#shouei barou fanfiction

[infernalodie]

𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 || 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐞𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

“𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘴 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘢, 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘢 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦“

Inspo: Montell Fish - Hotel

Pairing: Shouei Barou x Male!reader

Summary: There was something here since the two of you saw one another...

Warnings: Smut with a flash of fluff. Characters aged up.

Words: 1825

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

“B-Barou, hold on-”

“No. I’ve waited long enough.”

“Can we at least go somewhere else?”

“No. They need to know you’re mine.”

Your hands pressed against the behemoth’s chest, hoping to create some space, but Barou didn’t budge. Lips curled into a small smirk as he stared down at your reddened features. Eyes flickering around to your guys’ sleeping teammates. “Barou!” You whined softly, attempting to pull up the blue sweatpants that the man had been trying to rip from your body. “Showers. We can go there.”

The man did very little to show interest, only continuing to place kisses across your rich skin. The hem of your shirt bunched up around his wrists as he kissed, licked, nipped, and sucked spots across your stomach. Fingers gently toying with your pebbled nipples, inclined to break down your resilience with due time. Some specific placed kiss, feather-light touches, and you’ll become a needy toy within seconds.

“Barou…” You panted, hands sprawling through his spiked hair, nibbling on your bottom lip. The sight of him was something out of this world. Crimson orbs staring up at you, mouth placing spells on your body that formed a warm flush to your skin, he was something short of normal. “Hey! Hold on a sec-! Fuck.” You moaned, panicked features dissolving to one of relaxation.

Barou slowly stroked your cock, enjoying the sight of your embarrassed expression. “We do this now or I leave you high and dry, Y/n,” he whispered in that silky smooth tone of his. “This is beneficial for both of us.”

Although the truth was a tough pill to swallow, he was right. For days, the two of you had been training and dealing with the games you two and the rest of the team had to perform in. But ever since the both of you had met, there had been some sort of tension between the two of you. A thick rope was tied around your throat and tightened each time you were forced to communicate with the man. And it seemed like now, after nights of staring at the large hulking figure of Barou’s, trying to keep your gaze away from the spots that created a tent in your shorts, you were having those desires fulfilled.

“I don’t know how this is beneficial for me when anyone could see me like this.” You tried to wiggle your way out of his grasp, feeling incredibly hot with his warm palms encompassing your cock.

But it was useless with Barou applying his other hand to the center of your chest. “I know you want this as much as I do, Y/n,” he growled. “Just accept it. You want me as much as I want you.”

His thumb brushed across your red tip, smearing the pre-cum. You huffed, trying to keep any other noises beneath and avoid waking up any of your other teammates. The last thing you wanted to deal with was people not looking at you as a teammate or for them to just cast you out. And Barou wasn’t making it easy for you to keep your mind focused on that. If anything, you were sure the man could care less about what the others thought. The two of you were carrying the team through the first selection process, so they would have to respect the both of you.

Resting on your elbows, you watched with a warm face the man toy with you. His own eyes watching every twitch and twist of your expression as you tried to hold in those sweet little noises. Beginning to let his hand move and slowly stroke your small needy cock.

Moving closer, soon Barou was sitting between your naked thighs with those innocent eyes of yours staring up at him. The smile that twitched onto his lips was unknown to him, only knowing the genuine admiration in his heart as he slowly closed the space between the two of you. “You look gorgeous, Y/n.”

Meeting his lips it was a shot of adrenaline into the bloodstream. Because it wasn’t lust-filled or derived down to desire. Although you’d been wanting him since you first saw him, you wanted something softer. Something passionate and intimate. And you loved and adored every second of the moment.

Pressing your lips against his, something that was quickly reciprocated. His free hand holding your cheek with the delicacy that would be shown with a growing flower. Lips moving at your own pace that crafted a perfect bubbly feeling in both of your guts. This unpolished and abstract feeling neither of you knew of. It was overwhelming like Barou’s hulking figure towering over you. It was warm like Barou’s warm gaze that rested on you when you slept. It was soft like the hold he had on you. Everything about it was new but not unwelcome. Because you leaned on one arm, using your other arm to wrap around his neck and pull him closer.

With careful fingers and considerate thinking, Barou’s hand that once held your cock slid down with his index gently pushing past your fluttering entrance. The white-hot pain that flooded your body made you pull him closer. Allowing him to swallow your whimpers as you curled your legs around his waist. Inviting him in with one hand gently pushing against his pelvis, a soft but noticeable sign that Barou took into account. Getting you ready with slow and consistent thrusts and curls of his finger, all the while keeping the intimacy of the kiss. Ignoring the pain of his lungs pleading for a second of air.

You didn’t know if it was just the sensation of him partly being inside you or the kiss, but you were a muddy mess. And when you felt the tip of his cock start to stretch you, you pulled from his lips with a gasp. Bruised lips pursing together as your eyes clamped shut. Barou pulled away, sitting up with his hands finding their places on your hips with his thumbs rubbing circles. Hoping it would be enough to soothe the very apparent pain that increased the further he pushed.

And inevitably, you were a panting and whimpering mess with him flush to your body. Cock filling you to the brim. “Are you okay?” He whispered, teeth gritting as his hand was placed on the wall the two of you were lying beside. The vice grip you had around him was damn near unbearable and was slowly guiding him toward the release he’d been deprived of for a week.

It took a moment, a few shaky breaths, but you bit your bottom lip and looked up at him with tear-brimmed eyes. Nodding softly with your hands holding his sides. With a few consecutive thrusts that followed one after the other, creating a fuzzy feeling in your head, the pain subsided with pure animalistic arousal. Those groans that once fell from your lips morphed into moans that came as music to Barou’s ears.

The man hovering above you groaned, eyes flickering shut at the tensing and relaxing warmth of your walls surrounding his cock. Yanking him towards that edge the two of you were chasing and reaching out towards.

But whatever switch had been hardwired, redirecting the emotions and feelings you felt, had turned into something completely new. A different line of energy shooting into your veins made you stare up at Barou differently. Like you were finally feeling something that you didn’t before.

Whatever it had been, it had taken Barou by surprise when he felt your tongue run up the side of his neck. Unable to help the wet sensation from making his eyes roll back into his head. Tilting his head just enough to give you more access to act on these desires. You clamped your lips on his pulse point, moans muffled and sending vibrations right through his body.

Barou sped up his thrusts, hips slamming into yours with abandon. The mind becomes an unfinished puzzle of thoughts with your hips gently rocking to meet his thrusts. Those sweet noises of yours were surely loud enough to wake up the rest of the team, but he didn’t care. These blissful sensations you were giving him were unspeakable. No words could give them enough justice.

“Fuck, Y/n.” Barou panted, one of his hands reaching for the back of your head and forcing your lips against his skin. That tingling sensation in his lower gut was very apparent now, the euphoria in his body spreading throughout his cock pounded into you. “Fuck, I’m g-gonna fucking-”

He couldn’t finish his sentence with your lips smashing against his. Silencing the loud guttural moan to fill the room as he felt his release finally collapse on him. Hips stilling, flush with you before they twitched and he bucked into you. But your tight hole milked him dry before he inevitably pulled away from your body.

Although you were also in a sweaty daze, the sight of Barou sweating, cock fairly limp with remnants of his cum dripping off the tip, was something heavenly. Body cut by the gods and placed in your path to test your metal.

A smile tugged at his lips, running a hand through his hair that had lost its volume. “Fuck, you’re amazing.” But his eyes drifted down and found that you hadn’t finished. Your tip a needy red with pre cum dripping onto your stomach. And then you saw the flicker of light in his eyes as he slowly lowered to his stomach. A smirk etched across his lips as he said, “You deserve this as much as me.”

And you sat up on your elbows and watched him take you into his mouth. Head rolling back with your eyes closed.

If this was heaven, you weren’t ever planning on leaving.

“Hey, Y/n!” Isagi’s voice shook you from your daze, offering a tiny wave and hum, which was enough for the boy to frown, taking in your appearance and the bruises along your neck. Circles are evident underneath your eyes, showing that lack of rest had been a contributor. “Uh, are you okay? Were you training last night?”

