#nagi seishiro

[seneon]

Hey hey🩷

Could you maybe write a headcannon with blue block boys when they lash out on reader bc they have a bad day and call them annoying or disrespect them? Reader (female) is not sure abt forgiving them. I love angst. Could you maybe pls do it for Isagi,Nagi,Bachira,Reo,Barou Yukimiya,Rin,Sae or actually for whoever you like want to write for. If its to much Im really sorry 🥺🩷. I really enjoy your writings and I hope you are alright.

WILL YOU LOVE ME WHEN I'M DEAD ──── bllk various.

notes. featuring yoichi, seishiro, yukimiya, and the itoshi brothers only. and angst. for everyone, i'll have the same scenario of them coming home angry after football practice, then we'll escalate from there onwards. not my best work since my blue lock knowledge has gone rusty butttt ya :v

𖥔 ݁ ˖ ISAGI YOICHI

he's so so stressed after football practice that he can't keep his cool. yoichi didn't mean to raise his voice at you, vulgarity spilling down his tongue like ancient curses. you're terrified in disbelief, and he doesn't notice it. not until you slowly nodded and pursed your lips in a tight line that makes him regain some senses of himself. you then walked away, and he follows you the second you moved your muscles. "my love wait, i'm so sorry," he calls out softly, voice almost breaking and you tell him to give you time, locking him out of your shared room so he could think upon his actions. yoichi will stay outside your door, even sleeping by the wall just waiting for you to come out from your room so he could apologise.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ NAGI SEISHIRO

silent treatment creeps into the air even hours after he tells you that you're annoying and pestering, always nagging him all around. he appears to not care by occupying his attention in his games. but truly on the inside, he's so bothered that you're not beside him doing your own thing as he played his game. he feels empty beside him, so used to having you by his side all the time. he could tell you were in no absolute mood to see him right now, and his inexperienced self has no idea how to apologise or make it up to you. maybe he'll try some other time when you come home from your late night drive to cool off from a brief argument with seishiro.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ YUKIMIYA KENYU

he's an expressive young man, thus when he comes into your room with your favourite snacks in a basket properly and you're ignoring him, his lips is all turned downwards into a guilty frown. kenyu knows he's in every wrong that he called you annoying for simply wanting to check up on him after practice. he didn't mean any of it, just an 'in the heat of moment' occurrence. kenyu yearns for you as he kneels by your bed and holds your hands just to get your attention. then he apologises. he knows he's hurt your heart and soul. he'll have to keep trying because he's going to earn it.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ ITOSHI RIN

in an absolute crisis mixed upon the events that happened at practice along with a million of thoughts and possibilities swimming in his mind that you will leave him. when his strings break at how you forgot not to touch a jersey of his that he has hanging by his drawer, rin leaves you first— to his room. a heavy pessimistic, even if it looks like he's fine with simply cleaning his football shoes. you've shut him out, as he did to you when he came back home and refused to speak to you like he usually would. tonight will be long if neither wants to see each other eye to eye.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ ITOSHI SAE

does not take no for an answer when he apologises. that is a bad trait of his— sae thinks everything will go his way. so when you flat out said you wouldn't forgive him this time for even disrespecting you in the first place, his anger heightens. when you want to walk away, he will simply pull you back, heartfelt apologies he muttered in hopes of you forgiving him. but you're so hurt by him that he could see it in your eyes. it held the fading reflection of the last chance. and maybe, just maybe... you've lost the spark with him. he died a little on the inside at that surfacing realisation.

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[neeeooon]

when they dye their hair black ;

bf bllk x gn!reader

kunigami rensuke

-> “excuse me sir, have you seen my—KUNIGAMI?!”

-> “oh! hi y/n! :3” “what did you do to your head?!” “do you like it :)”

-> you hate it, but you’re not about to tell him that. “it looks! great!”

chigiri hyoma

-> he actually looks really good with black hair. you can’t stop touching it

-> “is it permanent?” “it’s dye, so, yes.” “so pretty~”

mikage reo

-> “AAAAA—what the..? REO?!”

-> “WERE YOU ABOUT TO HIT ME WITH THAT?!” you slowly lower the frying pan. “… no?”

nagi seishiro

-> you don’t even recognize him at first and think some tall weirdo is hovering in your shadow. “HIYA!!!!”

-> nagi falls over when your foot lands against his stomach. “oh my, nagi?!” “ow.” “your hair!!!” “ow.”

michael kaiser

-> “!! wowwwww, babe! i love your—“ “this is a wig.” “OH THANK GOD.”

-> not that he doesn’t look BAD with black hair, you just prefer your lovely blond boyfriend as he is now :)

hiori yo

-> “an angel just lost its wings..” “hm?” “nothing..”

-> you can’t help but stare sadly at the mop of black hair atop your baby blue boyfriend’s head. “… y/n, please stop staring at me like you’re about to cry.” “IM OKAY!!! IM FINE!!!!”

-> you’re not. you cried

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[semisutopia]

hatred? or something more?

kaiser x gn!reader

sitting in bed with kaiser, watching a movie when a dirty scene comes up. the both of you watch the scene for a couple of minutes before you speak, “you know, i never know what to do when something like this comes up. i mean, when i’m watching with another person, yknow?”. 

you turn to kaiser and see that he has a pillow over his lap and watching the screen. your lip quirks up and you lean closer to his ear. “are you..enjoying this, kaiser?”. he scoffs and turns his head away, replying, “shut up, it’s just good camera work.”. his actions contradict his words as he grips the pillow over his lap more. 

this only causes your grin to widen as you lean closer, whispering in his ear, “you know…i can help you with that…”. he doesn’t reply but you can hear his breath hitch, as if he’s considering it and you press your lips to the shell of his ear. 

