#oliver aiku x gn!reader

[emmyrosee]

“Hey, you,” Oliver’s warm voice coos, a delicious rasp added to it. You hear the smirk in his voice as he approaches you in the kitchen. You smiled to yourself before tossing it over your shoulder at him, his morning scruff looking wild at the lack of taming.

Rumpled sleep shirt and messy hair never looked so good. One of his beefy hands slips under said shirt to scratch his stomach, and you can’t help your eyes dip down slightly to watch the digits gently soothe the skin.

“There’s my man,” you purr, finally spinning around to wrap your arms around his neck, staring up adoringly at him. Peering up, your smile only widens as you get to soak him in; his sweet, gentle eyes, perfect curve of his nose and-

“Do I have something on my face?” He asks, one of his massive hands patting around his face, scrubbing at his beard. “Or does my baby just have a starin’ problem?”

“Maybe I do,” you snicker, rising on your tiptoes to ghost your lips against his. “You wanna fight about it?” 

“Maybe I do,” he says, and when you open your mouth to speak, hands hook under your arms and hoist you up and onto the counter, your squeals echoing in the thin morning air. He chuckles as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him close to you. You wrap your legs around his waist, effectively trapping him.

“You’re mine now.”

“Wouldn’t want to be anywhere else,” he assures.

Your fingers play with the hairs at the nape of his neck, causing him to draw a small breath through his teeth and his eyes to grow just slightly heavier. “I like looking at you,” you confess, and he leans down to bump his nose with yours.

“I like looking at you,” he echos, gently dipping his head to kiss along your neck. His stubbled chin and upper lip grate along your sensitive skin, making you hum drunkenly and curl your toes. Your sweet little mewls don’t go unnoticed by Oliver, however, as you feel him smile against your skin. “God, I love those pretty sounds,” he whispers, trailing his fingertips up your side.

“I can tell,” you whisper, guiding his head to move his lips to kiss along your face, muscles scrunching as his mustache tickles over your skin. “Since you’re always doing enticing me to do them.”

“‘Enticing’, huh?” He laughs, wrapping his arms lowly around you and hugging you tight, squeezing slightly to make you giggle. “I’m that good at it?”

“You’re the best at it, Oliver.”

[porcalinecunt]

Can i pls request some face sitting headcanons for bllk guys? Specifically Sae, Rin, Shido, Oliver and Bachira solely because i think they're the nastiest 😆🫣 thank God!

𝐒𝐈𝐓.

🪽 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ face sitting with blue lock boys! ~

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐒𝐀𝐄 & 𝐑𝐈𝐍. 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔. 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑. 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀.

cw — gn!reader. afab!reader. so much oral sex. edging. overstimulation. spanking. spitting. squirting. full on tongue fucking. denied orgasms. pervy behavior. shidou being an animal.

���⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : FUCK—this too me way too long to finish, but here it is! apologies nonnie for taking forever ;-;

₊˚ෆ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄

slow n steady always wins the race. a motto sae keeps firm when it comes to sex, no matter what he’s doing. when it comes to oral though..god. the agonizing drag of his tongue while he holds you by your hips, moving them against his mouth as he kissed your sensative clit before prodding his tongue against your hole. everytime you try to speed up your pace, his fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips and waist to keep you in your place. he might as well be edging the fuck out of you until you finally feel the knot snap in two and gush all over your boyfriend’s mouth. sae, bedroom eyes and all, would admire your fucked out face and trembling body before flipping you onto your back and continuing where he left off. safe to say, you aren’t getting out of his grip until you squirted every last drop.

“s-sae..quit being a tease..” you stuttered, trying your hardest not to buck your hips. if it wasn’t for sae’s strength, you would’ve gone wild and full on rode his face like a madman. his whole arms wrapped around your thighs, gripping tighter then usual while he switched from your clit to your sensitive pussy. sae’s sharp, jade eyes staring up at yours. his pupils were blown with a burning desire all too clear to you, as if his tongue movements didn’t say enough. god, he was a patient one and it was getting on your last nerves. a thought he promptly smacked you out of with a simple strike to the ass.

“paitience, darling. or i’ll leave you like this, i can’t stand whiny whores who get greedy.”

₊˚ෆ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍

rin is more needier then his older brother, encouraging your carnal desires and egging you on as you rode his face as fast n hard as you please. the guy was basically making out with your cunt, open mouthed kisses and his tongue prying through your pussy had you gripping on the headboards or his hair. his hands roamed your body as he pleased, tracing his fingers against your stomach up to your sensitive nipples where he pinched and squeezed between his fingertips. don't think he'll stop either! long after you squirt all over his mouth, he'll only pull away just to take one long look at your fucked out face before he dives right back in again. rin gets pussydrunk a bit too easily, but why complain?

“rin..m-more, please..! i need more!” you begged and pleaded with a whine ripped straight from the jugular as you grinding your pussy against your boyfriend’s mouth. rin cracked open his eyes, through the blurred chaos, he admired your fucked out expression as you clung onto the wooden headboard for dear fuckin’ life. it was all too addictive to simple get off, how desperate and downright pussydrunk this man was, it’d be too cruel to pull away now! your thought process only strengthened when rin began to tug away at your sensative and soaked nipples from when he was mouthing at them earlier. he simply couldn’t get enough.

“stay with me..please, fuck! jus’ a little more, you can do that for me? please..?”

₊˚ෆ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐈

so much of a sloppy eater, it’s downright disgusting. shidou’s hands are unpredictable, switching from caressing and squishing the soft flesh of your ass to swatting away at it with quick strikes. don’t get me started on his oral anticts. this man is fucking eating away at your poor pussy, flicking his tongue against your sore clit while suckin’ n kissing at your abused hole. you couldn’t even move your hips with how much he’d just forced you down onto his mouth again, thus you had to sit there and simply take what he gives you, and god, the noises. besides your own moans and sobs for him to slow down, shidou’s downright animalistic growls and groans fill your ears and go straight into your cunt. don’t think he’s done either after you squirt into his mouth, oh no no! he’ll only push you onto your back with the hopes of you crushing his head with your thighs. he can’t get enough of you.

“haah..ah..r-ryu..” was all you could mutter out of your sore throat. after much whining and sobbing from the overstimulation, you could only make small noises of pleasure while shidou ate away like a man on death row. lapping up the remains of your last orgasm, he pried and pried at your hole until you swore he was tongue fucking you. grabbing fist fulls of his blonde hair only fueled the maniac to fuckin’ nip at your clit, an action that forced another intense orgasm out of your abused cunny and soaked his face even more then before. you could feel a smirk form of his lips before he landed a barrage of sharp slaps onto the flesh of your ass, dragging you out of your euphoric afterglow in time to feel his tongue pushing itself back in.

“c’mon sugar, don’t lose me now! we’re just getting started..! now, keep those pretty legs open..”

₊˚ෆ 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔

mister aiku here pays attention to both puss and ass with glee. when he told you to sit on his face, he meant it. there's nowhere that his mouth didn't touch, meaning you couldn't run from this man either. similar to shidou, he eats like a starved animal in front of a piece of meat. fingers pumping you full while he pays special attention to your poor clit with the occasional nips that would have you mewling and whining like a bitch in heat. but sadly, he's a greedy bastard when it comes to sex, pulling away right before you could have you sweet orgasm. heterochrome eyes staring daggers at your fucked out face while you pleaded for him to let you cum. you were almost in tears when oliver finally stuffed your twitching cunt with his fingers once again and went to town on your clit again. did i mention he pays attention to ass? that poor thing was covered in handprints and crecent shaped dents from how hard he was grabbing it. maybe, even a little bite mark for good measure.

“oliverrrr!” you whined out. "let me cum already! pleasee!" through tears, you could still see that bastard's shit eating grin. he was fucking enjoying this, getting off at your desperation while you bucked your hips at nothing. down there, oliver was enjoying the show he put together for himself and himself alone. his thumb ghosting over your neglected clit, his eyes flicking up to your own, pleading ones. you looked like a kicked puppy who didn’t get it’s owner’s attention, just like how oliver liked you. a shit eating grin stretched across his lips as he promptly gave your ass a hard slap before finger fucking your cunny at a furious pace. the noises it made sounded straight out of a porno as the pro player flicked his tongue around your clitty. it was all too much to handle at once, or so you claimed. you knew damn well oliver could see right through your teary eyes, and sniff out your disgusting, whorish fantasy.

“keep cryin’ like that and i’ll stop again, you hear me? i know you can pretty thing..i fuckin’ know you can.”

₊˚ෆ 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

what a pervert, a proud one at that too! he couldn’t keep his grabby hands to himself all day, something the grew more and more dangerously obvious as the day went on. sneaky hands up your skirt or down your pants, gentle squeezes on your inner thighs inching too close to your wet cunt. the final straw was when you caught him trying to look up your skirt/down your loose pants. dragging him all the way home where he couldn’t even wait to get to the bed and pushed you against the wall, kneeling in front of you while patting his cheek eagerly. clinging onto whatever door frame or counter was nearby as bachira pressed open mouthed, tongue heavy kisses against your spread pussy. he was a messy eater as well, going as far as to even spit on your cunny before diving back in with the intention of drowning in your juices. bachira was full on obsessed. nothing could tear him away from your cunny, no matter how hard you yanked his hair or tried to push his head away. he’ll always come back for more!

“o-oh god..bachira, baby..!” you sighed, clasping a hand over your mouth in a feeble attempt to not alarm the neighbors. bachira quickly noticed and yanked your hand away, staring up at you with the same crazed look he had all day. he didn’t tear his eyes off of you, forcing to maintain eye contact with him as he licked and macked with your ruined cunt. your knees felt weaker and weaker, probably because of the last orgasms your monster of a boyfriend gave you, yet he just refuses to quit! not the stinging pain of you gripping his hair or even your efforts to straight up push him away so he doesn’t suffocate to death in your pussy. bachira, in retaliation, forced your wrists against the wall and gives your cunt a mean spat. you flinched in shock, watching as he simply goes back to eating you out like a madman. fuck, thank god you made it home in time.

“don’t shy away from me! i’m only getting started, my love..don’t you want me to please you? hm?”

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

[gh0stly-mp3]

movie night - blue lock hcs

bllk boys x gn!reader

synopsis: how do the blue lock boys act at a movie night with you after you had a stressing day ♡

tags: overall really fluff, a bit suggestive at olivers, slice of life, just relaxing on the couch after a long day and trying to have a cute moment together

character(s): isagi, bachira, oliver, kunigami and rin

isagi is a simple guy, not very extravagant but still cute. he'd like to pack the snacks and choose the movie with you. in the end, you'd spend at least an hour just trying to choose what to watch, and you'd end up watching a shitty movie, but you two would laugh a lot about your incompetence at choosing movies.

yoichi isagi

by the end of the night you'd be laughing at everything that isagi said, drowsy with sleep and trying to keep yourself awake. he'd hold you to calm you down while he laughed, which made things worse! you'd end up sleeping from exhaustion holding each other and would wake up scattered on the couch.

meguru bachira

bachira was super excited to cuddle up with you for a long movie session, he'd been waiting all week to have you all to himself! when you came home tired, he'd immediately start getting everything ready for your time together, not letting you move to help him.

he'd get you lots of sweets (especially sour candies) and stuffed animals to make you feel comfy, he'd also put on a silly movie for you to watch together. you'd fall asleep on the couch and wake up with bachira laying on your chest while hugging a plushie and mumbling something in his sleep.

oliver aiku

oliver is a gentleman, he would shower with you and insist on washing your hair. then, while you're changing, he'll make up your bed (the place he thinks is most comfortable for you) and wait for his lovely partner to be ready. he'd pull you onto his arms and you'd watch something silly that you both like, while he massages you and plays with your hair.

after some time, oliver would analyze how tired you are to know whether to invest in something more or just enjoy the moment as it is. finally, you'd sleep on his chest while he rubs your back.

rensuke kunigami

we all know that kunigami is a real gentleman! as soon as you get out of the shower and change, he'd pick you up like a koala and carry you to the couch while showering you with kisses. there would be your favorite blanket and several pillows, along with snacks and popcorn just waiting for you.

at first you'd just talk about each others days over snacks, but soon your're cuddling up to watch a studio ghibli movie while he plays with your hair. after sleeping on his chest, you wake up the next day with him spooning you in your bed.

rin itoshi

you'd be alone just chilling on the couch, watching one of your favorite movies, trying to relax after a long day, and suddlently rin would sit right next to you, without saying a word.