The question made your body tense as you gave a sheepish smile. “Yup! For sure! That’s what happened!” You left zero room for the other to speak as you rushed over to your team's table. Isagi and Bachira didn’t allow their eyes to drift away from you, seeing you wince as you took a seat beside Barou. And speaking of your star player, the man grinned down at you, whispering something in your ear that caused you to clamp a hand over his mouth.

“They had sex,” Kunigami stated, shocking the two boys. But when he was met with silence, he found the pair staring at him incredulously. Making him stop chewing on his food and raise a brow. “What? You guys didn’t hear ’em last night?”

[hxnbi]

♡ blue lock boys and their first impressions of you

The first thing they noticed in you, their lover? — gn. reader

ꗃ Your appearance. It was the quickest trait that he could evaluate at first glance, and instantly captivated him. But it's not as shallow as it initially may seem to the casual observer, as many people would assume. Your appearance attracted him the very first moment he saw you. You looked so radiant, so captivating, enough for him to take another glance in your direction, and then another, before finally going up and talking to you, only to realize that your appearance wasn't just a surface-level attraction but complemented the amazing person you were. And years later, this still holds true. He still loves to look at you and marvel, finding new facets of your beauty every time and cherishing the moments when you catch him looking and smiling back at him. Yes, this is all that he could ever want.

micheal kaiser, chigiri hyoma, naruhaya asahi, mikage reo, igarashi gurimu, shido ryusei, aryu jyubei, otoya eita, hiiragi reiji, gagamaru gin

ꗃ Your personality. That alone was what truly captivated him from the very beginning. It didn’t matter how you looked, as opposed to how you carried yourself. How they carry themselves and how they treat others spoke volumes about your character and your sincerity to not only him but everyone both he and you knew or even just merely talked to. With no exaggeration, you were like a beacon of light in his life. Just being in the vicinity of your presence, he felt at ease, understood, and appreciated. Your kindness and authenticity shone through in everything you did and in every interaction. And he couldn't help but watch you secretly as you navigated through your days, noticing the little quirks. He realized then, that true beauty lies not in outward appearances but in the depth of one's character. And it was your character that he fell in love with, time and time again. With each passing day, he would find new reasons to admire and cherish you, like each day was his last.

kunigami rensuke, hiori yo, karasu tabito, tokimitsu aoshi, raichi jingo, tsurugi zantetsu, nanase nijiro, oliver aiku, alexis ness

ꗃ Neither. It's the amount of time and how much he knew of you that made him notice your true character. And you did just that. Your appearance might have drawn him in initially, but it was your genuine self that made him stay. He watched as you navigated through your days, noticing the little quirks and mannerisms that defined you. Your beauty was also just as charming. He couldn't imagine, seeing an individual so radiant yet so sincere. With each day spent together, he realized more and more that it was your true character, your kindness, strength, and authentic spirit that he cherished the most. So, he continues to find joy in every new discovery about you without needing to search for anything else. After all, he loves you and continues to love you more deeply with each passing moment.

nagi seishiro, isagi yoichi, itoshi sae, baro shoei, bachira meguru, niko ikki, itoshi rin, kurona ranze, yukimiya kenyu, ego jinpachi, kiyora jin

©hxnbi. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of my works.

note: a disclaimer that this is all just my personal opinion, you're free to imagine whatever character you'd like :) fanfics are all about creativity and imagination after all ♡

[skullvgirl]

Hey pookie it’s meeeee

Thoughts on Barou enjoying burying his face on almost every part of your body? LIKE IMAGINE A LONG DAY AFTER PRACTIVE, HIS TEAMMATES PISSED HIM OFF AND THE FIRST THING HE DOES IS MANHANDLE YKU TO THE BEDROOM OR COUCH THEN BURRY HIS FACE ON YOUR LAP/STOMACH/BOOBS/ASS AND HOLDS YOU SO TIGHT AND DEMANDS KISSES HEADPATS ETCCC

The fearsome king turns into a NEEDY king ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

had to break this one down, barou has layers .

HE MANHANDLES YOU, like alot. he hasn't got any patience when it comes too you, as soo as he walks through the door it's : "YN, are you home?" and if you are ( which your always usally are ) he scoops you up from whatever you're doing and plops you on the bed for cuddles.

YOUR HIS STUFFED ANIMAL and if were being honest, he HATES your stuffed animals ( and stuffed animals in general ) he thinks they steal your attention away when like you said after a long day at practice with his o' so annoying teamates all he wants is too press his head into your breasts and watch how he slowly can mold into your body without anything in the damn way.

HEAD PATS, omg he's one of those boyfriends who act all dominant and tough but in reality it's you holding all the power, he gives you what i call "the love look" and probably squeezes his way under your shirt so he can feel your warm body after tge most brutal practice. i think his favorite way to cuddle is on the bed with you on your back and his head lying on your chest while you give him shivers as you run ypur fingers through his hair

( more on this later )

[milaisreading]

🌱🩷: pt5 of Crossdresser!Yn x Blue Lock! Sorry for the angst in the last part...

Masterlist to this series

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. In the story the boys will be using he/him when addressing Yn. Requests for this series are open.

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"What are you picking your food for?" Barou questioned as (Y/n) picked on the tofu that was served for her to eat. She shook her head and looked ar Barou for a few moments, then at her food.

"Oh... sorry." She said silently and took a small piece of tofu and rice, silently eating it while looking off to the side. Barou raised an eyebrow as he watched the girl silently.

'What is wrong with her now? Just today she was over the moon because she can play with that Isagi guy, and now she looks like someone kicked her dog.' Barou squinted his eyes as he observed her a little more.

'I just don't know what I did to them... but the more I think about either Reo or Nagi, the more I will be distracted from my goal... which is staying in Blue Lock as long as possible.'

Barou watched worry as she started eating her food faster and faster, until she started coughing.

"Idiot! What is your issue even?" Barou scolded her as he reached over the table to pat her back.

"I...I am fine... sorry..." She coughed between her words as she reached for her glass of water.

"Why are you even apologizing? Are you sure you are fit for practice later?" He asked, trying to mask his worry as (Y/n) slowly nodded her head, finishing off her water.

"I am! I am! I guess, I still have jitters from the game earlier. Let's just finish our food and prepare the practice room."

She resumed eating her food calmly this time.

"Whatever you say."

"For a king, you sure listen to all my words." (Y/n) commented as Barou blushed in embarrassment and glared at her.

"Shut it!"

"Isagi! You really did come!" (Y/n) said excitedly as the boy walked into the practice room with Bachira following close behind.

"Oh, Bachira, you are here, too!" She greeted the boy, surprised that he was there too, but she didn't complain much. After all, Bachira's dribbling was impressive to her, so might as well train with him.

"Yep!" Bachira said excitedly as Isagi looked back at (Y/n) nervously.

"Sorry about him. He wanted to practice with us." Isagi explained as he noted Barou's glare.

"It's alright! Should we start then? We can team up Barou and I, and Bachira and you!" (Y/n) suggested as the two just nodded their heads.

"Let's start then." Barou said, grabbing (Y/n)'s shoulder and pulling her away from the duo.

"Hey!"

The night went on with the 4 of them training for a few hours. They switched teams a few times, and as much as Barou didn't enjoy this arrangement, he wasn't leaving her alone with these 2.

"Great job, Bachira! The dribbling was amazing!" (Y/n) cheered on her current partner as she raised her arm for a high five.

"You think? Thanks! Yours isn't bad either, tho your precision always catches me off guard." Bachira said back as they high-fived each other. The two turned to look at Isagi and Barou, watching as the duo exchanged a few words and then Barou surpringly left the room.

"Barou!" (Y/n) scolded the taller, but Isagi just shook it off.

"We just had a small dispute. By the way, thanks for letting us play with you two. It was a great experience." Isagi said.

"Nothing to thank me for, it was nice training with you both! We should do it tomorrow too." (Y/n) suggested, as the two boys look at each other, and then nodded their heads.