“keep watching the screen...”, you whisper and place a few kisses to his ear, trailing them down to his neck. all the while, he’s finding it harder to pay attention to the movie. after a few more moments, he throws the pillow away and grabs your throat, pulling you up to make his lips meet yours in a hot kiss. 

wasting no time in reciprocating, you kiss him back, moving onto his lap with the guidance of his hands as they wrap around your waist. your arms snake around his neck and continue kissing him fervently. he pulls you closer by your waist, slipping his tongue into your mouth and his hands under your shirt. 

you move one hand to his hair, tugging it gently and eliciting a small moan from him. that makes you smile. and he hates that. he takes that as an invitation to go further and moves his hands to someplace you’d really rather not have him touch. 

immediately pulling away, you move his hands off you. “no, no- not there”, you say, breathing a bit heavier. kaiser’s hands go up to not touch you, looking almost…concerned. guilty? no, he’d never feel such a thing. let alone for you. 

“sorry”, he mumbles, seeing you wrap your arms around yourself a bit. you shake your head and mumble back, “it’s fine. i shouldn’t have…started that.” “that’s not your fault.”, he replied, seeing your expression get more upset. he places his hands on the sides of your waist, cautiously, as if to test out your boundaries. “is…this okay?”, he asks, almost softly. the tense in your body doesn’t go unnoticed by him and he takes his hands off your body again, mumbling an inaudible ‘sorry’ again. 

seeing your expression get more nervous, he cups your cheek, gently and makes you look at him. “hey…”, he coos. you meet his eyes, almost shamefully. “what..?”, you ask. “it’s okay. it’s not your fault. it’s mine.”, he replies and it sounds like he’s comforting you. he’s never comforted someone like this before. or ever. 

“do you..want to watch something else?”, he asks. you take a few seconds to think and nod, slowly, “..yeah. i’d like that…”. he nods in response and takes the t.v. remote, switching the adult movie off and loading your favorite movie. why does he know your favorite movie? who knows? 

as much as you didn’t want him to touch you there, you didn’t want to move off his lap. he was warm. and..soft. and for the first time since you met him, you feel like he’s more than just Michael Kaiser, egoist striker. he’s…kaiser. 

as the movie starts playing, he looks back to you, moving some of your hair away from your forehead. “you’re gonna have to face the other way to watch, der trottel.” you don’t know what that means but you can only assume it’s something insulting. 

“i know…”, you say but make no initiative to actually move. his hand moves from your forehead to your cheek, running his thumb across your skin and brings his face a bit closer. “hey…”, he murmurs, trying to meet your gaze. you’ve been looking down this whole time but finally look up to meet his eyes. they’re like sapphires. you swear you can almost see the moon in them. 

the way he looks at you is like he’s asking you a question. searching for the answer in the depths of your irises. you lean closer ever-so-slightly until the tips of your noses are touching each other. the striker’s eyes flicker between yours before hesitantly closing the gap between your lips, planting a kiss to your lips. he was almost expecting you to push him off again, and honestly, so were you. but you didn’t. you didn’t push him off. you didn’t slap him. you just…stayed. closing your eyes after a second, you move your lips against his slowly. he kisses you gently. almost carefully. as if he’s scared to go too far. to scare you off. 

after a few more seconds, you pull away, touching your bottom lip with your fingers, still feeling his lips on yours and tasting his vanilla lip balm. “that..was nice…”, you say, quietly and meet his eyes again. “...i’m glad you think so.”, he replies, his eyes never having left your face. the sounds of the intro song playing in the background makes you snap out of your daze and you clear your throat. “sorry, i should- uh..”, you stammer and turn around to sit between his legs, looking at the t.v. 

kaiser doesn’t mind. he notices your stiff posture, as if you’re forcing yourself to sit up straight and places a hand on the side of your arm, trying to coax you into relaxing. “you’re gonna hurt your back sitting like that.”, he says. “sitting straight is good for my posture”, you reply, not allowing yourself to lean back against him. you can hear his soft sigh at your words and he doesn’t pester more, but keeps his hand on your arm, his thumb rubbing your skin, gently, as he watches the movie. 

you relent and hesitantly lean back against his chest, holding your breath while doing so. you can feel his body relax at your movement and his thumb keeps moving comfortably against your arm. you feel more relaxed, the longer he does so and you lean back against him more. the two of you watch the movie intently, you more so than him as he can see your mood brighten while watching your favorite characters on the screen. 

after a while, you speak unknowingly, “baby?”. kaiser’s head immediately turns to you, moving his hand to your cheek, “yeah?”. he replies without thinking and immediately gets wide-eyed. you snicker a bit at his reaction but before you can tease him about it, he interrupts. “just- shut up. what did you want?”, he asks but his hand remains on your cheek. you turn his head back to face you his chin. the second his eyes meet yours, the question you wanted to ask him leaves your mind and you just stare up at him, keeping your finger under his chin. 

he doesn’t coax you to keep talking, just staring back at you. his eyes search yours and he leans down to be closer to you. “..what is it?”, he whispers but doesn’t expect you to answer. instead, he pulls you closer to press his lips to yours once before puling away, as if to test your comfort level. your eyes flutter close as he kisses you and once he pulls back, you chase his lips, connecting your lips again in a gentle kiss. 

your hand moves to his cheek and your mouths move together, slowly, for a few moments before you pull away enough to ask, “you still hate me, yeah?”. a chuckle leaves his lips and he mumbles, “on your life, i still hate you”, before connecting your lips again. 

all rights go to @semisutopia on tumblr. please don't copy or plagiarise my work. that's really lame of you.

did i write this because i wanted comfort myself? yes, and?

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[ryyuziii]

@i-am-nagi-wife 😔😔😔

Nagi boyfriend headcannons →

Boyfriend!Nagi who loves using your lap as a pillow while he plays on his phone/switch. He just loves your thighs

Boyfriend!Nagi who will do things he usually wouldn't, just for you, whether its just getting up for 5 seconds instead of 3, or going out when your sick just to get you medicine and your favorite chocolates to cheer you up.

Boyfriend!Nagi who loves any sorts of physical affection from you. Headpats, hugs, and kisses, especially forehead kisses.

Boyfriend!Nagi who loves cuddling at night with you, all nice, warm, and cozy with his future wife.

Boyfriend!Nagi who loves talking about how much you care for him when he's with his friends.

Boyfriend!Nagi who always remembers to get you snacks whenever he goes out to the nearby convenience store for snacks.