"love, shouldn't you be doing yoga?" you asked calmly; "you're relaxing", he replied without even taking his eyes off the tv. for the rest of the night the two of you would lie side by side watching movies of your choosing, and eventually he'd lay his head on your shoulder and fall asleep.

[aikuposer]

do you have any more aiku sex thoughts 😋🤭🤭

WOOOW FIRST ASK thank u so much andd. Many.

i think i’m like a really big fan of silly romantic aiku so. soft like domestic sex is just sosooo mmngnhfghjh to me… thinking about your boyfriend coming home tired from practice or a game that he won so he’s at ease but tired, you’re greeting him at the door with a kiss and taking his jacket and bag off of him. he’s pretty idk smelly and wants to take a bath, but you don’t wanna let him go that early :( he assures you, “i’ll lie down with you right after baby, i promise!” but you wanna cling onto him for just a little longer…

you eventually convince him to let you wash him with a little (a lot) of nagging (he doesn’t wanna bother you with this, but you would do anything for him, as long as you’re near him), so you fill the bath with water and allow him to settle in, stripping his clothes off of him. you planned on just washing him from the side, shampooing and conditioning his stinky indigo hair, but then he asks you to join him! you’re a little reluctant, because no way is a situation where you and aiku are naked and together gonna end with you walking straight for the next week, but you comply as the water splashes on the walls of the tub and onto the tiled floor. you sit on his muscular thighs, massaging his scalp as his eyes slowly close and his head rolls back, sighing deeply. when he adjusts his position by shifting his ass though, the serenity of the situation seems to feel… hotter. you grunt, but continue to scrub his head, praying he hadn’t heard you.

who were you kidding, this is oliver aiku you’re talking about.

his expression remaining unchanged, but you could tell the air was already different, he continues fo slowly move his leg, making it harder for you to contain yourself. soft whimpers start escaping, and he peeks one eye open as he smiles teasingly at you. his sexy face being too much to handle in the situation, you drop your head to his shoulder, hiding your warm face in his neck. “what’s wrong, princess?” he breathes out, his big hand rubbing along your back as he molds it into an arch. “aiku… you know what you’re doing…” you chastise, but of course he plays oblivious! “oh, ‘m not sure about that… why don’t you tell me?” he ends his sentence with a little lift of his leg as he guides your hips backwards, causing you to moan out loud— exactly what he’s been waiting for. even when you’re trying to take care of him, he manages to be a little freak, always finding ways to dominate you. “shit, this is why i never do n-nice thin—ngh..s… f’r you…” you trailed off, giving up on washing him as your only focus was chasing your own high by riding his thigh. he chuckled, “that’s it baby, grind on me,” before bringing your head up by your jaw to kiss your lips deeply. you moaned into the kiss, yet he swallowed all of your delicious sounds up.

when you began whining, increasing in pitch, and moving yourself on his leg with more haste, he could tell you were almost there. “you close? huh?” he panted out, “come on, give it to me, ma.” you released himself on him with a yelp of his name, and he kisses you, whispering “i’m here, ‘m here, baby.” you both sit for a moment, catching your breaths. aiku’s massaging your ass as you run your hands along his sweaty neck, getting all stinky again from the sexing you two just diiid..! he kisses you deeply once more with a goofy smile on his face, “i love you so much.” giggling at his expression, you hold his face when he leans into your touch, whispering an “i love you too, aiku.

Yeoowzers don’t ever let me put dialogue in again hope rhis was Ok😓 whagever bye Forever

[blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhggg]

I miss the person i was 6.9k words ago

𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒, 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 : 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 ‘𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭.’ 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝟐

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨, 𝐀𝐢𝐤𝐮 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐞

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐖𝐜 : 𝟔.𝟗𝐤

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 : 𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐢𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐭��𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫.

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 : 𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

୨⍣୧｡ (𝐀/𝐍) : 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝!

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬/𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 : 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐢𝐤𝐮, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐢𝐤𝐮, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 : 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝.

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 

୨⍣୧｡ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 : @𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬-𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲.

𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

'Miffy.’

'Hm?’ 'Sweet little bunny.’ 'Miffy.’

’ ‘S that?' 

'Miffy, miffy, miffy, run!’ you exclaimed, pouncing on Nagi, fingers set to work as you tickled his sides, making him squirm. That was probably the most beautiful laugh you had ever heard, his voice echoing through the walls of your shared bedroom after his nap. 

A memory that seemed so long ago. 

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[kkai-zen]

˖⋆࿐໋ you're sexy, i'm sexy!

summary: how do the blue lock boys meet you and get your number and/or a first date?

featuring: [separate] gn!reader x itoshi rin, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, oliver aiku & michael kaiser

contents: anime only spoilers!! fluff!, awkward-cute rin, drunk guy tries to flirt with reader (in oliver's), cheating ex-bf (kaiser), suggestive (kaiser), sae plays for re al, kaiser plays for bastard münchen

wc: 3.2k

a/n: this one took me a while to write! i decided to try writing for oliver for the first time, so lmk if i should write more for him :) also, thank you guys so much for 100 followers! sending you all much love~ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

⟢ itoshi rin...

Sees you, his new physical therapist, and almost falls in love at first sight.

Soccer is the most important thing to him, so why is it that his heart speeds up when you turn the corner?

(He swears his kick accuracy decreases when you watch him play, and it drives him crazy.)

He tries to push you out of his mind for months before even thinking about asking you for your number.

You’re wondering why Rin is sweating bullets during your latest session with him, but you think nothing of it until he gruffly asks for your number, holding out his phone. 

“Huh? You want my number?” 

You stare at him for a moment, a small smile slipping onto your lips. He nods, averting his gaze. “Oh! Sure, but- don’t you already have it?” 

Rin’s heart stops. 

“Huh?”

“...huh?”

Rin goes home that night so mortified that he can’t fall asleep.

Of course he already has your number, he curses in his head, tossing and turning in his bed. You’re his physical therapist, after all. It’d be natural to have already received your contact information from a manager or email or something of the like.

He can’t even look you in the eyes the next morning when he sees you, standing so pretty at the sidelines. Swearing as he misses a goal, ball slamming into the goalpost with a bang!, Rin catches your gaze and what’s left of his focus vanishes.

Before you know it, Rin’s striding off the field, towel slung over his shoulders. Mouth opening, you walk towards him—only for him to brush past you and disappear into the locker room. You frown.

A week goes by, and Rin is still ignoring you.

You sigh, scrolling through your phone. He’d been canceling sessions more often than not, you sulk. But at least he’s stopping by today.

“Your neck and shoulder muscles are tense,” you murmur, feeling around his upper body. Naturally, Rin stays silent, and you hesitate before saying, “Rin? Are you feeling okay? You haven’t been showing up to sessions as often, and you haven’t been…as concentrated during pra-”

He suddenly slams his hands down on the massage table he’s laying on, pushing himself up to face you, and you stumble backwards. Almost falling to the ground, you feel Rin’s muscular arm wrap around you, unexpectedly pulling you into his warm chest before placing a chaste kiss on your lips. 

Face flushed a bright pink, he stares into your wide eyes for a moment longer before promptly dropping his arm from your waist and speeding towards the door. “H-hey, Rin- wait!” You call after him, heart pounding in your ears, but he doesn’t stop. Chasing him down the hallway, you finally catch up to him, out of breath as you step in front of his broad body. 

Rin’s face is still bright pink. “Get out of the wa- mmpf!”

His eyes widen as you grab his cheeks, pulling his lips onto yours forcefully, kissing him until he’s out of breath. By the time you pull away, you’re both flushed, panting, and staring at each other with twin looks of nervousness. Rin forces his eyes away before mumbling a quiet,

“Saturday. I’ll pick you up at 7.” 

⟢ itoshi sae...

Sees you in the crowd during one of his games, wearing a jersey for the rival team.

You’re far too pretty to be cheering for those half-baked losers, he thinks, when the game ends 4-1.

(obviously Sae’s team, Re Al, wins.)

He finds you after the game, sulking at your team’s loss while waiting for one of your friends in the bathroom.

Sighing, you turn your head away from the large TV screens replaying highlights from the earlier game. You can’t believe Re Al won that hard against your team, you sulk. But you have to admit, some of the plays made by Re Al’s midfielder were incredible. What was that guy’s name again? Sei? No, it was-

“My name’s Itoshi Sae. Could I get your number?”

You look up from the floor to the calm voice, and you have to clench your jaw to keep it from dropping open. Re Al’s genius, pink-haired (very handsome, you decide) midfielder is standing right in front of you, phone held out. 

You stare at him for a moment longer before stammering out a “S-sure!” and taking his phone, typing your number into the contact information page and handing it back to him. He’s about to turn away, but before he can, you blurt out, “You made some amazing plays this game.”

Sae stops, teal gaze meeting yours with a certain intensity. Of course I did, he almost says, but stops himself last minute. “Thank you,” he utters instead. “But I can’t help but notice you’re a fan of the other team,” he continues, eyeing your jersey. 

You hesitate, turning a little pink. “I mean- yeah, I guess so…” you mumble reluctantly. “But y’know, I can still recognize and appreciate other good players.” You fidget with the hem of your jersey, blush steadily creeping over your face as Sae’s unwavering stare bores into you. 

You suddenly feel something warm settle over your shoulders, and you’re shocked to find Sae’s Re Al jacket draping over your figure. “Wear this to the next Re Al game,” Sae murmurs, fingers brushing across the fabric. “The next Re Al game? The one in France?” You say in disbelief. “Mhm,” he responds casually. “I’ll fly you out, if you want.” 

“I-I mean, sure, I’d be honored, but-” you begin, dumbfounded, but he’s tapping away at his phone already. “I’ll text my manager about it then,” Sae affirms, speaking in a matter-of-fact voice that left no room for argument. “Sure thing!” You force a smile over your shocked face. 

You’re sure nothing he can do will surprise you at this point—asking for your number, giving you his jacket, offering to fly you out to France, of all places.

But when he leans forward, breath hot against the shell of your ear whispering, “See you soon, gorgeous,” before walking away, your heart nearly bursts out of your chest. You manage a weak wave, eyes wide, slumping over against the wall in a red-faced daze when your friend walks out of the bathroom. 

“Hey, I just remembered! There was that one really hot midfielder- huh? What happened?!” 

⟢ nagi seishiro...

Runs into you in the manga section at a bookstore Reo dragged him to.

He notices you, standing on your tippy-toes trying to reach a volume on the top shelf.

He thinks that you’re so cute!

Usually wouldn't have done anything to help (since it’d be a hassle), but he notices you’re reaching for a volume of Bonobono, his favorite manga series that he also happens to be looking for...

You huff, hands on your hips, staring up at the final volume of Bonobono sitting on the top layer of the shelf. After two failed attempts, you’re still determined to get it, stretching out your arms in anticipation for your next try. But before you can reach up again, a lean, lengthy arm is reaching up to pluck it off the shelf with ease.

Huh? Spinning around, you come face-to-face with a broad chest, almost slamming into it.

Stumbling backwards into the bookshelf, you stare up into the stranger’s gray eyes. He’s cute, you think, blinking up at him. But when he vanishes with the final volume of Bonobono in hand, you’re fuming.