"Good idea!"

"Yes!"

"So, what is your opinion on that guy? (Y/n) seems very nice in my opinion." Isagi said as both him and Bachira were walking back to their room.

"He sure is! He also wasn't freaked out when I told him about my monster! He even said it was cool." Bachira grinned widely as Isagi nodded his head slowly.

"It's cool that he wasn't weirded out... aside from you and my mom, everyone always called me a freak for it." Bachira commented again.

"I like him. I expected (Y/n) to be this rude and obnoxious player, but he is very down to earth."

"True. And he seems eager to practice with anyone. He also helped me with my shots while we were paired up."

"He is pretty cool."

"And cute."

"Bachira!" Isagi scolded the boy with a flustered face.

"He is! You can't deny that~"

Isagi stayed quiet for the rest of the walk.

'Nagi... Reo...why can't I get their words out of my head? I never had issues like that before.' (Y/n) sighed while finishing washing her hair, the same wave of pain hitting her as she looked at the door where Barou was standing behind.

"Hey, Barou!"

"What?" He called out from the hallway, looking around to make sure nobody was close by.

"Who are we playing against tomorrow?"

"Hm... Team W, I believe. After that, we just have Team V and Team Y left."

'Team V... Nagi and Reo's team!' (Y/n)'s eyes widened for a moment.

"Ok. I will be out in a minute. Sorry for all of this, again."

"No need to apologize." He said back, yawning a little.

'I will have to treat him for some lunch if we ever get out of here.' (Y/n) smiled as she put her shirt back on.

'As for Team V... we will win against them. We have to.' She gulped and then nodded to herself.

[qinluofu]

⊹﹒blue lock boys + younger sibling headcanons ♡

sae & rin itoshi & barou shouei with a gn!neglected reader || heavy themes ! be aware masterlists ^o^ > part 2

SAE & RIN knew you were alive, breathing, eating. and that was it. they were aware of a third sibling in the family but they just, didn't have time to care. it's like getting mindlessly lost in the midst of a field and only being able to focus on a ball.

when you were born, it was alright. during the ages of when you were younger, they took care of you. they took you out, showed you football, this & that like normal siblings - its the total opposite to the now them who only glance at you and don't say anything.

your parents were so busy with your brother's schedules and their fights that they just, forgot about you. they see you, they feed you they call on you sometimes, that's it. most weekends while in the house, if they're not talking about sae they're talking about rin, it's always their achievements and never you.

even in school, your classmates often refer to you as "sae's sibling" or "rin's sibling", somehow it's never your name. when you meet someone decent and go out with them, they end up talking about soccer and your brothers, not your likings, your personality, your hobbies . it was just - "sae" and "rin"

alot of the times, you lay in bed, thinking about a life like this. everything around you is luxurious, its top tier furniture, the air-con is always on, you wear thick and nicely hand-knitted clothes, you never lacked anything materialistic - but somehow, having everything felt like having nothing.

it's not like you didn't try to mend your relationships. you tried to text sae and rin. rin being in blue lock never responded and sae being busy also never responded. there were a few times in social media that you would see some headlines about sae and rin and you would smile and like the post.

one day, there was a post about sae hugging his manager and you don't know why, but you started crying. it was your brother, who you haven't had a proper conversation in years, thousands of miles away, giving an actual hug to someone who was way further, way longer, way distant from family blood.

did he even care about you ? why couldn't it be you who was in his arms? does he even know you exist?

you couldn't feel anything, and maybe it was because you couldn't feel anything that you felt everything. years upon years of neglect from everyone suddenly bursted in you - everywhere hurt , but you couldn't feel it. you just knew it hurt. your stomach was hollow, your heart dropped, you were sweating.

the next day, everything felt alright again, like it always had been.

BAROU thinks about you alot, actually - but he's not gonna let you know that. it's just that he refuses to act out on his instinct, he thinks its embarrassing to show you affection. especially since he's the king of football. he shouldn't be dwadling on you too much, right?

he never really thought outside of that vicinity, never really noticed how your parents always seemed to shine when talking about him to relatives but hesitate a bit when talking about you ; never really noticed how it was all his achievements hung on the fridge and not your drawings or crafts ; never really noticed about how you were so alone and looking sad while sitting in the benches waiting for him to finish his practice.

he thinks what he's doing for you is enough, just thinking about you enough. he doesn't need to show you any affection, doesn't need to comfort you or reassure you, that's for others to do. he doesn't notice how his resting face is basically a scowl. so whenever you try to look for him, he always somehow seemed, mad. you never knew why, ever since from a young age, the only conclusion you could think of was that maybe he disliked you.

you told your parents about that thought but they were quick to dismiss you about it. claiming it was alright - it was ok. even your parents were weird, it was like they didn't seem to care about you as much as they cared about your brother.

that was a long time ago, maybe now you were slowly realising that the way your family treated you wasn't normal. walking back home from school, your brother long gone to the blue lock project, you see a pair of siblings sitting down on the bench outside of a mini mart, sharing an ice cream and laughing.

the scene was relatively normal - your feelings ? no. you suddenly felt a wave of sadness come over you, but why ? was it because barou couldn't laugh like that when you were around ? or was it because you haven't felt anything but emptiness in awhile ?

you could feel the tears slowly start to fall as you panic, suddenly crying in public would be embarrassing. you ran all the way home, opening the familiar door and walking inside the house. everything was the same, except for the fact that you realise you need to get out of this place, soon.

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[n4giism]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ in a trance by malcolm todd ࿐ྂ

blue lock x fem!reader

characters: reo mikage, kenyu yukimiya, shouei barou

content: part 3 of weird/bad habits they have. reader wears glasses in reo's, also a bit of cursing (reo), aged up (yukimiya) and yukki can drive lol, barou is a secret swiftie in denial.

ari's note: i looove yukki sm he's my second fav after nagi omg i love yukimiya i love him sm he is so underrated <3333

part 1. part 2.

reo mikage: eating pizza with cutlery

"hey, i'm hungry." reo said as he rolled on the bed, landing next to you. he lay on his tummy and rested his face on his palms, looking up at you as you did work on your laptop beside him on your bed.

"hm, me too." you replied, feeling your stomach grumble a little.

"whaddya wanna eat?" he asked, sitting up cross-legged, resting his chin on your shoulder as an attempt to peek at the work you were doing.

"it's up to you. i'm still busy, so you can choose." you mumbled, pushing up your glasses and continued typing away on your laptop. reo kept quiet until he decided on what he wanted to eat.

"let's eat caviar."

"what the fuck? that's so expensive, reo." you shook your head, your attention now on reo after he suggested that ridiculously expensive food for a normal lunch.

"what? i had it for dinner a few nights ago with my parents." he said, confused. you sighed. he was from a rich family, after all. of course he had fancy meals 3 times a day.

"we can eat caviar." he pouted.

"no."

"yes."

"we should save caviar and any other fancy meal for an important day; like our anniversary, or our birthdays." you suggested. you couldn't imagine eating things like caviar, foie grass and other expensive meats on a daily basis. reo hummed in reply, "alright, fine. caviar is good though."

"let's just eat pizza, is that okay?" you asked and reo nodded excitedly.

"yes! i haven't had pizza in sooooo long!"

you rolled your eyes playfully and chuckled. he had steak and other fancy foods everyday, but something as simple and delicious as pizza was a rarity to him.

you pulled out your phone and ordered some pizza to be delivered to your house and continued with your work. reo stayed with you the entire time, changing his position ever so often; from laying his head on your lap, or wrapping his arms around your waist.

soon, the doorbell rung and reo went to answer it. the pizza had arrived. you asked him to bring the pizza to your room and that you'd eat there. reo took quite awhile though. did he trip and fall on his way or something?

you were completely immersed in your work in your laptop, until you heard the clinking of cutlery and plates.

"reo?" you called, looking up from your laptop.

he emerged from the door, holding the pizza box and 2 plates, along with forks and knives.

"reo, why the heck did you bring the fork and knives? and what's with the plates?" you questioned, puzzled.