[oo-mi-ru-oo]

Blue Lock art~💙

[wholemeallbread]

nagi has never considered himself attractive. he's not ugly, but he's not attractive either. he thinks. it's not like he's insecure about anything nor is there anything he could do to "fix himself". even then, that would be too much effort. he doesn't mind leaving reo in the spotlight – he's the one that gets all of the attention after all.

you may be a stranger, but you wholeheartedly disagree. your jaw was nearly on the floor, considering this six foot whatever was your age, and looked like this? is that even possible? it's rude to stare, but god, you don't think you could stop yourself this time. what could he be like? lively? no, he doesn't seem to be that kind of guy. if anything, he looked bored, even with his eyes trained on his phone. quiet? nonchalant? yikes... aren't you just walking straight into a trap then?

and yet, your unluckiness simmers in. at the end of the day, he was on the opposite side of the train tracks, going in the opposite direction. the world is basically saying the two of you were destined not to meet.

but that's not going to stop you so easily.

prologue to a smau series

[cheralith]

not requesting or anything, more so asking out of curiosity, but if you expanded your HP!Au to any other characters in bllk who would they be/what sort of situations would you put them in ??

characters (first portion, one-shot) ; itoshi rin || wc ; 1.3k characters (second portion, headcanons) ; isagi, sae, bachira, kunigami, reo, nagi, chigiri yukimiya contains ; gn!reader, no pronouns used, hogwarts!au a/n ; im having wayyy too much fun with this au soz

so i actually had a minor side plot for ravenclaw!rin. a half-blood (mom pure-blood, dad half-blood), he's two years younger than kaiser and reader and is also on the quidditch team as their other chaser and got on the team because of his sae, who also was a chaser shortly before he got scouted by a famous quidditch team in america to play for them, playing internationally before he even got to finish his education at hogwarts. sae left in his fifth year, and third year rin tried out to fulfill his duty as his replacement.

the other chaser was the captain of the team at the time, a seventh-year prefect who was all too busy trying to wrap up her final year at hogwarts to teach rin, so you had to do it. obviously because his prodigy of a brother was the one who taught him mainly everything on his position, it didn't really take you much effort to teach your junior. rin himself thought you were kind of lukewarm in comparison to the regality that was his brother until he saw you in action.

while no one could compare to his beloved big brother, you definitely came close. he'd watch in admiration during practice as you whizzed through the air, successfully gliding through the many obstacles the ravenclaw coach would instill for you effortlessly with little to no mishaps. your playing style was different, yet alike to sae's—sae flying was best described as "beautiful", yours was best described as "elegant." prior to his leave, sae was nicknamed "the hummingbird" for his swift flying and ability to fly backwards, you were hypnotizing in the air, with your blue and black cloaks trailing behind you creating the illusion of blue morpho butterfly wings as you silkily cut through the air with your broom.

so rin admired you quietly. you were one of the few people that actually earned his attention naturally, since you resembled sae a lot when you were in matches, even going far as to replace him as the ace of ravenclaw, a title that rin had been striving for since he started playing. he knows that as long as you're here, you'll be in the spotlight, but the most that can try to do is capture some of the limelight for himself by mimicking your best plays. you were dedicated into helping rin shape himself up to be just like his brother, and so rin always felt prideful whenever you showed him more attention than the others during practice and more praise after matches when you became captain the year after rin tried out in your sixth year.

he's in a lone corner of the ravenclaw common room as the afterparty starts to really pump its gears up. ravenclaw had just dominated the ravenclaw vs. gryffindor by a sly two points scored by rin and you respectively. his teammates and other housemates in passing tell him he did great and that that they can totally see him playing alongside his brother soon. he merely nods, sipping his cup, just waiting for you to waltz in and give your usual grand big speech about teamwork and coordination and then leave to do his own stuff, not really enjoying such atmospheres. you usually come in later your teammates since you often debriefed with the coach after each match.

you eventually walk through the common room doors, yelping out in surprise when everyone exclaims their praises on getting ravenclaw one step closer to the hogwarts quidditch cup. a large smile on your face as you let everyone sing out their congratulations. rin watches from the corner as you go to hug your teammates warmly, telling them they did great and to keep up the great work. you eventually catch his gaze and he stiffens in anticipation as you walk closer to him to mimic your mannerism—no teammate gets left in the dark—especially not after rin's great passing play for you to score the winning goal. rin's hands twitch, as if they're waiting for your warmth.

but when you nearly get to him with, the door bursts open again and in comes in the rowdy gryffindor team to liven up the atmosphere. in a longstanding a friendly rivalry, gryffindor's captain, oliver aiku goes to shake your hand and congratulate you on the win, though he jokingly says you probably cheated with that charming smile of his. you raise a brow and lightly punch him, telling him that cheating was not in your vocabulary.

"and that's pretty big from the guy who cheated off of me during history of magic," you slyly remark back, earning a hasty laugh from him.

rin watches with a frown on his lips as your gaze pivots from him to them and then to a particular someone that's been getting on his nerves more lately.

gryffindor's golden boy seeker, yoichi isagi suddenly cuts through the crowd and gathers you a tight hug that you burst out laughing at as he yells out your name. your best friend keeps you in his grasps, bragging to people of how amazing of a chaser you were. he's a year older than rin and a year younger than you, but lately, since he landed himself a spot on gryffindor's team in his fourth year, you've been nestling some attention to him rather than rin since you bloomed a friendship with him in a shared class.

which ticks rin off since he wanted to share your spotlight. he felt like it was unfair that you and him were considered a duo despite being on different teams, yet people tended to lump you and him together more than you and rin since your playing styles harmonized with each other when you and him would practice on different playing fields together for the mere fun of it.

he eventually turns on his heel to begin to leave the common room now that there were much more people confined into one space, but he feels a tug at his sleeve. rin turns back and sees you standing there before him with a grin.

"leaving already?" you ask and jut your head to the crowd, "party's just getting started."

rin hesitantly shakes his head. "i don't... really like these sorts of things. i've got some homework, anyway."

you nod, not wanting to pry the poor boy further and make him uncomfortable. "that's okay. but before you leave, you did great today," you praise, smile growing a little larger.

rin stays in his spot for a bit, a familiar warmth blossoming inside of him at your words. his turquoise eyes widen at you curiously, and you can only laugh at his reaction.

