#top nanase

[lazysublimeengineer]

these chemicals hit me like white wine

Summary: Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

Characters: Itoshi Rin & Nanase Nijiro

(A/N: Please be mindful of the tags and rating of this fic. I don’t want any unnecessary complaints where it was obviously stated from the start that this is not innocent fluff in the first place. Y’know who you are so I advise you to hit the back button if this bothers you. But for my other fellow readers who are okay with this then proceed in reading some gratuitous smut in my server. Inspired by the song, “The Alchemy” from Taylor Swift’s latest album, “The Tortured Poets Department” and the recent cover of Nanase in volume 29 of the manga. I don’t own anything from this franchise. Respective ownership belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura for this wonderful manga and Taylor Swift for this love song.)

This happens once every few lifetimes These chemicals hit me like white wine

What if I told you I'm back? The hospital was a drag Worst sleep that I ever had I circled you on a map I haven't come around in so long But I'm coming back so strong

With Charles finally getting himself benched in the middle of the match because of boredom, PxG’s options dwindled a little.

It still wasn’t the right time for their coaches to step into the match, so they’ll have to do whatever it takes to prevent BM from scoring another goal in this round.

Rin ground his teeth as he shot a murderous glare at Charles’ direction who doesn’t give a care in the world and sitting happily beside Loki who looked like he was on the verge of having aneurysm at his antics.

“Fuck...!” He cursed under his breath as he tore his gaze away from him and landed in Isagi’s direction who was cheering enthusiastically with his other teammates when he scored a goal.

“Fucking lukewarm. The match isn’t over yet.” He grumbled under his breath when his eyes landed on a familiar figure on the other side of the pitch.

Determined blue eyes clashing against his intense teal irises.

Rin knew that gaze.

Nanase was ready to do everything and help him become the hero of this team.

So when I touch down Call the amateurs and Cut 'em from the team Ditch the clowns, get the crown Baby I'm the one to beat Cause the sign on your heart Said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

There was only a brief lapse of time that they stayed frozen in their spots as soon as they saw the ball bounce off and missed the post before Nanase came sprinting forward with adrenaline and determination pumping up in his veins.

With Kaiser completely missing a goal, they needed to take advantage and grab the opportunity for themselves.

Nanase wouldn’t just sit around and let the opponent win nor Shidou take the winning goal once again.

He needed to get his shit together and give everything he had to Rin to win and survive this program.

Their eyes met as soon as he took the ball under his heel.

He was putting everything on the line when he sent the ball flying in his direction.

He was putting his faith not only in himself but also in Rin who could be their hero on this team.

“Go, Rin! I have faith in you!” He yelled determinedly.

Hey you, what if I told you we're cool? That child's play back in school Is forgiven under my rule I haven't come around in so long But I'm making a comeback to where I belong ...

His teal eyes grew wide at Nanase’s loud declaration, trapping the ball perfectly on his heel.

Rin was used to people cheering on him ever since he was a kid mainly because he was the sibling of a genius midfielder and Japan’s treasure, Itoshi Sae.

But it had also come with a price as Rin knew that despite his efforts and hard work, people would always compare and associate him with his elder brother, which reduced him as a faint shadow looming in the background.

And he wasn’t fine with that.

He had to prove to Sae and to everyone else that he was better, and he could stand on his own without the crutches of the success of his own brother shadowing over him.

Nanase’s eyes shone brightly with confidence, determination...

...

And a complete trust of faith to him.

It made his heart pound wildly inside his chest.

He wanted more... more... and more...

And he will never let him go until he can have him all by himself.

“Never take your eyes away from me bumpkin and watch me make put these NPCs to where they belong.”

Rin was completely unstoppable as he dribbled towards the opponents and made a double feint, passing by the shocked defenders as he finally kicked the ball ferociously and sent it flying inside the net.

The resounding roars of success from the audience and his teammates filled the background as he scored the winning goal for their team.

But none of it matters when Nanase came rushing towards his side and carried him victoriously into his arms.

So when I touch down Call the amateurs and Cut 'em from the team Ditch the clowns, get the crown Baby I'm the one to beat Cause the sign on your heart Said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

These blokes warm the benches We been on a winning streak He jokes that it's heroin but this time with an "E" Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

“Fuck! Rinrin exploding on the field once again and leaving the others into dust!” Shidou cackled and joined in their victory.

��Ya betcha! Damn! That goal will be all over the social medias for weeks!” Karasu grinned widely.

“I-I’m g-glad that w-we won!” Tokimitsu cheered in half anxiousness and half cheerfulness.

Rin just let himself basked into the afterglow of victory and the warmth of Nanase’s arms carrying him.

“Yeah! Rin is amazing as always!” Nanase exclaimed happily.

“That goal wouldn’t be also possible if it weren’t for you bumpkin so consider it as your victory in your hands as well.” Rin commented and glanced at him.

If the others were surprised by Rin’s sudden open declaration of affirming his talent and skill without any barbed insults, it didn’t show in their faces as they still basked in at their victory against the opponent.

Nevertheless, Nanase was taken aback by his words, a comforting warmth spreading all over him as he smiled at Rin’s direction with a complete fondness washing his entire being.

Shirts off, and your friends lift you up over their heads Beer sticking to the floor Cheers chanted, cause they said There was no chance, trying to be The greatest in the league Where's the trophy? He just comes running over to me

Clothes were thrown off recklessly on the ground inside the murky halls of the room.

The cold draft of air emitting from the air conditioner did nothing to soothe the furnace of desire and burning need blazing from their bodies as Nanase’ mouth lingered on the pale column of his throat and decorated it with eager kisses and faint nibbles on the sensitive flesh of his skin.

A low moan escaped from Rin’s lips as he wrapped his legs tightly on Nanase’s hips and his hands grappled firmly on his back while his insides were getting piston in wild abandon by Nanase’s cock and stretched his quivering walls to the limit.

“Fuck! You were so good out there Rin... Hhhh... You’re so beautiful like this as well... You deserve everything...” Nanase groaned against his skin as he felt his walls clamp on his cock like a vice making his thrusts deeper and harder in return.

“Ngh... Bumpkin... Fuck...! Getting bigger inside of me...!” A soft mewl escaped from Rin’s drooling lips as his body shook like a leaf beneath him, trying to match his movements underneath him as Nanase didn’t hold back and continued to rail him ferociously on the mattress making the bed creak slightly from their wild movements.

“Ah... S-sorry... C-can't help myself when you’re laid out like this prettily under me...” Nanase breathed out as he couldn’t help himself and sought his lips in a wild and dirty kiss.

Rin kissed him back fervently, their tongues dancing wildly with each other as drool trickled down their lips.

“I-I’m fucking close...” He murmured against his lips.

“Do it inside. You’re the only one that gets to do this with me, got it? As long as you’re my property, your eyes should be only for me got it bumpkin?” He mumbled back hotly as he licked at the roof of his mouth.

Nanase shuddered as his body convulsed and reached his peak, painting his insides in the white ropes of his cum.

“Of course, Rin. I belong to you as much as you belong to me in return.”

Nanase held him on his arms as Rin reached his orgasm, moans and grunts of pleasure surrounded the four walls of their room throughout the night.