"what? it's to eat the pizza with, of course." he replied nonchalantly and settled on your bed.

he placed a slice of pizza on his plate and begun cutting it with his fork and knife. he was eating the pizza like how he'd eat steak. you watched silently, mouth parted as you watched your purple haired boyfriend continue with his meal.

"y/n? come on, eat up! i'll cut up a slice for you!"

you couldn't say anything and reo took the silence as an 'okay, i allow you to cut up my pizza.'

you didn't have the heart to tell him that pizza could just be eaten with your barehands just like that, and that there was no need for plates or cutlery. you'd have to teach him about the way average people do, and how it's different from the way the rich do.

kenyu yukimiya: speeding up when driving over a bridge

the day had finally come for the long awaited road trip you and your boyfriend, yukimiya, have planned! it was a day trip on the road to a resort somewhere very far from where the two of you lived. it was a 24 hour car ride, but you didn't mind it since you would be with yukki throughout. he's gotten his license a few months ago and he drives really well!

he rarely gets road rage, and he knows when to slow down or speed up. he would drive you to school, or anywhere in general and it was perfect since he'd let you handle the music. you knew this road trip with him would be perfect. nothing sounds better than being in a car with your loved one, music filling your ears, the ac turned on and just being in the lovely presence that yukki radiated.

everything was going fine. you were 2 hours in the trip and had made 2 stops at previous gas stations to get food and water, as well as use the bathroom and get a stretch break from being seated in the car.

soon, you looked up ahead and noticed a bridge. with water underneath it. it was like a reservoir and there were many other cars driving across the big bridge. you could see tall buildings in the distance across the bridge and it excited you that you would be driving past a nearby city!

the stereo was playing your shared playlist with yukki and he was humming along to the song while you told him some funny stories.

upon reaching the bridge, however, you almost. almost. met your death.

okay, that may be an exaggeration. but it truly felt like you almost saw the light.

yukki, who was driving at a speed of 50km/h, suddenly increased it to 102km/h, as he sped across the bridge.

"it was so funny, i almost died of laughter- h-hey! yukki?!" you jolted as he suddenly sped up halfway through one of your stories.

"hold on!" he replied, pushing his glasses up and running a hand through his hair.

"y-yukki!? what's gotten into you! oh my god, be careful! you almost hit that truck!" you screamed a bit as he accelerated even more and more. you didn't even dare to look over to his side to see what his speed was.

it already felt like he was going at 1000km/h, even though that was not possible, but it really felt that way. you could hear the zooming of your car tires on the road, all the other cars passing by you swiftly. if the car windows were open, you're sure your hair would be flying everywhere.

he was changing lanes quickly, going left, right, then left again, then staying in the middle, then going left and right and so on. he was dodging all the cars in his way, speeding up even faster as he did so.

"yukki! oh my god, slow down! you're gonna get us killed!" you wailed, clutching the pillow on your lap and holding it tight. yukki showed no signs of slowing down. his face remained calm and focused as he continued his pursuit.

he might as well become a race car driver if he wants to drive at this ridiculous speed, you thought.

as soon as the car got off the long bridge, yukki slowed down to the normal 50km/h speed once more.

"you idiot! what was that all about? fantasizing being a race car driver, yukki?!" you scolded, catching your breath and wiping the beads of sweat that had formed on your forehead. it was so intense, the ac was turned on yet you were sweating and panting from that drive.

"race car driver? i was just driving normally, silly." he chuckled, pulling over at the nearest gas station and parked the car. you had never, ever, seen yukki drive at anything more than 80km/h.

"you've never drove that fast before..." you whined, meeting his eyes.

"yeah? that's 'cause we've never had to drive over a bridge back at home." he chuckled light-heartedly and pushed his glasses up.

you looked at him, confusion written all over your face, "what's that supposed to mean? why do we need to speed up over a bridge?"

"in case it collapses." he answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

you sucked in air through gritted teeth and frowned, "you stupid four eyes."

he tilted his head as you got out of the car, walking to the bathroom, leaving a confused yukki.

"what? y/n! are you not anxious that the bridge might fall!?" he called out from behind you, locking the car and chasing after you.

shouei barou: using songs as timers

"hm? not going to the gym today?" you asked as you saw your boyfriend still at home. it was 11am and normally by now, barou would be at the gym until 1pm.

he shook his head, "nah, decided to stay home and work out instead. i'm gonna start now, actually."

you shrugged and gave him a thumbs up. you left him to do his workout in peace so you went to the kitchen to make something to eat. however, you started hearing familiar lyrics and a tune...

they sounded like... shake it off? by taylor swift?

you thought you were going crazy and was just hallucinating her voice in your head until you realised the song was actually playing. leaving the kitchen, you followed the muffled tune of the song which led you to the living room where barou would be working out.

and there, you saw the music video playing on the tv, along with barou lifting weights and doing squats as taylor continued singing in the back.

"sho? i didn't know you listened to taylor swift..." you choked down a laugh at the thought of barou singing to taylor's songs.

"what? i don't!" he replied mid-squat. "just usin' her songs as a timer. once she reaches the second verse i'll switch to another workout." he explained, red forming on his cheeks and ears.

"heh, whatever you say. nothing wrong with enjoying taylor, though." you giggled, whispering that last part but just loud enough for him to ear. he clicked his tongue.

"tch, whatever. she's okay."

you waved your hand, dismissing the topic and retreating back to the kitchen. as you cooked a meal, you heard different songs from taylor swift playing. maybe he really is a fan.

end.

hey queens sorry for the late upload😍 this took awhile cus my back really hurts when typing on my laptop omd so i just kept putting this on hold but here it is!!!

[danhengist]

―𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝.

CW; Smut, grinding, hair-pulling, cunnilingus, established relationships, pegging/strapping, dacryphilia, collaring, spanking, Dom!reader, sub!characters, edging, petplay, oral kink, sex toys, vaginal penetration, spanking. Fem!reader. Reo and chigiri being super babygirl. Nagi Being semi-babygirl. Slight humour in Nagi's part.

―[Isagi, reo, chigiri, nagi, barou, bachira, rensuke.]

· ·  · ➪ Being married to the blue lock boys is no easy feature, after a slip-up on they're behalf you finally cave to your anger and decide to teach them a lesson.

ISAGI who is begged to stop practicing 24/7 and spend some quality time with you. Your so passive and gentle when you ask for a moment of his time. So, when he tells you that he'll be out late, practicing with bachira; you snap. Because of his headstrong inability to notice that he was neglecting you; he found himself reaping karma when you refused to touch him, instead you took your place in a chair that conveniently sat next to the bed ― "Touch yourself, if you want my forgiveness." You said, with a straight face. It shocked Isagi, but he loved his dearly wedded wife so much, he actually considered it.

ISAGI who gives in to your wishes and decides to touch his cock while you watch, sternly. You keep a strict gaze on his hand, watching the way he'd clumsily guide it up and down his length, you can't help the giggle of mock you let out, the boy can't even masturbate correctly. Seriously, what would he do without you?

You keep silent, listening to the way Isagi whines sadly, when he realizes that playing with his cock without your aid isn't feeling nearly as good as when you do it, he turns to look at you with a pleading face, begging for your help. You can't really deny that face, so with a sigh, you get up and step over to help him.

REO is so sweet and such a good husband but can also be so oblivious to when he hurts or annoys you. You wanted to spend a afternoon with him out and about, but he thought it would be a good idea to invite Nagi. The date was so irritable, the entire time he mainly spoke to Nagi about miscellaneous topics. You, admittedly already don't like Nagi. You've never told Reo that you don't enjoy Nagi's presence. So when you punish him by pinning him down and fucking him with your strap, he's completely confused :(

REO who can't handle how deep your strap reaches inside of him, digging into his hole so deliciously that he can't help the few pitiful tears he shed from how good he feels. He's overwhelmed, the only time you fuck him with a strap is when he's messed something up ― He wants to think back to see what it is he did wrong, but the way your strap is sliding so deeply against his sensitive walls has his brain short-circuiting, His back arching at how good you feel inside him. He's so dizzy and helpless in this position, and when he feels you lay a rough slap against him from behind, once, twice, thrice― it sends him weeping out apologies―"I'm sorry, m'sorry, m'sorry it won't happen again." He babbled mindlessly at the sudden quicker, rougher thrusts of your hips. "No, please, I don't wanna cum yet!―" with no time to prepare, his weeping cock is twitching and spasming as he pitifully covers the sheets with ropes of cum. Eliciting the prettiest noises. Maybe you should do it again, for good measure?

