#yoichi isagi

[bachissidehoe]

Cute Isagi Yoichi, who calls you sweet names and rubs your back so softly, he just loves to see your face turn down in an ever so slight blush, your lips glistening pink and your eyes sparkling with the memory of his compliments.

“there’s my good girl”

“my perfect angel”

“pretty little sweetheart”

And those sweet names don’t dissipate even when your face is buried deep in his mattress- despite his relentless thrusts and his hands squeezing deep purple bruises into your hips and ass. God he loves how you cry out his name, how your fingers turn white from gripping the sheets so hard, how your thighs tremble under the weight of his thick cock and unforgiving hands.

“fuck, pretty girl”

He loves when you beg- though you don’t know if you’re begging for him to stop or to continue- but your sputtered whimpers make such a beautiful song. Those sweet names are just a sultry venom now, a reminder of how little remorse he feels for your shaking legs, your chattering teeth, the bruises and bites riddling your body with holes.

“angel, you love it. beautiful princess, look at you”

It doesn’t matter how Isagi Yoichi taunts you with such pretty words, your body still crumbles over and over again, tipping over yet another mountain’s edge you hadn’t realized was there.

[kxsagi]

waiitttt imagine going panty shopping w the bllk boys 🤭🤭 do you think they'd be shy ?? lolll

“𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚’𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭”

a/n: okay so i made this a little bit more of them like shopping in victoria’s secret for the first time since you’re their first and only gf (headcanon edition) + they pay for everything

i am literally OBSESSED with that store, at the mall, i can barely hold myself back from going in there and coming out with the cute pink striped shopping bag omg my bank account 💔

ft. isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, chigiri hyoma, shidou ryusei, kaiser michael, karasu tabito, itoshi sae

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 - “𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬”

walking into the store, he’s confident, cool, and calm, until he spots the rows of lacy lingerie and cutesy sets. his face immediately turns bright red, and it’s like someone hit the pause button on his entire personality.

for the rest of the trip, he awkwardly stares at the ceiling, suddenly fascinated by the decorative lights or the patterns in the floor tiles, anything to avoid looking at the lacy wonders around him. the moment you hold up something a little suggestive and ask, “what do you think, love?” he’s already looking anywhere but at you.

inside, he’s probably dying from the sheer embarrassment, but he keeps trying to act like this is completely normal, which only makes the whole thing more adorable. 

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒: “𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬?!”

you know he’s out of his depth when he stares at the wall of bras like it’s a puzzle he’s been trying to solve for years.

“wait, there’s a difference between balconette, demi, and full coverage?!” he whispers to you, clearly panicking at the sheer variety of options. he’s desperately trying to keep up with all the terminology, but it’s all too much.

at this point, he’s holding one bra like he’s trying to figure out the meaning of life. you can’t help but laugh at how lost he looks, but you’re also secretly proud of him for wanting to learn, even if he’s completely confused.

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 - “𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐭”

he walks in and immediately takes control of the situation by grabbing every single piece you hand him. you’re planning on picking out a few things, but he’s already holding onto three bags before you’ve even made it past the first section.

when you tease him about it, he just shrugs it off with a smile like, "i’ve got it, angel. i’m your personal shopper today." you have to admit, it’s kind of adorable how he’s fully committed to the cause, even if he’s holding onto a bunch of pink totes and looking a little silly.

the best part? he insists on carrying everything for you, even if you don’t need the help. he’s happy to be there, even if it means looking like a fashion-forward mule with a ton of shopping bags hanging off his arms. 

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒: “𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝”

the best part? after checking out, he’s walking through the mall with a proud grin on his face, holding that pink victoria’s secret bag like it’s a badge of honor.

he’s lowkey hoping someone will ask what he bought just so he can proudly say, “i went shopping for lingerie with my girlfriend,” with a completely unapologetic smile.

at this point, he’s way too happy about the experience, walking a little taller, chest puffed out, and feeling like he’s just won boyfriend of the year. you can tell by the way he’s grinning that he’ll remember this trip as a highlight of your relationship.