Touch down Call the amateurs and Cut 'em from the team Ditch the clowns, get the crown Baby I'm the one to beat Cause the sign on your heart Said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

These blokes warm the benches We been on a winning streak He jokes that it's heroin but this time with an "E" Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

This happens once every few lifetimes These chemicals hit me like white wine

(A/N: As soon as I saw the volume 29 cover of the manga with Nanase sporting a feral determination on his face, I knew I had to write this down. Like it screams Top Nanase y’all and I don’t wanna let go of this golden opportunity bestowed to us by the creator themselves. Also, the song, “The Alchemy” fits them. The lyrics scream victory over a soccer match and then the winner came running to his lover for some celebratory embrace. Lastly, if we don’t get a victorious pose of Rin and Nanase like that thigh riding pose of Isagi and Hiori back to the Ubers match then what the hell are we still doing here? Reviews are amusing so let me hear them from you.)

[hinamie]

i fear i can never date a man bc none of them will ever be makoto tachibana

[partrin]

i respect everyone's rights to shipping whoever they want, but (yes i'm gonna pull up this image aGAIN) you can't say the creators of free! didn't ship rinharu because what. the hell. was this. this is irrefutable

ALSO.

nobody can convince me these separate covers weren't drawn from the perspective of them looking at each other............WITH VEILS

[miyamiwu]

ngl, intense Nanase is… kinda hot 😳

[caffernnn]

haru, makoto, and rin: soldier, poet, or king. who's who?

OOH this is fun hold on!!

For the soldier, I chose Rin. For him, there is always another battle on the horizon that he’s gearing up for — charging onward, teeth bared, because with dreams like his he knows he has to be ready to fight. He wields resilience in a death grip because he doesn’t know a life beyond fighting or dying trying. It gets him through a lot of battles, his attitude a valiant armor that propels him forward, but it doesn’t protect him from everything. When he’s left vulnerable, faced with the reality that his heart is still a soft and expanding thing shared (and stored in pieces) with people who can’t survive fighting on the same battlefields forever… He feigns blindness to it all or cracks down the middle. There’s life outside of duty, he knows that (acknowledges it in pieces), and part of why he fights is to give others the freedom to do that, but is that… allowed for him? Who is Rin if he doesn’t have a mission on the mind, a blade in his hand? Would anyone stay around long enough to find out? To think too much about the people closest to him choosing a different path would mean entertaining such questions, and he can’t afford another crack in his shield. So he trudges forward brash and bright and full (of dreams, of passion, of grief) for as long as he can.

The poet to me is Makoto. He is someone who is observant, especially of the people he holds close, and his duty has always been in support through translation, calls-to-action through gentle suggestions. In conversations, his words and sentences are carefully crafted, anecdotes and questions made to probe in politeness and subtlety, pauses and breaks thrown in when the branching thoughts or sentiments are meant to linger. He carries the precious feelings of those around him like a blazing torch, proud to share the light of those sentiments in a way that’s comprehensible, manageable, and words are his way of doing that. That’s what he’s good at: being the artist, crafting in an endless pursuit to convey and bolster all of the beauty and wonder and hope stored in the world around him. The harder part, a new way to wield his words that still feels foreign in his mouth, is acknowledging that he is as much a precious thing in the world worth the careful consideration of a poet or a reader as anyone else. He’s comfortable in the home of someone’s heart and can walk the halls happily until he’s stopped by the sight of a mirror.

Haru, for better or worse, is stuck as the king. It’s a position, whether earned or imposed, that leaves him on a tall throne with duties overflowing from his hands. Power is a funny thing, really — he’s expected to shine, to inspire, to lead, but there are rules to the whole thing, expectations on how he’s supposed to be that hero or that vision for everyone. He’s meant to be watched and listened to, viewed with reverence from afar, but not always understood. He loves his people and his kingdom but can’t help but hold his crown with ire at how everyone is bound to defer to its presence before acknowledging humanity, humility. It’s a feeling he doesn’t believe he’s fully allowed to express (and wouldn’t properly know how to if he could), because his desires for freedom are not to run from his community or the world, but to have the chance to join it. Haru wants connection, wants joy, wants to love who and what he loves with the freedom to make missteps and be messy, wants to know he can step away from all the noise when he needs to but is still reachable and tangible right after. For now, if wearing a crown is his way of loving his people, honoring their bonds by sticking to what he knows, giving them a reason to find their own dreams (and not leave him completely rejected or alone), he’ll do it.

The neat thing about these three is that they all have something to learn from the presence of each other. Rin sees the strength in others that they might not see in themselves and isn’t afraid to ask others to rise to the challenge of having a dream that ignites them. Haru, on the other hand, serves to show others that you can step away, change your trajectory, find purpose outside of constant battles and confusing obligations by looking to small joys and caring people. Makoto is the voice to remind them both that above all else they are still human, living beyond a dream or a sword or a crown with hope and grief etched into them, and getting to connect with that exact humanity is what makes them truly cared for and admirable to others. They all balance each other out, delivering these messages and lessons as they grow together, and reflecting back what they’ve learned when the other gets lost along the way. The three roles blend into each other, weaved together by complex duties and hopes/fears of life beyond them.

[zinniapetals]

i open my eyes and i see that it's you

Pairing: Rin Matsuoka / Haruka Nanase Rating: Explicit Words: 8,694 Notes: Post Canon; PWP; Summary: “Rin, have you ever thought about me fisting you?” “Never. And I don’t intend to.” There. End of conversation. No more conversations about fisting at the dinner table. He put a pin in that idea and it was never supposed to see the light of day again. Well, he thought it was supposed to be that way.

[kxsagi]

so i know i just made a request earlier BUT HEAR ME OUTT

Shopping day with rin where he follows reader around like a lost puppy, carrying her bags and shit. he looked so lovesick looking at reader and the next day, he goes to practice to get teased by his teammates cuz some mf took pics of him being sappy and posted it. he realizes His priv relationship with reader was exposed and now they’re trending EVERYWHEREEE, the notifications going crazy. but reader reassures rin it’s alright and that she doesn’t mind at all hehe

VERY SPECIFIC I KNOWW BUT I HAD THIS SCENARIO PLAY OUT IN MY HEAD AND I REALLYY WANNA SEE YOU WRITE IT😞

“𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞-𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠”

a/n: your ideas girl 😫

btw i wonder if rin really will take the real madrid offer to play with sae

it all started with a simple shopping trip. or at least, that’s what you had intended. a casual day out, just you and rin, hitting a few stores, grabbing a late lunch, and enjoying some much-needed time together before his packed schedule swallowed him whole again. 

but what you didn’t account for was your 6’1 pro soccer-playing boyfriend – aka rin “cold and aloof” itoshi – turning into the most lovesick, clingy golden retriever the second you dragged him into the first store. 

“do you like this one?” you asked, holding up a cute top against your chest, glancing at him for approval. 

rin, with two shopping bags already dangling from his fingers, simply stared at you. like stared stared. his dark eyes all soft and warm, the usual sharpness dulled into something so openly affectionate it was almost disorienting. he didn’t even hear your question. he just blinked once, slowly, and then gave you a dazed nod. 