“H-hey! Come back!” You dart after him, following the head of fluffy white hair through the bookshelves.

When you finally catch up to him, out of breath, you point an accusing finger at him. “I was gonna get that!” You say with indignation, eyebrows furrowed. “So? I got it first,” he responds lazily. 

“Wha- shouldn’t you at least offer to give it back? You knew I was reaching for it!”

“…I still got it first though.”

“You-!”

Making a jump for the volume in his hand, your fingertips brush the corner of the book that he quickly pulls out of your reach. But rather than landing gracefully back on your feet, you land right on top of his feet. 

With a yelp, you grab onto the front of his hoodie to balance yourself but end up toppling backwards, crashing into the bookshelf behind you, pulling the white-haired stranger along. 

“Ugh…” you groan, eyes squeezed shut and head spinning. “Why couldn’t you have just given me the volume…” You feel a heavy weight on your body, peeking your eyes open to see the stranger pressed flush against you, face inches away from your own. 

“I told you, it’s mine.” 

Something about the way he says it sends shivers down your spine, and fortunately unfortunately, it reminds you of how handsome the stranger really is. “You got us in this position, so shouldn’t you do something to fix it?” He murmurs, edging his face ever so slightly closer to yours. The intimate proximity steals your breath away, and you feel your face burning with heat. “Uh-”

But he suddenly pulls away, and your heart throbs when the weight of his body dissipates. He turns around and you’re worried that he might run off again, but he fiddles with the volume of Bonobono before handing it to you. 

“See ya round, cutie.” 

You gape at him as he walks away, completely stupefied. You’ll never see that handsome stranger again, you think, and you can’t help the disappointment that sparks in the pit of your stomach. 

But when you crack open the cover and see a phone number scrawled messily on the first page, you can’t help the smile that peeks out on the corners of your lips.

⟢ mikage reo...

Meets you after you spill a cup of coffee on his shirt when you’re speeding to work.

Apologizing profusely, you grab handfuls of napkins and stuff them into his hands before racing off.

Reo is instantly charmed, thinking you’re so cute with your blushing face and flustered demeanor.

He comes back to the cafe every single morning for a week straight, searching for you. 

Almost gives up hope when, on a Friday morning…

What am I doing…Reo stifles a yawn. He’d been chasing after you since the fateful day you quite literally ran into him, hooked on finding out who you are. And now, here he is, sitting in a cafe at 7 AM hoping that you’ll magically stroll through the door-

Ding-ding!

The bell hanging at the door jingles when you walk in, every bit as beautiful as he remembers. Gawking at you for a moment as you order (a vanilla latte with an extra shot of espresso, he mentally notes), Reo can barely believe you’re standing right there before he leaps up, strolling towards you with an unhurried confidence.

You seem to be in a lot less of a rush this time around, waiting patiently for the barista to finish making your order as you check the time on your phone. 

“Excuse me?”

You look up, and Reo can feel his cheeks flush the faintest pink when he meets your gaze.  Before he can continue, your eyes light up with recognition. “Oh! You’re the guy I ran into last week!” You exclaim, embarrassment rushing to your face. “I’m so sorry about that…” you apologize profusely. 

“Ah, no worries, I wasn’t going anywhere important anyways,” he replies with a laugh. “Could I maybe buy you a drink, to make up for it?” You offer, and he chuckles. “No need, I don’t drink coffee.”

Cocking your head, you fix him with a look of confusion.

“You- don’t drink coffee?”

“Mhm.”

“Oh- then, what do you usually order here?” 

“Nothing.”

“Oh…um, do you just like the environment?”

“It’s not bad, I suppose.”

“A-ah, I see…”

You laugh nervously. “Are you wondering why I come here, then?” He asks, mirroring the tilt of your head. “Yeah, guess so,” you mumble, fidgeting with the sleeve of your top.

“Well, the simple answer is you.” 

Huh? You freeze. Is he messing around? Almost laughing, you stop yourself only when you see the seriousness in his eyes. “I- I’m sorry?” You stammer out.

“I come here for you. I’ve wanted to talk to you since the day we ran into each other.” Reo says casually, pulling his phone out of his pocket. “I wanted to ask if I could get your number, and maybe buy you a coffee sometime.” And he holds his phone out to you.

Blushing furiously, you take the phone with trembling fingers, entering your phone number and name into his contacts. “Yeah, that sounds great!” You manage, breathless. “Perfect. See you soon, then.” He beams at you and your heart melts in your chest.

“Yeah, see you soon!”

⟢ oliver aiku...

Sees you at the club, sittin’ pretty next to some creep who won’t stop bothering you for your number.

He’d been eyeing you for a while now, nursing a drink while sitting next to his rowdy teammates.

Decides to intervene when the drunk tries to put his hands on you.

Buys you a drink after the creep leaves, and strikes up a flirty nice conversation with you.

For some odd reason, he’s getting nervous talking to you...

“C’mon beautiful, just gimme your number,” the creep next to you belches, toothy grin widening. Wrinkling your nose, you lean away, the smell of alcohol on his breath burning your nose. “Uh- no thanks.” you mutter, disgusted at the guy. “Hey now- I’m a great guy!” He chortles drunkenly, and with a terrifying amount of audacity, suddenly reaches over to grab your arm.

“What the fu-?!” Snatching your arm back, you glare daggers at the guy who’s babbling on and on about bringing you back to his apartment. But before you can slap the guy—who’s now reaching for your thigh—a strong, broad hand grabs his wrist in a vice grip.

“You heard the lady. Get outta here, man.” 

You bring your attention to the deep voice, taken aback by the shiny heterochromatic eyes you see. 

“Hey, this isn’t your busi- urk!” The creep yelps as the stranger seizes the collar of his shirt, dragging him out of his seat. “I said, get lost.” He repeats coldly, pushing the drunkard backwards, who—with a squeak—promptly scurries away. Finally relaxing with a sigh, you readjust your top before turning to the stranger. 

“Thank you so much for dealing with that,” you say with relief. “No problem,” he smiles at you. “My name’s Oliver. Mind if I buy you a drink?” You huff out a laugh. “Please do.”

He takes the spot next to you, and suddenly, you don’t mind the proximity of the seat. “So, what’s a pretty thing like you doin’ out here all alone?” He asks smoothly, leaning forward. You raise an eyebrow. “Do you usually use cheesy one liners to pick up girls?” You reply with a snort, taking a sip of the drink he ordered you. “Don’t tell me you’re trying to get into my pants like the last guy.”

He stares at you for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Man, what a response,” he grins. “Can’t lie, that’s what I was going for. But now you’ve got me thinkin’ otherwise.”

“Thinking otherwise?”

“Yup.”

“...about what?”

“About how much I’d like to take you out to dinner.”

You pause. Eyes skimming over his figure, you realize how attractive Oliver actually is; tall, broad-shouldered, and muscular underneath his half-unbuttoned dress shirt, he’s exactly your type. 

You look into his eyes, tilting your head, before giving Oliver a smile that has his heart thumping strangely loud in his chest. “Hm. Buy me another drink, and then we can talk,” you say slyly, and he laughs again. “Whatever you want, pretty.”

And when you’re having easy conversion with Oliver over your umpteenth drink, you slip him your number written neatly on a napkin. 

“Bring me somewhere nice, ‘kay?” 

“Like I said, whatever you want, angel.” 

⟢ michael kaiser...

Notices you in the lounge of the fancy hotel he’s staying at, where you explain that you're trying to catch your boyfriend cheating.

Thinks you’re being ridiculous until some bonehead walks out of the elevator with a girl on his arm.

Part of him is glad you caught the cheating prick just so he could ask for your number.

You’re way too pretty for that guy, anyways.

(The girl on his arm is ogling Kaiser, too, just to add the cherry on top).

Blowing a strand of hair out of your face, you tap your foot impatiently waiting for your boyfriend—well, about-to-be-ex-boyfriend—who had apparently forgotten to turn off his location tonight. You already had suspicions that he’d been cheating on you for some time, and tonight is the night you decide to end things with that scumbag. 

You’re standing, staring at the elevator so intently that you don’t even notice the blonde-and-blue haired man sitting behind you with narrowed eyes.  “What on Earth are you waiting for?” He sighs to you, rubbing his temples. “The tapping of your foot is bothersome.” 

You turn, frowning. “Waiting for my cheating, soon-to-be-ex boyfriend to come out of the elevator.” 

“Seriously?” Kaiser is baffled. Firstly, you’re far too pretty for someone to cheat on you, he thinks. But secondly— “Why would you waste your time on the guy? Just break up and move on. Besides, what if he’s not even here?”

But suddenly, you both hear a ding!, and the elevator doors glide open to reveal your shitty (now ex-) boyfriend prancing out of the elevator, with some disheveled, barely dressed girl on his arm.

“Huh? Babe? What are you doing here?” Your ex gapes at you, suddenly snatching his arm away from the girl’s body. You scoff. “What are you doing here?” You spit back, eyes flicking between him and the girl. 

“I-it’s not what it looks like, I promise!” He swears, walking towards you. “Look, I-”

“Man, just shut up.”

Kaiser’s voice is cold, slicing right through his words. You hadn’t realized that he’d stood up right behind you until he slides a lean arm around your waist, tilting his head at your baffled ex. “Why does he look so surprised, my love?” He murmurs to you, just loud enough for your ex to hear. “You didn’t tell him that we’re together?”

You blink up into his cool blue eyes, swallowing with a dry throat. “I- I guess not,” you mumble. “Mm. I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson when we get back to our room, sweetheart.” He smirks, and you flush red with the implication. 

“W-wait! Are you- Michael Kaiser? That famous soccer player from Bastard München?” The girl next to your ex gasps, eyes wide. Kaiser’s smirk only grows wider. “I am.”

Her hands fly to her mouth. “Oh my-! Can I- get your autograph? And, um- ” A smile toys at her lips. “Maybe, I could get your number, too?” She twirls a strand of hair between her fingers, batting her lashes at him. You nearly burst out laughing at her audacity.

Your ex’s jaw drops open. “Wha- but- you- ” he stutters at her, and Michael only offers a bare smile. “I’m already taken.” He squeezes your waist tighter, guiding you into the elevator. “Let’s go, angel.”

Puzzled, you let him walk you into the elevator, and as soon as the doors close, you expect him to pull his arm away—but he doesn’t. 

“Now, ready to learn your lesson, sweetheart?”

