#reo x male reader

[hellsslibrary]

i saw that you write smau and... reader sends nudes to the character? or vice versa, as you want, with bllk. do whoever you want I just want m reader yea

"Oh, photo from my beloved... Oh, THAT kind of photo".

#a.n. : DON'T ASK where I was. Our honeymoon with my husband dragged on too long, I literally managed to get sick, recover, then I had to take my husband to Greece, as he wanted, there my Internet decided not to work. In short, we lived luxuriously, and we had a great rest. I hope everything is just wonderful with you too! I will slowly return, because we are home, and I will start with something small, because I am passing out and I want to sleep. 🌻

Characters: Reo, Rin, Sae, Chigiri, Kaiser, Ness.

!!Warnings: top!male!reader, these conversations are VERY weird (especially with the Itoshi brothers), I wrote them without sleeping for four days, don't ask, they're kind of funny, so it's okay. The reader is simp (as you should), nude photos, teasing in this way, promise of something more, mention of sex toys (Reo), sex on a mat (Kaiser), Ness adores you too much, Chigiri teases you A LOT, joke about 'daddy Sae' in Sae's part (sorry), mention of pregnancy in Rin's part (sorry 0.2).

Parts: first (you're here), second, third(later, maybe more parts if you want).

Reo Mikage.

Sae Itoshi.

Rin Itoshi.

Chigiri Hyoma.

Michael Kaiser.

Alexis Ness.

[narcissistshandler]

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗲𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁.

𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 reo x nagi x reader

𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 dom!reader, amab!reader, no pronoun used for the reader, blowjob (reo giving to nagi), mention of handjob (reader giving nagi), anal sex (reader and reo), top!reader & bottom!reo, reader and reo are in a relationship, reader is a little mean, jealous reo

𝖠/𝖭 sorry for the disappearance! wrote this in thirty minutes at 3 am, let me know if you see any mistakes

Nagi was everything for Reo for a long time, he shared his passion for soccer and dreams as well as other things with Nagi, but that was a line he had convinced himself he shouldn't cross.

You were sitting on the bed, fully dressed, Nagi between your legs, back against your chest, naked. Your hands caressed Nagi's thin waist, occasionally moving up; Nagi's entire body trembled each time your fingers brushed across the erect nipples, a silent sigh falling from his soft lips as your touch descended again, like at any moment it would slip between his open legs.

Reo pressed his legs together, imagining that it was him in Nagi's place, that the hands he knew so well were teasing his hard cock; hands that would descend just a little lower, roll his balls in the hand and then reach for the plug in his hole. He was so hard, so aroused, but he didn't dare touch himself, knowing you would scold him if he did. 'Watch, Reo,' you had ordered and he had obeyed. Reo watched, not averting his eyes as Nagi stripped without a hint of shame and settled himself between your legs with an ease that stirred a long-lost jealousy in his stomach. It had been his idea to invite Nagi to join you, a joke without any ulterior motive, but it wasn't the first time Reo had said something like that, and you seemed to have no intention of letting the subject linger any longer. Today, Reo had entered your room to find Nagi sitting on the bed where you two slept and made love, not even blinking when you informed him that Nagi had agreed to such a request.

Reo thought it had been a good idea at first, the mere thought of seeing his friend naked and being able to touch him made his body heat up. But seeing you touching someone else so intimately, your mouth whispering in Nagi's ear so close to his mouth that for a minute Reo thought about putting himself between you, fearing that the strict limit of not kissing would be crossed at any moment ── his stomach fluttered. He didn't want you to touch anyone else, he didn't want anyone else to touch you.

And yet, here he was: with his hard cock leaking a puddle and his eyes unable to look away from the image you and Nagi made together.

“Come here, darling,” you called, your heated eyes never leaving his.

Reo complied without thinking, rising to his feet from the chair he'd previously sat in, legs tingling from the time he sat there. Bare feet against the icy bedroom floor, Reo seemed to become even more aware of how hot his body was, how fast the blood was coursing through his veins and hissing in his ears.

“On your knees now.” Reo landed between Nagi's spread legs, ass immediately clenching to keep the plug from slipping and attention being drawn to Nagi's hard cock against his stomach, leaking copiously. It didn't surprise him though, given the long minutes you spent stroking him and stopping every time Nagi seemed close to orgasm. Reo had watched it all with a mixture of jealousy and desire.

Reo's mouth watered, but he waited for your command.

“You can put it in your mouth.” Your firm voice authorized and Reo with a desperation he would deny for a lifetime, took his best friend's fat cock in his hands and brought it to his mouth. Nagi gave a low moan at the contact, a muscle in his leg twitching. Reo reacted to the sound, taking it deeper, wanting to be able to give his friend that primal pleasure. Nagi was thick, the head a pretty shade of pink that matched his nipples, nothing like you, not in size or thickness, but Reo was a bitch at having his mouth full and you knew it.