“you didn’t even look properly,” you teased, lightly poking his cheek. 

he blinked again, snapping out of whatever dreamland you had him in. “huh? no, i did,” he muttered, even though he clearly hadn’t. his hand absentmindedly drifted to the small of your back, pulling you closer, like he needed to feel you against him at all times. 

as you flitted through aisles, tried on shoes, and admired jewelry, rin trailed behind you with zero complaints. he carried your bags without question, let you tug him by the wrist into stores he’d never set foot in on his own, and leaned down so you could fix his slightly messy hair without the faintest protest. 

the striker? he was so damn obvious about how down bad he was. arms loosely draped around your waist as you waited in line. standing a little too close behind you, his chin practically resting on your shoulder, his eyes half-lidded in contentment. one moment he was holding your hand, the next he was absently rubbing your knuckles with his thumb like he forgot the world around him existed. 

and apparently, some nosy ass onlooker with a smartphone found it too cute not to capture. 

the next morning, rin strolled into practice, stretching his arms over his head. his teammates were already mid-warm-up when he entered the pitch. business as usual. or so he thought. 

“yo, loverboy!” karasu called out, breaking into a shit-eating grin. 

rin narrowed his eyes slightly, confused. but before he could question it, his phone buzzed. again. and again. and again. 

he tugged it out of his pocket. his notifications were losing their minds. 

[💬 group chat: FC PXG idiots] shidou: YO LOOK AT RIN LMAOOO 😭😭 charles: bro’s whipped out of his MIND nanase: literal golden retriever bf energy charles: 📸📸📸 LOOK AT THESE PICS HAHAHA 

rin blinked. once. twice. then clicked on the attached images. 

there he was. plastered all over social media. photos of him following you around with heart eyes. one of him holding all your shopping bags with a dopey little half-smile. another where he was standing behind you with his arms lazily draped around your waist while you examined perfume bottles. and to top it all off, there was even a short video someone had taken, captioned: 

“the way this man is so down bad. i want what they have 😭❤️”

his fingers twitched. his entire private relationship, which you both had been so careful to keep under wraps, was now… trending. 

“what the hell…” rin muttered under his breath, swiping through post after post. his face grew warmer with every one. 

and of course, his teammates didn’t let it slide. 

“damn, you’re practically wagging your tail in that one,” karasu teased, clapping rin on the back. 

“dude, you were looking at her like you were about to drop to one knee right in the mall,” shidou added, smirking. 

charles snorted, scrolling through the tags. “bro, you’re trending everywhere. even my aunt just reposted you guys with the caption: ‘young love is beautiful 💕.’” 

rin was gonna pass out. or combust. maybe both. 

he clamped a hand over his mouth, muttering, “i’m never showing my face in public again.” 

but then his phone buzzed. a message from you. 

[💬 pretty 💕] sooo… we’re kinda trending lol 🤭 do u hate me for making u go shopping? ☹️

his shoulders sagged slightly. he exhaled and typed back. 

[💬 maybelline sky high mascara 🩵] … no but i might have to retire early and flee the country. 

hours later, practice wrapped up, and you were already waiting for him by the gates. sunglasses perched on your nose, a small smirk tugging at your lips. the second he spotted you, he beelined over. 

“you’re taking this way too well,” he muttered, tugging down your glasses slightly to meet your eyes. 

you hummed, tilting your head. “should i be freaking out?” 

“uh, yeah? everyone knows about us now.” his voice was quieter than usual, like he was worried someone might still be eavesdropping. 

but you just grinned. stepping closer, you looped your arms around his neck and tugged him down slightly, your voice dropping to a playful whisper. “is that so bad?” 

rin blinked at you, clearly thrown off by how unfazed you were. your thumbs brushed against the nape of his neck, grounding him, while his hands automatically found your waist. 

“i don’t mind,” you murmured softly. “i mean… it’s you. why would i?” 

for a second, his breath caught. the tension in his shoulders unraveled all at once, and his fingers curled into the fabric of your jeans, holding you a little tighter. 

his lips brushed against your temple. “you’re dangerous, y’know that?” he mumbled. 

“mhm.” you smiled, leaning back slightly to look at him. “but you love me anyway.” 

his dark eyes softened even further, and he leaned down again, pressing his forehead lightly to yours. the notifications could wait. the trending tweets could wait. the entire world could wait. 

because right now? rin only saw you. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[lazysublimeengineer]

you're no good for me but baby, i want you, i want

Summary: Do you think we'll be in love forever?

Characters: Itoshi Rin, Nanase Nijiro, Isagi Yoichi, Hiori Yo & Tokimitsu Aoshi

(A/N: Please be mindful of the tags and warnings beforehand. Unnecessary comments will not be tolerated as enough warnings were provided beforehand. Some scenes are excerpts from the latest chapters of the manga hence spoilers tag is in there. Proceed at your own risk. Inspired by the song, “Diet Mountain Dew” by Lana Del Rey. I own nothing from this franchise. Respective ownership belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura for this wonderful manga and Lana Del Rey for this beautiful song.)

You're no good for me Baby, you're no good for me You're no good for me But baby, I want you, I want

Tears of pleasure pooled around Nanase’s eyes as the wide girth of Rin’s cock continued ramming inside his quivering walls in avid ferocity and lust.

“Ngh... Ah...! S-slow d-down R-rin...!” Nanase moaned out lecherously as he struggled to keep up with the ferocious pace and movements of the younger Itoshi who seemed to have a long-standing stamina when it comes to sex.

Rin was more vicious and rougher than usual, fucking him harder than what it used to be for them.

He can see the way his eyes darkened, his teal irises swirled with unbidden lust and something else entirely...

...

Was it frustration?

He couldn’t be so sure.

But it wasn’t part of Nanase to be asking him things like that.

They’ve already crossed the boundaries between their mentor and mentee relationship, but he didn’t know what they were now currently.

Boyfriends?

No. That's not quite right.

Friends?

Not the correct term either.

Friends didn’t even do this kind of thing.

They weren’t even friends to begin with.

He was just a straitlaced country boy who lucked himself out to be Rin’s student and now his own property to put him to his own use.

“What? Is your stamina that shit that you couldn’t take me that properly? Remember what I told you before about those people who couldn’t keep up with me hmm?” Rin’s cold yet husky voice jolted him out from his spiraling thoughts and brought him back to the present where Rin was leaning down to lick away the sensual tears that streamed down his face.

His mouth almost reached his lips before it slanted away on the crook of his neck where he bit and licked on the sensitive expanse of his skin.

Right.

He shouldn’t expect a kiss.

There shouldn’t be in the first place.

It’s the only sacred thing that’s tethering them on the obscured lines of reason and lust. A reminder that a kiss should be only shared between two lovers who were passionately smitten with one another.

And they were not like that at all.

“Sorry Rin... I’ll try harder from now on... Please don’t leave me like this...” Nanase whimpered needily, grinding harder beneath him in response to his rough movements. He wasn’t even sure if it meant about the sex or something else entirely.

“Good boy.” He chuckled darkly as he railed him recklessly on the mattress, letting the flames of lust and desire consume them both into oblivion.

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City Never was there ever a girl so pretty Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love?