[airybcby]

Call It What You Want To

(soft launching with the bllk boys)

a / n — i love soft launches and blue lock…so why not combine them?

content — fluff, cutesie stuff, bllk characters x fem! reader, pretty much gn! but i did use ‘she’ so just to be safe, + your faves if you want!!

synopsis — soft launches with the boyfies <3

✿.｡. “ nobody’s heard from me for months , ” .｡.✿

is NEVER on social media. has accounts of course, but never posts on them. usually the most they do is repost things about soccer on their stories. so when they post these pictures as their first post EVER? it’s inevitable that their fans are going to go insane.

they preferred posting these pictures, neither of your faces showing. you’d both decided to keep your relationship “private but not secret” , if someone were to find out it was you in these photos? so be it. they would never dream of hiding you from the world.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ RIN ITOSHI, barou shouei, sae itoshi, jinpachi ego

they don't have many posts, but the ones they do have no less than a million likes each. their fans are adoring, so when they post a new photo, thousands of people get the notification and within seconds the post has 200k likes.

their fans are insane, and that's putting it lightly. they find your account within a minute all by looking at your phone case and finding your account.

the both of you wake up the next morning and find yourselves not only trending on twitter, but also with thousands of edits made of the two of you. AND A SHIP NAME??

so much for a soft launch.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ YUKIMIYA KENYU(im biased), shido ryusei, MICHAEL KAISER, hyoma chigiri

a chronic poster. i mean literal photo dumps GALORE. they had many fans, obviously with them being a famous soccer player, but also because of how 'real' they were. they would constantly post stories in the bathroom and ranting- all that fun stuff.

their fans had no indication that they'd been in a relationship at all. which was strange because due to their openness, their fans began thinking they deserved to know every little thing about them.

they just wanted to keep you their little secret for a little bit, so they posted these very inconspicuous photos and had the internet up in a frenzy.

soccerluver44: WHO IS THIS??

urmomshouse: no way

and thousands of comments just like that flooded their inbox.

this was fun, they thought. maybe for a little while longer they'd keep you their little secret. the thought crossed their mind as they pressed the 'your story' button, posting a photo of them sitting on the sink with your arms wrapped around them.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ MEGURU BACHIRA, isagi yoichi, EITA OTOYA, oliver aiku

not a constant poster, but definitely has a social media presence. they mostly post about their upcoming games and where to get tickets and watch. they definitely don't post about their personal life, so when people log on and see a soft launch??

the world goes into a state of shock. the comments are limited, so no one besides people they follow back (most of which who already knew of the relationship) are allowed to comment.

they did this on purpose. they saw no point in having strangers question them when the caption said it all

" spoiling my girl <3 "

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ REO MIKAGE, tabito karasu, jyubei aryu, DON LORENZO

✿.｡. “ i'm doing better than i ever was ” .｡.✿

took myself to the computer version to do this since there's a photo limit on the mobile version.

hope yall liked it though, i've never done anything like this before!!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!!

[dangopango00]

GIVE HIM SOME ATTENTION

What does he do when he wants some attention?

BLLK x S/O!GN Reader

Characters: Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Kunigami (Pre&Post WC), Gagamaru, Rin, Nanase, Sae, Shidou, Barou, Sendou, Nagi, Reo, Oliver, Otoya, Karasu, Yukimiya, Hiori, Kurona, Zantetsu, Raichi, Aryu, Kiyora, Kaiser, Ness (In that order)

CW: Suggestive as hell in Aiku & Otoya’s parts, A little angsty in Shidou, Reo & Ness parts

A/N: Idk all of them toooooo well but they’re all interesting to me so I’d like to try also I excluded some people who are irrelevant in my mindscape (i'm so sorry) (Nagi is honestly lucky to be here with the flopism he has been displaying smh) Gagamaru my goat ntm on him also added Zantetsu in honor of him finally getting his cover art

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Yoichi Isagi

I think if he’s craving attention he’d probably be a bit hesitant because it's embarrassing for him to ask (since he likes a lot of attention so he’d be asking all day LOL). In order to save himself the embarrassment he’ll usually just hold your hand and give you a serious look– if he can muster that (sometimes if he’s feeling shy he’ll just put his hand on yours while looking away). Well when he does look at you he thinks he’s giving you a serious look but surely all you see is him giving you puppy eyes.

Meguru Bachira

Oh if he’s craving attention YOU WILL KNOW. He’d probably cling to you as if you were a missing part of his body he was trying to reconnect. He’ll hug your arm or pepper you in kisses and he’ll seem way happier than usual because he’s just so glad to be around you. He’s a bit ridonkulous he might even jump on you, making you both collapse to the floor, or if you’re in a place with a hard floor he’ll instead pull you towards him and squeeze you like a giant teddy bear.

Hyoma Chigiri

He’s a bit tricky honestly. He has a good amount of pride so he doesn’t like to seem too clingy but that doesn’t mean he’ll back down if he feels like he’s being neglected. If he wants attention he’ll try to make you the one who’s embarrassed and craving attention by flirting subtly though incessantly. He’ll wrap his arm around you and lightly ghost his thumb over your skin or even ‘innocently’ kiss your jawline and then just as quickly as he started, he’ll stop and go back to whatever he was doing before so you’re the one asking for attention from him now.

Rensuke Kunigami (PRE Wild Card)

Honestly? Upstanding young man ass dude he’ll probably just start giving you attention until you reciprocate. He’s stubborn too so you know he won’t stop until you give in unless you’re seriously not in the mood for whatever reason. He’ll sneak up behind you and hug you and start kissing up your neck; eventually turn your head so he can kiss you on the lips if you’re willing to indulge him. The kind of guy who’d just lay up in your arms and gently lay you down with him after a long day.

Rensuke Kunigami (POST WC)

Ok I know he SEEMS insanely different but tbh I don’t think he’d change all that much. He’s probably a little bit more socially awkward because for a while all he’s done is train with little social interaction. When he wants attention, I think he’d likely use the same tactic but in a different way. He’d probably nip your neck or shoulder (not painfully; he is trying to be playful) and when it gets your attention, he’d start to pepper you in kisses or lay his head down on your shoulder if it's been a long day.

Gin Gagamaru

I don’t have a great grasp on this guy (despite being one of my goats 🥹) but I think he’d probably have like mannerisms for it like pointing at where he wants to be kissed and kisses you back when you oblige him. He also seems like the kind of guy who’d bring you something from his journeys in the wilderness as like a homemade gift and hopes you’ll give him the attention he seeks in return (you can definitely tell because he just stares at you as you open the gift, hoping you like it and then continues to stare expectantly when you do like it)

Rin Itoshi

Imo if Rin decided to get into a relationship with someone he’d dedicate himself to them just as he does soccer because he wouldn’t want them to be hurt the way he was hurt (someone you love acting coldly towards you) but he doesn’t really know how without cringing. SO his way of asking for attention would be somewhat sweet although awkward. I think he would likely try to do some semi romantic gesture like laying his head on your shoulder/in your lap (although he’s pretty tense) or just making general contact like touching knees or brushing fingers together and will absolutely WHIP his head away if you look at him.

Nijiro Nanase

Nanase is just a guy; another upstanding young man. I think he would probably flatter you if he wanted attention. He’ll probably start talking about the things he likes about you and how much he loves you, giving you a kiss on the cheek along with his praise as well. He is very aware of the fact that you think he’s the cutest thing to hit planet Earth and he will use it to his advantage!! Of course, he means what he says but if saying it out loud will get him covered in kisses he’ll say as much as you want because he’s never gonna run out of things to say.

Sae Itoshi

This guy… Is a real piece of work but, like his brother, I think if he’s willing to get into a relationship then that means he's willing to put in the effort but doesn’t know how, although he respects you a ton. If he’s craving attention I don’t think he’ll even realize it; he’ll just get really irritated when you aren’t around and when you are around he’ll stare you down so hard he could burn a hole through you but the fact that he doesn’t even look angry is what tips you off to what he wants. The look in his eyes isn’t insanely soft but it's not a hard stare either, he looks like he's daydreaming or zoning out tbh.

Ryusei Shidou

If Sae is a piece of work this dude is a whole project. It’s easy to say he’s like Bachira, which he is during the day, but I think it’d be more interesting to talk about him during the night. When the day comes to an end he said he “becomes nothing” so I think it would be the number one time where he craves attention and validation that he exists and you’re really there. It’s a somewhat vulnerable time for him but he plays it off like he’s just his usual clingy self and probably places himself in front of you at any opportunity. Looking down? He’ll lay on your lap. Facing forward? Well here he is in front of you. And by the time it’s finally time for bed he's completely wrapped his body around yours.

Shoei Barou

It’s kind of hard to imagine how he’d show affection in a relationship buttt I think similar to Kunigami, I think he would just give you attention until you give in. However, I think Barou is probably a bit more aggressive about it and he’d probably go up to you and kiss you, then pull away just enough to await your next move. If you take too long to decide though he’ll start kissing around your face: on your nose, your forehead, etc. He’s pretty bold but he is a tiny bit embarrassed/hesitant when it comes to feeling ‘soft’ with you so he’ll kiss you to distract himself from it.

Shuto Sendou

This guy is peak loserboy activity whew he is a huge sucker for being spoiled so he wants attention OFTEN. I think he probably just stands really close to you and complains about how his day was soooooo horrible and how he worked so hard but if being standoffish isn’t working he holds onto your waist for dear life or plops himself on your lap and hugs you, waiting for attention when he gets desperate. If he’s super desperate he’ll start kissing around your neck and complain even more. He even starts to say how betrayed he feels at how easily you’re ignoring his woes.

Seishiro Nagi

He’s pretty efficient in the way he shows he wants attention. Since he’s the spoiled type he’ll usually try to get your attention the normal way first: acting cute and laying his head on your shoulder or on your lap while he plays his game (he is expecting you to play with his hair) but if you don’t he’ll honestly be confused at first because he’s usually given whatever he wants. At first he’ll try to put your hand on his head but if you keep taking it away he’ll make you lay down with him and literally try to immobilize you by putting all his weight on your body; will even pretend to be asleep if you protest.

Reo Mikage

He’s a lot bit codependent so if he’s feeling neglected he’ll do everything he can to get your attention. He’ll usually shower you in gifts and/or take you on a romantic date. He’ll plan out a whole ass day of pampering just because he wants some attention. Please remind him he doesn’t need to do. All that. Because he often feels a bit useless if he doesn’t have time to do that. Not only does he feel useless but he’s somehow convinced himself subconsciously that he doesn’t really deserve your attention if he hasn’t done anything for you.

Oliver Aiku

If he wants attention from you, he’ll give you an insane amount of attention. Unlike Kunigami and Barou, he’s very forward and will text you, showering you with sweet words while he’s on his way to yours and when he gets there, he’s practically already all over you. He’s going on about how much he loves you and how he missed you so much all while kissing you wherever he can reach you. Tbh if he's craving attention, he probably just wants to have sex since he’s not a very clingy guy so he's probably already backing you into a wall and trying to undress you.

Eita Otoya

Honestly his appeal to others is usually him being the “cold but caring” type so, like Aiku, he’d probably text you before getting to yours but it’d be even more bare bones like, “i miss you” or “can I see u” even if he DOES genuinely like you he doesn’t really think deeply about his feelings and impulsively texts you when he wants attention. Unlike Aiku, he is a clingy guy and if he’s really desperate for attention he’ll still escalate it to sex if he can; just slower. Probably wants to lay his face in your chest or lap and makeout.

Tabito Karasu

Oh this smartass. He’s probably similar to Hyoma in the fact that he makes sure it's you who wants his attention by pampering you one minute and acting like nothing happened the next. However he does tend to like smart people so if you’re smart enough to see through his hot-and-cold act he’ll eventually hold you and hide his face in your chest, admitting defeat but he’d still be smiling because either way he wins. He’s already got you and he won't let go until you fill the quota of kisses you owe him.

Kenyu Yukimiya

He’s the type to feel a bit embarrassed about wanting attention at first but will be more forward if you don’t pick up on his subtle hints. His hints include sneaking glances at you or holding your hand whenever he gets the opportunity. He’s honestly pretty charismatic so I think that when being more forward he would probably kiss your hand and help you with anything you may need to get done or finish anything he may need to do so that you can completely focus on each other when there’s nothing left.

Yo Hiori

Honestly craving attention is a somewhat rare occurrence for him so it's a bit embarrassing, especially since you two are used to kinda doing your own thing. Probably gives you little ‘hints’ like starting off by asking if you want to play a game with him as an excuse to get you close to him. Another hint would likely be him invading your bubble whether it be by scooting close to you or hooking his leg over yours a bit or whatever it may be. If you still aren’t getting it he probably says something that tips you off while looking directly at you or glancing at you like, “Do you mind me being clingy?” or something along those lines.