Reo ran his tongue along the underside of his cock, so much saliva pooled in his mouth that the wet sound made his cheeks plump. He had always been a slovenly, dirty sucker, enthusiastic but lacking in technique, it had never bothered you, but now, giving possibly what was Nagi's first blowjob, Reo wanted to be better. He relaxed his throat, tried to take the cock in his mouth all the way to the depth of his throat.

“There you go, Reo, wanting so badly to be good,” you said above him, amused. Reo looked up, trapped under your attention, shame gnawing at his insides. “You've wanted this for so long, haven't you? Always talking about how Nagi should be in bed, what sounds he would make, that we should ask him out for a threesome. Is it how you imagined? You look so excited down there.”

For Reo's sake, Nagi didn't seem to be paying attention to what you said, head slumped on your shoulder, hands gripping the sheets on either side of your legs. Reo felt suddenly small, stupid for having said all those things to you, there was Nagi, bathing in your attention as Reo lay at your feet, pleasuring someone who wasn't his partner.

As if noticing the change in Reo's thoughts, you spoke again, “Make Nagi come and I'll pull that plug out and fuck you so hard you'll forget his name.”

Reo groaned, vibrations making Nagi's hips jump, the tip of the cock sliding very close to the back of his throat. Reo breathed in through his nose, fighting not to choke as he shifted restlessly, trying to get the plug inside him to move. He just needed to make Nagi come so you would stop touching him. With that in mind, Reo sucked hard, his free hand rolling Nagi's balls in his palm. A low moan came out of Nagi's mouth, hips shaking as the cock spilled into Reo's mouth.

It didn't take an order for Reo to pull away, letting the cum fall to the bed and floor, a bitter amount still pooling in his mouth. Reo caressed Nagi through the tremors of orgasm, only stopping when Nagi's legs closed trying to escape the touch. You laid Nagi down on the bed carefully, full attention finally all on Reo.

“Spit,” you practically growled. Reo opened his mouth, letting the cum mixed with saliva fall to the floor. “Come here.” Reo obeyed with favor, legs almost giving out in the haste in which he got up and sat on your lap, spilling the two of you back onto the bed ── Nagi mere inches from you not even moving. “I should have put a condom on him, now I can't kiss you,” you mumbled to yourself, hands sliding down his ass cheeks to touch the purple jewel that decorated his hole. Reo relaxed under your touch with a sigh, cock leaving a wet trail against your clothes, and he buried his face against your neck, savoring your scent.

You pulled the plug out, slowly. Reo felt his hole opening up to let out the bulbous part of the plug, before relaxing over the thin, short end. His hole contracted, suddenly empty and open. “Next time you say you want to try fucking someone, I'm giving spanking you,” you continued, hands leaving you for only a few seconds as you unbuttoned your pants, Reo made a whimpering sound, deafening your ramblings. “Hush now, needy little thing.”

The tip of your dick grabbed the edge of his red hole before sliding inside in one thrust, impaling him hard. Reo's mouth dropped open, cock spilling into your stomach, whether you noticed his early orgasm or not, it didn't stop you. Your fingers dug into the skin of his thighs as your hips rocked endlessly. Every move made stars explode behind his eyes, your thick cock stretching him beyond its limit, hitting him so deep and hard every time, dragging mercilessly against his prostate. Reo fell still against you and let himself be used, the overstimulation making everything just a little painful, but the pain only made him tighten around you, wanting your full and complete attention more than ever. He wanted all of you. All.

[pandas-pandemonium]

The Aftermath

A continuation from The Opportunist. Requested by a lovely anon!

Summary: The Blue Lock boys don't take the news of you officially dating Nagi very well. Featuring Isagi, Bachira, Kunigami and Reo

"[Name]'s dating Nagi?" Isagi nearly dropped his bottle in shock when Bachira relayed the news to him. Since when did that lazy ass sink his teeth into you? 'Was he too careless?' Isagi wondered. He thought this whole time Nagi wouldn't be as big of a threat as the more aggressive students in this academy. Plus, he was so certain he was making good progress in worming his way into your life! Hell, your mother adored him!

"I saw them with my own two eyes. They were all lovey dovey and Nagi refused to let go of them. They even gave him a kiss before class... willingly. Such a joke, huh?" Bachira chuckled, twirling a pen in his hand. Isagi instinctively recognised it as the one you had lost the other week.

"You're not mad?" Isagi asked. Bachira hummed as his eyes remained focussed on the pen, flipping it up and as he catches it in his palm, it snaps.

"Of course I am."

*****

Kunigami's world felt like it was crashing down. He hadn't felt such despair since he enrolled in Ego Jinpachi's Special Program. You. You. You were his light while he was stuck in that hell and when he came out, hoping to see you again, he was smacked in the face with the sight of Nagi's lips on yours.

He couldn't help but stare at the scene unfolding in front of him. He had heard the rumours that were floating around, but to have it confirmed? Kunigami felt sick. Eventually, he managed to pick himself up, but not before looking once more, only to meet Nagi's piercing gaze.

