accompanying the dubious silence.

your gaze glanced sideways, spotting gagamaru’s towering figure a few metres to your left, slightly ahead. behind him were otoya and karasu, then isagi. their line positioned in a staggered one. isagi was right beside you, his presence close enough that you could hear his unsteady breathing over the tense silence.

you locked eyes with him for a moment. his jaw was tight, his hands clenched into trembling fists at his sides. despite the tension radiating off him, he managed to force a shaky smile in your direction. “w-we’ve got this.” he whispered.

you nodded, the corners of your mouth tugged up in an encouraging gesture even as your heart pounded in your chest, “yeah. just.. keep moving when it's green.”

turning your attention back to the front, your gaze landed on kunigami’s broad back. the solid presence of his frame shielded you from the robot’s watchful eyes, giving you a moment to let your gaze wander again.

a little to the side, you spotted rin a few feet ahead. his posture was unnaturally rigid, every muscle in his body tense as a bowstring. his sharp gaze was fixed on the towering, unsettling figure of the robot girl, his expression carved from pure focus.

you couldn’t help but snicker, finding it almost funny—almost—that the the stoic perfectionist who always seemed unshakable, was showing cracks in his armor. maybe life-and-death situations were enough to rattle even him. though for some reason, seeing him fazed like that made your stomach churn uneasily.

“rin,” you called quietly, your voice laced with amusement as you kept your gaze fixed forward. “you okay up there? you look like you just saw someone miss an open goal.”  

there was a beat of silence before shuffling feet sounded as the robot called out green light! giving rin a go to have at you in return. his voice was low and sharp, cutting through the air. “focus on yourself.”  

“oh, i am,” you replied casually, jogging. “just can’t help but notice you’re looking a little... tense.”  

kunigami coughed lightly in front of you, clearly suppressing a laugh, while bachira’s voice floated from behind rin. “aww, rin-chan, are you nervous? want me to hold your hand?”  

“shut up,” rin snapped, his tone betraying just a hint of exasperation.  

“guys,” isagi hissed. “this is life or death! can you stop?”  

“rin started it.”  

“keep my name out of your mouth,” rin bit out, his voice still low but tinged with a noticeable edge.  

“you’re so touchy today,” you teased, your grin widening. “don’t tell me you’re actually scared, rin.”  

“you talk a lot for someone hiding behind a ginger,” rin muttered.  

“hey, nothing’s wrong, though,” someone from behind chimed in. “you do look a little pale, rin.”  

“i’m surrounded by idiots,” rin muttered under his breath, his gaze never wavering from the finish line ahead.  

the tension of the situation should’ve been suffocating, but somehow, the banter made it almost bearable. even so, you couldn’t shake the smug satisfaction of seeing rin so out of sorts.  

“don’t worry, rin,” you called softly. “i’ll make sure to win this game for you.”  

“if you don’t shut up,” rin growled, his voice dripping with irritation, “i’ll make sure the robot gets you first.”  

you stifled a laugh, already planning to milk his reaction for all it was worth. itoshi rin, flustered? you’d live off this moment for weeks.

“red light!”

everyone froze mid-step, not daring to breathe as the robot’s glowing eyes swept across the group. you could feel the tension in kunigami’s broad shoulders as he stood perfectly still.

“green light!”

the voice was loud and jarringly normal. everyone froze—not because the robot girl had said it, but because you all realized it wasn’t her.

“bachira meguru,” you hissed from behind kunigami. “what the hell are you doing?!”

bachira’s voice rang out again, playful and completely unbothered. “i figured it might work! y’know, confuse everyone into running so they’d get caught! more prize money for us!”

everyone collectively groaned.

“you really thought someone was gonna fall for that?” isagi exclaimed toward bachira, laughing.

you heard a yawn from your right—nagi caught up, surprisingly, despite being half-asleep on his feet up until this point. “that’s way too much effort, man.”

your head whipped towards his voice, muffled because of his bent arm, spotting reo with chigiri behind him and a few others trailing behind nagi’s six foot three ass.

you couldn't help but snort at nagi's lazy comment. "you're still half asleep, aren't you?" you teased, trying to keep your voice light despite the rising tension.

nagi, not even trying to hide the yawn that followed. "yeah, but i mean, why run when you can just stand and look pretty, right?" his eyes were half-closed, clearly still not fully awake. reo rolled his eyes, but you could see the faint twitch at the corners of his mouth—he was trying not to laugh.

"just don’t trip on your own feet, nagi," reo warned, “and for god’s sake, stay alert. this could actually kill us.”

"yeah, yeah," nagi mumbled, barely registering the seriousness of the situation. it seemed like nagi was the only one who didn’t take the life-or-death nature of the game seriously, much to everyone else’s growing concern.

reo, leaning slightly toward chigiri, couldn’t help but smirk, his lips curling at the absurdity of bachira's antics earlier.. “i mean, give him points for creativity?” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“no, don’t give him points,” chigiri shot back instantly, brushing his hair out of his face. “he’s just… stupid.”

“hey!” bachira’s voice floated somewhere from the front, “it was worth a try!”

you rolled your eyes, not even bothering to whisper. "worth a try? you almost got us all killed, stupid."

isagi, who had been eerily quiet up until that point, muttered under his breath, “i swear, if he gets us killed, i’m never speaking to him again.”

“yeah, obviously because you’d be dead.”

kunigami, from behind the bend of his arm, similar to nagi’s, sighed deeply. “bachira, focus. this isn’t the time for jokes. you’ll get us all killed.”

“pfft,” you snorted. “honestly, i think the robot girl’s gonna get fed up with him first and self-destruct.”

“you guys are so boring!” bachira complained, though the grin in his voice was unmistakable. “c’mon, loosen up a little! it’s just a game!”

“a game that could literally kill us,” chigiri muttered.

“honestly, you’re gonna be the first one out,” you said, trying not to laugh.

“bold of you to assume,” bachira replied, clearly enjoying the banter.

“green light!”

you all moved forward and fortunately this time, it wasn't from bachira. everyone did their best to stifle their laughs, well, everyone except bachira, who naturally didn’t stay silent.

“i bet if i were the robot, i’d be way cooler,” he whispered, loud enough for everyone to hear. “like, imagine me with glowing yellow eyes—”

“imagine you shut up,” rin interjected.

bachira gasped dramatically. “rin! you wound me!”

“you deserve it,” chigiri added dryly, though you could see his lips twitching as if he was trying not to laugh.

“focus, people!” kunigami said from the front.

“yeah, megs,” you teased. “or you’ll get caught and end up being the first eliminated. won’t that be embarrassing?”

bachira’s grin widened. “if i go down, i’m taking rin with me.”.

“red light!”

“try it,” rin’s lips twitched, teal eyes narrowing, “you’ll look like an idiot.”

the robot’s head snapped in his direction, and everyone held their breath.

your heart thundered in your chest, and you felt isagi tense beside you, his trembling fists tightening. the air felt suffocating as the robot scanned the area, its glowing eyes eerily sweeping over the frozen group.

rin, despite his insult, remained as still as a statue. his sharp gaze stayed forward, jaw set as if daring the robot to pick him out.

“idiot,” you whispered under your breath, barely audible but enough to feel the weight of your own nerves.

the robot’s glowing eyes lingered for what felt like an eternity before its head snapped forward again with a loud mechanical click.

“green light!”

the announcement jolted you back to the present. you tailed behind kunigami as usual, feet kicking up along with the other's heavy pitter-pattering across the barren, dusty hellhole of a playground you could call this place. 

“close one,” isagi whispered.

“are you trying to die?” you hissed at rin once you reached him, your eyes narrowing at his back as you started moving forward again, your steps cautious but steady.

“calm down,” rin muttered, not even bothering to look at you. “it wasn’t me it was looking at.”

you raised an eyebrow, your steps matching his pace as you jogged side by side.  “sure, because you’re not the only one dumb enough to move their mouth while it’s watching, huh?”

“shut up,” rin snapped, his shoulders stiffening as if he were bracing for another round of the robot’s red light.

“is that your secret? being too cool to be scared?” you teased, trying to break the tension, though you were just as unnerved as the rest of them.

he didn’t answer, but you could feel his frustration rolling off him in waves.

“you’d be surprised,” nagi chimed in lazily from behind, his voice low and unimpressed. “all this stopping and starting is too much effort.”

otoya, a few paces to your left, let out a quiet snort. “then drop out and save us all the trouble.”

“guys, focus!” isagi’s voice cut through the banter, sharp but still shaky.

you glanced sideways at him. he was staring straight ahead, his jaw still tight, but his expression was filled with sheer determination. “just… let’s just make it through this round, okay?”

“you heard captain sweat,” karasu muttered, though his tone was more amused than mocking.

you bit back a laugh as you kept your focus on kunigami’s broad back in front of you.

as you moved with the rest of the group, you spared a glance at rin’s line and ultimately to bachira, who’s grin was alarmingly wide and mischievous.