Nanase couldn’t even say no to him in the first place.

His mind was a mess, and his heart was weak when it came to Rin.

He’d let him use him. Toy with his body. And claimed every inch of his skin possessively.

He knew that there was something wrong, but Nanase was just a foolish bumpkin in front of him.

Rin had taken his firsts in almost everything.

But not his first kiss.

He ignored how his heart twitched excruciatingly at the fact.

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City Can we hit it now low down and gritty? Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love?

In the cold expanse of the bathroom with nothing but only them inside in the ungodly hours of the night that Nanase could pretend.

He could conjure up the vivid images of him and Rin ensconced inside the fragile bubble of their own reality away from the oppressive tension and pressure of the program.

He could pretend that Rin was also his as much as Rin owned his body and soul.

He could pretend that he possessed Rin’s heart just as much as the latter had taken his heart into his own palms.

Because he could pretend that the tears streaming down his face was tears of pleasure of being fucked wildly against the stalls instead of tears of being brought down into a harsh realization that it was an illusion to begin with.

And there wouldn’t be any forever between the two of them to begin with.

Baby, put on heart shaped sunglasses 'Cause we gonna take a ride I'm not gonna listen to what the past says I've been waiting up all night

Rin’s tongue dragged lazily along Nanase’s chest as his hands were planted firmly on his hips to secure him on his lap and let him bounce on his cock like a spinning top.

“I can hear you thinking all the way over here bumpkin.” Rin said throatily as his mouth encircled on one of his sensitive nubs and sucked on it greedily.

“Hhhh... Ah... R-rin... Does it feel g-good f-for you t-too...? A-am I making you feel good...?” Nanase asked in between moans as his cock reached deeper inside of him while he rode him like a professional horse rider.

Rin paused and glared at him heatedly. “You’re a fucking idiot. What do you think huh?” He set the pace punishingly hard which made Nanase quiver and tremble like a leaf on his lap.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! I-I'm s-sorry R-rin! So—.”

His words died on his throat when Rin took him by the nape and brought him down towards his face to capture his lips in a deep yet wild kiss which made his thoughts came into a screeching halt and heart jumped out of his throat.

The soft yet hot sensation of his lips against his own sent his entire being into a frenzied mess and he could do nothing but melt against him, letting Rin take all of him that he was willing to give him.

“Never ask stupid questions like that again got it bumpkin?” He mumbled hotly against his lips.

“Y-yes Rin... I won’t.” He murmured back against his lips as his hands tangled around his damp locks and tugged on his scalp, letting their bodies and union become one that night.

Take another drag turn me to ashes Ready for another lie? Says he's gonna teach me just what fast is Say it's gonna be alright

A deep breath was exhaled from Nanase’s lips as he readied himself for the match today.

Today was the day that he’s gonna put all his efforts and what he learnt from Rin’s training.

A match against BM was not an easy feat to win but if he wanted to make it to the top 23, he needed to make himself useful out there in the field and help Rin in scoring.

As he tried to prepare himself physically and mentally for their match, his gaze caught on to something that made his brows speak in volumes and mouth thinned into a firm line.

“Hey Rin.” Isagi called out to him and stopped right in front of him.

 “Let’s put the title of the “No. 1” on the line and see who’s the strongest once and for all.”

Rin looked down at him. “...No. 1? I don’t give a fuck about that. What I desire the most, Isagi... Is the moment I destroy you.” He replied coldly as he glowered at him.

Nanase looked away from their proximity towards each other.

He couldn’t be distracted now.

He couldn’t.

Even if there were pinpricks of agony raining down on his heart.

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City Never was there ever a girl so pretty Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love?

“Rin! I’m here. Use me.” Nanase declared as he tried to catch up to him on the field.

Their gazes locked.

He couldn’t let him down.

He needed to be used.

‘Rin helped discover my hidden talent! If this leads to Rin scoring goals, then I’ll gladly sacrifice myself over and over again!’ Nanase thought in determination as he kept the ball under his heel firmly before he sent it flying towards Rin’s direction perfectly.

For a moment, Nanase was mesmerized at how he easily sidestepped away from Kaiser while keeping the ball under his control, but his eyes grew wide as saucers when he saw that Rin easily took Isagi on the back of his shirt and lifted him like a wet cat when Isagi’s hand was holding into his shirt as well.

“I told you before. You will have a front row seat to witness my ascension to becoming the world’s no. 1 player. Here’s your VIP seat.” Rin snarled at him as he kicked the ball ferociously going into the net before it was surprisingly blocked by Hiori himself.

“Sheesh. Quit the makeout sess ya lovebirds! You prima donnas are all hopelessly predictable. Trying to show up Isagi-kun by purposely drawing him in before taking a shot. If ya wanna score ya might wanna come up with a better script that even I can’t predict. Dumbass!” Hiori smiled mockingly at them.

“Tch.” Rin’s eyes darkened before he let go of Isagi and walked away.

Nanase stood there rooted on the spot, the image of Rin’s expression and manhandling of Isagi replayed inside of him and gnawed at his insides.

‘Focus on the match dumbass.’ His mind chastised him harshly.

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City Can we hit it now low down and gritty Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love?

“We were on the same team but... If I’m being honest, I'm not thrilled every time Shidou-kun socres.” Tokimitsu said nervously.

“Yeah.” Nanase sported a grim expression on his face.

“To raise our value and survive beyond the Neo Egoist League we need to do everything we can to help Rin-kun score goals. If we don’t make Rin-kun the hero of the match, we’re screwed!” Tokimitsu added dejectedly.

“Yes. If Rin fails, we fail.” Nanase replied seriously, refusing to listen to any other thoughts inside his head.

Nevertheless, the viscous, green of envy slowly festered inside of him as he watched Rin’s gaze firmly planted on Isagi’s spot.

He waited for a good feeling to come but it never came.

Let's take Jesus off the dashboard Got enough on his mindㅤ We both know just what we're here for Saved too many times

Maybe I like this roller coaster Maybe it keeps me high Maybe the speed it brings me closer I could sparkle up your eye

(A/N: This fic was born out of curiosity and misery blended together. I just want to see some Nanarin angst and porn today so might as well serve it piping hot to the fandom. Reviews are amusing so let me hear them from you.)

[bearofohu]

haruka nanase will always be the funniest sports anime protagonist in my eyes bc the crux of the show and the driving force of the cast is his magical autism. his connection to water is literally just his stim. in the show haru never gives a reason for his love of water beyond “i like how it feels”

he doesnt even give a shit about the actual sport and only chooses to give a shit bc of his separate love for his 17 boyfriends. and those 17 boyfriends will fight to the ends of the earth to explain why haru’s swimming will bring world peace end world hunger and it makes everybody horny immediately

rin matsuoka who has had ambitions to be an olynpic swimmer since before he knew his ABCs literally saw some kid stimming and without knowing anything abt him first was like “omg that guys going to be my consort at tje top of the world” and haru responds with “i hope your bike falls into the river with you in it”

[lazysublimeengineer]

The fandom makes me livid.