CHIGIRI has such a pretty princess act. He thinks that simply because he has pretty privilege, he can get away with anything. He always ask you for such mundane things. Add petals to his bathwater, organize his hair products by color, go to the store and buy him a new set of hair scrunchies. It wasn't long before you snapped and he found himself ― similar to Reo ― Being fucked by your strap. The tip of your silicone cock pushing deeply into his walls, eliciting a pretty whine from his lips, fluttering his eyelashes euphorically at how perfectly you managed to squeeze inside of him.

CHIGIRI who gets fucked dumb by your strap, 2 minutes in and he's already gasping and whining like some sort of slutty prostitute, he feels so fucking messy and it causes a masochistic wave to bubble up through his tummy. The raw connection of your hips as you ruthlessly slide your huge cock into him, every brutal thrust into his inexperienced little hole caused him to let out weepy moans, and right when he's about to cum, you grab a tuff of his hair and yanking it back as you stuff your cock as deep as it could fit; eliciting a loud cry, cumming spewing from his cock as he finally reached his orgasm.

NAGI can be such a lazy person. Your always stuck doing the chores. Cleaning the living room, washing the dishes, bathing the dog, feeding the cat, scrubbing the inside of the walls, battling the spider in the corner of the bathroom, then making dinner as the cherry on top. One day, you tell him that you're heading to the grocery store and then proceed to beg, beg that he'll do the one chore you left for him ― taking out the trash. The garbage is right outside, in front of the house. Your gone for 2 hours, and when you come back with a grain of hope, your absolutely livid when the trash has not been emptied.

Nagi doesn't expect the way you explode. He doesn't expect to be taken by surprise and he definitely doesn't know how it got here; Him, bound with right ropes, and laid on his back. Brutally tortured when you decide to edge him with a vibrator.

NAGI who is gasping and squirming at how desperately he wants to cum, a small vibrator pushed against the tip of his twitching cock, his eyes flickering over to you. He wants to cum, but you refuse to let him do so, instead pushing the vibrator against his dick and repeatedly pulling away whenever you saw any signs of him being close to a orgasm, this goes on for 12 straight minutes and he's on the verge of spilling tears ― "Fuck, please just let me cum― if you let me cum I'll take the trash out." He whined. Liar. The sheer audacity he has to lie to you, only makes you angrier.

BAROU is such an annoying jerk sometimes. He could be so ruthless whenever he spoke his mind, perhaps he was insensible to realize that his words often effected you. For the most part you let it slide, until one day he says something along the lines of "Yeah right, a pretty little flower like you, dominating me? That's cute." You felt so offended by the his words, you wanted nothing more than to prove him wrong; and judging by the way your currently grinding your sloppy cunt against his face ― you've managed to do exactly that.

BAROU who is laid beneath you while you sloppily ride his face, groaning deeply at the way your cunt taste, messily drooling your juices all over his face, as he used his warm tongue to lick up every drop of your slick. He's never seen you so irritable, so dominating ― He finds it so fuckin' hot, he could overpower you easily but the problem is that he doesn't want to―especially if it means he's practically forced to suffocate between your legs buried inside of your perfect pussy. only a king deserves a death as a good as this one, right?

BACHIRA who is so sly and mischievous that he actually predicted and hoped that you'd break from his constant annoyance. He purposely would neglect you to spend time with Isagi, not because he didn't love you, he did. ― but actually to see your nice and slow-to-anger facade break. And when he does, he's absolutely exhilarated. It only makes him even happier when you dominate him, he's biting his lip and trembling when you strip him down of all his clothes and even more elated when you force him to wear a collar with leash in hand.

BACHIRA is absolutely beyond delighted when he finds himself sitting back against the living room couch; collared, tightly bound and forced to wear a little vibrator against the tip of his hardened dick ― He's so desperate for an orgasm, but you refuse to give him one, everytime he's tolling off the edge of such a good orgasm, you click the off button, leaving him high and dry. Half of him wants to cum so badly but the other half wants to be edged farther until there are pretty little tears slipping from his rusty golden eyes. "You wanna cum, baby?" You coo'd, yanking the leash of the collar he wore in a intention to mock him. a cruel and satisfied grin carving into your features when he nods his head, frantically."Please, Please let me cum, I'll behave―" Bachira promised in such a shaky tone that you instantly knew you won.

RENSUKE who actually didn't do anything wrong. You've just chosen to be a meanie because you can. He's already tired from Training for hours with his team ― then he comes home to you pushing him down against the bed, before he can even register anything, he's hissing in surprise at the way your slicked cunt takes him in one go."Fuck, wait― let me get my shoes off―" He says it in such a whiny and breathless way, that you can't help but rock against him, grinding yourself against his dick so perfectly. He grabs your thighs in hopes to get control of the situation but with how delicious and tight you feel, he partly doesn't want to and he gets what he wants when you begun to ride him ― the way your warmth envelopes him puts a strain on his self-control.

RENSUKE who is gripping onto your waist while you ride him, almost as if he's afraid you'll stop. "baby, I need to shower first― I'm sweaty." He breathlessly confirms yet doing nothing to convince you to stop or even slow down the way you roll your hips against his. What could've possibly happened while he was gone that would trigger such a reaction, that would cause you to practically pounce onto him. "I love you so much." Is all you can reply with, he can't deny that the love is definitely there.

He can't help the way he twitches when your wet and sticky walls suddenly tighten around him, he can't help the gasp that he let's out and when your hips speed up― he can't help but cum, releasing his sticky fluids deeply inside of your aching pussy.

Xyhoo·  ·  ·  · ✦ ― please do not copy, translate, modify or repost any of my work on any platform, or claim any of it as your own. 03/04/2023 - 5:11 pm.

Tags: @kittykittycore @the-pyro-archon @shoyoist

[tcshi]

blue lock boys : who spits in your mouth, who lets you spit in their mouth and who does both ?

⚠︎ : explicit content, spitting (duh), making out, nipple sucking, oral sex (m receiving), penetrative sex, unprotected sex, a sprinkle of some sub!blue lock boys x dom!reader, hints of yandere!bllk, use of nicknames, lmk if i missed anything, minors do not interact !!

⚠︎ : to the person who said reo mikage does both, yes he does. we don't make the rules 🤷🏻‍♀️

BOYS WHO SPITS IN YOUR MOUTH:

ㅡ does it for the sake of asserting his dominance. he likes to grab you by your jaw, his grip a little bit tight before he gives your lips one last kiss while you're unbuckling the belt of his pants, palming him through the fabric of his pants. then you're pulling the zipper down and he pushes you on your knees, a hazed look in his eyes seeing you kneel before him. he lets you push his pants down with a single nod of his head, letting you take his cock out of his restricting boxer. a hiss and a moan leaves his lips the moment you lick a stripe on the underside of his length, savoring the tightness and warmth that your mouth gives before he shoves your head down, further pushing his cock in your throat with a gag. he doesn't let you have any control over the pace, doesn't let you play around than necessary either. if he wants your throat, he'll get it, you have no say in anything. but as cruel as he may be at times, he also loves to reward his little girl. if you've been doing exactly what you're told, press the buttons that he loves, he'll give you something in return. he cups your jaw, pulling you away from his cock with your saliva shining against his length. he caresses your cheeks in faux sympathy, smirking inwardly at the tears that ran on your cheeks and the heavy breathing in your chest. he coaxes you to open your mouth, gently and softly, as if he wasn't using your throat like his personal fleshlight just a little while ago. “open your mouth for me doll.” he mutters as he places a thumb over your tongue, pressing against the muscle and humming in satisfaction when you began sucking on his finger just like the greedy whore he knows you are: never easily satiable and always taking more than what you're being given. but it's okay, it's okay because you've done a good job at taking him down your throat. you deserve the reward now, don't you? he collects a glob of spit on his tongue, taking his fingers away from your mouth but places it on the side of your lips instead. he leans slightly towards you and you open your mouth more, eager to receive the prize for doing good. he doesn't let his saliva dangle from his tongue, instead, he spits directly on your tongue. he tells you not to swallow, one hand now cradling the back of your head and the other guiding back his cock to your open, awaiting mouth.