“bachira, for the love of god, don’t—” you began, but it was too late.

“red light!” his voice rang out loud and clear, way too chipper for the situation.

immediately, the entire group froze, you colliding into kunigami’s back.

“bachira, you absolute idiot,” you groaned, rolling your eyes as you found yourself awkwardly pressed against kunigami’s back. watching as everyone stayed perfectly still, except for a few suppressed giggles that began to bubble up around you.

the tension that had been building in the air snapped like a taut wire, and you could practically feel the collective irritation coming from a few as they fell for bachira's stupid antics.

kunigami, who had barely flinched at the sudden contact, turned his head slightly to glance at you over his shoulder. "you okay?" he whispered, his tone low but firm.

"yeah, just—" you were about to say something when you heard the robot’s actual whirring cut in again, too loud for comfort.

“red light!”

everyone froze again, some of the more nervous players holding their breath. you almost couldn’t help yourself, your gaze flicking over to bachira’s still figure, clearly enjoying the chaos he was causing. he was the kind of guy to turn even a life-or-death situation into a game, and for better or worse, it seemed to be working.

you turned your attention back to the front, scanning the robot’s movements. its gaze swept over the group once more. you couldn’t risk moving even a fraction, not with the way its glowing eyes were trained on you all.

"that idiot’s gonna get us caught," you muttered, barely loud enough for isagi to hear beside you.

he nodded, lips pressed tightly together as his gaze remained straight ahead. "tell me about it," he whispered back, his hand flexing into a fist at his side.

a few seconds passed—an agonizing eternity. then, finally, the robot’s gaze moved forward again, its head tilting slightly to the side. the oppressive silence felt like it would stretch on forever. then the mechanical voice crackled again.

“green light!”

no one moved, but you could feel the relief flood through the group like a wave. you let out a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding, and slowly, the tension eased just a little.

"are you all trying to die?" kunigami muttered under his breath, clearly frustrated but still in control. he kept his gaze forward, eyes scanning the robot’s position and the timer lessening by the second.

"not if meguru has anything to say about it," you quipped, glancing over toward the culprit who was grinning ear to ear.

“hey, i’m just having fun!” bachira grinned, jogging like he didn’t have a care in the world.

“yeah, well, save the fun for later, alright?” you retorted, shaking your head with an exasperated sigh.

isagi couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “hey, i thought it’d work! i was just trying to throw off the competition!” bachira replied with a shrug, completely unbothered.

“idiot,” you muttered under your breath, though you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his antics.

“seriously, though,” isagi murmured as he caught up to your left, both of you jogging. “how is it that we’re about to die and it’s still chaos with these guys?”

“it’s called team spirit, yoichi,” you said with a grin.

“more like team stupidity,” rin muttered.

“admit it, though. you’re all having fun!” bachira said, though his voice sounded a little too distant for your comfort. 

the finish line loomed ahead, a distant promise just beyond reach, teasing everyone with its nearness yet still just out of grasp. you all managed a good feet ahead before—

“red light!”

everyone immediately shut up, your bodies locking into position. your eyes quickly darted forward, and there he was. bachira had broken away from rin’s group entirely, he had been mid-gesture, stood frozen in what looked like an interpretive dance pose.

“what the hell is he doing?” you muttered under your breath, incredulous.

“he’s free-for-alling it,” isagi hissed from his spot nearby, his tone somewhere between disbelief and frustration. “why does that idiot always have to make things harder for himself?”

“probably thinks it’s more fun this way,” you replied, shaking your head.

from his spot up front, rin turned his head slightly, catching sight of bachira out of the corner of his eye. his expression darkened instantly. “get back in line, you moron,” he barked, though his voice was muffled from his bent arm, he sure still sounded seething with irritation.

bachira only stood a bit farther ahead, ignoring rin’s increasingly panicked orders. “relax, rin-chan! i’ve got this.” he exclaimed through the muffle of his sleeve. his carefree attitude was getting under everyone’s skin, especially rin’s.

a faint shuffle broke through and your heart dropped to your ass.

“no, you don’t, you absolute idiot!” rin snapped, his voice growing louder.

“who moved?” you whispered, your voice barely audible as you looked around, eyes wide in concern.

"not me," nagi muttered from behind you, his voice barely above a whisper. he, too, was clearly on edge, his usual laid-back demeanor nowhere to be found.

but before anyone could respond, rin snapped again, louder than before, filled with a desperate edge. “seriously , bachira, get back in line!”

“rin, keep it down!” you hissed, frustration bubbling to the surface. “you’ll get the both of you killed!”

your gaze flicking between rin and bachira. you shot a glare at both of them, silently cursing bachira’s stupidity and rin’s inability to keep his temper in check.

"shut it, both of you!" kunigami’s voice rang out low but firm from ahead, his back stiff. he had clearly had enough of the bickering, just as everyone else did. "focus! or we’ll all be screwed."

your breath caught in your throat as a strangled yelp echoed throughout the field. silently praying it was none of your stupid-ass friends tripping on their own feet. you turned your head just in time to see a fellow contestant—a stranger, someone you didn’t know—take a hesitant, trembling step forward, his fear betraying him.

you immediately felt your shoulders sag in relief.

though before you could relish at the thought of your friends safe, the robot’s eyes locked onto him.

bang.

the sound of the gunshot echoed across the field, loud and final. 

then, you heard it—a loud thud, followed by a sickening splat.

the man crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

the air around you turned ice cold. all traces of humor evaporated as everyone stared at the lifeless body, the reality of the game sinking in.

“holy shit,” isagi muttered under his breath, his voice shaking.

“fuck!” someone near you swore, eyes wide with panic. you couldn’t be too bothered to turn in their direction, your gaze lingered on the pool of blood, slowly soaking into the sand, the dark stain spreading like a cruel reminder of this stupid game. barely discernible in the midst of it all, a faint twitch stirred the lifeless form, a ghost of motion in a world that had already moved on.

your heart pounded in your chest as the blood drained from your face. you could still hear the echo of that shot in your ears, the chilling sound that meant someone was just gone. just like that.

the air was thick with tension, and you could almost taste the fear in the silence that followed.

“oh my god..” chigiri muttered from beside you, shaking with disbelief. his head snapped to where the gunshot previously rang. though from where he was situated, you assumed he could barely manage to see the lifeless leg of the man.

you swallowed hard, trying to push the knot in your throat down. this wasn’t a game anymore. it wasn’t fun. the faces around you were tense, their eyes wide with fear, their bodies rigid with dread. seeing the terror etched into the faces of those you held dear—your friends, your companions—pierced you deeper than any of the gunshots could. eyes darting back and forth, calculating, terrified. no one said a word, but everyone’s thoughts were screaming the same thing: am i next?

“green light!”

a strangled breath escaped your lips, and you forced yourself to focus—on the finish line, on your team, on the ones still moving, on the fragile thread of hope you were clinging to. your eyes locked with rin’s for a split second, and in the teal of his gaze, you saw it: fear, raw and unmasked, mirroring the terror clawing at your insides.

but there was something else too—something more, a flicker of resolve, burning steady like a candle in the wind. a silent promise. we’re getting out of here.

it was so unlike him, this vulnerability paired with defiance, and it stirred something deep and unsettling in you. the realization that even someone as unshakable as rin was rattled left you breathless.

you were scared shitless.

still, you nodded at him, a small movement, just enough to let him know you were all in this together. no matter what happened, you’d keep moving forward. but deep down, a part of you couldn’t shake the horror of what you’d just witnessed. another part whispered that this wasn’t just about winning anymore.

you slowly took another step forward, you could hear the others around you moving too, their footsteps muffled by the growing unease in the air. the moment was still fragile, tense, but somehow you all pushed ahead.

the faint shuffle of someone else’s footstep caught your attention, and you tensed, your eyes snapping to the figure just a few steps ahead of you. you saw bachira’s familiar smile, though this time softer, like a comforting reminder that your friends we’re still here. eyes gleaming despite the dark circumstances. he gave you a wink. cheer up.

but when you looked back toward the robot, the weight of what just happened made the air feel thicker, suffocating. you clenched your fists, forcing your mind to focus.

focus. keep moving. don’t stop.

with a deep breath, you steadied your legs, pushing forward. you had to keep moving. for your friends. for your survival.

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© 2024 mreowsu what if I told u all dis was supposed to be a crackfic since it was first inspired by that one roblox shrimp game tiktok HAHAHAHAHA

[couch-potato28]

Imagine being a Blue Lock manager! ⚽

VERSION II.