They be complaining about Shidou getting 160 million bid when he's the only "player" who made a fantastic goal and chemical reaction with Charles even if Kaiser, Rin and Isagi are present on the match 🙄

But they be cheering next chapter if Nagi's bid will shoot up at a hundred fucking million because he stops being a lazy bum and Reo passes to him. Ugh.

THEN THEY BE SAYING HOW CHIGIRI IS FUCKING USELESS IN MANSHINE LIKE HE'S THE ONLY STRIKER OF MANSHINE THAT FUCKING SCORES SINCE THEIR LAST MATCH AGAINST PXG WITHOUT RELYING ON REO. TF THESE PEOPLE ARE TALKING ABOUT.

oh so it's bullshit when shidou gets a 60 million yen increase when he gets a single goal.

but when nagi scores inevitably next chapter and gets shot up to 120m from 40m, yeah that makes sense, that's not absolute bullshit.

this fandom.

arbitrary bullshit from you too.

[nmakii]

after all this time, you and i

— for @nanasesgirlfriend. even though you want to, just try to never grow up.

— just the admirations of nanase, a lovesick boy, on his girlfriend’s birthday

sighs… how to write ab nanase…

12:00.

“happy birthday, darlin’!” nanase hugged you from behind, pulling you into his chest as he falls back into your bed. you squeal from the sudden pin down as you squirm in you boyfriend’s grasp.

“eek, niji!” you gasp, all before laughing out loud. “thanks…” you hum, curling to his side and kissing him. he snuggles his head on top of your’s as he pulls out his phone.

you turn your head to see what he could possibly be doing, and you see that he’s opening up his instagram, posting an adorable birthday story filled with pictures of you, as ‘the most beautiful thing’ by bruno major plays. he knows how much you love to be shown off after all.

he posts it, and your phone goes off from his story mention. you look up to him, cheeks flushed, and he grins like a golden retriever. his meaty fingers move to untangle the messy strands of hair caught in your face, and he cheekily moves once again. now with you beneath him, and his face nestled on the nape of your neck, breathing in your scent.

“…i love ya, darlin’…” he murmurs, his head popping up. his eyes gleam, reflecting your appearance, as his pupils dilate at the very sight of you. “i love you too, niji.” you hum back.

you finally manage to claw nanase off of you, and he pouts. but he understands, nonetheless. “i’ll see ya tomorrow. y’should get some sleep, ho‘kay? i bet my girl’s gonna get swarmed tomorrow!” he jokingly boasts, skipping over his syllables. you frown, eyebrows creasing from disappointment. “you’re not sleeping over? why not? it’s my birthday, niji…” you whine, using the tone you know makes him give you what you want.

and it works; your tone makes his heart break, he wants to just forget what he was gonna do and sleep over instead. but, he’s gotta! it’s for your surprise! he mentally reinforces himself as he prepares to say the one word that he hates saying to you.

“…no, i can’t..! i’m sorry, baby!” he apologizes. he’s weak when it comes to you. he’s really never said no to you before. “just wait ‘til tomorrow, darlin’! i got a surprise for ya! i promise i’ll be there when ya wake up!” he compromises, his sweet smile enough to rid you of your disappointment.

“hmm… ho’kay, if you say so…” you shrug, “you should get home then. it’s dangerous to walk home at midnight, y’know?”

at your warning, nanase nods. “yep! i know! but, i can handle myself, don’tcha even worry, baby!” he gives you a final goodbye kiss.

you frown as he starts to move off of you. “alright, i’ll see you tomorrow, niji… i love yaaa….” and he stands up, leaving you alone in your bed. “i’ll text ya when i get home. i love ya too!” he waves goodbye before finally leaving your house.

you look out your window, and see him walk to his house, which is quite literally, just across from you’s. you see him standing on the grass, taking out his phone. and, you receive a notification from nanase.

niji 💗: im home!!!! ill see u tomorrow ily 😣

you laugh at the notification and text back.

hehehe i see u rn. ilyt 💗

at your text, nanase looks at your house accusingly, looking up to what he estimated to be your bedroom window, and waves hello, hoping you see him. and though he can’t see it, you wave back.

after making sure he makes it into his house, you fall back into bed, excited for tomorrow and for what surprise your boyfriend may have planned for you. your excitement is so evident, that you just pass out on your bed. you don’t even realize you’ve fallen asleep.

it isn’t until you wake up that you’ve realized. nanase’s face hovering your’s, and everything. “mornin’ darlin’! time to wake up!” and, you’re more than startled when you wake up.

“niji..?!” you yell out, almost accidentally punching him. thank the heavens that you didn’t. your heart rate spikes up, before slowly crawling it’s way down. and, as you finally process everything, you check the time.

11:30.

you sit up, and notice a large box sitting on the floor beside your bed. “what’s that?” you ask him, pointing to the large box. “oh, this? this is yer surprise!” he proudly boasts, picking it up and placing it in your lap. “open it, why don’tcha?!” he excitedly encourages, his blunt fingernails tapping on the cardboard box.

you do as instructed, and open to see a beautifully decorated cake. frosted in a baby shade of your favorite color, the edges are piped with white frosting using an open star piping tip— white, purple, and pink iridescent beaded sprinkles cover the top, and a hastily written “happy birthday, princess” fills the empty space.

you frown with endearment and sincere gratitude, as you try to hold back the tears in your eyes. and, you can feel your heart ‘flutter’ at his actions, as he’d say it. nanase notices your expression, and frowns. “wh…what? ya don’t like it..?”

“no, no..! i love it! it’s perfect!” you quickly move to correct him. and nanase smiles, relieved that you love it. “whew! i took a train allllll the way to kyoto, so that hiori could’a helped me out! i’m glad you like it!”

huh. so, that’s why he was gone without notice after school two days ago.

you laugh at his silliness, and kiss him. “thank you, niji… you don’t have an idea how much this means to me…” you hum against his lips. his eyebrows raise in interest, and he responds, “uh-huh? you’ve got no idea how much you mean to me, darlin’…”

, and your heart sky rockets.

into the moon. you can’t believe how unbelievably lucky you got to meet nanase, much less date him.

both of your hands move to the sides of his face, and pull him in for a kiss, careful not to ruin the cake sitting on your lap. he gratefully accepts the kiss, and returns it in full.

when you finally pull away, your forehead rests on his, covered by his headband. “i love you.” you mutter against his lips. but those three words hold so much more than just their definitions— they carry words of gratitude for always staying by your side, apologies for when you were too much and over-emotional, words of longing to express how you want to stay with him forever; all of it.

“i love ya too, dear.” he smiles back. this was what you loved about nanase.

no matter what would happen, you knew he’d always come through for you.

[hunieday]

9th Anniversary story - Chapter 5 : Thank you for the gift!

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Reporter: The final test is the vaulting box!

Reporter: This test requires coordination, explosive strength, flexibility, stamina, timing, and speed...

Reporter: You need a well-balanced sense of gymnastics!

Reporter: There are a total of 18 levels in the vaulting box. The highest level is over two meters tall.

Nikaido Yamato: Over two meters!? No way, that’s impossible. You need CGI or something to make it look doable.

Momo: You never know, it might be! Everyone, do you best and be careful not to get hurt!

Osaka Sougo: That’s right!

Reporter: Now, let’s start from level 8!

Reporter: Ready, start!