When Kunigami left the area, that despair he felt in him boiled and fizzled, until it transformed into a burning rage.

How dare he? How dare that shithead claim your body for himself, when it should have been him?!

Perhaps those special lessons were worth the pain after all. With his new physique and new abilities, Kunigami was going to get you back. He'll make sure of that.

*****

It had been a week since Nagi and you became an official couple. Initially you wanted to hide that fact in fear of what the others would say, or do. But Nagi seemed to have no regard for their opinions whatsoever; forcing kisses down your throat any time he saw someone you recognised pass by. You could still feel the dread in your stomach when you saw Kunigami's familiar orange locks disappear in a flash.

Now however, you had another problem. It was about time though, for Reo to confront Nagi. And as you watched the scene unfold in front of you, you could only pray that no one got seriously hurt.

"Nagi. The hell is this?" Reo asked, his purple eyes boring straight into Nagi's skull.

Nagi stared blankly at Reo, one arm draped around your body, something that you had to grow accustomed to over the last couple of days since Nagi forced you to be his romantic partner. "You've got to be more specific on what 'this' is, Reo," he answered, his tone still the same bored one he always spoke with. You could see Reo's eye twitch.

"Why the hell is [Name] dating you?" Reo was barely keeping it together. When you glanced down, you could see how tightly he was clenching his fists. You wouldn't be surprised if it left a mark.

"'cause I asked them out, duh?" Nagi responded. In contrast to Reo's frazzled and antsy disposition, Nagi was exceedingly calm. If anything, he just seemed bothered, like Reo was asking a dumb question.

"That's not what I mean! I mean- how the hell did you get them to even like you enough to date you?" Reo sounded like he could barely even squeeze those words out without screaming.

Nagi glanced over to you and then back to Reo, then up at the ceiling as he tapped his free hand against his chin. "Good timing?"

Suddenly, you were released from Nagi's grip and all you heard was a thud and Nagi on the ground; Reo's arm was out, his hand in a fist and raw from the punch he just landed.

"Don't give me that shit, Nagi. We had a deal!" Reo's eyes were wide, his pupils dilated as he seethed with anger.

Nagi didn't even seem bothered as he picked himself up and dusted himself off. "And now we don't. I rather like having [Name] to myself, personally."

Nagi soon found himself yanked by his collar by Reo. "We. All. Do. Bastard." Reo snarled in Nagi's face. "I made that deal in the first place because I thought we were friends. Partners even!" Reo was yelling at this point. "If you're not going to keep the end of our agreement, I'm stealing [Name] from you."

For the first time since their argument started, you saw Nagi's expression change. With one hand, he yanked Reo back by his collar as well, his eyes wide and blank. "Then try it, I dare you, Mr. Standard." Once he said those words, he released Reo's collar and shoved him back, sending him stumbling for a moment.

Without even sparing a second glance, Nagi grabbed your wrist and began to walk off. "Let's go, [Nickname]. My mood's been ruined..."

[jifloulette]

"The morning fog feels so thick, doesn't it?" It reminds me of the confusion clouding my mind since we drifted apart

ITOSHI RIN, rensuke kunigami, michael kaiser, BAROU SHOUEI, eita otoya, OLIVER AIKU (bllk) || yuji terushima, toru oikawa, tsukishima kei, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, kenma kozume, KYOTANI KENTARO (hk)

"The night feels darker than usual, doesn't it?' It reminds me of the emptiness i feel without your light guiding me.

hiori yo, BACHIRA MEGURU, aoshi tokimitsu, YUKIMIYA KENYU, chigiri hyoma, nijiro nanase, REO MIKAGE (bllk) || lev haiba, hajime hinata, BOKUTO KOTARO, yamaguchi tadashi, NISHINOYA YU (hk)

"The horizon stretches endlessly, doesn't it?" It makes me think of how far our future once seemed, but now feels unreachable

YOICHI ISAGI, nagi seishiro, zantetsu tsurugi, KUNIGAMI RENSUKE, alexis ness, ITOSHI SAE, jyubei aryu (bllk) || daichi sawamura, SUGAWARA KOSHI, hajime iwaizumi, WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA, osamu miya, SHINSUKE KITA (hk)

"The rivers flows so calmly today, doesn't it?" It reminds me of the peace I've been searching for, but cant seem to find without you.

REO MIKAGE, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito, ryusei shidou, ITOSHI RIN, ITOSHI SAE (bllk) || suna rintaro, ATSUMU MIYA, hinata shoyo, tendo satori, AKAASHI KEIJI, asahi azumane, KAGEYAMA TOBIO (hk)

"The gentle sway of the trees feel like a dance, doesn't it?" It reminds me of the rhythm or our love story, flowing gracefully through every season together.

YUKIMIYA KENYU, bachira meguru, YOICHI ISAGI, reo mikage, michael kaiser, HYOMA CHIGIRI, (pre wildcard) kunigami rensuke (bllk) || HINATA SHOYO, iwaizumi hajime, BOKUTO KOTARO, suna rintaro, SHINSUKE KITA (hk) + your faves !!