(a/n: Helloo, I'm back again!! ^^ hope you enjoy this one too and if u see any grammatical errors let me know! 🙏 tyy for reading this<3 )

WARNING!-none

wc: 1.3k words, similar to last time =)

ALSO: SORRY guys about their jersey numbers since it may not be accurate in the story cause during bllk it always changed yk and honestly i got confused so i'm just gonna stick to what i prefer lmao @ttheggrimrreaper ❤️

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FROM THE PROLOGUE:

“Congratulations L/N Y/N! Based on your results, you've earned your place in Blue Lock as the manager of player number...

...7, Nagi Seishiro"

"Nagi Seishiro..."-you murmured upon hearing the unfamiliar name, your gaze intensely scanning the little icon of him next to yours.-…nope, doesn’t ring a bell.”

Quickly moving on, you headed to the 'MANAGER' labeled room where Anri handed you a little booklet along with a congratulations for surviving type of speech before dismissing you to find your new player. As you walked your way to where Team V was currently training, you read through the booklet, groaning at the new routine you got.

“Seriously, what part of being a manager includes tutoring…?-reaching the green field, you looked around the players, trying to find a white-haired guy with a supposed height of 6’3 according to the booklet. Turning your head from left to right then right to left multiple times, you still didn’t catch sight of the boy. Where is he? Surely, you can’t be that blind not to notice someone as tall as him.

Thinking maybe you misread something, you pulled out his data sheet, but right at that moment, a purple-headed guy ran up to you.

“Hey, I noticed you standing there for a while now. Can I help?”-he offered, before taking a look at the paper in your hands.

“That would be great, thanks. You guys are Team V, right? Can you tell me where Nagi Seishiro is?”-you asked, letting him inspect the data sheet, hoping to get an answer about your player’s whereabouts.

“Wait, you’re his assigned manager?”-he asked, voice full of surprise.-“He skipped training today, so he should be in our room, I suppose.”-the purple head answered, giving you a look of pity before directing you to their room.

“Thank you for the help!”-bowing a little, you left in a hurry, starting to get irritated with this hide-and-seek game.

“You’re welcome! Please take care of him!”-your helper shouted.-“…he can be a handful.”-the rest of the words being whispered as he returned to the soccer field.

'Who the hell skips their training just like that? He better be a good.'- you thought, jogging your way to their room.-“Why did I even get someone like him in the first place? I can’t…”

Imagine being Nagi Seishiro’s manager, known as the lazy genius.

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Nagi Seishiro, whose room you literally had to break down to get him out of bed and introduce yourself, his gaze never once leaving the small phone screen in his hands as he listens to half of whatever you’re saying and hums here and there to pretend like he’s been paying attention. Slowly waiting for you to finish your rambling, he then asks if you can carry him back to his bed.

“Will you listen to me if I do?”-you ask, trying to get the tiniest amount of attention from him.

“Sure, sure.”-he replies before his body draped over yours like a baby panda.

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•Nagi, who in the beginning is hard to handle as not only do you have to get him to attend practices regularly, but also to chew his food at every meal time so he doesn’t pass out the next day. He also seems to enjoy playing virtual games on his phone, rather than focusing on the real-life matches before him, his best friend, Reo being the one to make him run towards the soccer ball.

•To your surprise though, the first time you see him play, you immediately notice that he’s quite talented with or without the purple-haired assisting, always scoring a goal or two in advance to the whistle, ensuring that his team doesn’t fail.

•Nagi, who never played any sports aside from the ones on his device, doesn’t really care about his body’s health, forcing you to do some extra work to make sure he’s fit and well-fed enough on and off the field.

•Fortunately though, taking care of his physical health and performance is harder, than dealing with his mental health. Having an easy-going personality means his introverted ass doesn’t require much, other than a comfortable bed and 2 hours of silence with some games or mangas on the side. Also, if he has enough energy, he will offer you to play with him, teaching you some techniques along the way.

•He’s surprisingly patient and explains everything in great detail anytime you ask about the rules of a game or the skills of a character. He’ll pretty much answer to anything related to his interests. However, there are days when he suddenly becomes quiet, needing much more care and attention than usual, only answering with hums and nods to your questions, and saying things like everything is a ‘hassle’.

•This man can be really clingy at times, and his ability to take a nap whenever and wherever he feels like it, after sleeping 8.5 hours is honestly impressive. Monitoring and analysing his games after plays is probably the hardest task to do as his manager, since with no background knowledge about soccer and a little attention span, he drifts off to sleep way too easily.

•During the preparation for the U20 match, besides Nagi’s routine changing, your duties also pile up leaving no time to nag at him during the day or to snatch his phone away at midnight before his average screen time reaches above his height.

•Nagi, the epitome of laziness, the genius himself also seems to work harder than usual, leaving and arriving to training on time, eating his meals without complaining, and most importantly, paying attention to your explanations during the analysing sessions of his games.

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AFTER THE U20 MATCH…

•Nagi changes. From his attitude towards soccer to his passion for gaming, everything changes. He’s become more human. Someone, who has found their goal in life. It scares you in a way, but seeing his face after each game as he leans onto you with a tired sigh and some incomprehensible mumbling, makes you realize he isn’t much different than the Nagi before.

•Changing environments and teammates (aside from Reo ofc) however was new to both of you, but he handled it quite well, leaving you to focus on your work rather than worrying about him being able to fit in.

•To your luck, since he chose Manshine City, tutoring goes smoothly with him already knowing some English words from the games he had played before. Not to mention, he’s smart and a fast learner, so sometimes instead of teaching from thick dictionaries and books, you reward him with an English movie or game marathon, earning yourself a back hug from the player.

•Nagi likes you, he’s happy to have a manager who’s 'not a hassle to deal' with he says. He likes your willingness to participate in his random naps, or when you teach him new things he doesn’t know. He also likes the fact that you turn a blind eye to when he plays a little (a lot) more than he’s allowed to.

•Does he notice that you let some things slip because you kinda like him though? Absolutely not. This mop head is unaware of him leaning way closer to you than normal, invading your personal space on a daily level, or saying things like:

“You can sleep here. I want to finish the movie.” or “Can you slip in some mangas for me? Listening to Chris is boring.” and that one time when he said-“I’m kinda troublesome, but you like me, right?”

•He doesn’t know the effect he has on you (or on his fans). The way your eyes linger on his face when your fingers touch during one of his gaming sessions or the way your body stiffens when he drops his whole weight on you. He’s completely oblivious to your crush on him, but maybe it’s better this way.

•One day, when he finally stops finding everything a hassle other than football and video games, you’ll make sure to let him know about your feelings. For now, you’re content with this friendship. Also, being his manager isn’t a big hassle as you thought it would be.

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( tyy for reading and supporting! ❤️ (★‿★)

[aninipanin1]

GLASS SHOES

Pairing: Nagi Seishiro x Reader

"In the midst of the many beautiful guests and opulent decorations, the lazy prince can only see one person - you." (Cinderella AU)

Note: I def did not imagine Nagi wearing this outfit of him in the official art lmao lmao. But anyways, midway through editing I realized Nagi's eyes were GREY and NOT BROWN which pissed me off (mandela effect is wildin) so forgive me if there are some instances I called his eyes brown.

"That boy will never learn, will he?!"

A loud bang echoed throughout the large meeting room inside the gargantuan and lavish palace. The king, who frequently received reports from his men about his only son, the crown prince was once again more than angry about the news he received.

The duke, who was with the king, cowered as His Majesty threw a small tantrum about how his son will never listen, or about how he does not take his duties seriously.

"Your m-majesty, I believe we just have to be patient-"

"I AM PATIENT, AND I HAD ALWAYS BEEN, ESPECIALLY WITH HIM!"

The old king's face turned into a comical cherry red, which got the duke a little worried for his health, patting the smaller male's back with the intent to comfort the furious and weary king.

"Sleeping in his sword fighting lessons, escaping his philosophy and politics lectures just to play in the carnivals, and now letting the Princess of Marais await him just because he did not want to get married and slept in?! Ridiculous!! Oh, how will I face that dear girl's family."

The king finally fell to his chair in exhaustion. He hated to stress himself or be mad at his beloved son, but Seishiro always did bring out the childish, unreasonable anger in him, especially since the boy had been the way he was since he was born.

Seishiro had always been the lazy kid, a characteristic no one knew where it originated. Both his parents were responsible and dignified leaders of the kingdom, something their subjects praised them for for years. The only thing that kept him from making the kingdom fall on its roots was the fact that he was a genius.

Playing the piano beautifully at the young age of 10, beating his fencing master at the age of 12, and even outsmarting his tactics mentor at the age of 15. He seemed to just get anything that was taught to him in such a short time and without any struggle too.

How befitting of the nickname the Lazy Genius Prince that most of the people in the kingdom called him.

"I just want to see him happy. For him to settle down and find someone he loves just like how I did at his age. Not wasting his time in his dreams slumbering away or playing those mindless games. I'm not getting younger, after all..."