Inumaru Touma: …Ahh! My right foot got caught…!

Yaotome Gaku: Nice fight, Inumaru!

Inumaru Touma: Thanks! So there are only three people left now.

Natsume Minami: You can tell who’s gonna end up at the top when doing vaulting boxes since they’re going at it by level.

Isumi Haruka: Go for it, Tora! Show them what a drama stuntman can do!

Mido Torao: Yeah!

Isumi Haruka: He actually responded.

Inumaru Touma: I bet he’s so nervous he didn’t even hear you.

Natsume Minami: If you make it, you better treat us!

Mido Torao: Got it!

Isumi Haruka: He actually agreed.

Inumaru Touma: Nice.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Do your best Nagicchi! Don’t lose!

Rokuya Nagi: Fufufu… Yes! I’ll show them what I’m made of!

Nanase Riku: Nagi, you’re really good at vaulting! Keep going…!

Izumi Iori: Is it really okay for a prince to be jumping over a two meters box?

Izumi Mitsuki: Get their ass, Nagi!

Nikaido Yamato: Don’t lose to Mido and Tsunashi-san!

Kujo Tenn: Ryuu, you got this! I know you can do it!

Yaotome Gaku: Do your best! And don’t get hurt!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I will! Root for me!

Momo: Since it’s easy to see who’s left, they’re turning this into a cheering match! I wish I survived this long to be cheered on too!!

Yuki: I dropped out at level 13, so I’ve been cheering for you this whole time.

Nikaido Yamato: What level are they at now?

Izumi Mitsuki: They just cleared level 17, and now they’re challenging level 18! Do your best, you three…!

Mido Torao: Yes!

Rokuya Nagi: YES!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I’m going for it!

Reporter: Now, take your positions! Ready, start!

Mido Torao: …! I did it!

Reporter: 1st place! Mido Torao-san! Cleared level 18!

Isumi Haruka: He did it!

Inumaru Touma: Amazing!

Natsume Minami: Congratulations!

Reporter: Tied for 2nd place! Rokuya Nagi-san and Tsunashi Ryuunosuke-san!

Rokuya Nagi: OH… How unfortunate.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Ahh, that was so close. Torao-kun really has control over his body thanks to his stunt work.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: But we put up a good fight, right Nagi-kun?

Rokuya Nagi: We did. Congratulations, Mido-shi.

Mido Torao: Thanks!

Reporter: Mido-san, what’s your secret to winning the vaulting box event!?

Mido Torao: Ummm… thanks to my members’ support.

Natsume Minami, Isumi Haruka & Inumaru Touma: Yaaaay!

Natsume Minami: Not that he could hear us, though.

Reporter: With that, the physical ability test is complete! We will now divide you into two teams based on your results.

Reporter: While we finalize distributing the teams, please enjoy some refreshments!

Nanase Riku: Red and White teams, huh? I wonder how we’ll be divided!

Inumaru Touma: We’re usually in separate groups, so it would be awesome if we could be in the same team, Riku.

Nanase Riku: Yes!

Yuki: I’m always with Momo, so I hope we’re in the same team again.

Momo: I don’t care either way! Ahh, finally, I got my hands on my favorite person’s physical fitness data… I’m over the moon…

Yuki: Thanks. All that running around was worth it if you’re happy.

Momo: These numbers are so adorable. I’ll use them as my phone passcode…

Yaotome Gaku: Since we’re already here, I actually hope I’m on a different team from Ryuu. I wanna go all out against him.

Kujo Tenn: I get that. I wanna be completely overwhelmed by his power.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: You two are still at it huh? I wish you’d say you wanted to be on the same team as me…

Kujo Tenn: This is a rare opportunity…

Yaotome Gaku: It sure is.

Isumi Haruka: Different teams, huh…

Natsume Minami: I don’t mind either way, but…

Mido Torao: I guess we’ll be on separate teams…

Reporter: Thank you for waiting! The teams have been decided!

Nikaido Yamato: Whoa, that was fast.

Izumi Mitsuki: This is exciting!

Reporter: I’m gonna announce them now! Please respond when I call your name!

Reporter: Red Team!

Reporter: Izumi Iori-san!

Izumi Iori: Yes.

Reporter: Osaka Sougo-san!

Ousaka Sougo: Yes.

Reporter: Nanase Riku-san!

Nanase Riku: Yes!

Reporter: Kujo Tenn-san!

Kujo Ten: Yes.

Reporter: Tsunashi Ryuunosuke-san!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Yes!

Reporter: Momo-san!

Momo: Heeere~!

Reporter: Isumi Haruka-san!

Haruka Isumi: Y-yes!

Reporter: Inumaru Touma-san!

Inumaru Touma: Yes!

Reporter: That concludes the 8 members of the Red Team!

Reporter: Next, I will call out the White Team members!

Reporter: Nikaido Yamato-san!

Nikaido Yamato: Ah, yes.

Reporter: Izumi Mitsuki-san!

Izumi Mitsuki: Yes!

Reporter: Yotsuba Tamaki-san!

Yotsuba Tamaki: ‘Sup!

Reporter: Rokuya Nagi-san!

Rokuya Nagi: YES!

Reporter: Yaotome Gaku-san!

Yaotome Gaku: Yeah!

Reporter: Yuki-san!

Yuki: Yes!

Reporter: Natsume Minami-san!

Natsume Minami: Yes.

Reporter: Mido Torao-san!

Mido Torao: Yes.

Reporter: That concludes the 8 members of the White Team!

Inumaru Touma: So that’s how they split us up!

Natsume Minami: ŹOOḼ ended up being divided into the vocal group and performance group.

Nanase Riku: Te… Kujo-san and Touma-san are with me! So are Sougo-san, Tsunashi-san, Momo-san and Haruka-kun!

Izumi Iori: This is gonna be the Nanase-san pampering group, isn’t it…

Nanase Riku: Iori, we’re on the same team too! Let’s do our best!

Izumi Iori: Well, yes.

Izumi Mitsuki: That makes us rivals, Iori!

Izumi Iori: I… suppose so.

Izumi Mitsuki: Come at me with all you’ve got!

Izumi Iori: Of course.

Reporter: You’ll be competing as the Red and White teams during the actual event!

Reporter: You might feel a bit odd since you'll be teaming up with members outside your usual groups.

Reporter: So, to help you build teamwork, we’ve prepared these envelopes!

Reporter: Red Team, this envelope is for you!

Momo: What’s this?

Reporter: White Team, here’s your envelope!

Yaotome Gaku: Thank you. Can we open it now?

Reporter: Go ahead, yeah!

Nanase Riku: What’s inside?

Momo: Let’s see… a gift card for yakiniku! (Grilled meat)

Inumaru Touma: Yakiniku! Awesome!!

Yaotome Gaku: We got a gift card for sukiyaki. (Hot pot)

Yotsuba Tamaki: Sukiyaki!

Nikaido Yamato: Nice, awesome! Let’s eat sukiyaki and improve our teamwork!

Reporter: You all must be hungry after all these physical tests, so go enjoy some delicious food as you improve your bond!

Haruka Isumi: Yay! Yakiniku! Izumi, let’s see who can eat more!