Ranze Kurona

He’s such a sweetie he probably braids your hair if it's long enough (if it’s short he’ll still try a root braid if you want but he’s not very good at it). If not he’ll usually get you both stickers to mess around with, putting some on your face, others on various items and sometimes you put them in random hidden places as a nice surprise when you find them again. Typically this is enough to get the attention he’s looking for, but if you’re teasing him or simply forgot, he’ll lightly nip your shoulder or lightly graze his teeth over your shoulder (Since you two got together you have definitely encouraged him to be comfortable with his teeth around you)

Zantetsu Tsurugi

This guy often tries to be something he’s not so he’d probably try to do a bunch of romantic gestures that aren’t his style. Knowing him he’d probably put together some poems. They aren’t very good but it IS very sweet and he’d keep doing this for a while until the poems start to sound the same and he starts to get frustrated. He’d try learning an instrument, impressing you with his knowledge on a subject you like etc. until eventually he would just force himself to suck it up and ask you for attention outright and just straight up admit how much you mean to him because all these other things are draining and they aren’t him.

Jingo Raichi

He’s another guy who finds it a bit embarrassing to be ‘soft’ so when craving attention he’ll often ‘starve’ himself of it. Usually you’re the one who has to give him attention but if you haven’t for whatever reason then he’ll be angrier than usual that day with his teammates. He’ll probably give up by the time he gets home and just crashes into you grumbling about how his day has been SO unsexy. Probably won’t let you go until he falls asleep tbh and even then he still has a pretty good grip on you.

Jyubei Aryu

When he wants attention Aryu would probably start flaunting his beauty, pushing his hair back, striking poses, modeling clothes for you, whatever stylish thing he can think of– he will do it and then glance over at you to make sure you were paying attention. If that doesn’t work then he’d have you do some stylish things like he might have you try on some clothes he bought you or ask you to style his hair because he is “lacking inspiration” (He actually just knows you like playing with his hair smh)

Jin Kiyora

This dude is a freak, it's a lot bit funny. When he wants attention he probably asks you to watch a movie with him (You’re already suspicious that he didn’t put on Fight Club for the umpteenth time or another action movie). He honestly put it on as background noise and thought it looked boring so he’d probably just tell you to lay down with him and lightly kiss you until you get the picture (Spoil him). Can and WILL turn the movie off and hide the remote if you neglect him smh (He will not enjoy the returned energy next time he wants to watch fight club so for both of your sakes just give him some kisses).

Michael Kaiser

Complicated individual, rightfully so. If he wants attention he’d simply demand it. Bye. He would likely just pull you towards him without any further commentary, he might even look a bit annoyed. If you didn’t know him you’d think he was in a bad mood and upset with you but you know how he gets. However, he’s more clear when it’s been a long day and he’s feeling a bit beat down or unsure of himself. He’d just shove his face into your back or your midsection and let you play with his hair as he conks theee fuck out.

Alexis Ness

Another complicated individual whew. What is up with these codependent purple dudes who found the worst possible person to depend on? Ness has yet to find a relationship where he is properly loved and not essentially abandoned so if he feels like you’re slipping away he’ll panic and do everything in his power to convince you to keep him around. He needs a lot of reassurance tbh and spends a lot of his time in your arms. When he’s craving attention he’ll usually just be sulking around all day like a sad wet cat. Every now and again he turns to look at you wistfully and walks past very slowly like that damn homeless ant. Show him some love he needs it now more than ever ayayayay.

[wholemeallbread]

... TOXIC BOYFRIENDS AND EXES / ꩜

with ... reo mikage, itoshi sae, oliver aiku x gn!reader

warnings ... cheating (oliver), gaslighting/manipulation (reo, oliver), guilt tripping (reo), stalking (reo, sort of sae), mentions of makeup and heels (oliver), slightly suggestive (oliver), alcohol/being drunk mention (oliver)

DANGEROUSLY DESPERATE ꩜ REO MIKAGE

it's clear throughout the entire relationship that reo was head over heels for you. he would take you anywhere and everywhere, shower you with gifts and treat you like royalty. at first, it was cute. but things soon became unbearable when he started cancelling your plans himself under the thesis of "you never spend time with me" or "am i not important to you anymore?" or even "do you even love me?"

on your third attempt on breaking up with him, reo finally seemed to get the hint. right after the break up, you seemed to have more freedom than ever, making quick work of hanging out with your friends again and getting to enjoy your hobbies once more.

he did not like that. he started blowing up your phone, spamming you with photos of him crying, cutting up and destroying your stuff and other things that you'd not like to name. some worry you, some have you close to taking him back, but either way it's having an extreme toll on your mental health. he'll even show up to wherever you work or study, causing a scene and threatening to sue every single person in the building until you're stood right in front of him. somehow, you end up being more miserable compared to when you were formerly in a relationship with him.

one day you just decide to yourself: "why do i even bother anymore?" and block him on everything, including every single one of his spare phones and changing your number. you make it extremely obvious that you're dating someone else in case he has other ways of accessing you, a clear sign that you're no longer falling for his manipulation, no matter how shattered he may seem to be. that really could've been the small change you made that saved your life.

CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE ꩜ ITOSHI SAE

you're well aware that sae is a man of few words when it comes to romance. sure, that's fine, because it always shows through other ways. maybe he finds it difficult to express it in words? or he's just waiting for the right time? not at all. it's a subtle reminder that he has options. he could have any other girl or guy or anyone out there in the world, and you're nothing special to him. you could easily get replaced whenever he'd like, and you shouldn't get so attached or needy.

that's when he starts ignoring your messages and calls. that's when he mocks your attempts at going on a date with him. and that's when he finally snaps at you, making the exact same mistake that he did with his younger brother; pushing you out of his one and only safe space and shutting you out. you're obviously heartbroken, opting to never fall in love with a "nonchalant" guy ever again, while he's living his best life, getting rich and getting smothered in love by that one teammate who seemed more like a boyfriend than anything.

sae knows that he has only himself to care about, but for some reason, he finds himself itching to figure out whatever's happening in your life. surely you're not happy. surely it's not going to be as good as it was before. nowadays when you post, he only ever sees you smile; it's brighter than ever before, and they'll never be directed towards him. you're focused on your own little circle of friends, your own little bubble – you're the centre of your own little world and he's not in it.

it's too late for him to fix his mistake once he realises that you loved him for him, not who he was or how much he had. is there really another person out there that could love him the way that you did?

BLATANT CHEATING ꩜ OLIVER AIKU

oliver is a shameless, shameless man. you're aware of his horrendous dating history, but he convinced you that you were "the one". all of his female friends were apparently wiped from his phone, and he'll give you all of the attention that you need. it starts off with alleged double dates – they were fun, and the other couple was usually nice. after a while, you start becoming the first person that he drops off back home. what's worse is that the other girl is in the front seat, not you.

things start to escalate once you start seeing makeup or shoes occupying your space in the passenger seat of his car. it's not like they've been forgotten, because somebody's clearly using them; the makeup gets replaced when it runs out, and the heels change every other week or so; and one thing that you do know is that they're not yours.

"didn't you say you were thinking about an open relationship?" he claims to defend himself. actually, you weren't. it was him who came up with the idea, and you said no since you never really considered such a thing, but you'd let him know if you changed your mind. keywords: no and changed your mind. not only did he not listen to you at all, but he went out of his way to go on multiple dates without even telling you.

soon, you notice that he's switching off his phone at night, coming back home absolutely hammered, or not even returning until monday when it's the weekend. lipstick stains on his cheek? they're his mom's. scratch marks on his back? uh... he got attacked by a cat- no. a tiger. text messages from someone called "bae ❤️". that's... that's his sister, obviously. and the other identical one with the pink heart is his other sister too.

after you break up, there's already parties filling up his instagram stories. nine times out of ten, he's got a different girl right by his side, kissing his cheek or touching him all over. it's gross. you can't even bring yourself to look at them anymore, not because you're jealous, but it pisses you off seeing such disgusting public acts of "affection" in your face.

a month later, you get a few missed calls and a text asking you to "come over". obviously, you decline.

[earthtooz]

when i was your man | oliver aiku x reader, shidou ryusei x reader

in which: an unlikely candidate comes to replace oliver.

cw: gn!reader who gets fucked over, oliver is an asshole, shidou is WILD and a pathetic loser who wants you badly, toxic relationships, one suggestive line from shidou but who is surprised, description doesn't really capture it all

it was your fault for believing you could change oliver aiku.

when he came blazing into your life with his scruffy appearance, baritone voice, and the smell of leather clinging to him, all of your expectations and assumptions were subverted the moment he flashed you a boyish grin. a budding feeling bloomed in your heart that day, blossoming into something more the more you saw him. 

with every chair he held out for you, every door he opened for you, every coffee date, every conversation that made you felt heard and listened to, every time he asked to see you again, every time he texted you after a date to let you know how much fun he had- it felt like the possibilities were endless with oliver. he had taken your affections and nurtured it into something beautiful, a garden of roses as he tended to each one so delicately. he treated you so delicately. 

so delicately, that you refused to see the first signs of corruption.

your relationship suffered a slow decline, with small things occurring like him no longer planning for dates or booking reservations, telling you to come over instead because he ‘prefers it’ when it’s just the two of you. doesn’t really invite you to his games anymore, doesn’t ask for you to wait near the change rooms so he can see you immediately, doesn’t really want to show you off or let you say anything to his teammates.

the second was blaring in your face, and you should have ran the second you knew about oliver’s extensive dating background. instead, you stupidly did not think too much of it, diving into his honeyed words blind. he reassured you that you were the only one for him right now, and that his eye was on you and you alone, and that was enough. however, whenever you had your back toward him, his ‘loyal gaze’ would wander. 

typically, run-ins with exes never go pleasantly, and when oliver ran into his past relationship with you next to him, you heard something snap. her radiance, her attitude, her smile and grace when she turned to you to introduce herself, a part of what oliver had built within you crumbled.

she was, in the essence of the word; flawless, and you couldn’t help but doubt yourself because of it.

something in him changed the day you met her. he became… distant. not enough that it was obvious for you to cut him off and say your goodbyes, but just enough that it strung you along

you wonder what you did wrong for him to treat you like this. still, hope was abloom in your chest, assuming that it was just the stress of his busy lifestyle that was sinking him under, and because you’re his partner, you should be helping him bear that brunt too, right?

yeah, this was just you bearing his brunt.

and like domino pieces, you went falling down with him. the garden became overgrown, weeds grew through the cracks of your weakening confidence, something sour and vindictive settling in- was it directed towards you, or him? you don’t know, the line began blurring when you heard his friends talking about you behind your back, in the comfort of your own home, and oliver did nothing to ever stop them when you felt too small to defend yourself. 

the last piece crumbled when you were, unsurprisingly, alone under the blankets of your shared bed. you were scrolling through social media, trying to avoid the hollow feeling in your chest when something made you stop.

a video of a woman rearranging the flowers her partner got her, and that’s when it dawns on you. 

he’s never gotten you flowers. not even once.

***

the adrenaline in the change rooms was at an all-time high, filled with sweaty athletes who were all cackling over a sweet victory, celebrating and congratulating each other with resounding slaps on the backs. there’s the sound of clothes rustling, cleats hitting the floor, and showers running as the winners of the match get ready to go out and celebrate their successful season.

oliver, slinging his bag over his shoulder, leaves the change room first so he can meet up with a new chick he’s started talking to, farewelling his teammates who he will see at the bar in an hour.

he was not, however, expecting to see you waiting outside, he had to do a double take to make sure it was actually you and not someone who looked perfectly alike. your hair was down, you were busy on your phone, and there was a jersey in your arms, matching the design of his team’s. 

wow. you broke up with him months ago, and here you are, waiting outside for him, dressed and looking all cute? shit, the thought makes him so prideful, he almost wants to laugh. he doesn’t even need to call out your name because you’re already looking up from your phone, eyes widening when you recognise him. 

“aiku,” you murmur, clinging the jersey tighter to your chest as you hold his gaze. you’re strong, steadfast, confident, exactly like the version of you when you first met, the version he found endearing and charming. “you played well today.”