The king let out a deep sigh, a frown on his face. Ever since his beloved wife died, it was a little harder to get through and communicate with Seishiro, seeing that she was closer to their son than he was. She always did know what to say or do just to make their Seishiro interested.

A regret that the king placed upon his shoulder is that the prince mostly grew up alone since both he and the late queen had always been busy. Slaving themselves away to make sure the kingdom was prosperous, but what they did not know is they also slaved themselves away into being close to nothing in their son's life.

And due to this, he became like this. Completely dissociated from the world.

"Oh, it's all my fault... I should have been a better father. My poor Seishiro..."

He sobbed dramatically as the duke patted his back.

"It's fine, your majesty. Perhaps we should just leave him to decide for himself-"

"Leave him alone?! Oh no, no, you see, tonight is a special night!"

The king laughed, cheering as if he was not just sobbing his heart out a few seconds ago. He sat again on his chair, grinning like an evil mastermind.

"Tonight? You mean the ball in honor of the princess-"

"No, no, NO! Not just that! But I made sure that ALL the eligible maiden in my kingdom is to attend. I'm sure he won't be interested in most of them, but he is surely to like one them isn't he?"

"But sire-"

"Oh, lighten up! HE MOST DEFINITELY WILL!"

The king started to hop around in excitement, thinking about the prospect of his only son married to a beautiful and sweet girl, along with him finally having the grandchildren he had always wanted.

"Time out, Reo..."

"C'mon, Your Highness. We just started less than 3 minutes ago."

Still, the albino prince did not listen. Slumping on the grass face first, not even minding that the dirt was tainting his pristine white uniform. No, he just continued sprawling himself on the grass and dirt, his sword left clanging on the ground.

Seishiro and his right-hand man and the heir of the duke, Lord Reo were currently training their swordsmanship. Well, mostly it was Reo taking it seriously, and Seishiro always tries to find a way to escape the training or take a long break.

Seeing as to how the white-haired prince seldom moved, Reo let out a sigh of resignation before sitting beside him on the grass.

"Fine, only a few minutes before someone sees us not training."

Seishiro did not seem to hear his companion. His grey eyes just focused on looking at the beautiful blue sky. Behind his distracted eyes were many thoughts that ran through his head, thoughts he did not want to think about and found a hassle, but he could not get off his mind no matter how hard he tried.

"You alright?"

"Hmm...Reo, do I really have to find a wife in the ball tonight?"

His words came out lazily slurred. However, there is a hint of something beneath it, something that only those who knew Seishiro well can hear. Annoyance? Disappointment? Sadness? The purple-haired lord could not decipher it, but he gave the prince a smile and a pat on the shoulder.

"Unfortunately, yes. Our kingdom needs a future queen, and well, you know that it's part of our duties as noblemen. Especially you, being the crown prince."

He nodded, turning his attention to the sky once again, still sprawling out on the grass. He let out a curious hum.

"How will I even know who to choose? It's not like I know any girl at all. Hmm...what a hassle everything is. I don't want to get married nor do I wanna be king, anyways."

"Don't be like that! You have been training for this all your life. It will be such a waste to abandon it all. And, you can always interact with them and find someone you find common grounds with."

But the concept of marriage and love still felt a big thing to the prince. He had a good example of love, his father and late mother loved each other dearly, and his father was not the same after she sadly passed. However, did he wish for that same connection with someone? No.

It felt like a hassle. A hassle to care so much about someone that you have to change the way you live to respond to them. It is a hassle to feel something so heavy, to always be cautious, so your heart can not be broken. The same way his father did just to please his own mother and vice versa, only for his heart to be broken once his beloved died of a ruthless illness.

"I don't wanna do it, Reo. Too much of a bother."

He turned and fell face first on the soft grass, which only made the duke's son sigh as he thought out loud.

"I wonder how your future fiancée will handle you, your highness. I give her all my regards and respect. Now c'mon, let's start training again."

"Nooo..."

"There will be so many beautiful dresses and decorations. Oh, I can imagine hearing the beautiful orchestral music or even seeing people dance elegantly! I can imagine the ball would be something out of a fairytale."

You wistfully imagined, dancing about the cold and dusty storage room with a broom in one hand and a duster in another. You looked out the window of the room where from a far, you can make out the tall and majestic palace.

For years, you had always been stuck in this manor. Filled with responsibility over responsibility whilst mourning the once bright atmosphere of the place. This was once a house filled with laughter and love. Love between your father, mother and you.

But, it all changed when your mother died due to her illness, and your father remarried once again after a few years. At first, you were happy for your father. He met someone who made him happy and feel loved again, and additionally to that, you will be having two sisters your age. Oh, how exciting could that be!

However, when your father also passed away, everything in the house changed. You were banished from your once cozy room into the attic, forced to do the household chores due to the fact your stepmother was not good at handling the money of your father, and consequently, lost many workers that once worked under the family manor as a form of damage control.

You never gave up hope, though. Hope that you will be free and one day have your dreams of a happy and loving life like you did before come true. But, for now, daydreams are all that you have and so, you dream.

"Welp, no time dancing around. I have to finish all of these so stepmother can allow me to go to the prince's ball."

You went back to dusting, brooming, and overall arranging the dozens of boxes in the storage room that are mostly filled with old dresses, jewelry, or other knic knacks your stepsisters bought and seldom used again.

After that, you went downstairs to prepare lunch to which you bumped into your stepfamily.

"Oh, Y/n! Polish these shoes perfectly, you hear? It has to be perfect so the prince himself can only look at me tonight!" Ai said, putting a box of shoes in the already large pile of cleaning supplies and other dresses they asked you to fix.

"No! Iron this first! It needs to be perfrctly straight and crisp! I will have the prince's attention on ME, Ai!" Chie cut off as the two started to argue again. You just heaved a sigh and walk away from them to start doing everything they asked you to, knowing you can not afford to dilly dally as the hours ticked and you still have not finished some tasks, especially now that they added a few more on your already overflowing plate.

As expected, when the coach arrived, it was just then that you finished your chores and therefore did not have any time to fix the old dress your mother passed down to you. It was a beautiful dress. However, it was old and needed a few alterations, or else some part of it would probably rip the moment you even put it on.

"Why, child. Why are you not ready yet?" You hear the dreaded voice of your stepmother, hearing the hidden satisfaction in her tone, seeing as you will not be going.

"I'm not going." You said, trying not to let the unshed tears fall or the shake in your voice be heard.

"Not going? Oh, what a shame."

"It's nothing. Please, have a wonderful night."

You headed up to your room, or if you can even call the attic, that. You looked out your window to see the rest of the kingdom, and from afar, you can see the palace as it shined bright amidst the black tint of the night sky due to probably the many chandeliers and other reflective and illuminating materials around its opulent build.

"My only chance to have something fun at least for once...it's the only time I am even a part of the demographic of a ball. Yet... yet I can not even go."

A sigh of sadness and disappointment left you. You were not an idiot and you knew that all the stalling your stepfamily did was to prevent you from ever going. But, you still could not understand why they did not want you to go. It was not like you wanted to get in their way of marrying the prince. You just wanted one night. One night of respite and fun from the hellish life you currently lived in.

Resting your head on the frame of the window, you feel your heart break a little at the thought of missing this one night of supposed fun. Well, that was until you noticed your lamp lighting up. Turning around, you found all your animal friends, those that you have taken cared of over the years of loneliness in this place, gathered up as they showed you a beautiful dress, one that was familiar enough yet altered so perfectly that it became a bit unrecognizable at first.

"It's perfect! It's so beautiful, thank you so much all of you! I owe you all!"

The mice and birds all look proud of themselves as they tweet and squeak before pointing at the dressing room, urging you to change quickly before the coach or your stepfamily left.

"Remember, girls. No slouching, arguing, pitter-pattering, or mischievous chattering. Just poise and elegance. You must attract Prince Seishiro's attention and nothing more. Understood?"

"Yes, mother." Ai and Chie said at the same time to which the elder woman nodded approvingly as the two fixed their larger than life dresses.

"Wait, please, wait for me!"

A call got them to turn to the staircase where they found you in a simple yet beautiful dress and your hair simply done. You doned no jewellery, make-up, or beautiful shoes since you did not have any, just a beautiful smile and a genuine heart.

"Well, well, it seemed you found a rather...acceptable dress to the ball, child."

"Yes. Oh, I promise I won't bother you at all. I just really want to see the palace and go out even just for tonight."

"I see, I see..." Your stepmother walked closer and closer to you, her eyebrows raised, and her eyes held no good intent as they glared at the dress from top the bottom. Her smile spoiled and bitter, the same way the glint in her eyes shone.

"However, I don't presume you think me and my daughters will be going to the ball wearing these just to have someone beside us wear...this. It's preposterous and humiliating, after all." She said snarkily, the pretend smile still on her face as she touched the sleeves as if examining it at first, before pulling it with such a force that the fragile fabric ripped.