"i'm serious!" you say. "that last pass was killer. i wouldn't have made that goal if it wasn't for you. you're really amazing, i hope you know that, rin."

if it weren't for the dimming atmosphere of the common room as evening approaches, rin is sure that you would've noticed the evident blush that scatters over his face at your compliment. he wants to say something, to also praise you on your own play and how absolutely hypnotizing it was to watch per usual, but all that come out is a soft, "thanks..." from his lips that fight the urge to smile wide and true.

you beckon him to come closer to you, to lend his ear to you. rin bends down a bit so you can properly convey your words dedicated to him and him only.

"don't tell anyone but," you whisper in his ear. "i'm eyeing you as captain once i leave. i'm sure sae would be so proud."

with that, you offer him a gentle tap on his chest to let the words fully settle. you bid a goodbye to him before yoichi pulls you back into the crowd with him, your body disappearing amongst the masses.

rin's hand goes to touch where your hand once was, as if to hold the ghost of it. he swallows thickly, your words of praise ringing like bells in his head as the image of his big brother swirls in his head. he turns away from the crowd and begins to climb up the flights of stairs, a soft smile on his lips.

some other tidbits i have about others!

as mentioned, isagi is a gryffindor. he's muggle-born and so when he got the acceptance letter from hogwarts, he nearly chucked it into the trash, thinking it was some sort of prank the other neighborhood kids were doing until the same grey-horned owl kept shoving letters into his letterbox. he met reader in a shared astronomy class they had together when reader was a fourth year and reader was the one that encouraged him to try out as a seeker for gryffindor.

sae, like his brother, is also a ravenclaw in my eyes. how he especially played in the u-20 match and his entire philosophy about being a midfielder really spoke to me as technical and provoking, so i think he's best for this house. rin also suits a lot of ravenclaw traits, but i'd be lying if i didn't say he went to ravenclaw just because of sae. sae and reader are well-accustomed with each other, since prior to his leave, he was also in the same year as them, and he thinks they're the only decent player on ravenclaw's team. not the best, knowing his high expectations, but good enough that they can keep up with him.

i think it goes without saying that bachira is a hufflepuff, no other explanation needed unless you read/watch blue lock with your eyes closed. he doesn't know the true status of his blood, but he knows that he's half-blood at the very least because his mom is a half-blood witch. he's in the same year as isagi and is a seeker for hufflepuff's team and loves to scuffle with him midmatch as they chase down the snitch. though lately, his captain, kunigami, has been scolding him for being distracted since he's so captured by your silhouette if hufflepuff ever faces ravenclaw. he was the one that actually started the nickname of calling you "butterfly" since he initially thought you were one during hufflepuff's first face-off with ravenclaw.

reo is a pure-blooded slytherin and his name rings famous in the school since he comes from a long line of old money pure-bloods. you come into his field of vision after he accuses you of trying to steal nagi, a muggle-born ravenclaw, away from him one evening when all you were merely just trying to do was get his input on a partnered project for transfiguration. you ran to his dorm one time and came to him, panicked as you accidentally transformed nagi into a cactus plant one practice session and he found you quite funny and pleasant to be around, especially considering nagi actually took a liking to you after you complimented his actual pet cactus plant, though sometimes he got wary of when you'd hold your wand near him.

chigiri is a half-blood slytherin, his mom a pure-blood witch and dad a muggle. he's on the slytherin quidditch team as a chaser, known for his rapid and brutal speed. he was told by his captains to never fraternize with the other teams (which is why slytherin is absent from co-team parties), but when you had asked him to teach you a technique he created that you were so mesmerized by one match, saying that you've never seen a player with speed like him before, your praise got to him and he ended up teaching you in the late evenings where you wouldn't be seen with him.

yukimiya is a pure-blood hufflepuff who plays as their keeper on the quidditch team. though a great player, he's a rather unlucky guy off the field, you've noticed, as you're in the same year as him and hufflepuffs and ravenclaws often share classes together. you've lost track of how many times he's accidentally exploded a potion in his cauldron or how he's sipped on the tea leaves during divination by mistake. you're very patient with him, especially in potions, which he's grateful for since it's his weakest subject. you always have a handkerchief at the ready just in case you hear the familiar boom! and face an ash-covered yukimiya.

[moon---fuu]

« Good things don’t come for free »

::Reo mikage x fem!reader

It takes place after Blue Lock project, so all the characters are aged-up. (It gets suggestive at the end, so if your uncomfortable with it, don’t read it.).

Having, just, won his blackjack game, Reo turned his head to your side, a little smirk on his thin lips. His hair was styled in gel, you did for him two hours ago, while you too were getting ready together. He was wearing your favorite fresh cologne matching with his light gray suit. His purple eyes were dilated, from the euphoria of thoses games, and maybe some liquor.

« How was I, Love ? » he asked you, eyes glimmering mischievously.

You smiled back counting the money he gained from this game. He won all the bets, got you giggling all over him.

« Perfect, as always Baby…», you pressed your revealing chest on his back, while he was sitting in front of you. Then, you kissed, his cheek leaving a red stain on it. It sat so well on his face like it always belonged to him. Well, you belonged to him.

It was not your first night at a casino. And certainly not the last one either. Accompanied by you, Reo would always be down for a game. But truth to be told, if you weren’t there he wouldn’t even think of coming. The atmosphere, in those places, was so boring, that it would bring sleep to an insomniac. But for him, you were the prize of all these games.

Truthfully you had a thing for money, and it wasn’t a secret for anyone, even Reo. So when you told him early in your relationship that his money was appealing, he responded with a deep laugh.

Your straightforwardness made him laugh so much that now, every time he remembered your words, he would let out a little chuckle. Such an attractive woman down for his money, he didn’t see the problem with it. You were honest compared to all those poisonous snakes, who approached him with those same intentions.

But they don’t got your charms and antics. So Reo would be lying if he said you did not have him, all over you.