“fuck that's it... taking it like a big girl.”

ITOSHI SAE, ITOSHI RIN, SHIDOU RYUSEI, kunigami rensuke, baro shouei

BOYS WHO LETS YOU SPIT IN THEIR MOUTH:

loving everything that you do to him is one way to put his feelings out for youㅡalmost seemingly obsessive at certain times but restrained enough as to not scare you. he loves you, he loves whatever it is that you do even though sometimes it could get a little impractical, a little messy. he loves how you hold his head against your chest while he's working his mouth on your nipples, sucking the bud with an eagerness that is reciprocated by the sounds leaving your mouth. he loves the hum and the moan that leaves your tinted lips when he gives a sudden thrust to your clothed cunt, his own leaking cock aching to be relieved from the confinements of his pants. but you tell him no, he have to wait for a little bit for you to finally take it out by your own hands. and he does nothing but submissively nod his head, face flushed as you continue grinding your panty-clad pussy on his hard-on as you whisper dirty dirty things in his ear, giving it a lick, a suck and a nibble every now and then and grin beautifully hearing him whimper out your name as he meets your grinding with shallow thrusts of his own. he watches in desperation as you kneel in front of him, palms running over his bare chest, then dragging them down until they're situated on the elastic waistband of his thin shorts before you're telling him to stand up. he lets out a relieved moan when you finally pull his pants down, letting them lay on his ankles before your palms are wrapped around his thick length, pumping his dick with the slow jerks of your hand. he throws his head back when you finally gave him some much needed relief, moaning unabashedly when you gave the head of his cock a few kitten licks on the head before completely putting him inside the warmth of your mouth. he grabs at your hair not too tight but enough to use it as a support from his wobbling legs. you give his cock a particularly good suck that gave him tears in his eyes, whining when you started to slowly pull away. you stand up to meet his eyes, palms enclosing back to his hard cock, jerking him slowly. you push him back to the seat as you took off the remaining clothes that covered your body. you let your discarded panties fall on the floor and join the messy heap of clothes before you're shoving a finger in between your pussy lips and he salivates at the sight. you take some of your arousal, pinching them in between two fingers before you're back on his lap with your legs spread open, your pretty cunt right in front of his pretty face. you softly instruct him to open his mouth. and he does, willingly so like the obedient boy he is. he moans in appreciation when you shove your fingers inside his mouth as he licks to take your arousal on his tongue, greedily sucking and licking at your fingers. you retrieve your fingers to hold his cock, guiding it to nudge in between your pussy walls before you sat down completely over his lap, cock settled deliciously inside your warmth. the both of you moans, sweaty forehead touching as you began bouncing on top of him. he opens his mouth, a pathetic plea leaving his lips. you cup his jaw, lips sucking on his tongue before you pull back and spit directly in his mouth, watching as he keeps his mouth open until the mix of his and your saliva pooled out of the corner of his lips, one that had you slotting your own mouth against his in a messy make out.

CHIGIRI HYOMA, isagi yoichi

BOYS WHO DOES BOTH:

finds it exhilarating to be able to do something as sloppy and dirty as spitting in someone's mouth yet finds some sort of twisted connection with you through the act itself that cannot be presented merely by words. it makes him feel this sensual connection with you. the intimacy of it all not being once overlooked, if not, seeps more prominent in between two bodies who now shares this odd bond. all that, and because it's also hot and arousing. the sight of you kneeled before him, mouth agape and almost smirking with the upwards tilt of the corner of your mouth says enough that it wasn't just him who loves it. you do too, maybe more than him but that's not impossible. there's nothing you can top (except him on certain occasion) over when it comes to him. he also particularly likes it when you let his spit linger on the top of your tongue, letting it glisten inside your mouth as you fumble with his pants in haste before collecting a glob of your mixed salivas together inside your mouth, holding his now freed cock in your hand before spitting the accumulated spit on the head of his length, all the while staring him down with half-lidded eyes. you jerk his aching cock in your palm, running your tongue over the prominent veins that ran on the left side bulging against the skin before you're taking him inside your mouth, warm and tight. you moan underneath him, own arousal dripping from your cunny as you watch him fall apart before you; head thrown back, chest and neck littered with purple and red and taking deep ragged breaths of air through his mouth while moaningㅡsometimes whining through the gasps that left his swollen lips. you love seeing him like this, all submissive to your touch and shamelessly responding to how his body feels. he thrusts his hips towards your mouth, chasing the warmth and tightness it provided for his cock. you try to calm yourself, trying to look past the overwhelming size and length of his cock plowing in and out of your mouth. tucking the stray hair that fell in front of your face, you bob your head a few more times before letting his length settle down your throat while keeping your teeth away. you gag, tears streaming down your face as you held your face a few inches away from his pelvis as he holds your head there, steady before he's moaning, chanting a chorus of curses and your name in the same mantra. “oh fuck-! fuckfuckfuck ’m gonna cum baby fuck!” you will yourself to not pull away, eyes rolling to the back of your head when he began thrusting his entire length down your throat as you grip his thighs for support. it's not long before he's spurting his cum inside your mouth, painting your mouth white before he's instructing you, in rasped voice don't swallow. he pulls you away from his cock before pulling you over his lap, glossed eyes meeting yours. “spit in my mouth,” he says before he tilts his head. and you do, the discharge of fluids from your mouth landing on his own tongue before he meets you for a sloppy kiss, kneading your chest and rubbing his dick against your cunt.

bachira meguru, nagi seishiro, MIKAGE REO

[lonelystarrs]

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑒𝑖 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 | nsfw with some sfw | 18+ MDNI |

So, this is inspired by the ask I got about Barou having a Primal Kink.

☽. Hmm, you know idk… I can see that but think it would be mild and more focused on an just the alpha mindset in dom’ing. Can’t see him growling much, it I defo think he’s gonna drool when he gets feral. he’s gonna be deep grunting and aggressive with his words when he’s feeling good. ‘Fuck’ is gonna be used a lot and he will growl out words, not noises. Absolutely use the terms he’s your alpha, your king. But think it’s more psychological for him, like he gets off on getting his mindset like you’re a mate and his alpha.

☽. You are gonna need a safe word with him, maybe even a back up safe word.

☽. Really think he would give the perfect balance of degradation and praise though. Absolutely loves close sex so you’re consumed by him or forcing you to watch yourself, he’s gonna have his mouth to your ear talking/grunting right in it. Perfect blend of rough but loving.

☽. Don’t think he’s a big kisser in general, won’t do it much during sex either. Big on forehead kisses though, putting you in a choke hold and pulling you in, kissing temple, forehead.. if lips he’s gonna pull hair back, cup back of your neck and pull you up. -slow but rough kisser as well, has some weird combination of gentle when he bites your lip.

☽. he’s gonna be possessive around other guys (cough* Nagi, Isagi and you aren’t going near Oliver so don’t even acknowledge you know he exists *cough) but not obsessive or controlling at all outside the house.

☽. I don’t think he would like being ridden, only way you’re on top is him allowing it and jack hammering up into you whilst just letting you hold onto him for dear life if he hasn’t pinned your hands behind your back.

☽. Prone Bone, doggy, missionary and mating press.

☽. After care KING. Not words, but physical. He’s gonna clean you up, whilst he’s doing it he’ll check you over to see if he’s gone too far but he will act like he isn’t looking, he’s gonna bring you pudding when he gets himself one if he’s proud of you handling him. But he isn’t saying a word. don’t expect spooning, but you’ll be pulled into his chest with an arm around your shoulder or waist, fingers mindlessly tracing patterns… other arm behind his head and he will be trying to act cool about it.