You gasped, trying to pull back. However, you were outnumbered as Ai grabbed the skirt and pulled it so harshly that it ripped too.

"And the fabric is absolutely filthy, mother! The prince and the other nobles will certainly get sick the moment she enters in this monstrosity!"

Chie, not wanting to be left out, grabbed your hair, making the hard work you put on to fix your hair vanish as it fell down from its updo.

"And her hair us absolutely hideous, mother. We will the laughingstock of the entire palace!"

It all happened too fast. In the blink of an eye, all the hard work of your friends and the memory of your mother that all centered around this one dress was ruined. The moment the door clicked as your stepfamily left the manor, you ran out to the nearby well in the backyard of the manor and finally, the long held back tears dropped from your eyes.

All the frustrations, abuse, sadness, and insecurities that piled up throughout the years of mistreatment and enslavement under your supposed family left through warm teardrops, falling into the deep well. No formed words were needed to translate to anyone that might be seeing (including your animal friends who peeked at you) you as your sobs and tears were enough to know that you were heartbroken and had had enough of everything. That your psyche was close, if not, already falling apart.

"Why are you crying, my child?"

You hear a voice ask from behind you. Turning around, you found an old lady, soot covering her face with nothing on but a thin and old dress, keeping her supposedly warm from the cold wind of the night. You wiped your tears and swallowed the sobs that racked your throat.

"It's nothing, ma'am. Umm, are you alright? It's too cold for you to out here, especially tonight."

"Oh, I don't have anywhere to stay at. I will be fine here."

But, you knew that it was impossible. You were already shivering, what more an old lady garbed in nothing but a thin, worn-out dress? So, you did what you do best, helping her up into the stables where it was definitely warmer, giving her a blanket and a fresh cup of water straight from the well.

"You did not have to do this for me, dear."

"It's nothing, ma'am. I can't just leave you out there in the cold tonight. Sorry if the stables are a little stinky, but it's safer and warmer here. I'll clean it up tonight for you, if you want."

Just as you were about to get a rake and a bucket, her hand immediately stopped you. Her hands were nimble and wrinkly. However, it was warm and soft to the touch. She gave you a warm and kind smile before shaking her head.

"Oh no, dear. We can't have you dirtying yourself before going to the ball now, can we?"

"Huh? The ball-"

You were cut off when small sparkly butterflies and flower petals surrounded her figure. Her once dirty and worn-out clothes turned into a beautiful and magical white and blue dress, her wrinkly and soot covered face turned into one of a beautiful middle-aged woman with beautiful bouncy locks of hair.

She heaved out a few coughs, flicking her wrist and shooing the sparkly dust that fell upon her from her previous transformation.

"This is why I hate using fairy dust. Anyways! Thank you for your kindness, my dear! I am so happy to see my cute goddaughter turn into such a beautiful and kind young woman."

"Goddaughter..? Then you must be-!"

"Your Fairy Godmother, of course! I know it must be a little shocking, but I heard your cries, love. So what's the matter, hm? You can tell your lil, ol' godmother."

She cupped your face, her hands warm and loving, the opposite of your stepmother's cold and callous hold earlier when she ripped your dress. Speaking of dress, you looked down at your dress before turning to your godmother.

"It's just...I want to go to the ball, however I can't because I don't have-"

"Oh, of course! You don't have a ride there! Then you must not worry, my dear. This is why your beloved fairy godmother is here!"

She looked around for her supposed 'wand' only for her to find it inside the well's bucket? Not wanting to complicate magic in your mind, you just smiled at her as she pointed her wand at a pumpkin before turning it into a beautiful gold and silver carriage. It was something fitting for a fairytale or someone of a royal bloodline, not something you thought you deserved. Though, you cannot help the gasp and smile that escaped your lips.

"Oh, it's beautiful! Thank you, godmother!"

She just chuckled and shrugged it off, turning her head to your mice friends who were on top of a well, turning them into horses that are attached to the front of the carriage with some being left out to become the driver and the footman.

"There! Now, hurry up, my dear. It's getting late, and the ball will not be waiting."

"Oh, um thank you, but my dress-"

"Yes, it is absolutely gorg- goodness me! You can't go to the ball in that."

You gave her a smile as she walked closer to you.

"We need a simple yet beautiful dress, fitting for the shade of your eyes and the colour of your hair."

Waving her wand, dozens of golden and silver fairy dust that materialized into butterflies and flower petals surrounded your figure as a glow appeared all over your teared-up dress.

The once destroyed fabric and structure of the dress turned into a beautiful (color) ballgown. Butterflies, sparkles, and flower petals surround the dress in a minute way, yet add to the magic of the dress. It was not overwhelming to the eyes, especially the soft tone of the fabric that contrasted the night sky. Your hair was in a beautiful hairstyle that framed and fitted your face perfectly with seldom decorations and pieces of jewelry, only a small earring, a pair of gloves, and a beautiful arrangement of flowers attached to your hair.

It was simple yet ethereally beautiful, just like you. The gasp that you let out was one of awe and gratefulness as you laughed and twirled around in the dress.

"This... this is breathtaking. Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"It's nothing. You deserve it, after all. However, my dear, you must understand that by the stroke of 12 in the clock, the spell will be broken, and everything would revert back to how it once was."

She explained seriously as she watched you marvel at the dress. You took into account her warning and just smiled, nodding your head. Even with the conditions, you still felt so grateful for the few hours given to you.

"I understand, but it's so much more than I have ever hoped for."

The fairy godmother smiled at this and took you to the carriage where the mouse-turned-footman was about to help you into the carriage when she noticed your shoe that stepped unto the ladder to enter inside the carriage.

"Oh dear! Your...shoes..." She said, biting her nails. You looked at her before looking at your worn-out shoe. Its once vibrant and soft colour turned it to something more akin to black due to the soot, dust, and other dirt particles that you had to always encounter as the endentured servant of the manor.

"Oh, it's fine, godmother. It's not like anyone would see it. Besides, you already helped me with so much." You said with a wide grin, just excited to go to the ball even in your old and disintegrating pair of shoes. After all, ever since your step family took over, you were not given the luxury to buy any new pair of shoes and clothes.

You had to always be creative. Sewing the same shoes back together, or putting random clothes to cover the holes of the few dresses that you have to make it work. However, your godmother begged to differ as she flicked her wand once again.

The old shoes disappeared and were instead replaced by a pair of shining glass slippers. It reflected different colours depending on the light hitting it, with even a small delicate butterfly on the front.

"Wow...they are beautiful. And surprisingly comfortable too."

You wondered, raising your feet up a bit to look at the shoes.

"Yes, of course! You need them to be comfortable so you can dance your heart away! Now go, go! Enjoy your night, my dear!"

"Thank you so much for everything!" You waved at her as the carriage started to move through the streets to head to the palace.

"Your Highness...please stand up."

Reo sighed for the umpteenth time that night as he watched the albino-haired prince lay down on the edge of the fountain in the palace gardens. They were currently waiting for all the guests to fill in, and as always, the lazy prince left the ballroom and headed to a place where he can take his nap.

Which is why both of them were there.

"Seishiro, how long are you planning to take your nap?"

"Hmm..? Until the ball...ends..." He started to snore away, well, until he was hit on the head with a chop by Reo, to which he flinched and looked up.

"Ow...why'd you do that, Reo?"

"Because you're being an idiot. This ball is literally for you, which means you have to be there! His Majesty was kind enough not to involve you in greeting the guest when you're supposed to be there. Now let's go, the introductions are about to start, and I don't want to face His Majesty's wrath when he finds out we both aren't in the ballroom."

The purple-haired heir started to drag the prince by the collar of his uniform, being mindful to not drag him on the ground while patting off any dust or leaves stuck on his pristine, white attire. Seishiro, on the other hand, was softly frowning as his hair and clothes were being fixed by Reo. Especially his tangled hair, which the male struggled to finger comb and try to at least make presentable.

"You know what? I don't care about your stupid hair anymore. Let's go."

The ballroom was as grand and lavish as it could be. The marble and gold colors of the walls and floor matched well with the larger-than-life red curtains. The chandelier was one of the main characters of the interior design, with thousands of candles lit up on it. However, it was not the only light source inside the palace, for there were dozens of mini chandeliers on the ceilings with torches and candelabras on the ground.

To celebrate the occasion, huge arrangements of flowers surrounded the areas of the palace along with other decorative pieces that shouted royalty. The guests were as opulent as their surroundings, wearing beautiful and expensive gowns and suits, with jewelry that cost more than a house in the city. They came from different backgrounds, from the kingdom's aristocracy, a foreign monarchy family, and even some foreign aristocrats.

It was as every bit as overwhelming as it was awe-inspiring. Seishiro looked at everything with boredom. It was all too familiar to him, so where even is the element of surprise for him to be in awe of?