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im literally back in my grind because wdym i posted THREE fics in the span of two days?? im sorry if some of these hurt, at least i added fluff at the end, i guess..?

[boolittlebean]

POSER | blue lock v! x gn! reader

chapter 2: lucky

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

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

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

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

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

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

        They called it talent. You called it luck.

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

...

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "Itoshi? Like, Itoshi Sae?"

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

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

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

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

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

...

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "That's it."

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

...

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

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

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

        Seriously?

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[kitorin]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

honorable mentions to baek seongjun being his second favourite

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

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

"isn't that you?"

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

"no you have a brilliant point"

itoshi rin - shinonome akito (project sekai)

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

you even tweeted about how badly you need him

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

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

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

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

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

"who and what?"

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

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

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

"tch"

"rin... are you jealous?"

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

"so you're jealous,"

"no"

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

"damn right,"

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

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

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

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID AKITO WAS LUKEWARM,"

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

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

"... i want his boyfriend"

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

"THAT'S HOW I FELT ABOUT AKITO,"

"YOU FEEL INFERIOR TO A LUKEWARM GINGER?"

mikage reo - kang tae moo (business proposal)

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

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

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

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

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

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

little does he know nagi made a tweet exposing him

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

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

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

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

"wait what?"

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

[monkayemporor]

I’m obsessed, I can’t let go

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

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

Pairing: fem!Reo Mikage x Male Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[kyannae]

ILIKEU，↷ nagi seishiro.

summary: reo invited you to hang out with him and nagi, and who were you to refuse? except, with a twist where he ditches you two. sucks to suck. (gn!reader)

category: FLUFF BROOOO

warnings: gn!reader, ooc characters(?), friend cancelling last minute :rolls eyes:, cursing, nothing else i think

a/n: here's one for my skrinkly little nincompoop 🤭 also a super late valentines special! i'm having sm fun writing these HAHA (yes this is the fic i mentioned in my previous post. this was the one sitting in my drafts for over a week.)

"m' so tired. hey y/n, is reo comin' or not?" nagi sighed, leaning on your shoulder. you frowned, before checking your phone for the nth time that day, while nagi continued playing video games on his. and that was when you saw reo's recent text, sent a minute ago.

'oops, sorry guys, my parents asked me to stay home today. just hang out with each other!'

an irk mark appeared on your forehead and you nudged nagi's shoulder, drawing his attention to the message shown on your screen. he sighed again, before turning his attention back to his game.

"what a pain..." he muttered, and you chuckled. "wanna go to an arcade, then?" you asked, before typing a furious response back to reo. nagi's head perked up at the mention of an arcade. "sure," he replied, and the both of you set off.

"WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW DO YOU DO THIS SHIT BRO." you yelled, trying your hardest to shoot at all the zombies appearing on your side of the screen. nagi seemed like he wasn't even trying at all- even helping to clear YOUR side too.

"your posture and positioning is wrong." nagi pointed out, before standing behind you, adjusting your posture carefully. you froze, muscles tensing up at his touch. when nagi was done, you returned to the game- finding it much easier.

"yeah! i cleared it! take that, dumb game." you cheered, quickly keying in your name so that you'll be shown on the leaderboard. definitely not the top 10 or 5, but you were still happy nonetheless.

nagi hummed, a small smile appearing on his face at the sight of your childlike happiness.

"heyy, hey! nagi! i'm going to go and top-up my arcade card." you waved your hand infront of the spaced out male, whom blinked before mumbling out an "okay."

he eventually got bored waiting, opting to play a nearby game while he waited.

he stuck out his tongue slightly in concentration, fingers skillfully maneuvering the controls. he sighed in relief upon completing the game, and stretched when he saw that he got first place- again.

he was about to key in his nickname so that his score could be saved on the leaderboard, but that was when you appeared.

"I'm back! oh, you got first again. tch." nagi looked up at you, and although cliché- you looked...like...woah. the glow of the neon arcade lights behind you, the jealous look on your face which you weren't doing a very good job at hiding- it was all so, so perfect in his eyes.

he nodded, turning back to the screen- unconsciously keying in what he wanted going to say as his nickname, ILIKEU.

"nagi? your nickname?" you pointed out, and the boy let out a 'hm?' focusing on the name he keyed in, he was shocked and undoubtedly dismayed when he realised that he already pressed enter.

there it was, big bolded font right on the screen as the number 1 on the leaderboard- ILIKEU.

"oh." he muttered, the tips of his ears turning a slight pink in colour, and you chuckled. "did you mean to say that out loud instead?" you teased, and nagi pouted, hiding his face in his hands.

"aww nagi, don't be like that." you laughed, before leaning down to his level.

"i like you too." you smiled, and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "although, this nickname is actually pretty embarrassi-"

please, let him be embarrassed in peace.

© kyannae

[stffed]

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

warnings: comfort, angst (reo)

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

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

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

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

but there was also isagi.