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐢𝐧 - “𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜”

the first few minutes are easy: he's walking around like a chill boyfriend, checking out some of the bras on the wall, pretending he’s seen it all before. but the minute you turn a corner and step into the section with more daring pieces, like the push-up bras or the sheer lace sets, his entire demeanor shifts.

he tries to act casual and aloof, his hands in his pockets, trying to act like he’s totally unfazed by all the… suggestive material surrounding him. but his eyes? his eyes are darting around like he's trying not to be caught sneaking a peek at the more revealing items.

he even tries to start up a casual conversation with you about something completely unrelated, like “did you hear of that new horror movie that just released?” just to avoid the possibility of you catching him staring a little too long at a satin thong. 

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐚 - “𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞”

once he realizes how much fun he’s actually having, he falls into consultant mode. you're holding up a few items, and suddenly, he’s transformed into the perfect mix of fashion expert and personal cheerleader.

“hmm, the lace on this one is nice, but i think this other one is more you,” he says, pointing to another set with a thoughtful look. “you should definitely try this one on.”

he’s genuinely focused, comparing different cuts, colors, and fabrics like he’s running an intimate fashion show in his head. you can't help but laugh because you weren’t expecting him to take this so seriously. but he loves seeing you happy, and if giving his fashion opinion means you walk out with a set you adore, then he’s in it to win it.

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢 - “𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐧”

at some point, he starts to enjoy himself. you might be the one shopping for lingerie, but now he’s fully invested in your shopping experience.

suddenly, he’s holding up all sorts of things with exaggerated flair, like an over-the-top stylist. “you should totally get this satin robe. imagine how gorgeous you’d look in it,” he says with a playful grin, picturing you in it already.

he's not even pretending to be disinterested anymore, he's genuinely enjoying picking out things with you, helping you mix and match, and giving you encouraging compliments as you try on outfits.

𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 - “𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞”

after a few minutes of nervousness, he gets comfortable in the store and flips into playful mode. you’re picking out a few things, and he spots a push-up bra on a nearby shelf. with a mischievous smirk, he picks it up, walks over to you, and holds it up to your chest with a teasing grin.

“you don’t even need these, schatz,” he says, grinning like a little devil, and before you can even respond, he’s mockingly cupping your chest as if to make a point.

you swat him away in embarrassment, but he just laughs at how flustered you’re getting. you can’t help but smile too, because underneath all his teasing, there’s that glint in his eyes that shows just how much he loves making you laugh.

𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐨 - “𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐦”

just when you think things are going smoothly, a sales associate approaches to offer help. your boyfriend, now standing a bit too close to the lacy underwear section, freezes like a deer caught in headlights.

the associate turns to him with a smile and asks, “can i help you find anything, sir?” and without missing a beat, he awkwardly stutters, “oh, uh, no, i’m just… here,” his voice trailing off.

he then tries to backpedal without looking too suspicious, but ends up bumping into a table of thongs, knocking over a display in a clumsy panic, which only makes him blush harder. it’s as if the universe is conspiring against him. 

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐞 - “𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭”

you’re looking through a few brilliantly colored lace sets when he casually picks up a random pair of lacy panties. he looks at them for a moment, clearly thinking, “maybe this would look nice on her.” but then, he suddenly realizes he’s holding them up like a creep.

his eyes widen in absolute horror, and he practically flings them back onto the table, face bright red. he looks around quickly to see if anyone saw his embarrassing slip-up, only to find you watching with a small smirk.

“did you just...?” you tease, and he looks so mortified that it’s almost too cute. but hey, it’s still adorable how flustered he gets, even though he’s just trying to be sweet. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[airybcby]

જ⁀♡⊹｡° i bless the rain down in africa

( bllk boys x gn! reader )

♡ a/n — thinking abt going to a drive through safari with the bllk boys

♡ word count — 913

♡ content — sae itoshi x reader, shidou ryusei x reader, isagi yoichi x reader, yukimiya kenyu x reader, drive through safari, nickname 'babe' used (shidou), nickname 'my love' used (yukimiya), probably ooc, yuki's is short bc i ran out of brain power, not proofread.

♡ synopsis — bllk boys ( sae, shidou, isagi, and yukimiya) at a drive through safari with you :)

☾⋆⁺₊✧ sae itoshi

like the responsible ( and sensible ) person he is, he read the instructions that were on the infographic given to you two before he started driving through this 'safari' you so badly wanted to go to.

while you...well you threw it on the ground and grabbed two bags of feed so the two of you could feed the animals!

which is how you ended up in this position- a zebra head sticking through your window reaching for more food while you finally read the information,

"oh my god! sae! don't feed the zebras!!"

he wasn't. actually he wasn't feeding any animals- his window rolled up and the other bag of food in your lap.

or it was.

until the zebra reached in and grabbed the edge of the paper bag- making you scream in fear.