Izumi Iori: You’re challenging the wrong person.

Haruka Isumi: I know, but Yotsuba’s not with us so I have to challenge you instead!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I’ll take you on. I’m confident I can win.

Haruka Isumi: Oh shit… you seem really strong…

Momo: Momo-chan loves meat too! so I’m confident!

Inumaru Touma: Me too! Sougo, you don’t eat much, so don’t push yourself.

Osaka Sougo: Thank you, you’re very kind.

Kujo Tenn: The Red team fosters a lot of kind-hearted people.

Izumi Iori: Please exclude me from that. I’m supposed to be the cool one.

Nanase Riku: But Iori’s kind too! Everyone’s so nice~! I’m really looking forward to the yakiniku!

Yuki: Sukiyaki, huh… I’m not really a fan…

Nikaido Yamato: I figured. I’ll take the meat. I’ll swish some greens in the broth for you.

Natsume Minami: Rokuya-san, do you like sukiyaki?

Rokuya Nagi: I love it! Sukiyaki is the OG Japanese dish!

Rokuya Nagi: But the raw egg is a bit… I can’t help but wonder. Were there no other options…?

Natsume Minami: Do you want a substitute for raw egg? How about custard cream or something?

Mido Torao: That sounds absolutely disgusting… Also, how exactly does eating sukiyaki build teamwork?

Yotsuba Tamaki: You know. There’s always someone in charge of the pot.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ah, I see. I’m usually the one in charge so maybe I should leave it to someone else this time.

Izumi Mitsuki: You gotta communicate, right?

Mido Torao: I’d rather have someone who knows what he’s doing take over…

Nikaido Yamato: If Mitsu doesn’t do it, who will?

Yaotome Gaku: If you’ll allow me to take the lead, I’ll take it.

Nikaido Yamato: "Take the lead”? Do you really need to make sukiyaki sound so cool?

Yaotome Gaku: You thought that was cool?

Yuki: I’ll take charge of the pot then. I won’t be eating the meat, so I’ll be free.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Then I’ll take charge of the eating!

Natsume Minami: I’d also like to take charge of the eating.

Mido Torao: Same here, for the most part…

Rokuya Nagi: Of course, I would like everything around me to be taken care of as well.

Nikaido Yamato: I see. The white team is severely deficient in reliable people.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Well yeah, Rikkun took most of them.

Rokuya Nagi: Riku’s luck really shines in moments like these.

Takanashi Tsumugi: And so, they built their teamwork through yakiniku and sukiyaki…

Momo: Riku, the meat’s ready.

Nanase Riku: Yaaaay!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Riku-kun, this one looks tasty too.

Nanase Riku: Awesome!

Inumaru Touma: Riku, want me to peel your shrimp for you?

Kujo Tenn: Here you go, the corn is grilled just right.

Osaka Sougo: Riku-kun, do you want a new drink? I got apple juice.

Haruka Isumi: Nanase-san, do you wanna try a little kinako ice cream?

Izumi Iori: You’re all spoiling him too much!!

Yaotome Gaku: Alright. I’ll take the lead.

Yuki: I’ll manage the pot.

Izumi Mitsuki: I should just step back and just observe.

Yotsuba Tamaki: I’m taking the extra meat!

Nikaido Yamato: Onii-san’s eating too!

Natsume Minami: I will take some too.

Rokuya Nagi: I don’t need a large portion, but I’d like a beautifully marbled cut with a good balance of meat and fat.

Mido Torao: Got any Matsuzaka or Tajima beef? (1)

Takanashi Tsumugi: And so, the day of the Idol Sports Festival arrived.

To be continued…

Matsuzaka beef & Tajima beef are two expensive, high-end cuts of wagyu beef.

[seivsite]

includes: various!bllk boys x gn!reader. how would bllk boys react to you ignoring them for hsr men? open to your own interpretation — wc: 467

Hoyoverse has finally released their new game, Honkai Star Rail. You’ve been eagerly awaiting this moment for the past two years. You’ve fallen in love with the male characters in the game because they’re hot. It’s as simple as that, really. It seems like you’ve been playing the game for far too long, and your boyfriend is needy for your attention.

“Damn, he’s so attractive! I can’t believe a man from a game could be this pretty!” you exclaimed, turning back to see your boyfriend’s curious and amused expression.

He couldn’t help but frown before pulling you off the chair and rushing you to your shared bed. He pinned you onto the bed and kissed your lips.

“I’m way better than him,” he pouted, looking down at your prone form, your face flushed with red, and avoiding his gaze. “Plus, I’m real and can give you every ounce of my love and affection,” he stated, kissing down your neck before finally lying beside you, guiding your body towards him and holding you tight, refusing to let you go.

“Okay, I get it!” you struggled in his grasp, but he wouldn't release you. “Hmm? Then why don’t you show me, angel?” he teased. You could only blush and stutter in response before he leaned in to kiss you and showered you with all the love that those stupid game characters can’t give you.

ISAGI, NAGI, HIORI, BACHIRA, CHIGIRI, RIN, (PRE WILDCARD) KUNIGAMI, REO, ARYU

“Pfft, that's funny, sweetheart. I don’t remember being in a video game,” he chimed in, leaning over your seated form to see your PC screen.

As he saw the characters, he said arrogantly, “Really? Did you forget that you have me? I’m way more attractive than him. Who can actually satisfy your affection needs? Unlike him, I could make love with you—” He was cut off by your hand covering his mouth.

“Okay, no more of that, please!” you shyly said in a slightly loud voice. “Are you shy, sweetheart? You weren’t so shy last night,” he continued teasingly before being smacked on the head.

KAISER, OTOYA, KARASU, AIKU, YUKIMIYA, (WILDCARD) KUNIGAMI, SAE, BAROU, SHIDOU

“Am I not enough for you, honey?” he asked, giving you sad puppy eyes because some video game characters had captured your attention more than him.

“What? Noo, you’re the love of my life! I’d never trade you for the world!” you replied, noticing his puppy eyes and feeling apologetic.

“I’m sorry, babe. I love you more, okay? Please don't be sad,” you said, pulling him into a hug as he nestled into your neck. “Give me hugs and kisses, and I’ll consider your apology,” he grumbled, and you immediately showered him with all your love for the remainder of the day.

KURONA, NIKO, NANASE, NESS, TOKIMITSU

NOTES. u can imagine your faves if they aren’t listed, i tried to add every single character i remembered at the top of my head. could be ooc for some characters doe.

TAG LIST. @rintosei @m8bius @yanqingisim

LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED! ‹3

[miyamiwu]

*quietly pushes my service top!Nanase agenda

But seriously, Nanase looks so intense in this match.

[cheqorb]

Destined for Each Other.

Being the ever productive human you are, you download a cringey love calculator app for fun.

FEAT. Blue Lock ensemble

NOTES. wEorst feeling is when you want to write but can’t be bothered to, this has been sitting in my drafts for a HOT minute. small drabble before i die of heatstroke, enjoy

You’re lounging on your couch, aimlessly scrolling through your phone when you stumble upon the greatest app you’ve ever seen. Like, this must’ve been the reason why the internet was created. Your entire life was for this one thing. The name alone, Love-o-meter 2000, sounds like it was invented by a 13 year old writing fanfiction for the first time.