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

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

two strikers that brought out the best in each other.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he had already lost you.

[romantic-disarray]

.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・・゜゜

[hellsslibrary]

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

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

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

MASTERLIST is here.

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

[narcissistshandler]

can you do a reo x male reader (top) and have it after nagi left reo in phase two (an idea i have: reader playing with shidou when they win and pick reo, the reader is a fantastic player and interested in reo, he basically picks up the pieces nagi caused and reo falls for him to slowly forgetting nagi or something, and maybe have nagi jealous or something> sorry if it’s really specific you can change it however you like)

𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗣𝗛𝗔𝗦𝗘

✧ 𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 male reader x reo mikage

✧ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 amab!reader, handjob (reo receiving), orgasm denial & blowjob (only mentioned), fingering (reo receiving), top!reader insinuated

✧ 𝖠/𝖭 that wasn't 'slowly' at all 😩 the inbox is officially clean and requests are open!

He had lost. Again.

Breathing heavily and blood rushing loudly through his ears, Reo's thoughts were loud and demanding; the eyes dark and hollow. Reality hit him like a punch: he was nothing without Nagi.

Inside him there was only anger and frustration, directed at himself, and especially at Nagi, who had abandoned him for Isagi. Damn Isagi.

Shidou was saying something with a maniacal smile on his face, he seemed to be singing victory given how tense Kunigami was next to Reo. Reo, however, could only understand one line: "You don't need to give me that look, you can choose."

Reo's shoulders were heavy, his eyes fixed on the ball in the center of the court. He knew, that was it, it was all over. He had ruined everything.

"You." The voice seemed to resonate across the court, the tone breathless. “You there,” you repeated, louder. "Reo Mikage, isn't it?"

He blinked and looked up. Your finger was pointed at him and Reo felt his legs lose strength. You had chosen him, it wasn't the end yet.

“Come on Reo,” you called.

Even now, Kunigami smiled at him and said something that Reo couldn't quite understand in his current state. His legs moved towards you on their own and Reo didn't look back, promising himself that he wouldn't lose again.

In a way, this was another defeat.

It was difficult to keep up with you and Shidou on the court. Reo waited for openings, tried to give assists, but you and Shidou fought for possession of the ball, to the point that more than once the match was interrupted by your arguments and fights that almost turned physical. Reo didn't know how to fit in between you two, he didn't know what his role should be.

This irritated him and after a match won by the combined madness of the two of you, without him even managing to control the ball before having it stolen by one of his teammates, it was difficult to shake off the emotions that always threatened to get the best of him.

But for some reason, victory aside, you seemed angrier than him, pushing him against the door of the shared dorm as soon as Shidou left to take a bath.

Reo was caught off guard by the sudden pressure of your fingers against his chest, the loud thud sounding as his back was forced against the door. He looked at you as if a new head had been born.

"What do you think you're doing!?"

But you didn't back down from the sharp words and the fire burning in the purple eyes.

“That’s my question,” you said. "You didn't even score a goal. It was like you were begging to have the ball stolen from you. I didn't choose you to be a dead weight on my back."

It didn't go unnoticed by Reo that you said 'mine' and not 'ours'. He remembered that you and Shidou were like two chemicals when together, equal measures for talent and disaster.

"Well, if you didn't play like two obsessed beasts-" he didn't have time to finish.

"I saw you playing with Nagi before and you weren't like that." This silenced him. "Even if you only helped that weirdo and seemed to do everything to make him win, you didn't seem as useless as you do now."

Reo chattered his teeth. The way you spoke about Nagi reminded him of how angry he was with you, but beyond that, it reminded him of what Isagi had said to him before. The truth was, Reo didn't know what football was without Nagi.

"I need Nagi," he said before he could even think more about his words. "I don't know what it's like to play without him."

He expected you to use the words against him, to attack him and mock his sudden confession, but on the contrary, Reo's sincerity seemed to calm you down.

"Then I'll teach you," you said and only then did Reo realize how close you were, it seemed threatening while you were arguing with him, but now the closeness made Reo feel something different. Your hand spread over his chest, rumbling under the touch. He took a deep breath, trapped between your body and the door, Reo had nowhere to run. Did he want to run though? Run away from you? Of whatever was... this. "Let me teach you how to be a little more egoist. You don't need Nagi, Reo, I'll show you that."

You felt as much friendship for him as you did for Shidou. You called him useless, by God. So why did the offer that felt like shaking the devil's hand send heat through Reo's sweaty postgame skin? and why did he not even blink when you slammed your mouth against his, teeth meeting for a brief moment in an aggression that made the his head spins?

Your hand rubbed over his chest through the shirt, groping, searching, oh, tugging at his nipple between your calloused fingers.

Reo panted against your mouth, his wobbly legs threatening to take him to the ground. He had never been kissed like this before, as if the other person wanted to kill him through the kiss, as if this were some kind of personal dispute. And given how fast his heart was beating, you should be winning.