☽. He has pudding after good, rough sex. You know he’s had a good session when his cheeks puffed out from shovelling pudding into his mouth, sat on the sofa.

☽. Definitely has a size kink (body wise loves seeing how small you get under him and everyone would), but I don’t think he gloats about his body or dick size though tbh… I think he’s pretty flippant/humble about it he doesn’t need to brag. Knows he is a huge guy (in every way this dude 1000% has a dick for days, horse cock ahoyyyy!) he has the height & the build… so he’s gonna make anyone look small under him…

☽. I think he would like watching too, more videos than just watching himself in the mirror. Like seeing himself get you in a state and all dick drunk, the visual of both of you would boost his ego and get him feral. Probably to challenge himself to go even harder. As said earlier, forcing you to watch in the mirror whilst he watches absolutely his thing keeps eye contact in the reflection too…. Oh man I gotta write a fic on this now 😈 this is all giving me ideas. 👑

☽. Speaking of hard -he fucks hard but slow, he wants to be watched. He’s precise as well, he’s thinking about everything and he’ll get nasty fast when reaching his end tho.

☽. Orgasm control? None -don’t think he’s a huge tease and he will just want you over stimulated and have as many as he can drag out, he ain’t delaying it he’d rather see you suffer from too much because that gets his ego going more. He’d rather see you beg and cry because of too much and close to breaking.

☽. Reckon he will actually be insecure about someone staying around as well, I think he’s aware he is difficult to be around. Also, when snuffy said about how much would he love himself if he wasn’t viewed as a genuis? Just think that’s insight to his mindset, I think he’s a heavy thinker and it’s why he bowls alone for ‘me time.’ I think Barou is actually kind tbh, he’d be a great boyfriend—difficult but great.

☽. I don’t think he sleeps around at all. I think he’s so fussy on who he lets in, not to mention his cleaning issues I think he’d struggle sleeping around cause of that as well. Plus he has three sisters that I bet taught him to respect women, he’s too prideful to cheat or dick around. It’s prob viewed as dirty & cowardly to him. He’d low-key want his other half knowing they have the best, he’d get a man pride boost from it all as well… can’t you just see him stood there, arms crossed, that mouth with its usual slant pretending to be tough and unbothered but his eyes beaming/little stars flying off him if you praised his cooking or cleaning? Yup 😂

☽. I reckon this guy eats food for days as well, huge appetite! Literally has cheat days and loves them, I think he’s got a pretty big sweet tooth, if you can cook well you’re probably gonna win him over, cleaning is a must that’s canon. But you know he’s gonna take over cleaning anyway. He’s a total foodie.

☽. Different guy at home compared to on the field or when with the guys, he’ll tone it down but he’s still Barou so don’t expect him to turn into a saint. -his home, his rules. You’re gonna get scolded if something isn’t ironed properly and don’t think you’re ever making the bed —fact he’s gonna do it because it gives him that man pride sensation.

☽. He’s an ass guy, thighs too and I think he’s gonna go for shape, curves etc likes a small waist and a big ass and I kinda think he’d go taller with height like 5’7ish. Cause then his size kink can really kick in and he’s a tall guy as well! Really think he goes for a woman, prefer a little older than him too I reckon 👀 maybe year or two. None of this really girly crap with him, won’t do sugar babies attitudes. But he does like feisty girls, you need some hold your own stand your ground attitude because he will enjoy brat taming someone that’s a challenge… and he’s gonna be proud if you hold your own against him/anyone else. No room for cry babies or overly emotional with this dude. Whiners & whinge bags begone, this man ain’t tolerating that crap.

God damn I need to write a fix for him now based on all of this. *sighs and cracks fingers*

© pharix 2023 permission is not given to repost, translate or post anywhere else. These are headcanons -not given permission to be used to form your own story ideas or plots.

[lazysublimeengineer]

I just read an AU barousagi fic wherein Barou lost at the Second Selection and just lived a normal citizen who does carpentry while he watched Isagi's career flourished on the tv screen.

For a barounagi fan like me, it was an intriguing and interesting concept. Especially if both an IN CHARACTERS and the chemistry is on point.

[antennaed-shidou]

Clean House

❆ Baro Shoei x f! reader

❆ Warning: not prof-read, Little OOC

❆ Misc: Word Count: 1k+ 12 days of Christmas special with the Blue Lock Boys. 2/12 day with the clean freak himself Baro Shoei. Hope you enjoy it.

❆ In which you didn't have time for anything.

Baro was sitting on the couch watching TV. But someone was going back and forth in front of the TV on their phone. It bothered him but he couldn't say anything as she was busy with calls.

It's been happening every day since the start of the cold weather. {Y/n} mostly worked at home but she was never home. She was always busy dealing with other things on her list.

To which Baro couldn't say anything. If he did then the female would be more mad than him, and that says something. She might've kicked him out a long time ago if they weren't great friends.

"Yes, I understand your problem miss, but you not getting what I'm saying." {Y/n} was so done with this person and Baro could tell. He turned down the volume a little to hear their conversation.

"No, let's start from the beginning." {Y/n} had to explain the process again but this time she went a little slower and the person on the other line finally understood. "Yes, you're welcome goodbye." She hung up the phone taking a long sigh while sliding down the chair.

Baro might have looked like he was watching TV but he was in fact paying attention to his roommate. He really couldn't care about her, but she was ignoring all her other chores.

Again he never said anything as she can get way more mad than him. He saw her get up from the chair in her office and walk into the living room taking a seat on her chair.

{Y/n} faced the black-haired male motioning him to give the remote to her, and he did. The female changed the channel to the news for a quick second then changed the channel to a baking show.

The male didn't mind as he did like the baking show and it was her turn to pick what they watch anyway. And he didn't complain.

"Hey, Baro." She called over not taking her eyes off the show. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure what is it," He answered back looking at he awaiting the question.

"Do you like I should take the offer?" She looked over to him a plan look on her face. "I get more money, but also more work. It's a win-lose situation. Either more money but more piled up work."

"Yeah," He simply replied before looking back at the TV show. "Even if it's more work you'll get paid a lot more and eventually you'll catch up on the work and you'll have less work than now with more pay."

"I guess your right." She changed the channels one last time to another baking show. Maybe she should've chosen to be a chief instead of working online all the time. But it was too late now, especially because of the raise.

The next day {Y/n} got on a meeting with her boss to talk about the raise. Meanwhile, Baro was cooking up a small meal for the both of them this time.

His food was nothing to brag about, also since his roommate could cook an awesome breakfast with little to no effort. She was to busy to even think about cooking at the moment. That's why Baro has been doing everything recently. Even cleaning her room ever so often when he couldn't tolerate it.

There was nothing he could do though. He had to muster the pain and let the woman make money. He couldn't be the only one in the house making banking-- along with it wasn't his house. Short and simple he lived with her and paid his share of the bill.

The reason was simple too. At the time he was struggling to find a place and {Y/n} had offered him a stay for a while until he found a place. Then without even realizing it, Baro moved in and started to pay his share.

{Y/n} and Baro had been friends since the end of middle school. She was the only person who could talk to him and not cower away. Maybe that's why people never really approached her either. They both looked like people not to mess with, and their aura was intimidating when they were together in public.

The sound of a keyboard clacking was the only sound the female had been hearing for the past hour. She was still at her desk and Baro was serving her food. He was incidentally the maid at the moment. And he was for the past week.

{Y/n} has been working her ass off and didn't even get a chance to go out and enjoy the December weather. Meanwhile, Baro has been going shopping, getting decor for the house, and even wrapping some presents. The funny part is he was wrapping them at home and {Y/n} had no idea.

He got more rest the the female of the house and it was bothering him. Baro was a famous football player and he had time to rest. Meanwhile {Y/n} was sitting at her desk typing away with work. It all bothered him for some reason.