He shrugged it all off, returning to where he was supposed to be (or else he would be dragged by Reo if he did not do it on his own). When the announcer saw him, he started to speak. First, with a welcoming speech to everyone before calling off each and every maiden's name that were invited and have arrived.

Through it all, Seishiro just did as protocol, bowing lazily, while sneaking in a few yawns here and there. This, in turn, angered his father, who watched in anticipation from afar, hoping that his son would at least show some spark of interest in his eyes towards one maiden.

"That boy is not cooperating." He said in annoyance, the duke beside him just nodded.

"It may appear so, Your Majesty. But, I believe we must not rush Prince Seishiro. After all, we know how he can be." The two watched as he just blinked his brown eyes, uninterested at the beautiful princess that was called upon him who introduced herself, and he in return.

"Agh, am I asking for too much when I told him to find a wife? It has been a few years since he came of age, and he needs a wife. There has to be someone who can be a suitable mother and wife!"

The duke blinked in a panic, seeing the king starting to get mad. After all, the king was old, and heart problems were a thing of the monarch's past. The duke cleared his throat and tried to calm him down.

The duke, secretly, is a bit against this forcing of the prince, not seeing it as logical. After all, who falls in love with someone at first glance? No one, certainly.

"He'll be fine, Your Majesty. We just need to give him time. I can not just imagine Prince Seishiro of all people, suddenly focusing his eyes on one girl with interest. Especially if he does not know her well, and do not even get me started with a dance? That is quite impossible, Your Majesty." The duke let our a chuckle to which the king rolled his eyes, focusing his on the prince, letting the duke yap on about logical thoughts and about love.

Seishiro, who was tired and drained from the introductions, ran off as the socialization portion of the ball started. He headed out of the ballroom to the main hall, finding a spot to sit down and hopefully snore away.

Down the hall was an empty velvet couch, that served as a waiting seat for the meeting room beside it where the king sometimes resided for political visits and matters. The albino-haired prince hopped on the couch and started to snore away, hoping that maybe by the time he woke up, the whole ball would be over.

The moment you entered the palace, you were immediately lost. How could you not be? It was so much larger inside compared to how it looked outside, and it was not like you ever went to the palace before, in your life.

When it came to balls, it was only your stepfamily who attended with you being left behind in the manor to do whatever piles of chores they would throw at you that certain day.

Walking around the marble and golden halls with nothing to guide you. You tried to look for clues that will hint you where the ballroom was. Holding your dress up to prevent you from tripping, your glass shoes clicked elegantly on the floor, disturbing the quiet sound of the halls.

"Oh no, I hoped I did not go deeper into the palace. Especially, on restricted places."

Just as you turned the corner, you were ecstatic to see a man in a white uniform that mirrored of his snowy hair, laying on a velvet sofa, probably sound asleep. He was probably a guard! He must know the way around this hopeless maze.

You felt rather rude to be disturbing him. It was not his fault anyway that you got lost in the palace, but instead, it was fully yours. However, you did not want to get into deeper trouble, so with a nervous heart and an embarrassed look in your eyes, you woke him up as politely as you could.

"Um, sir? Excuse me?"

Seishiro groaned a bit in his slumber at the feeling of someone's hand poking his shoulder gently. He did feel a little annoyed with being woken up from a good nap. However, he did stand up, thinking that if he was gone for too long, his father would probably get mad at him.

When he managed to get his conscious state together, he found himself looking at a young lady, probably around his age, shyly smiling at him. She wore a beautiful (colour) ballgown with a butterfly and flower motif, her hair in an elegant hairstyle with flowes attached to it.

She was beautiful, and he won't lie about that.

"Hmm? Who are you..? What time is it?" He rubbed his eyes, muttering his words like a whisper.

"Oh, um, it is currently 8 PM, and I am just a visitor for the ball. I was wondering if you know where the ballroom is?"

You gave him a smile, one polite and warm to a degree. He just nodded, a bit dazed from his sleep, not registering your last question.

"8 PM, huh? Then, the ball is still ongoing. Hmp, I don't want to go back." He said with a frown, a bit torn between going back to the ballroom or not and risking being scolded hard by his father. You, on the other hand, were a bit confused as to how someone not enjoying the prospect of a ball.

"Really? Why don't you want to go the ball? It's supposed to be one, if not the biggest, celebration of the kingdom. Especially, since it is about the prince finding his future bride." His frown deepened at the mention of him finding a wife, before sighing begrudgingly.

"It is. But, it gets a little boring, sometimes. It's the same thing, same atmosphere and same annoying people. If it's the same thing, then why repeat it again and again? I should be just sleeping away."

You blinked at that, finding the man quite peculiar. He was very much lazy, just from the way he seemed to hate even the notion of moving or socializing eas enough for you to know that. You wondered how he became a guard with such a personality?

"I guess. You're right. If it's repetitive, it does get annoying."

"Right? And it's not like it brings any sort of entertainment anyway. Everyone in there acts the same. Too polite it makes me feel suffocated. For example, if you don't follow the trend or rules, then suddenly you are worth it to throw shade at? Hm...If I'm gonna waste my time, then they better entertain me."

You chuckled at his mini and passionless rant, watching him bury his head on the velvet throw pillow he found on the couch. You have long stopped standing up, as the mysterious man gave you space to sit down beside him as you listened to him speak.

"Right! Right! I also heard that there had been a ball where one of the marquess' got so angry at her daughter for not standing good and not flapping her fan right that her daughter got banished to a convent because of it, with the marquess deeming her hopeless to become a wife of someone."

"Hmm, yeah. Heard of it." He confirmed, closing his eyes, yet it was very much obvious he was still listening to you.

"Oh, I also heard that once a foreign prince and king visited, and the prince was beaten in a sword duel by Prince Seishiro. So the moment they went home, the prince was scarred badly by his father, who urged him to train with him in the art of sword duelling. However, the prince loved his father too much to hurt him, so he got hurt instead of a sign of humiliation."

"I guess.." He nodded away, remembering that certain prince. He did feel a bit of pity towards him, but he was kind of cocky and insulted Reo and another one of his friends and a captain of the royal guards, Isagi. So, he did it to avenge both of his friends.

A bout of silence appeared for a few seconds as you both sat next to each other, his eyes closed and resting while your eyes were focused on the starry night outside of the large glass window in front of both of you.

Turning back to face him, you started to speak again, thinking of another subject to start talking about.

"Sir, may I ask?"

"Sure.."

"Why were you sleeping here? Surely you had something to do, especially since the ball is currently happening."

Seishiro had his mouth shut for a bit before he let out a hum.

"I do. But I don't wanna...it's too much of a hassle to move or do anything. Especially as something like a stupid ball."

"Yeah, like you said earlier. But is there another reason why?"

He paused for a second, deep in thought, mouth closing and opening like a fish desperate for water before he found the right words to say.

"Hmm, I guess. I just don't like how I'm forced to practically do everything wants me to do. I have a lot of people hoping for something big from me, but I know I can't or don't want to deliver. I'm not built for a life of so many responsibilities."

"That's not true! Every human in this world is built to be able to handle any responsibility or situation thrown at them!"

He raised an eyebrow at that, it was definitely the first time he heard of this saying before, but he nodded for you to elaborate.

"Well, being human means having struggles. Struggles we don't want to face or find it hard to face, but in the end, we have to. This is how we improve as human beings, all the hardships we go through, no matter how brutal, it's there for a reason. I don't really know you, but from your personality, I can get why you don't wanna go back to the ball, but if it's your challenge, then you just have to brave it out. After all, maybe a time will come where we end up regretting not facing our struggles."

"Heh, when will that ever happen? A life without hassle is good."

"I guess. But there is a saying that goes: "It's better to suffer early in life, than later." It means, that when we suffer early on in life, we can learn so many lessons and when that problem comes again in the future, then we can counter it better because we learned in the past."

"Hmm, I guess that makes logical sense." He stopped to think about everything you brought up in the conversation. He was utterly surprised that a conversation that started out with him asking the time, turned into something so philosophical and yet, relatable that not even his philosophy teacher, who is well versed in the meaning of life, ever mentioned nor went this deep before with him.

"But, mister. You know, I feel the opposite of you. I really want to go to the ball."

"Hmm? Why? Its a hassle." He said, opening one of his eye to look at you.

"Right, maybe it is! But, it's the only time I can ever enjoy the feeling of going through a hassle. That, I have the time and opportunity to do something useless. Because, every second of my life, I have doubles and doubles of responsibility, so to experience and do something not as an obligation but because, its my choice, feels like my first taste of freedom, you know? Not like, I'm planning on escaping or anything because I can't, but I'm still so thankful tonight, even if a few hours pales in comparison to the years of hardship."

As you went on your spiel, his eyes slowly opened. This time, he did not just listen but also looked at you. From what he can tell, your current life was not easy, but the smile on your face said otherwise. It did not feel like you enjoyed the struggle, no far from it, but instead, you loved the small taste of freedom you got to experience that night.