« Mika...let's go to the roulette …» you whispered, your lips brushing against his left ear. That nickname was so sugary on your lips.

« Whatever you want, Love.. » he said, getting up from his seat, his right hand finding her rightful place on your hips.

How could he, one of the most known soccer players in the world, be so enamored with you?

Well let’s say, that your first encounter was more than memorable.

Two years ago, you just began your morning service, in your new work : Barista. The coffee shop you were working for had the concept of a teddy bear kind of vibe. Very cozy, and convivial. Totally the opposite of you : feisty and energetic. What can you say, it paid well, so it was your best recourse at that time.

That day, having a line full of clients, you took one by one their request. Until you saw a purple haired man, with a three piece grey and white suit on, on his phone. You pondered about how attractive he was, but briefly brushed those thoughts out of your mind. The chances he asks you out are lower than zero. And even if you try to flirt with him, you have a big line of clients to manage. And let’s be frank, you were not in your best appearance either.

Until he came in front of you, taking his eyes off his phone to take his order. Your eyes interlocked, you saw his eyes softening. Confused, you had frown your eyebrows before waving in front of you.

« Sir ? What’s your order ? » you repeated.

« You… » he whispered. You did not hear him, so you turned around to see the menu even more confused.

« What ? What was it sir ? »

« Marry me. » he said more clearly this time.

Surprised, and even stunned, you turned back to his side before opepning your mouth. But none of the words you had in mind came out. Being the heir of the Mikage company, Reo always had what he wanted. That’s why when he felt his heart beating at the sight of you, he decided that you would be the next thing he wants.

It was like this that your relationship began.

To this day, you still do not understand how could he could be so attracted to you, what did he find that much appealing to marry you on the spot, when he belonged to such a privilégied status.

« So how much did we gain from now ? » you heard your boyfriend say to his assistant who was on his other side.

Hearing, how much you gained made you shiver and smile uncontrollably. « What a night » you thought.

« Love » you said, trapping his arm in yours, to hold it to your chest.

You were wearing a purple strapless dress, with a flattering cleavage letting a silver necklace with his initials sitting on your chest. Looking at you, Reo was biting his bottom lip, thinking of so many ways to get it off you.

« Yes ».

Taking your chin in his hand, your doe eyes swallowed him.

« Let me play, please Baby… » you used your charms on him knowing well he can’t resist and he would gladly give you on a silver plate all things you desired.

« Hm…want to play alongside me ? » you smiled at his response and nodded. He caressed your cheek and took your jaw in his hand to steal a sweet kiss from you.

Arriving at the table, Reo sat before you, patting his laps for you to sit on. Without hesitation, you sat on his lap, the rest of the players on the table looking at you both.

« Nice to meet you, ladies and gentlemen » your boyfriend began.

« So are we playing or not ? » you said after hearing them introduce themselves, smiling innocently. You recognized some other famous sports athletes accompanied by their significant other, and some other wealthy heirs from big companies.

The game began, as the dealer of the casino began to annonce, the bet and what colors correspond to what outcome. Impatient, you leaned against the table letting your necklace lean forward too.

« Go first, Sweets » Reo says, as he kissed your exposed shoulder. You began to choose the number you wanted to play with.

« Let’s go with fourteen, my favorite number » you said so sweetly that your boyfriend let out a chuckle. How can you be adorable when your thinking about stuffing the bets…

You eyed the roulette, as the dealer made it roll around, not leaving your number from your eye. Unfortunately for you, you lost.

« Aw, what a shame…right ?» you pouted. Reo held your waist, looking at your pouting face.

« Don’t worry, Love I got you. My turn now. »

All the people around the table swallowed hard. When Reo Mikage was going full all up he wasn’t playing around. And that’s what you like more about him. You like to try and tease him about his money, but truth to be told his ambition and confidence had so much more value in your eyes. When he puts his mind into something, he does not stop until he get it. Some may say he is just being bratty, but for you a driven man was the jackpot.

Manshine City’s chameleon, chose his number based on your birthday, and made his bet. The roulette rolled up a second time, before it stopped on it. You grin even more, and turn to his side to wrap your arms around his shoulders.

« I knew my man was the best one…» you cooed, adjusting yourself on his lap. He smiled and left some light caress on your hip.

You both played, letting the others take their turns, until you eventually got bored, and decided to stop. Even if you ended up losing from stopping the play in the middle of the game, you still had a smile on your face.

No one in this room knew, but this Casino was under the Mikage company. Let’s say it, you would always win in the end. You just enjoyed playing with chance, especially in the arms of such an handsome man.

« What a night, right Love ? » you walked by Reo side, hand in hand, leaving the casino. You wrapped on you, a white fur coat Reo recently bought you.

He nodded, admiring the reflection of the stars in your eyes, as you looked at the clear night sky above you two, before entering his car he opened for you.

« These nights are always perfect with you.. » he flirted back as you crossed your legs after entering his expensive car. He, then too, entered the car, seating by your side before closing it and turning over to you.

You two exchanged a glance full of mischief, playfulness and love. And when you saw his repressed smirk, you did not think twice before taking his tie in your hand to kiss him tenderly.

Your kisses were at the image of your relationship : playful, surprising, filled with affection. You let his tongue get her way in your mouth, discovering it like it wasn’t for the umpteenth time that she was there. Your heart racing, and his hand over your body, your mind was blurry from the intimate contact.

You too were so engrossed in each other that you did not notice his assistant outside, making sure that no one would approach the car. Especially the paparazzi who would die for this kind of scoop.

« What a hassle… » his assistant sighed, brushing his light gray hair back.

As the windows of your boyfriend’s car getting foggy from your breathings, you were thinking about how, maybe, you were not here just for his money after all..

❥I’m writing what i wanted to read..

::Moon

[thewritetofreespeech]

May I politely request Nagi with a lover who values sleep over everything?

Homework? Oh, it can be done later. Now, it's nap time.

“[Y/N]! You have to get up or you’re going to be late for class!”

“[Y/N]-chan is sleeping.” Nagi told Isagi. Sitting by his partner with his gamepad in hand. Playing on mute as to not disturb them.