"What you need to play better is a dick in your ass?" you mumbled against his mouth, saliva running down his chin because of the messy kiss, his tongue feeling heavy. The obscene words made Reo's cheeks burn, his pants suddenly feeling tight and uncomfortable. "Is this what Nagi fed you before every game?"

"No no no," Reo said desperately. "It was never like this with Nagi."

"But you wanted it though, didn't you?"

The question hung in the air, Reo looked into your eyes and could almost see his face reflected in them: flushed, embarrassed, like a virgin, like the filthiest whore too.

"Well, I can work with that." You pulled his nipple hard at the same time a smile pulled on your moist lips. Reo opened his mouth, ready to continue to argue and deny. But your knee slid between his legs, pressing against his hard cock made he lost the train of thought.

Twenty minutes later when Shidou came back from the shower, he saw a shirtless Reo lying face down on the bed and you sitting next to him, rubbing the purple strands of his hair. Shidou raised his eyebrows at the scene so different than when he left the two alone earlier, but you pretended not to notice.

Reo's ears were red and the clothes he was wearing before were lost somewhere around the dorm, if Shidou looked, he would soon find clues as to what had happened, you hadn't had much time to clean up and change your clothes. Shidou, however, just gave you a teasing smile—as if he knew exactly what had happened—and went to his bed.

It became a routine.

Every time Reo did badly in a match you punished him, never letting him cum. One time you climbed into his bed during the night, lulling him out of sleep with sensual kisses along his neck and a hand between his legs. You jerked him off for what seemed like hours, always stopping when Reo was close and then, you laughed in amusement and put his hard, pulsing and leaking cock back into his pants and returned to your bed. He could have touched himself and cummed, of course, you never forbade him to do so, but he never did.

It had become difficult not to get hard after each match, knowing that a good performance would allow him to cum - like the time you let him fuck your throat - and that a bad one would cost him a good night's sleep and his body begging to be touched.

What he liked most however were the kisses, the soft compliments you said against his mouth, how your hands seemed to fit perfectly around his slim waist while your tongue ravaged his mouth. And Reo melted against you, panting like he had run a marathon and always ready for more.

In the next match, the opponents were easily defeated and as soon as it was over, Reo seemed to get anxious, looking at you, seeming to imagine how you would reward him for the goals he scored.

You went to the dorm with the three new teammates and a Shidou who never seemed to shut up. Now it was difficult to find a moment to sneak away and be alone and even outside the dormitory there were many eyes. Reo didn't want to risk being caught doing something for anyone, but he was also eager to be touched again, to have your hands on him, your mouth on his... He didn't know if he could wait much longer.

Time continued to pass, slowly.

It was only when Reo slid into the pool from the bathing area that you then touched him. It was nothing at first, just a touch on his bare arm to guide him closer to you and away from the edge where the other boys were. But the touch didn't go away after Reo approached, instead your hand touched his ribs, making him jump and look at you with obvious questioning.

You didn't recognize the silent question and acting normally, you let your fingers go down until they disappeared under the hot water, where no one could see when you reached the curve of Reo's ass and pressed your thumb against the wrinkled edge.

Reo looked around repeatedly, even though no one was paying attention to the two of you and and it was difficult to see anything under the water, his heart still sped up and his dick gave an interested twitch. Nagi's eyes on the other side met his at the exact moment you pressed a finger inside Reo's dry hole and he had to hold back from moaning and exposing to everyone what you were really doing to him.

Reo wanted to look away, he really did, but your finger sinking inside him for the first time, strange and dislocated and sending sparks of heat down his spine, made it difficult to think rationally about anything. Even looking in another direction felt like too much work.

Looking at Nagi as your finger stretched him for the first time... Reo could feel the shame gnawing at his stomach.

And Nagi was looking back at him, watching without knowing the moment your finger explored Reo's virgin hole. The shame was heavy and deadly, but the new sensation was too good to care about being seen.

A whimper left Reo's mouth when you pushed another finger inside him, the burning of the stretch making him clench his teeth and then, you began to move them, began to fuck Reo. It was a low, choked sound that no one else would pay attention to, but Nagi did.

It felt so good. The stretch. The attention. The anxiety. You.

He wished he could be loud and let you know how good you made him feel, but he couldn't, just imagining all the eyes turning to him...

Reo bit his lower lip to silence himself and sank his hand under the water, closing the fingers around his hard cock, he began to masturbate.

Your fingers started to move faster, hot water touching the inside of Reo's walls and when you leaned in close, he thought you would kiss him there, in front of everyone, in front of Nagi. But once you got close enough, you whispered where only Reo could hear, "Do you like having him watching you?"

"No," he whispered back, leaning towards you. Part of him was turned on by being watched by Nagi, but it was you who was touching him and making him feel good, not Nagi. "Only you." That brings a smile to your mouth.

"Then cum on my fingers, pretty boy."

Reo eagerly complied, pulling his cock harder, rocking the hips back against your fingers. He needed more. He needed to cum. He wanted to cum for you.