“thanks. it’s nice seeing you again, what are you waiting out here for?”

you open your mouth to say something, but there’s this wicked howl coming from behind oliver, and it’s followed by a serious of very loud, very obnoxious, and very proud cackles, and you immediately sigh at the sound. 

“y/n!” the voice sings, and of course, it belongs to no one else but shidou; nightmare incarnate, and a menace of a human being.

but he saddles up to you like it’s the most natural thing in the world, looming against you with his impressive figure, leaning on the wall with one arm as he all but cages you in. it’s a terrifying sight, unnatural, in fact. shouldn’t you be slapping him away and calling for a more dignified man like oliver to help?

“hello, shidou,” you greet, expression stern and unchanging. 

oliver wonders if the world is going to end. you? and shidou? friends? or maybe something more? 

no, ‘friends’ don’t lower their faces so close to each other that their noses are centimetres away from touching, but it’s only shidou that tiptoes that line, and he’s looking down at you with something wild in his eyes.

“hey, sweet thing,” the soccer player grins, all bark and bite, but you don’t shrink away. “i see you’ve got my jersey there, did it keep ya warm during the match?”

you huff, pushing it against his chest and shidou removes his hand from the wall to catch the piece of flimsy clothing. “don’t leave your stuff with me, or i’ll burn it next time.” 

“as if you’ll do that. you’re too sweet, sugar, i know you’ll just give it right back,” for some sick reason, shidou’s grin widens when you narrow your eyes at him. “plus it gives me a reason to see your cute face again.” 

you sigh before pushing yourself off the wall. “i’m leaving.” 

“aww, c’mon, not even going to tell me i played well?”

“are you a dog or something?”

you said to oliver that he played well… what’s that supposed to mean for him?

“i love it when you insult me,” shidou shudders, “i could get off on it.”

“freak!” you exclaim before turning around and practically stumbling away, your clumsiness betraying the cool facade you tried to maintain in front of shidou, and of course, he notices this, and begins to follow, hounding after you to close the distance. “don’t leave your stuff with me next time! this is your final warning!”

“aww, sweet thing, come back! i got you flowers!” 

true to his words, in the hand of his teammate, was an expensive-looking, well-arranged bouquet of red roses, and oliver is stunned as he tries to recall what you look like when you receive flowers. happy? delighted? no, none of those, because for some reason, there’s no image that appears in his head, as if there’s a gap in the large weave of memories he shares with you. how could that be? did he not get you flowers at all during the time you were together?

a giggle echoes down the hallway, and this time, oliver knows that it doesn’t belong to shidou. instead, the sound is honeyed, sweet, even in the dreary hallways of the stadium. it’s you who laughs so vibrantly, and if he closes his eyes and thinks for a moment, he can still recall how it sounded when you were in front of him, laughing.

the scent of real, well-nurtured flowers still linger in the air. 

© EARTHTOOZ 2025, do not steal, translate, repost my fics and do not recommend my fics onto any other site.

[retroaria]

BLUE LOCK M.LIST

➠ Multi-Character

# “Cuteness Overload” (headcanons)

# “Kisses!” (headcanons)

# “…Love, Love, Love…” (headcanons) (isagi/bachira/kaiser)

# “Confessions” (headcanons)

# interviewer!reader (headcanons) (rin/nagi/kaiser)

➠ Isagi Yoichi

# boyfriend isagi (headcanons)

# “Don’t Move!” gn!reader fluff

# NSFW Alphabet (MDNI)

➠ Bachira Meguru

# boyfriend bachira (headcanons)

# “sketch!” bachira x reader (fluff)

# NSFW Alphabet (MDNI)

➠ Itoshi Rin

# Itoshi Who??? | rin + sae | gn!reader

# NSFW Alphabet (MDNI)

# 5 A.M. (fluff, gn!reader)

# boyfriend rin (headcanons)

➠ Itoshi Sae

# NSFW Alphabet (MDNI)

# Dress Up! | fem!reader (MDNI)

# Itoshi Who??? | rin + sae | gn!reader

➠ Michael Kaiser

# “Needy!” | fem!reader | (MDNI)

# Random kaiser thoughts (headcanons) x reader

# NSFW Headcanons (MDNI)

# sinner! | fem!reader | (MDNI)

➠ Nagi Seishiro

# boyfriend nagi (headcanons)

# NSFW Headcanons (random) (MDNI)

# “wanna stay the night?” | nagi x fem!reader smut | (MDNI)

➠ Kunigami Rensuke

# NSFW Alphabet (MDNI)

➠ Reo Mikage

# NSFW Headcanons (random) (MDNI)

# father/husband!reo (headcanons)

➠ Oliver Aiku

# NSFW Alphabet (MDNI)

# first time (one shot) (MDNI)

➠ Misc.

# kiyora jin: boyfriend headcanons

[pinkykats-place]

Blue Lock x Reader

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Disclaimers!

None of the stories below are mine.

Mostly female reader inserts.

Some contain mature content.

GIFs not mine.

Note: if you read and enjoy any of these stories - please like, leave a comment and/or reblog original post!

TOUCH ME, TEASE ME (FEEL ME UP)

Fem!Reader x BAROU SHOUEI + NAGI SEISHIRO

synopsis: Barou should've never admitted that he likes dressing up as a maid. He should've known that you and Nagi would've made it into a big deal.

Lovesick Fools

Barou Shoei x Reader

𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺

barou shoei x fem! reader

beautiful way

Raichi Jingo x fem!reader

summary: a restless night lets raichi examine his feelings, what will he do when he can finally put words to his emotions?

Pet Play

Raichi x fem!dom!Reader

Itoshi Rin x reader

Summary: new boyfriend rin would never ever, under any circumstance, admit that he likes the pet names you call him. well… unless you would stop doing it.

kinktober ⋆౨ৎ

size kink w/ shidou ryuusei

ryusei shidou x gf!Reader

A Star Hidden Amongst Flowers

Shūto Sendō x actress reader

Synopsis: Shūto finds himself star struck by you while he was doing a weekly errand.

Pampered

Sendou Shuto x reader

Fluffy Smut

Love Languages

Included: Isagi, Barou, Nagi, Kunigami, Reo x gn!Reader

Synopsis: Different ways the blue lock boys show their love for you

to be loved is to be seen.

ft. itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, oliver aiku

the little things that the blue lock men do for you as their way of saying, "i love you."

BLLK TEAM SPOTTING YOU IN THE CROWD!

ft. Isagi, Rin, Bachira, Chigiri, Nagi, Karasu, Otoya, Yukimiya, Niko, Gagamaru, Aryu, Reo, Barou, Hiori, Shidou

running your fingers through their hair

ft. itoshi rin, michael kaiser, reo mikage

Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together

ft. Barou, Shidou, Karasu

𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 + 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊

isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, barou shoei, kunigami rensuke, chigiri hyoma, nagi seishiro & mikage reo x fem!Reader

Summary: as the last woman on earth, a government bounty marks you as humanity’s only hope for repopulation. unexpectedly, stumbling into your college football team becomes your lifeline, but instead of turning you in, they want to impregnate you on their own terms.

[porcalinecunt]

Omg I love ur works!!! Please post more stuff with Oliver and kaiser

��𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐘!

🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩 oliver & kaiser catching you masterbating in their jerseys! <3

⋆˚࿔ FEATURING . . 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ OLIVER AIKU & MICHEAL KAISER X GN! READER

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . cw — afab!reader. fingering. doggy style. rough sex. hair pulling. creampie. cockdrunk! reader. a fuckton of ego stroking.

[・:。author’s note ! 「 ✉️ 」・𓂃 ࣪˖ ] oh boy, so this one was rotting in my inbox..but im finally back despite seasonal depression kicking my ass! (send help) i hope this was worth the wait charkvc </3 enjoy!

𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔 !

ᥫ᭡. — ugh, this man..

ᥫ᭡. — his ego is already inflated to the max by the time his match ends in victory, so seeing you fingering your needy cunt in his jersey? you shouldn’t have been shocked when he pounced onto you.

ᥫ᭡. — this man didn’t even let you speak. no “hey babe!” or “i missed you!”, NAH. his tongue was halfway down your throat and his hands were fumbling the band of your shorts. no way he was gonna let his slutty partner have all the fun when the both of you knew damn well he’d do you so much better then your stupid fingers. in fact, why not his fingers?

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . where were you again? ah right, lying on your side as your boyfriend finger fucks you until veins carved into his forearm. his neglected yet ragingly hard cock poking against your thigh as he was too busy watching your face twist and contort in pleasure.

“aah—not too rough oliver..” you sighed while he clearly ignored what you said, rather latching his mouth onto any patch of unmarked skin.

“nah baby, can’t get off in my jersey and expect me to do nothing..” oliver chuckled, and was unfortunately right. the sight of you masterbating shamlessly in his oversized and sweaty jersey stroked his already massive ego, his pretty little partner fingering their cunt as his match played on live television was practically an invitation to him.

“c’mon..cum all over my fingers, you love me don’t you baby?” his tone switched into a faux sweetness that he doesn’t try to hide in, yet you couldn’t help but start kicking your feet and whine like a bitch in heat. you could beg through weak little humps and you’re shaking thighs as he pumps his fingers faster. a shit eating grin formed on his face.

“you’re so cute—fuck, i missed you so much babe.”

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 !

ᥫ᭡. — him seeing you get yourself off in a jersey is the same as stroking his dick in blind worship, if only you didn’t spoil it by acting so stupid when he caught you.

ᥫ᭡. — no amount of babbling will ever save you from this horny bastard as he immediately went to work on your pretty self. flipping you onto your stomach as he shimmies whatever bottoms you had on while you attempted to wriggle out of his grip. kaiser doesn’t take any more of your attempts, oh no no no! instead, opting to grab a fistfull of your hair and wring your neck like he’s tugging on a dog leash.

ᥫ᭡. — kaiser would stare down at the huge ‘10’ on your back as he fucks you doggy style while you can’t even moan thanks to how hard he was tugging. a testament on why you should never even try to touch yourself when you’re boyfie isn’t home to take care of you! <3

kaiser is so much meaner, more greedy. so much so, you couldn’t even greet him when he busted through the bedroom door and caught you red handed. pathetically humping a pillow in his jersey while imagining his cock nestled in you.

you certainly got your wish. on all fours while kaiser fucks himself into your poor pussy as he used your hair as a leash. his knuckles are near white with his iron grip on your scalp, his eyes glued onto your bruised ass from how hard his hips slam against them.

“fuck—‘m gonna cum already..right inside you, sounds good love?” kaiser groaned with his smile practically heard as your head was forced high up while you babbled incoherent nonsense.

“m’ gonna take that as a yes.”

you mewled almost in defeat as his dick began to twitch, grunts and groans filled the room while you remained silent with your jaw agape from his harsh thrusts. the smell of sex and his jersey melts your senses until you were completely cock drunk and falling apart on your boyfriend’s girth. you didn’t even notice he was already cumming inside you until he flipped you onto your back, wet dick in hand and on your clit.

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

[gh0stly-mp3]

would you break my heart, oliver?

oliver aiku x teammate male!reader

synopisis: oliver aiku, your best friend, shows up at your apartment at 3 AM after breaking up with his gf cause he cheated, but you get mad at him

tags: bff!reader, center back!reader, reader is lovely, oliver is bad with real feelings, both are secretly in love

warnings: cheating, angst w happy ending, fear of unreciprocated love, pretty gn (like 2 mentions of gender)

Oliver is the typical womanizer (but with all genders) who never dates the same person for more than two months. According to him, he gets bored very quickly, which is why he has a new partner every few months.

You, on the other hand, have always been in long-term, consistent relationships, taking a while to confess to whomever you liked and always wanting to make sure that you both feel the same way about each other.

Even though you were opposites, you were still best friends and teammates for a long time, and you always scolded Oliver for his inconsequential attitudes towards his love life (but he hardly ever listened).