Wait, he knew the reason. Baro knew the exact reason why he was bothered by her. She hasn't been doing anything. She had been working day in and day out all because he told her to take the promotion. It all started because of him.

Baro knocked on her desk doors.

{Y/n} looked up from her computer for half a second to see who it was. "Come in, Baro," she called typing aimlessly.

The black-haired male walked in closing the door behind him. "Take a break." He said it with his full chest.

"What?" {Y/n} finally fully looked up from the blue screen. She had a confused face, to say the least.

"You heard me," His tome started to get cocky. "Take a break."

"I thought you said that, just making sure I heard you properly." She got up for her desk sitting in front of it.

"You did now take a break from work," He stated this time.

She nodded her head up and done. "Yeah. Just to remind you who's making the money here. You or me." She clapped her hands then pointed at him then herself. "Me right. Maybe you should take a break and stop talking."

Baro gritted his teeth balling his hand into a fist. "You need to take a break, {Y/n}! You've been staring at the screen day in and out I bet you didn't notice every present for you and me is wrapped. Or that the whole house is spotless. I've been doing all the work while you sit there typing away. I bet you don't even know the next week is Christams."

"You need to get up and walk away. Walk outside, I bet you didn't even notice the light rain. So get out of this room and go for a walk." He hit the desk in anger at the female.

The two didn't notice Baro was looking out for {Y/n}. He had been doing her chores and now telling her to take a break and go outside. The female took a sigh of defeat.

"Fine." She grabbed her closet in the closet putting it on. She walked to the front door putting on her winter boots. "You coming or not, Shouei?"'

The male put on his jacket and boots walking out the door with his roommate. The both of them had a nice walk, causally walking into stores and buying a small item. They walked until the sun started to set and neither of them noticed.

When they arrived home {Y/n} didn't even bother with work. She sat down on the couch picking a movie while Baro made the popcorn and gather chips and snacks. They even opened a few presents early since it was just the two of them.

Finally for the first {Y/n} was taking a well-deserved break. The house was spotless too which added to the accusation of maid Baro.

a/n: kind of a short one but I was busy today with finals and forgot to finish working on this. Anyway this also got a little off track but that's ok I brought it back a little. Thanks for reading if you made it this far, mind following if you liked this, you could like the others.

[satrs]

Intro Can't feel my face Blue Lock x fem! Reader

𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶,

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵.

Y/N gets wrapped into the world of underground boxing and meets the infamous 'Demon' of the ring. From that point on she finds herself in the fight of love with him and other men. But will their encounter bring the young woman to a victory with one of the men? Or will it leave them with a numb face?

Itoshi Sae:

‚The Boy Genius'

„I know you better than they do, Baby."

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Shidou Ryusei:

,the Demon'

“Think you can handle me, ma?”

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Barou Shoei:

‚The King'

"Let me treat you right, my Queen."

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Oliver Aiku:

‚The final Wall’

„Let a real man take care of you."

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Nagi Seishiro:

‚The Treasure of Blue Lock'

„I'm not playin'. I want you."

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Reo mikage:

,The Billionaire'

“I’ll give you the world.”

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ೃ⁀➷This story an alternative universe where most of the blue lock characters are underground boxers.

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All of the characters are adults!

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This Story can contain:

-mature content

-violence

-vulgar language

-aaand prolly some grammar errors lol

ೃ⁀➷Won't contain Manga/Anime spoilers, except for introducing of characters of the  manga/anime!

【☆】★【☆】

[skullvgirl]

HIIII IM SO READY TO GIVE YOU A REQUEST 🥹🥹🥹 maybe what pet names barou gives reader and how he uses them?

what pet names he calls you | barou

incl. my glorious king shouei

warnings. fem reader, soft shouei

an's. yall could never make me hate him 🙏

maybe a bit stereotypical but baby is a good one. i feel like he wouldnt do too much with his pet names already but this one is used when he wants too sweet talk you for example :

"baby I know you just went out, but do me a favor would you?" and of course he puts on the sweetest voice ever, rubbing your thighs too add. it gets you every time.

when he's in front of his teammates ( let's say you came too one if his practices and is now sitting in the stands alone ) he likes too use my girl as a pet name, it makes him feel connected to you.

"hey barou, who's that up there?" and he glances up not a moment too soon to see you waving at him.

"oh that? that's my girl, so if your interested—it's a big ole' FUCK NO from me. She's off limits"

another pet name I feel like he might use is sweetheart, and I know what your thinking ( that sweetheart is specially reserved for dilfs and milfs only however...)

he's really an old man a heart so what's the harm done? when barou speaks he means everything he says—no takebacks. so when he's talking about you and calling you sweetheart he really means it. ( so probably when your being super nice too him. )

"oh thank you sweetheart, I really appreciate it"

and

"oh sweetheart don't cry...it's not your fault..."

and lastly of course, how could we forget the infamous donkey. this pet name ( although some might beg to differ ) is just as affectionate as the rest of the pet names he uses. it's more commonly used when you two are arguing or your just being 'annoying'.

"oi stop that you donkey, your ruining my—hey get off there your gonna fall!"

or

"donkey. no really how do you even get hurt this bad! ah ah ah I dont wanna hear it!"

an's. sighh, this was fun. i love him sm ty for tye request anonie ᡣ𐭩

[butterfirefly]

The Blue Lock Kn8 AU no one asked for

In hindsight, perhaps he should’ve arranged their meeting at a more… opportune moment.

Oh, well, Hyouma thinks with a lazy shrug, opting to study the ends of his hair instead of watching the newest member of their division struggle to rein in his reactions like he's soloing a daikaiju. Not my circus, not my monkeys.

“Welcome to the First Division!” Reo greets loudly from over the sound of the blow dryer. “The newbie, right?” “…” “You probably already know who we are, but just in case you’re a hick, I’m Mikage Reo—yes, that Mikage—vice captain. And this," he says grandly, giving Nagi's mop of white hair an affectionate ruffle, "is my treasure and Japan’s strongest kaiju combatant, Nagi Seishiro.” “You don’t have to say all that all the time though,” Hyouma says drily. “It's okay if you just call him Captain Nagi when you're in a hurry.” The blow dryer shuts off, and Nagi—no longer looking like a waterlogged Borzoi thanks to it—rises from his seat in his best imitation of the world's fastest sloth. He stands there for a second, and Hyouma catches himself wondering—stupidly, naively—if this is the day Nagi Seishiro finally acts the way a proper captain—nay, a proper human—should, but then he lets out this soft, somewhat grating mix of oof and uwek, and plops right back down the stool.

“Can’t… Too tired…” Nagi whines, holding his arms out to Reo pathetically. “Carry meee.”

Hyouma feels the recruit reaching his limit (goodness knows he's reached his faster back when he first met the two), and so in a rare bout of altruism, he takes pity on him and places a hand on his shoulder. What can he say? Sometimes he can be just as pretty on the inside as he is on the outside.

“Right. This is Barou Shouei,” he introduces with faux-formality—gun to his head, he could not muster any genuine respect when his officers are too busy acting like freaks. “He’ll be joining us from now.”

And without further ado, he turns on his heels and ushers Barou back into the hallway.

Protocol demands that they wait for their commanding officers to give their dismissal first before they leave, but Hyouma knows for a fact that Reo has already forgotten about them now that he’s too busy fussing over their captain, and he highly doubts Nagi has even taken note of their presence in the first place. As far as Hyouma’s concerned, protocol was shot dead the moment those two were appointed as their superiors.

Unsurprisingly, Barou explodes once he's deemed they're far enough away to be heard.

“What—” “Yep.” “The actual—” “I know.” “Fu—” “You’ll get used to it,” Hyouma lies with a saccharine smile.

Barou keeps his tirade going all the way to the cafeteria, and Hyouma makes a mental note to steer him away from Zantetsu for as long as possible.

After all, it wouldn’t look good for the First Division if Barou files for a transfer on his very first day.

[bluelockhalloweek]

If you'd like more inspiration for Halloweek, you could always use last year's prompts for the Free Prompt on Day 5! 👻 Find the Halloweek 2024 prompts and event info here.