“But we’re going to be late!” He insisted. Clearly more worried than the other two about missing this mandatory training class for their continued participation in the program.

“[Y/N]-chan is sleeping.” Nagi insisted again. His voice its usual tone, but firm, as he just stared at Isagi until the other eventually gave up with a ‘fine!’ and left. Nagi went back to his game.

“Is he gone?”

The white-haired boy turned toward [Y/N] who was sitting up, rubbing their eyes. “Yes. He left.”

“When does class start?”

Nagi looked at his phone and told them in about 10 minutes. [Y/N] grumbled but got up. “I can go for you. Give me your badge.”

“You’re sweet.” [Y/N] said with a tired smile and leaned over to give him a kiss. “No. I’ll go. I can’t promise I’ll stay awake for the whole thing but I’ll at least be there.”

“I’ll come too.”

“This isn’t even your class schedule.” Nagi just shrugged and packed his gamepad in his pocket. “You’re silly Nagi.”

They walked down the hall towards class, making it just in the nick of time, only to resume what they had been doing in Nagi’s room in class.

[st3f13ily]

SILENT OBSESSION

First point of view, girl (reader) pov, boy pov, yandere, obsession, love obsession, hate obsession.

𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘

The first time I saw him, he didn’t even look at me. But that didn’t stop my heart from skipping a beat.

I was 14 at that time, the time I started to despise him.

But I was 10 when I first loved him.

He was always hard to approach due to the many girls surrounding him, and his friends always with him. I never got the time to talk to him alone. Never got the time to let him see me.

Until one day, where my perspective of him change.

It was raining heavily at that time. He was there waiting...

It was my chance to finally talk to him. Alone. Where no one could disturb us.

Before I knew it, I was already right beside him giving him my yellow umbrella. "Here," I said as I stared right through his eyes.

He is finally looking right at me.

I controlled myself as I smiled at him. "It's raining heavily, you should take this so you can go home safe and dry." I was glad I didn't stuttered.

Just please take it, just take this umbrella as I make my first memory of us interacting and you finally accepting me.

But he just gave me an unusual look and mumbled a sound "tch" and went away.

I wanted to cry at that time.

But I didn't.

I wasn't sad, I was furious.

I ran through the rain as I clutched my bag tighter than ever, my other hand gripping the umbrella handle as I built up my anger towards him.

That's when I figured out that he was untouchable, distant. The heir to a multi-billion-dollar empire, the kind of guy who walked through the school halls with an air of quiet authority. He wasn’t loud or boastful like the other rich boys. He was silent, controlled, and utterly intimidating.

And I used to have the biggest and dumbest crush on him.

I figured out that girls like me are the ones he will never notice. I was just another face in the crowd, an average girl in a sea of students who all probably blended in his mind.

And ever since that embarrassing scenario that day, I barely even tried to catch his attention because, well, what would be the point? He didn’t talk to anyone unless necessary, especially girls who doesnt even have a higher status. And I had never seen him smile. If anything, he seemed bored by the world around him, like everything, and everyone was beneath his interest.

I started making friends at the age of 15. I was afraid at first cause of that one-time mistake of mine.

Until the age of 17 when I found him there.

Sitting around the corner, writing notes in his notebook, looking charming as usual, and I'm now in the same class as him.

I used to have the same class as him in kindergarten until we were separated into different classes at the age of 11, making him not my classmate anymore.

But now, I'm stuck with him again.

And I hated myself for stealing glances at him. When I passed him down the hall or from feeling a little lightheaded when our gazes almost—but not quite—met. But that was all it was.

It was just a harmless stupid crush I had on him that already went away. But why do I still feel my heart is still beating when he is just a few feet away?

I guess that harmless crush is dangerous after all.

Later on, I just learned to accept that a little part of me was still not over him.

But of course, I still despite him.

Then strange things started happening.

At least, that's what I told myself.

The first time was when one of my classmates, started talking to me more often. He was friendly, sweet even, and I thought maybe—just maybe—I’d move on from my silly feelings for him. But then, overnight, that guy who started talking to me started avoiding me. He wouldn’t even look in my direction, and when I finally asked him if something was wrong, he muttered something about needing to focus on other things and walked away.

It wasn’t just that classmate of mine. Anyone who showed the slightest interest in me suddenly changed their mind. As if something or someone was stopping them.

Maybe I'm just not that lovable, that everyone would just move on from me or reject me.

But I know I'm worth it. My friends love me, but I don't know if maybe someday things will change and they might leave me as well.

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘

I had no idea.

No idea how long I’ve been watching her. How many times I’ve traced the shape of her name in the quiet darkness of my room, repeating it like a prayer. How many people I’ve erased from her life for daring to get too close.

Sometimes, she would look at me. And it's both a blessing and a curse.

A blessing cause I crave her attention more than air. A curse because the way she looks at me is nothing compared to the way I look at her.

It drives me mad, that she only looks at me when necessary. It drives me insane when she laughs at the others who don't even deserve to hear her voice and laughter. It drives me crazy, that she used to have the biggest crush on me, and even today, I know, I know she still has that feeling, but she is willing to change her feelings, she can afford to change her feelings and it might fade, to look at me one day and move on. Making her love in her eyes disappear but only hatred will remain unfazed.

But I can't, I've tried, our lord knows that I have tried.

But the thought of anyone else having her? It’s unbearable.

So I make sure it doesn’t happen.

I make the obstacles in her life disappear. I ensure that no one even thinks about claiming what’s mine. They don’t know it, and neither does she, but I control everything.

And one day, she’ll realize it.

One day, she’ll understand that she belongs to me.

I still remember that day when she handed me her yellow umbrella.

And the start of her hatred towards me.

It had been raining that day.

Not the light, gentle kind of rain but a relentless downpour that drenched everything in sight. I had forgotten my umbrella—not that I cared. I was used to enduring things alone. No one would dare approach me, and I preferred it that way.

But then she did.

She appeared beside me, holding out a bright yellow umbrella, her smile warm and genuine.