The last straw for you was when he showed up at your house at 3 AM because his then-girlfriend kicked him out after discovering he was talking to someone else on instagram. You were incredulous; you knew he was a scumbag, but you didn't expect it to be this bad; after all, he was there when you got cheated on, something that affected you a lot.

"What the fuck, Oliver? What are you thinking, man? Jumping from relationship to relationship is one thing, but cheating is another level! I can't believe this, dude." - You yelled.

"I made a mistake, okay? I'm sorry, it's just..." - Oliver tried to explain himself, visibly nervous about your reaction.

"I don't care! If you stay at my place tonight, tomorrow you'll have to apologize to her and admit that you're an idiot... Oh, and you'll sleep on the couch".

"What? I know i fucked up, but it's cold, man, you always let me sleep with you".

"Not today, cause if you betray the trust of someone who trusted you with their body and heart, why the fuck would anyone else trust you? Grow the fuck up..." - You said harshly, heading for the cupboards and taking out a pillow and a blanket for Oliver. - "Good night, Oliver. We'll talk tomorrow"

As you lay down on your bed, you curled up, clutching your legs. If he could do this to a girl as beautiful as Haruka, what could he do to you? You were just one of his male friends.

You've been friends forever, you were the first guy to talk to Oliver when he joined your team. Your bond was incredible, you understood each other so well, you liked the same things and had the same mindset on a match. You two occupied the same defensive position as center backs, and together you were unstoppable.

But how did it all end up like this? How did you end up falling in love with him? Oliver was incredible at everything except relationships, and the one thing you shouldn't have wanted was exactly what you did want. His love.

You listened to the way he talked about his partners and wished he'd talk about you the same way, but then you remembered what was to follow, a dry and emotionless breakup. How could such a gentleman be such a whore at the same time?

Anyway, there you were, crying silent tears, thinking that if you tried to confess your love for him, you would end up with a heart broken into more than a thousand pieces. While these thoughts were running through your head, you heard footsteps and then a knock on the door.

"Hey... Can we talk? I..." - It was Oliver, speaking in a low, weak voice. "I don't want you to think I'm terrible..."

"Oliver, not now..." - You replied, distressed at the thought of him seeing you cry. - "It's okay, man..."

"Promise you won't hate me?" - He asked, scared. - "I didn't know you'd be so pissed off and... You're the only person I really have, I don't want to lose you over something I did without thinking..." - Definitely something you'd rarely hear come out of Oliver's mouth, he was finally putting his real feelings into something.

"It's not that, Oliver..." - The words, stuck in your throat, urgently wanted to come out. Just say it, three words, that's all. - "I..."

The door handle is pushed down slowly, you see the face of a distressed Oliver, which makes your heart squeeze a bit. You don't hate him, it's quite the opposite actually, but you can't tell him that, can you?

"Look... I was a jerk to Haruka, and besides, I did exactly what you said I should never do. I'm sorry, okay? I just don't want you to hate me, even though I might deserve it... I just want to have someone like you around, you know?" - Deep down, Oliver knew exactly what his problem was, his stomach full of fluttering butterflies was a symptom he'd hardly ever felt. A symptom of this so-called love.

"Would you cheat on me? If you loved me, would you betray me too? Would you get tired of me?" - You asked hopelessly, not wanting to hear the answer.

"Never. Absolutely never." - He answered without hesitation. - "You?... only a complete lunatic would cheat on you. For fuck's sake, I've been your friend for years and I've never even been bored around you! I'd give anything to have someone like you!" - Oliver shut up abruptly when he realized that perhaps he had said too much.

"How could I be sure of that?"

"If I cheated on you, I'd give up soccer" - a direct and honest answer, the truth of his heart. Few words would have such an impact on you as those.

You widened your eyes, wondering if you had actually heard those words come out of Oliver's mouth. He would give up soccer for you? Really? A wave of emotions washed over your body and with an impulse you got out of bed and hugged him tightly.

"Please don't give up soccer... Keep playing with me... And love me." - the most heartfelt words you've ever said, put into play, all your cards on the table. Now it was his turn.

"I already love you, idiot."

[thevinsmokerlaw]

Lmao i think i just died from the angst☠😭

Btw, Oliver is underrated, we need more fics for our defender boi🛐

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𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝟐

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୨⍣୧｡ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

୨⍣୧｡ Wc : 3.2k words

୨⍣୧｡ Status : Unedited. if i find mistakes, i'll make sure to edit them later.

୨⍣୧｡ A/N : Did I make a part 2? yes. Was it wanted? probably not. I plan on writing pain for everyone first then comfort

Reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated!

୨⍣୧｡ Warnings : none, foul language.

୨⍣୧｡ Do not copy, repost, edit or translate any of my work. Do not steal images, credits : @playboys-bunny.

୨⍣୧｡ Starring : Nagi Seishiro, Aiku Oliver, Itoshi Sae

♧ Nagi Seishiro : You’re like the rocks in my shoe and you’re starting to drag me down. I’m so tired of you. 

It had been the passing of another late night with the sheets on the other side of the bed feeling cold under your fingers, only to wake up the next morning and feel the same. Sometimes you wondered if Nagi even returned home at all from his practice, with his routine being like this for over two weeks; the only relief flooding through you to see missing sweet bread and milk from the cupboard. 

Rather than feeling closer to him after moving into an apartment together, things were beginning to look distant with the cycle of you going to work, returning to a silent home, sleep and repeat the same the next day; rather than hearing Seishiro’s grunt and whining for you to stay in bed and keep him warm. 

Nights were stressful for Seishiro, his practice becoming more vigorous as the days went by. One of the measures he had taken was that of watching late night videos that lasted for hours, learning new techniques and taking the tapes he borrowed from the coach of recorded practice, correcting errors wherever he could. 

Rubbing his eyes as he stared at the screen, Seishiro hadn’t uttered a word during dinner; making you feel like you had dined with a stranger rather than your boyfriend. 

“How was practice?” 

Small talks were something you had tried to initiate, finding yourself tongue tied to let the flow of a conversation happen. 

“Hm. Same as usual.” 

And that was his response everyday. Even after clearing your plates, Seishiro remained unmoved, eyes fixated on the screen in front of him. 

“Sei, let’s get some shut eye.” 

“You go on ahead. I’ll be there with you in a bit.” he waved you off. Not being in the mood to argue or discuss, you decided the best and went to bed, falling asleep before Seishiro had even joined you. 

It was the same cycle everyday that had reared its ugly head in the third week. 

“Did you stamp the package that the mailman came with today?” 

“Hm.” 

“I’m leaving for a bit to go get something from the konbini, could you keep an eye on dinner? It’s on the stove.” you said, slipping on your shoes to leave. 

“Hm.” 

Fifteen minutes to walk. Ten minutes to shop. Fifteen minutes to walk back into the house, and enter the kitchen that was filled with smoke. 

“FUCK!” you cried, running towards the pot. Opening the lid to see charred matter which looked inedible. That was the last straw. “SEI! I told you to keep an eye on dinner! Look at this!” you yelled, picking up the pot and shoving it in front of him. Seishiro stared at the pot, eyes shifting from it to yours. 

“Just order takeout. I’m going to bed.” he said, walking past you into the bedroom. Frustrated, you stood before him, blocking his way. 

“No.” 

“Fine. Suit yourself, I’ll just sleep on the couch.” he replied, turning the other way to get settled into the cushions. 

“And you think that’s going to solve our problem?” you asked. “There is no problem. The food got burnt, I asked you to get takeout and to let me sleep. You’re the one making such a big deal out of it.” Seishiro argued sternly, arms crossing over his chest. 

“Because all I asked you is to watch over the fucking pot. That’s the one favor I’ve asked you for the last three weeks, despite everything else that I actually need you for!” 

“God. You are so demanding.” Nagi said, taking his place on the edge of the sofa. You scoffed. Was he really trying to stick with the plan of turning tables on you when you were trying to have a quiet dinner. 

“I’m demanding? Really? How so?” you taunted, finger pointing at yourself. 

“Yes. You’re like rocks in my shoe and you’re starting to drag me down. I’m so tired of you.” 

You felt your shoulders drop as those words left his mouth. You had always thought you were a kind and loving partner, keeping a lookout for your significant other, but with those words out of Sei, you realized that the reality was quite different from what you had in mind. Maybe your presence did suffocate him. 

“Okay.” was the only thing you could say, what more could you do? 

“I’ll… I’ll just go to Anri’s. You can have the bed and the apartment.” 

Taking your coat off the hook and with the close shut of the door, you were gone. 

♧ Aiku Oliver : You know that you’re replaceable right? It’s not like I’m running out of options anytime soon. 

Another quiet night with you alone in the apartment and another quiet night with Oliver spending the same at a club. Given Aiku’s history of dating, there were seeds of doubt of his loyalty; but you knew better than to let that feeling overcome the moments that you had spent together, the frame of the both of you on the wall, capturing his laugh and yours on the beach. He wouldn't, right? 

Waking up, you saw him on the other side of the bed, sleeping with his bare back facing towards you, his clothes messily littered on the floor wearing nothing but his clad boxers. Sighing, you picked up his clothes, throwing into the hamper that was set for washing later. It was always like this when he would come home late, sleeping away from the hangover. It made you frustrated to know that he was sloppy at taking care of himself but the look on his face as he let out small breaths of air made you think that it was also upto you to make sure that Japan had its defender. 

Ruffling his hair, you were quick to walk to the kitchen, making sure to prepare lunch in case Oliver was hungry. 

Oliver had seemed to become a lot more busy lately, his phone ringing through with messages. His lips would quirk into an amused smirk as he would type away, even while the two of you were watching a movie. 

“What’s gotten you so busy? Is it the team again?” you asked, taking a handful of popcorn to your mouth. 

“Hm… nah just a friend.” he said, arm moving from your shoulder. “I’m gonna head to the bathroom. Continue the movie without me.” he said, placing his phone on the table. As much as you tried to focus on the movie, the vibrations from Oliver’s phone seemed to go off every forty seconds. Curious to know the chaos, you picked up his phone surprised to see a plethora of notifications, social media handles from a number of models with messages from each of them. 

‘I had a really good time last night. We should definitely do shots again sometime!’

‘Why don’t we head back to my place after, x.’ 

‘You’re really handsome, you know that? Would be a shame if you were single. Maybe I can change that ;p’ 

What the actual fuck was this? the seeds of doubt taking full shape now as red signals went off in your head about the possible scenarios that panned out on the nights that Oliver wasn’t at home. Caught in the storm of your own thoughts, you weren’t aware of Oliver’s return, settling on the couch next to you, hand reaching out for his phone. Confusion was first followed by a stern gaze as he watched you fixated on his phone. 

“Why do you have that?” 

“I don’t know, Oliver. Maybe because you have people texting you every forty seconds that I thought someone needed help. Turns out they needed help, but for other things.” you said, gritting your teeth. 

“Give that back to me.” Oliver ordered, stretching his palm out. Setting the bowl of popcorn on the table, you rolled off the sofa, taking quick steps around. 

“ ‘I had a really good time last night. We should definitely do shots again sometime!’. Hm… moving onto the next one. Text from Sakura: 'Wanna hang out Friday night? You can stay later for cardio wink emoji’ “ you read the messages out loud, dodging Oliver as he tried to pry the phone out of your hands. 

“Give that back to me.” he said, anger becoming more eminent on his face. 

“But we still haven’t finished the list, Aiku san. Message from Mika, ‘You’re really handsome you know that? Would be a shame if you were single. Maybe I can change that, wink.’ ” 

Throwing his phone to him, Oliver caught it, quickly pocketing it as if he were trying to cover up his guilt. 

“Seems like you had a really good time at the club last night.” you spat as Oliver clenched his jaw. Wanting to take his own dig at you, he let his anger take over rather than his rationality. 