He thought about what it would be like to have something thicker in him, what it would be like to have your cock opening his hole, sinking in deep... The image was enough to make him come, trembling and convulsing around your fingers, too embarrassed to stop search in the other boys' faces to see if they had realized what had happened.

“Come on, let’s get out,” you said as removed your fingers from him. Reo never thought it was possible to feel so empty. He tugged on his cock once more through the sensitivity and then let it go, finally breaking eye contact with Nagi as he followed you out of the bath area, eager to know if you had anything else planned for him. He wanted you to hold him in your arms and kiss him, praise him for his performance in the previous match. He always wanted more.

Nagi however stayed behind as he watched you and Reo leave the bathing area together, smiling at each other and exchanging whispers, bodies very close. He can't help but think: You've changed Reo.

[atsullia]

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍

Pairing(s): Reo Mikage x male!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...

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

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

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

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

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

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

[sailorstar9]

When Dealing With An Unreasonable Contractor...

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

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

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

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

The business was thriving, with orders constantly coming in.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ikeda giving you trouble?” Chigiri guessed.

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

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

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

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

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

[jifloulette]

the day that i met you, i started dreaming . . .

when and where blue lock men meet you for the first time — !

pt. 1 — pt. 2 — pt. 3

જ ｡˚ itoshi rin first meets you when his parents introduced their new next-door neighbors to him.

he really didn't want to meet them, he just wanted to be in his own room doing who knows what. but after enough convincing and scolding from his parents, he gives in. the second he saw you, he was almost immediately captivated. everything about you seemed flawless, from your hair to your eyes to the way you smile. he knows he doesn't believe in love at first sight, it was just infatuation.. right? your parents introduced one-another and you soon did the same, you were lying when you said the black-haired boy with the gorgeous lashes didn't captivate you as well. you took short glances at him and when the two of you locked eyes for a quick moment, you immediately looked at the ground, embarrassed. rin thought it was cute, no, rin thought you were cute so when his parents asked the two of you to go outside and walk for a bit, he was a bit hesitant. not because he didn't want to interact with you, he was just shy. he doesn't know what to say so he started digging through his mind for conversation starters. the first few minutes of walking with him was a peaceful quiet. you notice how he was deep in his thoughts, you didn't know why but it was cute. you start the conversation by complimenting his eyes and how beautiful it looked, especially when the sun is hitting it gracefully. rin became flushed by the sudden compliment and thanks you. rin finds out that the two of you have a lot of things in common! the same love for mangas, ochazuke, and coffee, he begins to enjoy your presence by his side since then. you and rin had started hanging out more, asking him to hang out by the cherry blossom tree beside the neighborhood park. his parents thank you for adding color to his once monochromatic life. he's changed ever since, he's become much more happy yet still has that same cold and stoic personality that you can't help but laugh at.

now 7 months later, he's waiting for you by that same cherry blossom tree, hands fidgeting with one-another. he sees you walking towards him and you notice his nervous expression. something was on his mind and you knew it, you just didn't know what that was. you see how his face became pink, like really pink the second he spots you, it's only when you tuck a loose strand of his hair behind his ear and asked him why he wanted to meet up that he blurts out something that makes you smile.

"h-huh..? oh! y/n, I uh, asked you to meet me here because I.. I really really like you! so if you'd like, please be my girlfriend/boyfriend !!"

જ ｡˚ yukimiya kenyu first meets you at the library across his apartment during winter. (f/s means favorite sport !)

for some reason, he had accidentally forgot to bring back a soccer book that he borrowed that was supposed to be due yesterday. he quickly gets up and gets ready, putting on extra comfortable and warm clothes as there was a lot more snow falling down this day. the second he goes inside, he apologizes profusely to the librarian for forgetting to bring the back the book to which the librarian just lets him go with a warning due to his sincerity and kindness. for a quick second, he sees you in the corner of his eyes wearing headphones and walking leisurely. kenyu is very observant for a person with vision problems. he doesn't hesitate following you due to his confidence and straightforwardness. he sees you carefully looking for a book, muttering things under your breath with a confused look. kenyu, as the gentleman he is, asks if you need any help. you were grateful for this small action because the book you were looking for was actually way higher than you could reach. you thanked him for the assistance before leaving to look for other books that peeked your interest. he seemed like a really nice person, he didn't seem like the type to help you just because he thought you were cute and gullible. he seemed genuine with his actions and words

kenyu was bewitched by you, he accepted it. no one has ever made him feel that way before. the way you talked when you thanked him, the way your eyes glistened when you looked at him, god was he charmed. it doesn't take long before he bumps into you again in the sports section, he greets you with and smile and you do the same. you see him looking for soccer books and you look for (f/s) books, you once again notice that the book you were looking for was on the top shelf. you were to shy to ask kenyu for help so you tried reaching for it by yourself, tiptoeing in the process. kenyu sees this and thinks that it's another way for him to interact with you. just as you were about to fall, he grabs you just in time and reaches the book you tried grabbing. he think it's cute how you looked so shy with that light pink tint on your cheeks when you thank him. so you know what, fuck it, he introduces himself and you do the same. the two of you chat for a bit. in that time you talk to kenyu, you find him very gentle and alluring. you talk about your passions of (f/s) and his own passion for soccer. you could see his eyes light up whenever he talked about soccer, and you were mesmerized by his tender tone. just as you were going to leave, he says something that leaves you speechless and blushing . . .