"Here," she had said, offering it like it was the most natural thing in the world "It's raining heavily, you should take this so you can go home safe and dry."

I stared at her. At the umbrella. At her outstretched hand.

She's beautiful.

I mean—why should I take it?? How will she even get home then?? I already called my driver to pick me up. She should have it instead of giving it around.

She has a lovely smile, wouldn't want that to be replaced by a frown when she gets soaked.

I shook my head.

Tch, why would she even help me? She will get soaked. Doesn't she know that I can just call my driver when I don't wanna walk? But then again, I almost walked every day cause my friend always wanted to go somewhere walking, after school, and it was a good stamina build.

Or maybe she just doesn't know me.

I walked away not even noticing that when I was thinking about those, one word slipped through my mouth.

I turned around as I remembered I could just take her home, my driver was almost here. But there she was, I watched her run off into the rain, clutching her bag, her grip tightened at the umbrella handle, and something inside me twisted.

Then a few days later. I kept seeing her around.

That's when I remembered that she used to be in the same class as mine at elementary.

Then one day, at the age of 15, I was walking past the school garden when I heard it.

𝗔 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵.

Not just any laugh, her laugh.

It was light, soft, and completely unguarded. A sound is so pure, so full of warmth, that it shattered something inside me.

I turned my head, and that’s when I saw her. She was standing beneath the cherry blossom tree, laughing at something her friend had said, the sunlight catching the strands of her hair. Her eyes crinkled at the corners, her expression so full of life.

And I—

I couldn't move...

Something inside me cracked, twisted, 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱.

I had never been interested in anyone before. I had never cared. But at that moment, I needed to hear that sound again.

I needed to make it 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲.

From that day on, I started watching her. At first, it was subtle, just a glance, just noticing where she sat in class. But it wasn’t enough. Soon, I memorized her schedule. I started taking different routes just to cross paths with her. I followed her after school, always keeping a safe distance.

She never noticed.

I made sure of it.

And because of that, I figured out she used to like me but then hated me.

That's when I also figured out that she misunderstood that day when it rained.

I just don't know how to express my emotions, ok.

But that was ok, cause at least she still felt something for me right?

It was the ok cause, even though she still hates me now, I'm quite happy cause she used to like me. I'm glad that she still feels something for me even though it's just hate. I'm delighted that she rather feel hatred towards me than nothing or be bored of me, cause that would be sad now, wouldn't it?

But then at the age of 17 I was now in the same class as hers.

Cause I made sure of it.

Then I realised, that she might still hate me, but she still has feelings for me. I noticed how her face lightened up a bit when we bumped into each other in the hall, I noticed how she kept glancing at me but then realised that she was supposed to hate me.

I'm so happy.

That I even watched her more than before.

The more I watched, the more worse it got.

I started hating the people around her. The boys who made her laugh. The friends who got too close. Every time she smiled at someone else, a sharp, ugly feeling curled in my chest.

And that classmate of mine who got too close to her, that classmate of mine who considered me as his 'friend' talking to her with hearts in his eyes.

Yeah, his done.

That’s when I realized—

It wasn’t just curiosity anymore.

It was 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻.

And I make sure that she is only mine.

I sit at my usual spot by the window, pretending to be uninterested in everything.

But my eyes flicker toward her.

She’s sitting with her friends, smiling softly as she listens to them talk. She doesn’t know I’m watching. She never does.

Her friends are being so luckily unfair.

They get to feel her touch, get to hear her voice, and to look at her beautiful face.

I think it's time for them to give her to me and get away from her cause I think it's my turn now. It doesn't matter anyway that they are handing her to me.

After all, they were being unfair.

𝚃𝚊𝚐: @p1z-d0n7jud6em3

More of this:

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[neeeooon]

Hi!!! First of all, love ur smau 🥹❤️‍🔥 second could I request Nagi, Reo, Rin, Bachira and Shidou with s/o who's a beauty influencer and wants to do my boyfriend does my makeup challenge?

hiii TYSM 🫶🫶 i love this lmao thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy!!

“my boyfriend does my makeup” challenge with them ;

bf bllk x beauty influencer gn!reader

nagi seishiro

-> “let’s play rock, paper, scissors.” “all of a sudden?” “yep. if i win, you have to do my makeup for a challenge on my youtube.” “… fine.” low and behold, he loses

-> nagi sits slumped on a stool in front of you, the camera set up beside you so it catches only your side profiles. “this is a bad idea,” he hums while staring into your makeup bag like it’s a bomb needing to be defused

-> “y/n.. i don’t know about this…” but he’s already applying your eyeshadow, so it’s too late to back down now

-> his hopeless sigh causes you to peek an eye open. “can you give me a hint about what goes where?” “no hints!” “please?” “… curse my weak heart.” so you separate your products by where they go on your face, but don’t tell him what goes where

-> nagi takes all of two minutes to complete your makeup. “done.” “done? but—“ he spins your chair so you can look in the mirror

-> eyeshadow, blush, and lipgloss. that’s it. and you shrug, because you know that’s better than chapstick. “alright, i’ll take it.” “you look pretty.” “😳🤭”

mikage reo

-> “you will not regret this,” reo encouraged confidently as he plucked a brow brush from your bag. you had the strangest feeling that you were going to regret this !

-> reo talks to the camera, flashing your makeup products to the lenses and making you laugh at his confident cluelessness. “this..! is for y/n’s eyes—“ “lips,” “—lips! i said lips.”

-> “what are these?” “faux lashes. but we don’t need those—“ oh, we need these.” you start praying to choki the cactus

-> he takes his time, which makes you increasingly nervous, because things don’t feel entirely.. right

-> “okay! open your eyes!” and you look like if someone introduced a child to crayons and paper for the first time

-> nothing is blended correctly, so even if reo applied the correct product, it stands out unnaturally. the only part you’re seriously impressed in is, surprisingly, the lashes

-> “woah? you’re seriously great at applying lashes?” “am i? what about the rest of it?” “… well, practice makes perfect!”

-> your viewers find him and his confidence adorable, and give him tips on how to correctly use brushes and blend

itoshi rin

-> “am i doing this right?”