Is this what other people who are forced to either survive but work or else have nothing, go through? Sure, he was forced, but not to the extent that he would be thrown out by his father. Even if he was lazy like this, his father always loved him still.

He looked at the smile on your face, it was full of warmth and happiness. In fact, it was too genuine that even the corners of his mouth quirked up a bit. Maybe, just maybe he can find some sort of reason to not be as lazy as he always was, especially when it came to his responsibilities.

After all, like you, he had dozens of responsibilities. But, the way you handled them? Complete opposite of him, you seemed like a hard worker and a dreamer, the opposite of him. So, he was definitely curious how he would fare if he, at least once, tried to do his duty the way you do yours? With optimism for a better future.

His future was blank in his eyes, unlike how his father and the kingdom sees it. He's the future king, he has a legacy waiting for him to be built. Yet, he had no plans on how he'll do it. How he will leave his mark into the kingdom, but now, he thinks he may have a few ideas.

This time, he would not run away. There is a time for that, a time of respite and rest. But for tonight, he will try not to run away and face the music instead. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, your way is the missing entertainment, the missing spark in his life.

"Oh my goodness, I forgot about the ball!"

You exclaimed, which startled Seishiro a bit. He watched as you picked your dress up, before turning to him once again.

"Uh, right! I wanted to ask if you know the way to the ballroom, sir?"

He blinked before standing up from the velvet couch, before extending his hand to you in a very gentle and chivalrous way, courtesy of all the training he had to go through when it came to etiquette.

"I'll lead you there, if you'll let me."

Your cheeks warmed up a bit at the rather sweet move before nodding your head and accepting his hand and his offer as well.

"Oh, where is he! I swear if he went back to his chambers or hid somewhere in the palace just to escape his duties, I will make sure he-"

The king was stressed out, face red the moment Reo reported to the king about how it had been more than half an hour since he had been looking for the missing albino prince, to no avail. Even if the duke and his son tried, the king was searching for the young prince. The first dance had started a few minutes ago after all, and Seishiro needed to be there to find a maiden to be his first dance. But he was not even there, and if he did not come in an instant, a lot of people would start talking.

Humiliation is awaiting the monarch of the kingdom if the prince does not arrive in the next second.

However, the king's outburst stopped when the door to the ballroom opened once again, to reveal Prince Seishiro.

"That boy! I swear-"

The king stopped whatever spiel he was about to go on once more the moment his eyes stopped at the beautiful young maiden beside his son, her delicate and gloved hand on top of his as he led her to the ballroom.

"A...a girl. Oh, he's with a girl!"

The king let out an excited and hearty laugh. He turned to the orchestra and raised his hand with such fervor, signaling for them to start the waltz. The conductor raised his baton and started to conduct the orchestra who followed his lead, as the sound of the instruments harmonized into a melodic yet colorful waltz.

Seishiro sighed, before turning to face you, hand still holding yours before bowing.

"May I have this dance?"

You blinked, in a bit of a panic, knowing that you are not the best dancer there is, especially since it has been so long since you danced a waltz.

"B-but, I'm not that good-"

"You'll be fine, I got you."

He said it in a rather serious tone, his gray eyes turning a warmer shade like how a dark cloud shines brighter when the sun hides behind it. With a curtsey of your own as a sign of acceptance, you let him hold your waist, as well as tighten his hold on your hand.

You both swayed across the dance floor, almost like it was ice and you both weighed nothing. In the small instances that you would almost lose your balance or move in the opposite direction of where he was going, Seishiro would move ahead of time to catch you or guide you to the right way, as if he could predict each and every one of your movements.

In his eyes, no one in the world was left other than you and him. The background blurred, with you being the only thing clear in his eyes. The music barely registered in his mind even, his body was being pulled by an invisible force to you, like he was always destined to be near you.

He never felt this way before, never felt so distracted yet so focused at the same time. Why you of all people? Was it because he found you attractive? No, he found many people attractive, yet he would ignore them the same way he did everybody else. Or was it because he felt some sort of connection with you in the short time you two talked in the halls? Because you touched his heart even if you did unintentionally and unconsciously?

The dance continued, his eyes stuck only on you. He even noticed the nervous look in your own eyes, face moving away to avoid his stare, face warm. Not liking that you were witholding your beautiful irises from him, he let go of your waist for a second and cupped your cheeks, guiding it back to face him.

"Don't look away. Only look at me, okay?" Nodding your head, you tried your best to calm the wild beating of the heart inside your ribcage.

As the time passed, you found your feet moving on rhythmically now. The previous clumsy movement of your feet or the lack of balance in your core slowly going away, as you trusted him enough to catch you if you lose your balance.

From afar, the king pat the duke's back, laughing heartily as they watched the dance commencing between the prince and the mysterious girl. It had been a while since the king had looked genuinely happy. Meanwhile, Reo also looked down from the balcony with a nostalgic and warm smile, watching the spark in the prince's eyes. It was a look he was a bit familiar with as there were some instances where the royalty would find it in himself to enjoy something, but most of the time it would only last a few minutes before vanishing. However, now, the spark in his grey eyes was burning bright, so bright that it looked like it would never ever die.

'I'm glad you finally found something worth the hassle for, Your Highness.'

Everything was perfect, well it was perfect until the bell started to ring, the clock's hands striking twelve.

You gasped the moment you realized it was only a few minutes before it turned midnight. Your steps stopped, eyes boring on the clock.

"I-it's midnight."

At first, Seishiro was a bit taken aback when you suddenly stopped, he also turned to the clock, a little confused.

"Yeah, it is. What's wrong-"

"I have to go." You said out of nowhere, ready to bolt out the door, but the prince's hands were still connected with yours, his grip holding unto your wrist.

"Why? The ball is not done yet."

"Oh, I-I just...really need to go. Goodbye!"

You gave one last smile before taking off the ballroom door, hand clutching your skirt tight and lifting it so you can run even faster out of the palace before the magic vanished.

The rest of the crowd, as well as the duke and the king, were all wondering, a bit panicked as to why the mystery girl the prince seemed so taken with was suddenly running away.

Reo, moved fast the moment he saw the lazy Prince Seishiro bolt out of the door as well to follow you. It was something he had never seen before, especially since he had grown up with the prince ever since they were infants.

Wasting no time, the duke's heir also chased after you, even shouting for you to stop or wait.

Meanwhile, you were battling against Father Time himself, trying to outrun his hands fast enough for you to get inside the carriage. Just as you were only a few steps away from reaching the bottom of the stairs, you heard a 'clang' hit the ceramic stairs of the palace as well as the cold and rough feeling of the floor.

Looking back, you saw one of your glass slippers lying a few steps up. You stopped, thinking if you had the time to even pick it up. But, hearing the distressing sound of the bell and the figure of the mysterious man catching up, you immediately abandon it and just head straight to the carriage where all your friends are waiting for you.

The moment you hopped inside the magical carriage and it started moving, you sighed in relief. The smile on your face, however, did not vanish as you remembered everything that happened that night.

The deep conversation that established a connection between you and him, the romantic dance that made you feel like you were on the clouds, the mysterious man who was cold and uncaring at first, but had a caring and sweet personality underneath it all.

In fact, you were too dazed, eyes dreamy even after the magic vanished. The once beautiful carriage turned back into a pumpkin, your animal friends turned back into their original forms and your once beautiful gown turned into your mother's ripped dress.

To your surprise, the glass slipper was still there. It was the only thing that grounded you that everything you experienced was not a dream, but instead, reality.

"No...I won't marry anyone else, but her, Reo."

The glare definitely took the purple-haired heir aback. The pacifist prince showing emotions other than pure boredom? That was a new repertoire in the royalty's very limited facial expressions.

Raising his arms up in surrender, Reo just nodded away to his want, not wanting to know what a pissed off Prince Seishiro would say or do.

"Sorry, Your Highness. It came from His Majesty, but I suppose he would not really be against to you finding that mystery girl from last night. All he ask is for you to find a bride."

He nodded, large hands still holding tight onto the only thing that you left behind as proof that you were real and not just a figment of his dreams: the glass shoe.

It was beautiful, definitely fitted to your feet only, especially since it was glass.

That had to mean that the slipper was customized to your foot only, to the bumps, curves and size of it, meaning that this can become a lead to you.

He stood up from his position on top of the castle staircase, walking to where the horse stables are.

"Tell some of the guards that I need a few of them to come with me to search for her, Reo."

Having no say in the matter due to his lower position, Reo nodded his head almost immediately.

It was not like he had any reasons to hold the prince back anyway, especially since this was the first time he had ever been serious about something and that made the heir of the duke quite proud, to see that the prince, his best friend was slowly turning into the strong man that he and anyone can see has the potential to be.