“Maybe I did. I’m just living my life outside of a box, unlike you.” 

Eyes widened at his insensitivity, you were quick to take a step towards him, chest coming close to his. “Excuse me? Living outside the box? Oliver, you’ve been coming shitfaced drunk every time you go out. Who do you think clears up your messes? The dirty clothes that you leave on the floor? Cleaning the house and doing everything I can so that you don’t have to lift a finger after a long day at practice? Going grocery shopping and buying the right kind of things so that you can have strength on the field? All this on top of having a job; where the fuck have I fallen short huh? Tell me!” you yelled, shoulders heaving from breathlessness. Luckily Oliver’s residence was a penthouse, so no one could hear the chaos that was in it. 

“Anyone can do that.” he said, eyes looking boredly into yours. What. “What…?” you asked, words getting caught in your throat. “Let me make one thing clear.” he said, eyes staring into yours with stone-like conviction. “You know that you’re replaceable right? It’s not like I’m running out of options anytime soon. You saw the messages and you saw the number of girls there who are willing to take your place. Anyone can do what you did if they were in your position. And if it were that hard of work, I might as well hire a housekeeper to take care of it.” 

Walking towards the framed picture of the both of you, you picked it off the nails, staring at the lights that were reflected on its glassy surface. 

“What are you doing?” Aiku asked, gaze shifting between the frame and you. Holding the frame in one hand, you used the other one to drag the waste paper basket in front of you. With the force of your hands, you dropped (threw) the frame into the bin, glass shattering on impact and the wood splitting. 

“Why do you care? I’m replaceable aren’t I?” you asked, tears threatening to spill from the corner of your eyes and your nose burning. “Some of my things are here… I’ll be back here in two or three days to pick them up and I’ll leave the spare key behind.I’m going back to my apartment.” 

Backing out of the parking lot, you drove away into the darkness of the night, thoughts of the worst flooding your memory. Maybe you did matter very little to him. 

♧ Itoshi Sae : Can’t you see? I don’t want you. Neither do I need you. 

Distance was supposed to make the heart grow fonder yet some things had changed. 

Eyes tearing away from the screen you felt a smile etch its way on your lips at the sight of the screen. 

“Ariel calling.” 

Pressing the green button you were met with the sight of Sae, staring out of the window, the sunlight framing his face like an angel. He truly did look breathtaking, to a point where you had begun to wonder how exactly you had bagged this man. He wasn’t the easiest to break the ice with, but over a period you began to understand what made him excited, what ticked him and the slight indications in his habits such as the placing of his palm under his chin that meant his patience was running thin or the clenching of his fists when he was planning something in his head. Sae said nothing as he stared at you, eyes boring into yours. 

He wasn’t a fan of opening conversations. 

“France seems sunny today.” 

“It’s a seven hour time difference.” Sae added. 

“Yeah, it’s seven here, and noon there. Did you get lunch yet?” 

Sae blinked twice, then thrice before looking away with a touch of a blush spreading across his cheeks. What was so bashful about you asking him if he had lunch yet. At home you had always asked him what he wanted, pulling out chairs and sitting at the dining table to eat togeth-oh. Snorting through your nose, you were amused at Sae’s childishness. 

“If you wanted to eat together, you should’ve said so, Sae…” you said, shaking your head, getting up from the couch to go towards the kitchen. Sae did the same, walking towards the table where packages for him had been set. 

“What are you eating?” you asked, grabbing a cup from the shelf to make yourself some coffee. 

“Fish and a slice of bread.” 

“So Ariel does eat fish huh…” you snorted at your own joke. “Your childish sense of humor never fails to disappoint me.” Sae said, setting the phone on the table where it could stand and grabbed a chair, getting comfortable. “Ariel is a nice mermaid who entertains children. You on the other hand, quite the sass, but fit to be a princess no less.” you teased. 

“What are you drinking?” “Coffee.” “At seven? You know that is not healthy for you. Throw it out and make something else.” Sae baritoned. “And what’re you gonna do? Swim?”, you asked, laughing into your cup. “I’m enjoying my cup of coffee, and there’s nothing you can do about it little mermaid.” 

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you about your stomach being upset or the frenzies you’re going to work yourself into later.” he stated, taking a bite of his food. 

It was moments like this that made you feel warm, knowing that despite his tough exterior, he would pamper and fret over you even if he wasn’t the kindest with words. Things had remained like that for two weeks until one day his calls had stopped. You stayed awake at night, hoping for the time to clash with Sae’s free time after practice only to have it canceled. It wasn’t until one night you were able to get through, as Sae laid in his bed, eyes tired from the days of practice. “Sae!” you exclaimed, rubbing at your own eyes from the lack of sleep that had transpired through the week from both work and trying to keep up with the timeline that your boyfriend was in. “Where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you, and-” 

“You don’t call me, I call you. You’ve been interrupting my practice, (Y/N).” 

Never before had Sae actually used your name; with moments of him using it to be rare when he tried to warn you or was trying to be stern with you. This… this statement held its own share of venom and something close to dullness. 

“Did something happen on the field, Sae?” “Do you even know anything about football?” he questioned back, eyes meeting yours. The shallow blue eyes that seemed to hold passion and determination to prove people wrong and fight for what was his now seemed… distant and dispassionate. You weren’t one to be intimidated, you were going to hold your ground. “No, but I can listen.” “There is no point in discussing something pointless if the person you are talking to doesn’t have knowledge about it.” he said, massaging the back of his neck. “After having such a long day, its just going to be longer from here huh…” What was that supposed to mean.  

“Are you getting annoyed with me, Sae? If I caught you at a bad time then I can just call you back tomorrow-” “Can’t you see? I don’t want you, neither do I need you.” he said, eyes becoming null and void, staring at you dead in the eye. “To become the best player in the world, there can’t be any compromises. And you’re in the way.” What kind of a fucked up answer was this? It was only a week ago that Sae had cared for you still the same as you laid awake in bed, unable to sleep. There were sacrifices made in a relationship, but it never went as far as putting one’s career at risk. 

“I never… I never tried to come in the way of your career. I’ve seen you work hard, Sae and the last thing I want is to be an inconvenience. But please, don’t push yourself too hard or it might end up costing you more than what you had actually bargained for.” “That’s rich coming from someone who has never made sacrifices.” 

Your nostrils flared, your nose burning with the signal of tears that were beginning to well on your lashes. Digging your nails into the skin of your palm, you decided to take a dig of your own, wanting to drive a blade into his old wound like he had done to you. 

“I don’t need to hear that from a person who has bitter relations with his own brother due to his own selfishness.” Sae’s eyes widened, looking into the camera until they narrowed. Before he could say anything you pressed the red button, ending the call. 

Glancing towards the calendar you read the date of the circled number. 

Sae would be home in another five days. It was best to wrap things up here. He clearly didn’t need you.

It had been over three hours since you had loaded things in the back of your car. There hadn’t been much to begin with considering that you were in the process of moving in with Sae despite a strong year of dating him. There were days where you had slept over in his condo, but you still had the key to your apartment, dropping by to get work supplies. 

Placing your forearms on the driving wheel, you were quick to shoot a text.  “I packed up my stuff. There was nothing much to begin with anyway. I’ve left the key on the table before leaving cause I know you have the other one to open the door. Don’t push people that try to come close to you, Sae. Not everyone is an ill wisher. I’ll uh… yeah that’s all I have to say, even if you’re sleeping considering it's midnight there. Bye Ariel. Love… Dove.” you backspaced the affectionate nickname that now left a bitter taste on your tongue, typing just your name, clicking the phone shut. Despite the mean words he had said to you, there was some part of you that knew moving on from him would be hard, causing tears to stream down your face as you drove away.

[kkai-zen]

˖⋆࿐໋ kiss me more!

summary: the blue lock boys as types of kisses!

featuring: [separate] gn!reader x itoshi rin, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, shidou ryusei, oliver aiku & michael kaiser

contents: sfw! suggestive (sae, oliver, kaiser), fluff, possessive-ish rin

wc: 850

RIN…top of the head kisses.

Rin loves leaning down to kiss the top of your head, even though he’d never admit it. It makes him feel like he’s protecting you, in a way. After a game? He’ll pull you into him and place a gentle peck on your head. At home doing the dishes? He’s hugging you from behind, lips pressing into your hair. In public, with some guy staring you down? You bet he’s wrapping an arm around your waist with a scowl, glaring at the poor stranger while leaving a kiss on the side of your head. Rin doesn’t talk much, but he shows his love for you in those little kisses. (And with the amount of kisses he gives you, you can be almost sure he loves you more than anything else.)

SAE…collarbone & shoulder kisses.

Sae loves your collarbones and shoulders to the point where you can’t leave the house in off-the-shoulder tops anymore. He’ll spend every waking moment pressing kisses into your smooth skin if given the chance, and on more than one occasion you’ve been late to work because Sae drags you back into bed to nip at your collarbones. If you’re wearing a top with thin straps, Sae will walk up behind you and slip the tiny straps right off, closing his eyes as he presses sensual kisses down your shoulders and across your collarbones, and more often than not you two end up having some fun in bed afterwards. To say he’s obsessed with you would be an understatement.

NAGI…nose kisses.

Nagi spends most of his time cuddling in bed with you, and loves watching your facial expression change when he leans in to kiss the tip of your nose. He finds it cute, watching your face erupt in a blush, and decides that he likes being so close to your face. It’s all too easy for him to grab the back of your head and pull you close, and he takes advantage of the fact by peppering you with kisses before placing the final one on your nose. Cuddling with Nagi means you’ll have a giant sleepy teddy bear, and that comes with him clinging onto you and kissing the tip of your nose. 

REO…hand kisses.

Ever the gentleman, Reo loves making you feel special. Pressing a kiss onto your hand is a simple, timeless way to show love, affection, and respect—all emotions that Reo feels about you. You’re his princess, and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t make that obvious in everything that he does. He’ll pull your hand to his lips in the mornings when you two wake up together, in public after buying you some far too expensive jewelry, in fancy restaurants waiting for dinner to be served, on private jets to his next game. Reo wants you to feel special, because you are special. You’re the most important person in his life, after all. 

SHIDOU…french kisses.

Just like everything else about Shidou, his kisses are intense. They’re barely French kisses; it’s more like he’s eating you alive. And he’s got no shame about it, either. Whether it’s in public, private, the presence of his teammates or your friends, he’s kissing you so deeply that it renders you breathless and red-faced afterwards. Open-mouthed, all tongue, teeth clacking together harshly, Shidou kisses you like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do, exploring your mouth with ferocity. But other times, he’s a tease—smoothly opening your lips with his tongue, hands slipping under your clothes, making obscene slurping noises—he’s a menace in every sense of the word.

OLIVER…ear kisses.

Placing a delicate, sensual kiss on the shell of your ear is one of Oliver’s favorite things to do. He relishes in the way his presence makes goosebumps erupt over your skin, and he’s found that the best way to make that happen is to let his lips graze your ear while whispering a few sweet words. You don’t even remember what he says, only remembering the baritone of his voice, the strong n heady scent of his cologne, and his lips barely touching you. It drives you up the wall whenever he does that, and he loves watching you flush red. Oliver is a tease through and through, and the sinful way his lips feel on your ear is only proof of that.

KAISER…neck kisses.

Kaiser loves watching you squirm as he kisses your neck. The lines of your body are simply too alluring for him to resist, and your neck is one of his favorites. He loves sitting you in his lap in front of a mirror, making you watch his reflection as he trails butterfly kisses up and down your neck, leaving purple-red hickeys in his wake. You are his, and placing kisses and bite marks and hickeys all over you proves that to anyone who thinks otherwise. Sometimes, kissing your neck reminds him of his blue rose tattoo, and he can’t help but think of the similarities between you and the rose; beautiful, unique, and completely and utterly his.