-> the genuine concern in your boyfriend’s voice made you smile and internally coo, but when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you jolted back in a startled surprise. “uh. yeah! just, uh, do whatever feels right!”

-> you can tell he’s trying, and rin even look a seat away from the camera so that it would capture your entire face rather than his back. “are you sure..?”

-> “that’s the point of this challenge, babe,” you comfort him quietly, keeping your eyes shut to hide the final product until he’s done

-> his touch is soft against your skin, and he avoids anything that has to do with poking around your eyes (liner). “okay. don’t break up with me.”

-> it could be worse. you don’t start when you see yourself, which releases some of the tension in rin’s shoulders

-> “thank you, baby! i.. love it!” you give him a quick kiss before turning your attention to the camera. “and thank you all for watching my boyfriend do my makeup! rate him out of ten in the comments, haha. bye!”

bachira meguru

-> “sit still!” “bachira, that tickles!” “yeah, cause it’s working!” “that doesn’t even make sense!”

-> you were 99% sure bachira was blocking you entirely from your camera’s view, but you didn’t even care. you can’t stop laughing as he makes jokes, tickles you with your brushes, and makes the silliest concentrated faces you’ve ever seen

-> “bachira! focus!” “i’m so focused right now, y/n, it’s actually insane. woah, it shimmers!” “oh god.”

-> you should have known it was a mistake to give your boyfriend access to your glittery products, because when he yells “done!” you’re blinded by your reflection

-> “did you give me blue lips?” “i like blue!” and gold eyes?” “they sparkle!” “and—“ “you hate it :(“

-> so you turn to the camera and show your face off like it’s the most majestic thing in the world. “you guys, look at what my boyfriend did? his first time using makeup! don’t i look fabulous?!”

-> he wants to read the comments after upload, and thankfully your viewers were on the same page. they all complimented him, asked him to do their makeup next, etc. “see? it was great!” “.. okay! i wonder if we should go with purple lips next time—“ “next time ? :D ?”

shidou ryusei

-> “hey, babe?” “yes.” “would you be okay filming a video—“ “yes.” “—with me on my makeup channel?” “yes.”

-> you aren’t surprised when ryusei grabs exactly what he’s supposed to to do your makeup. you do get a little nervous when he reaches for the liquid liner, but his touch his light and fleeting, so you trust he didn’t go overboard

-> “you seem surprisingly good at this.” “surprisingly? babe, look at me. i’m an artist.” you smile at that and wait patiently for him to finish

-> shidou takes his time, and though you keep your eyes shut, you can feel that he’s going in the correct application order. he even put on your foundation, which most boyfriends in challenges skip

-> “do you want me to do your hair, too?” “i’m only doing the makeup—“ “wait here! let me get my dye~” “wait, let’s talk about this…”

-> when he’s finally done, you’re… jealous? “um, why do i look so good?” “because i know your color palette, y/n. i told you, i’m an artist!”

-> apparently your viewers agree, because they all but beg you to help shidou open his own influencer channel dedicated to hair and makeup. “they like you more than me.” “teehee~”

[h3rmess]

WHO'S YOUR FRIEND?

Written by @h3rmess ✰

MASTERLIST

☆☆"word got out that y/n had a HUGE teensy tiny crush on one of the boys in the blue lock facility, a friend of the famous tik tok creator, Eita. will she block him and never look at his page again, or will she try and shoot her shot to save herself from embarrassment?" ☆☆

cw : blue lock smau, set after the NEL(neo egoist league), otoya karasu and yukimiya are influencers, some swearing, fangirling

profile intros!! - MANSHINE BOYS(+y/n)

profile intros!! - bruzz before huzz

CHAPTER GUIDE

1- BL manga

2- Stalker much?

3- oops…

4- liaison

5-

TAGLIST (ask to join!!)

@yzzxo @karasusrealwife @appl3-0rchard @cyberheartrebel @sugacor3 @misosoupii @shittyclarineted @lilsebnem @90s-belladonna @blueballslock @pookalicious-hq @vextyyx @lizbix @sindulgent666 @yeshiioo @literallyushiwaka @kaidostwin @x3nafix

[kuronarnze]

a/n: hihi! Thank you for 5 followers omg, i did not expect to get 5 followers in a day LMAO, it may be a bit, but im rlly grateful :)! Also thank you for 100+ likes !! Enjoy the nagi seishiro x reader story!

Nagi Seishiro x Reader !

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Springtime Snuggles

Spring had always been Nagi’s favorite season. He loved how the world seemed softer, how the cherry blossoms painted the sky pink, and how the breeze carried a gentle warmth. But today… today was unexpectedly cold.

You shivered, rubbing your hands together as you sat beside Nagi on the park bench. The two of you had planned to admire the cherry blossoms, but the chilly wind made it hard to enjoy the scenery.

“Ugh… this is a pain,” Nagi muttered, lazily leaning against you. His white hair was slightly tousled by the breeze, and he pulled his hoodie tighter around himself.

“You’re the one who wanted to come out,” you teased, nudging him lightly.

“Yeah, but I didn’t think it’d be this cold,” he grumbled. Then, without warning, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest. “Mm. This is better.”

You blinked, heat rushing to your face as he practically used you as his personal heater. “Nagi—”

“So warm…” he mumbled, burying his face in your shoulder.

A small chuckle escaped your lips as you let yourself relax in his embrace. His warmth was comforting, and despite the cold, you found yourself enjoying the moment.

“You know, we could just go home and cuddle under a blanket,” you suggested.

Nagi hummed, considering it. “Too much work. ‘M comfortable like this.”

You rolled your eyes, but the fondness in your heart grew. His arms tightened around you as if he had no intention of letting go anytime soon.

“…Fine. But if I get sick, you’re taking care of me.”

“Mm. I’d just cuddle you more,” he murmured sleepily.

You sighed, but a smile played on your lips. Maybe spring wasn’t so bad, even on chilly days—especially when you had Nagi to keep you warm.

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Thank you for reading (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

[haleigh-sloth]

Blue Lock is a triangle

One of the most dangerous triangles

Besides the Bermuda Triangle