It was so early in the morning, yet you could hear your stepmother already yelling. To your relief, it was not you who was the victim this time as she entered each of her daughters' rooms, shaking each of them up from their dreamful slumber.

Bringing up a tray of breakfast to their room, you found a rather comedic scene where your two stepsisters were lying on one bed, still dozing off while your stepmother pulled both their sleeping bonnets off, letting the sunlight hit their faces causing their eyes to open wide.

"You two, I told you! Prepare immediately, we have no time to waste! The prince along with the duke's heir will be visiting each house around the kingdom to find that girl from last night!"

Chie just yawned at her, while Ai sleepily raised an eyebrow at that, covering herself with the blankets again without a care.

"Well...it's not like we're the girl, mother. Why should we care?"

"Now, you two listen! No one knows who the girl is, not even the prince who is absolutely in love with her. The only thing left of her existence is a glass slipper, and so by royal command, every maiden in the kingdom is to try on the slipper. And, whoever the shoe fits will be the prince's bride and the future queen."

Your eyes widened at that, feeling your legs weaken a bit at the revelation. Putting the tray on the nearby bedside table, your thoughts ran back to the previous night. A glass slipper? Surely...that was not yours, right? It's not like you were the only one wearing a very rare glass slipper that was probably hard to make without magic, right? And that mysterious man who you just took into consideration had a rather opulent outfit fitting that of a prince than a guard, was not really the prince, right?

You were probably just being delusional.

Well, you were not the best at manipulating anyone, much less yourself. Heaving a deep breath, you wanted to scream out a mixture of surprise and embarrassment at the fact that you talked and danced with Prince Seishiro all night, and by God did not even recognize him even though he was famed for his snow-white hair and skin, grey eyes and tall figure.

However, your stepmother's statement made you come back to reality. He was looking for you? And, he will arrive later today. Panic and excitement rushed through your veins. If he did find you, that meant you would get to see him again. Adding to that, you will also be free from your stepfamily.

It was the best of both worlds.

You were too busy thinking and daydreaming that you did not even notice that your stepsisters were feeling the same way as you, picking up their best dresses and shoes to wear, insisting you make sure all of it was perfect and worthy that of a future princess as if they were sure they will be able to fit into the glass slipper mentioned.

Walking to your room with a dazed look still, ready to start the chores they assigned to you. However, this vulnerability made you overlook a pair of eyes filled with suspicion. Following you to the attic, your stepmother watched as you glided across your room, humming the tune of the waltz from the ball last night while combing your hair.

With her suspicions proven correct, your stepmother took the key from outside her pocket and immediately closed the door on you, locking it. The sound of the door slamming alerted you, however you were too late as by the time your hand arrived on the doorknob, you were already locked inside the cold attic.

"No! You can't do this! You can't..."

As if breaking your heart and hope last night was not enough, she did it again. Taking it from you with a cold and heartless countenance. You wept behind the door, wondering why every time freedom dangled its hand to you, fate would always be there to let it get taken away again and again.

The moment the clock rang, signaling that it was 9 AM, the family was greeted by a knock on the door. Ai and Chie ran to the windows, jumping up and down excitedly the moment their eyes landed on a few guards sitting on their horses just outside of their door, in the midst of them was Lord Reo, and most importantly of all, the Crown Prince himself, Seishiro.

"Mother! They're here! He's here!!" They squealed, to which their mother just smiled, opening the door to see it was one of the captains of the royal guards, Sir Isagi Yoichi.

"Good Morning, Mi'lady! I apologize for the intrusion, but we are here in the name of the King and of course, His Highness, Crown Prince Seishiro to do the fitting by royal decree!"

After the speech, the ravenette stepped back to make way for the albino prince to enter. Everyone bowed to him in respect, and that included your stepmother and stepsisters.

"Welcome, Your Highness. I am Lady Kana, and these are my daughters, Ai and Chio."

The two maidens bowed, giving their best impression of a genuine yet charming smile which Seishiro just fully ignored. He just turned his head to Reo and the guard who had the glass slipper in possession.

Just from looking at either of the sisters, the prince can already tell that it was neither of them. However, it was written in the decree that every maiden in the kingdom must try it on. So he had to follow it even if he was sure it was neither of them. He can never forget your face, after all, not when it was the only thing in his mind the whole time they searched for you.

He just needed a reason for his father to push through with the search, instead of abandoning it all just for his father to arrange for him to another woman. That is why he is even doing this stupid glass slipper thing, and also so that he can visit each house to look for you, and he cannot really do that without a reason, can he?

While the guard called unto Ai to try on the slipper first, Seishiro could not help but notice the matriarch of the family, her face contorted in a nervous expression as if she were a deer caught in headlights. Sweat dripped down her forehead as she put her hands in each of her pockets as if she were checking for something that was not there anymore.

It may seem like it was just something trivial, but he can feel his gut telling him something else. Something much more complex than losing something random.

"Your Highness?"

He heard Reo call out to him. Seishiro sighed and whispered to his right-hand man.

"It's not them, but continue the fitting."

As everything was happening downstairs, you were busy looking through the keyhole to see your mice friends doing everything their little bodies could to get the key which fortunately for them was captured by their leader as your stepmother was heading down the attic stairs.

"No, no! Don't grab there, grab onto the left part of the board! There's a hole there. Just one more step!"

You guided them as finally, they sneaked under the door and gave you the key. The key to your freedom, this is it. Opening the door, you hurriedly ran down the stairs to the halls, your heart pounding in your chest. Was it out of nervousness? Excitement? Even a mix of both, you did not know, and you will not be waiting around to find out.

Peeking your head through the corner, you can see that almost all of the visitors from the palace you can assume, were out of the door except for one. That familiar messy yet soft-looking albino hair, the familiar white uniform, his tall build, and soft, hazy grey eyes.

No doubt, it was him. It was the mysterious man you talked to and danced with the whole night. For a moment, you felt your voice vanish due to shock and awe that you saw him again after thinking that the feelings you felt would just remain as those, feelings. With no way to ever let it out to the person it belonged to. That you will never see him again.

But now, here you were, a few meters from him, and it seemed like he felt you too because at that moment he turned his eyes to face you.

It felt like time itself stopped for a moment. It was only a few seconds but to the both of you, it felt like forever. And then, a small rare smile appeared on his face. Climbing up a few steps, he did not even hear out the complaints and explanations of your stepfamily about how you were just a maid and nothing more.

In response, you also walked down the stairs, where you two met at the middle of it. Gently taking your hands in his, he laid his lips on top of your fingers delicately. No words were needed, the air and the beating of both your hearts were the only thing that mattered.

Until finally, you cracked a bit of a laugh when he did not drop your hand from his.

"You know, I am a maid. My hands are pretty dirty, your highness."

You jokingly said to which he just smiled at, before shaking his head.

"Hmm, I think your hand is cleaner than mine, seeing as to how I am too lazy to wash my hands sometimes, you know?"

"Really? Not very princely of you, Your Highness. I am a little bit confused as to why you did not even tell me you were the prince. I thought you were just a high-ranking guard or something."

He raised an eyebrow at that, shaking his head while a small chuckle escaped his lips.

"My fault, it's not like you told me your name either. Isn't it a little unfair, dear princess? That you now know my name, but I don't?"

Your face flushed at that, recognizing that you in fact, never gave him your name last night at all, as well. But, what got you blushing even more was the nickname he gave you. With one last breathy chuckle, he finally led you down the stairs, hand still holding yours while guiding you to sit on a chair.

As Reo signaled the guard to try the shoe on your feet, everyone gasped when the prince himself took the shoe, kneeled in front of you, and put it on your foot. It was definitely a sight to see the crown prince kneeling before a maiden dressed as a scullery maid.

It was royal protocol that other than his father or any other king, Seishiro bowed to no one. It was the opposite, everyone should bow to him due to his position and bloodline, however, to him, you are the only exception to that rule. He was ready to stay on his knees for as long as he had to, just for you.

You taught him many things in a single night, that no one before had ever done. You changed his life and answered his questions on it, the way no one ever did. You connected with his soul and heart, two places of himself that no one ever managed to.

But most importantly, you taught him love. Love for what he had, love for those around him, love for himself, and of course, love for you.

It was no surprise of course, when the shoe perfectly fits you. The moment he saw your eyes up in the stairs hiding behind the corner, he immediately knew it was you.

His chest rumbled in a small and quiet laugh, one that only you heard. Finding his laugh infectious, you burst into small fits of chuckles as well, raising your eyebrow at the sudden outburst.

"What's with the sudden laugh?"

"All my life, I never believed nor even bothered with love. Yet, here I am. And besides, don't you find it entertaining and interesting too? That I found the love of my life because of a glass shoe?"

AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER, THE END.

Blue Lock is WRITTEN by Kaneshiro Muneyuki and ILLUSTRATED by Nomura Yusuke. All credits to the both of them.