"you know, y/n.. you're a really interesting person. i'd love to be your friend so is it okay if i ask for your number? i'd love to know more about you, you could even be a model like me with looks like that.."

જ ｡˚ reo mikage first meets you at the washroom of a fancy restaurant. (readers wears a bit of makeup, f/n means father's name)

it was just another night of reo's family eating out with their friends, he was already getting bored of their chit-chat. his father was talking about him becoming his successor but he really could care less. he just continued sipping his drink and nodding to whatever his parents were talking about. he heard them talk about.. business investments? something about how businesses and entrepreneurs do shit so he excused himself from the table to go to the washroom because of how bored he was. he could've been hanging out with nagi, talking about soccer, and playing games with him during this time but no, his parents had to drag him to this restaurant with shitty food. he asked the servers where the comfort room was and thanked them, promising to give them a hefty tip. on his way to the men's washroom, he saw the embodiment of elegancy and grace. he saw you. for once, reo was glad his parents had forced him to go here because he saw you.

there you were, retouching your makeup. putting some more foundation and highlighter, then applying lip gloss on your plump lips. reo just stood there, amazed by the sight of you. you seemed so confident and neat, he loved every single part of you. when you notice him staring via the mirror, you turn around and ask him if he needed anything. he was taken aback to be honest, he really didn't expect you to stop whatever you were doing just to talk to him. reo replied saying that he was fascinated by your figure. you surprised by his answer, it wasn't every day that you get complimented for your looks. as the kind person you are, you thank him for the sudden comment by giving him a small but soft smile before grabbing your little makeup kit and leaving. only then did reo go to the washroom to do his business but oh how he wished he had stopped you and asked for your number, fuck, just asking for your name would've done the job for him as well! but no, he was a coward, he only really expected the people who thought he was cute to make the first move. when he was going back to his parents' table, he saw them talking to you! he was shocked. how did you know them? what were you guys laughing about? his parents call out to him to introduce you, y/n l/n, the child of an old friend of his dad, the child of a famous businessman. his parents recognized your distinct facial features and knew that you were (f/n)'s child. reo finally took the chance and asked for your number, that's the most he's ever done! usually, girls and guys that liked reo were the ones flocking to him and he was used to do that so he thought, lose the chance or take the risk?

"hey..! you're that cute guy/girl I saw at the washroom, can i get your number because you look like a ten out of ten!"

(yeah, you definitely cringed at that cheesy pick up line buuut since he asked so nicely, you gave it to him)

જ ｡˚ bachira meguru first meets you at the mall while buying paint supplies with his mother.

meguru really didn't want to go with his mom to the mall, not because he didn't want to but because the thought of seeing someone from his class made him sick to the stomach just by thinking about it. but he eventually surrendered to his mother's wishes and went along with her. he decided to wear a simple outfit, just some brown pants, a plain white shirt with a vest layered on it. everything was going really well for the first time in his life! he didn't see any people he was familiar with, he bought a new soccer book, and then he saw you. immediately captivated by your gentleness and purity as you were looking through the endless shelves of art supplies. he instantly wanted to talk to you but he was scared, scared of what you'd think of him. it isn't every day that someone would walk up to you as if you guys knew each other well. so, he asked his mother for advice! Yu said that if he wanted to talk with someone who he thought piqued his interest, he should just be himself! telling him to not be scared and just go with the flow. she then asked who he was so fascinated with and he pointed to you. his mom complimented your style, saying that you looked like a sincere person, so she motivated his son to go ask for your name.

for the first time in meguru's life, he wasn't scared of what others would think of him. all he cared about right now was talking to you. you flinched a bit when he tapped your shoulder. he apologized for scaring you and introduced himself. he was happy, really happy. he finally had enough courage and confidence to talk to someone, more so when you genuinely seemed like you were interested in him. you were smiling, smiling at him! he was chatting with you as if you were his best friend. you obviously introduced yourself to him after, complimenting his smile and his hairstyle. he blushed a bit when you said that, it was the first time someone, besides his mother, complimented him. he really enjoyed hearing you talk about your passion for arts and crafts, it reminded him of how Yu would tell him some tips and tricks for painting when he was painting besides her. it was like destiny that he saw you today, he thanked whatever god was out there for giving him the strength and energy to go out with his mother. so meguru finally got enough courage to build up and asked you something that squealed and hugged him in response!

"hey, y/n.. i really really think yer' a fun and interesting person like me so do ya think I could get yer' number? i would very much love to be your friend..!:

(little did you know that Yu got her phone out and recorded meguru finally making a friend)

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Rikurou Takahashi

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