"sae-"

"you're gonna break my seatbelt." he said, face dead serious as he looked at you.

AS IF YOU CARED ABOUT A SEATBELT! THIS ZEBRA WAS ABOUT TO EAT YOU!

"pleasepleasepleaseplease don't-" you cried, squeezing your eyes shut as the zebra ripped the bag out of the window- making feed fly everywhere in the car.

you opened one of your eyes while your hand hastily reached to roll up your window, "i'm sorry-"

"you're cleaning it."

yeah, safe to say that you and sae weren't the biggest fans of the drive through safari.

☾⋆⁺₊✧ shidou ryusei

this was his idea. he showed you a video and decided that his day off after a hard game was the perfect day to go see all these animals and feed them!

and unfortunately for you, with a boyfriend like shidou- it's impossible to not have every small thing you two do together turns into a near death expierience.

like right now-

you were screaming, "oh my god! oh my god! let it go! roll up the window!" why, you ask?

because shidou had one arm wrapped on an ostrich while 3 other ostriches were trying to shove their heads into the car- all while shidou laughed and encouraged them with handfuls of feed.

"aw, why babe? we're friends can't cha see?" you'd always been your boyfriends biggest defender and supporter- always having a comeback for anytime someone said he was insane.

but now you were starting to understand why they would say that.

"ryu- JESUS!" you curled up in a ball in your seat, the terrifying bird using its long neck to try and grab the bag of feed that was in your hands. "just take it!!" you huffed, throwing the feed towards shidou...

which, thinking back on it- wasn't smart.

the ostriches began pecking at him- his hair, his shirt, his arms- not that they were purposefully trying to hurt him- no they just wanted the food!

and while you were freaking out, he was laughing in excitement, "see babe? i told you we were friends!"

yeah, your boyfriend is insane.

☾⋆⁺₊✧ isagi yoichi

you two decided that this would be a cute date idea! you, your loving boyfriend, and some cute animals? what could go wrong?

everything, actually.

you and isagi were both backed up against the center console- shoulders touching as the two of you screamed.

"isagi! make them leave!!"

"me? you do it!"

what you were so afraid of?

camels.

their freaky disgusting spit dripping into the car is what had you scared as you all but threw the feed at them- but in isagi's attempt to seem like a big and brave man- he hand fed one!

and it hadn't let go of his hand yet- licking all over and chasing his hand inside the window when he tried to pull away.

"they like you! get out and be with them!" you hit his shoulder, letting out a shrill cry when the camel by your window yawned- the animals stinky breath hitting you in the face.

"isagi yoichi if you don't get out i swear to god!"

and it was an accident- it really was- but isagi's foot slammed on the gas. not hitting any camels, but giving the both of you a heart attack big enough to make the two of you forget about the camels.

you turned to look at him, with his blue eyes staring back at you before he busted out laughing, you still on the verge of tears.

"that wasn't funny! get out!"

☾⋆⁺₊✧ kenyu yukimiya

it was just supposed to be a cute couples date while you two traveled for one of yukimiya's away games

one simple google search of ' what to do near me' gave you the answer of

' drive through safari '

and who didn't love feeding animals while driving and listening to calming music with the love of your life?

you. actually.

while your gorgeous and calm boyfriend was feeding a llama in his hand while petting its head, you were sobbing as a meaner - according to you - llama was at your window harassing you for food.

"yuki! please heLP-" you screamed- quickly grabbing more food as the llama on your side made a noise that sounded scarily like it was getting its spit ready.

you shakily extended your hand, jumping as the animal hastily started eating out of your hand

"drive kenyu. i'm not joking." you whispered as if you were scared the llama would hear you and commit an act of murder.

"oh, my love, they're sweet. why are you so scared?" he smiled as he cupped another hand of food- giving his charming smile to the llama.