But hey, you’re bored and there’s something about the heart emojis, pink sparkles and the promise of ‘definitive proof of true love’ that speaks to you on a personal level. Maybe this is why people think you’re an easy target for scammers.

You download it — disregarding basic internet safety 101 of not downloading shit from suspicious websites — and the app’s interface is exactly what you’d expect: glittery, over the top with a soundtrack of what can only be described as weirdly romantic elevator music. Okay, so, enter your and your darling’s name and the Love-o-meter will calculate your love score (and possibly decide the fate of your relationship).

Pure, unadulterated pseudoscience.

It’s perfect, it’s everything you’ve ever wanted and it’s definitely not bordering on insanity.

You send a quick text to your beloved partner who’s literally just in the other room informing them of your very smart decision. The message is ambiguous, designed to intrigue or confuse them as the evil mastermind you are. “Going to a fortune teller to see if we’re destined to be together. Let you know how it goes xx.”

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Rolling their eyes and sighing like the single mothers they are. Just what the hell have you got planned this time? They’ve been a victim of your schemes for the past few (what feels like) decades you’ve been together and are skeptical any time you message them out of the blue. Do they really want to know? Absolutely not and they refuse to engage in whatever witchcraft you’re trying to achieve.

Option one, they leave you on read.

Option two, they send a text with "Whatever you say, babe" for their own safety.

Rin, Sae, Post WC! Kunigami, Kaiser

Chigiri, Barou, Karasu, Raichi

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Confusion flickers across their face as they stare at the text for a minute. They debate on sending a message asking what you even mean by that, but delete it at the last second. Is it worth the risk? No. So they opt for the safe, more loving response because they adore you enough to deal with all this. Ignoring the fact that you’re both at home, they text back, "Oh okay, you have fun with that. Love you :)"

Be careful with some of these people though; if their overthinking habits kick in, they’ll start to panic over if you’re (hypothetically) unhappy with the relationship.

Isagi, Pre-WC! Kunigami, Hiori, Nanase, Kurona, Niko

Reo, Ness, Tokimitsu

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Immediately curious when they see the message and out of excitement, rush over to the room you’re in. They plop themselves down beside you, squishing their body against yours whilst peering over your shoulder to look at your phone. You can’t just say something like that and expect them not to want in on it! The pair of you are like kids at a sleepover for the first time with no adult supervision.

"If it doesn’t show up with 100%, this app is a scam and we refuse to listen to its lies, okay?" they add on, because as much as believing in this type of nonsense is fun; they don’t really feel like losing their partner today.

Bachira, Shidou, Aryu, Lorenzo, Charles

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At a loss on what to do and (whether out of general inexperience with these types of things or sheer laziness) send a lacklustre "k" before putting their phone down to finish something else. Well, if it predicts something really awful, then they’ll…figure it out when the time comes. With you helping, of course.

Nagi, Gagamaru, Otoya

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You type in your name first then pause to think (unheard of). Do you use their full name or some obscure nickname you gave them that one night which somehow stuck? Like, would it mess up the results? If you’re truly meant for each other, it shouldn’t matter. “Eh, better play it safe. Full name it is.”

You hit the heart-shaped submit button and wait eagerly. The screen flashes and you got…

Almost dropping your phone, you audibly gasp as you stare at the percentage. Four percent?! Okay, you might disagree with each other on some things but certainly not so much to be described as ‘Completely Incompatible’!

Obviously, you’re flabbergasted and the stupid thing has the audacity to play sad trombone music as you read through the description.

“You should think over this relationship a bit more. Maybe you didn’t notice the signs that were there through your rose-coloured glasses, but don’t give up on love entirely, there are plenty of fish in the sea!”

You have to stop yourself from shedding a tear and how on earth could you confess this to your beloved? They may not have taken you seriously the first time but suddenly texting them (or saying), “Yeah, this isn’t going to work between us </3 I’m sorry…” is sure to give them a scare. Cue them immediately responding and asking questions. Do you not love them anymore? Is it something they did?

…did you seriously go to a fortune teller?

Feeling kinda guilty for worrying them, you then send them a screenshot of the result/show them on your phone in person.

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More annoyed at you if anything, don’t scare them like that again. Especially not over a result of a game, and they tell you as much. Some of them are actually a little bitter over it though, because, who does this app think it is? You are soulmates and even if you’re annoying sometimes (most of the time), you’re still theirs.

Post WC! Kunigami, Barou, Raichi, Rin, Sae, Karasu, Kaiser

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Laugh it off but secretly thanking whatever gods blessed them because those few minutes of silence, just blankly looking at your text message were possibly the worst minutes they’ve ever been through. Genuinely had to get up and go to you in person to see if this was another one of your jokes or if you were being serious — with you, it’s hard to tell.

Isagi, Reo, Hiori, Nanase, Kurona, Niko, Lorenzo, Otoya

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Cry, chuck their phone to the floor, and basically slam the door open to see you. Tears are streaming down their face before they even say a word. You’re not leaving right? Don’t you love them? Please don’t end everything here…Oh it’s just an app?

Still, they’re not forgiving you (lie) for that stunt unless you reassure them that you love them and would never leave them.

Ness, Tokimitsu

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Gasp, out of shock more than anything. Most of them are the ones who came to you in the beginning — meaning they know exactly what you were doing — but it doesn’t matter to them. Disregarding what they said before, they take full offence to the result. They’re already prepared to leave 156 bad reviews on it just for this act of treason. Or they just get pouty for a bit until you comfort them.

Bachira, Shidou, Aryu, Charles

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Didn’t get what you were trying to do to begin with, and maybe still don’t, but they’re glad you’re not actually breaking up with them! It’s barely noticeable unless you watch them like a hawk, but they make the effort to spend more time with you afterwards. They’re not too sure why themselves, thinking it just feels right.

Nagi, Gagamaru

[gisele0127]

Blue locks favorite cuddling positions!

notes: going thru a little writers block. I need more ideas😅

Big spoon

They love holding you close. They also love placing little kisses on your neck and smelling the shampoo from your hair. They find this position very therapeutic.

Chigiri, Sae, reo, kaiser, Karasu

Little spoon

They are not ashamed of loving being the little spoon. They are proud of it :) They love feeling your arms around them because it makes them feel safe and comforted.

Bachira, Kurona, nanase

Him laying on top and suffocating you

He loves messing around with you and playfully knocking the air out of you by jumping onto you. Or when they’re really exhausted from practice and they find you sitting on the couch, they just get on top of you.

SHIDOU, bachira, nagi, Gagamaru

You laying on his chest

You love hearing his heartbeat. They find this position to be very intimate so consider yourself lucky! If they are more muscular then they obvi want you to feel their muscles. He loves playing with your hair and caressing your cheek! (They’re so babygirl)

KUNIGAMI, hiori, rin, aryu, Yukimiya

Doesn’t care as long as cuddling with you!

He doesn’t care what position you guys are in as long as he’s touching you! He wants you to feel comfortable, he doesn’t care if he’s not as long as you’re happy. He loves you so much.

Isagi, Niko, ZANTETSU, tokimitsu