"they only like pretty boys like you!!"

i'm laughing thinking abt this i hope yall like it

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

⋆.˚✮ 2025 ©airybcby ✮˚.⋆

[dollbrbie]

♡ ⸝⸝ YOUR FIRST ARGUMENT

cw. fratboy isagi, a little suggestive at the end

“what the hell was that? you’re really gonna let some random girl touch all up on you like that?”, you ask isagi with an exasperated expression.

you’ve never seen isagi look so submissive, sat on a random bed in someone’s bedroom whilst the blaring noise of the music from downstairs pounded against the walls, his eyes down and his hands in his lap.

“don’t just sit there like a damn dog, say something for yourself.”

he looks up at you, his brows pinched together, “can you stop being so disrespectful? i didn’t know what to do when she sat on me, give me a damn break..”, he defends, muttering the last part.

“isagi, don’t piss me off. you have a girlfriend. you could’ve easily pushed her off, or even just said you have a girlfriend.”, you add, “getting with a friendly guy was such a bad idea.”

“what? what does that mean?”, he frowns.

you huff, rolling your eyes, “i’m just saying, it’s not like it would be weird for a girl to get the wrong idea because of how friendly you are.”

“i’m- i’m not cheating?? i didn’t know what to do when she did that, babe. i felt uncomfortable.”

you sigh, rubbing your face. okay, maybe the alcohol was definitely getting to you both, you never argued.

“okay, i’m sorry.” you reply, “but you get why i’m mad, don’t you?”

“yeah, i do.. and i’m sorry. i don’t wanna argue, baby.”

“neither do i.”

isagi opens his arms a lot, signaling you to come closer and wrapping his arms around you waist as he leans his head against your chest.

playing with his hair, you say, “this isn’t like us.”

“i know.” he looks up, smiling, “should we have sex instead?”

you hold back a smile, slapping his arm gently and eliciting a small laugh from him.

although, it wouldn’t be an awful way to makeup.

© dollbrbie | don’t plagiarise or translate any of my work

[strawberymilkk]

[k-aemi]

ughhh imagine dominating isagi and edging him until he cries and begs for u to stop

isagi yoichi ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ baby please let me—!

smut, edging, use of toys, dub, dom reader, slapping

isagi was really compliant whenever you wanted to try anything new. you wanted to be tied up as he fucked you? got it. you wanted him to wear a collar with a leash attached? hes collared alright. you wanted him to call you a good girl while in bed? hell do it in a heartbeat.

you knew you can tweak it up a bit, not like hell mind because he just loves you s’much <3

"[n-name...] is this really necessary...?" isagi breathes out as you placed the ring on his cock. his cock twitches in place as you gave it a light squeeze. "mhm baby, you dont mind do you?" you kiss his cheek.

he nods, of course he doesnt, hes all yours. if it makes you satisfied hell do it just for you. this is what you loved about isagi most, hes so obedient and loving towards you, you dont think anyone else is such a better fit for you.

"remember, if you can last, you can fuck me 'kay~?" you kiss his pink tip and precum already leaks. the sight leaves you giggling as isagi lets out a mumbled grunt. "alright..." "and if you touch me once, 'm not making you cum for a week." you eyed at him with a stern look.

thatd be hard for isagi...he always loved gripping onto your thighs whenever you guys initiated in any intimacy...he can only nod and you flashed a smile at him.

taking the toy in hand, a translucent fleshlight to be exact. you smirked to yourself and you can see a bead of sweat dripping down isagis forehead.

isagis hands were clasped behind himself in order to resist touching you of any sort. you laid besides him, kissing his forehead and wrapping an arm around his shoulder as you propped the toy up his cock.

"'m putting it in now baby okay?" not even giving him the time to respond or react, you insert the toy in and he moans heavenly. "a-agh fuck baby.." his hands clawed himself from the sudden pleasure as he lets out ragged breaths.

you cooed him, rubbing his shoulder, you started slow...painfully slow. and you can hear the frustration in isagis grunts...thrusting his hip upward for more friction. "ah ah...you cant move too baby." he grumbles and shifted in a more comfortable position.

you laugh softly as you sped up your movements, too fast for isagis liking to be honest. his precum leaking second after second as you hear him struggling, its so cute<3

"ah-fuck fuck...so close baby..." his thighs tense up as they thrust upward. "you coming baby?" you teased and he nods eagerly. his breathing becomes uncontrollable before lifting the toy off his cock. his cock twitches from the lost of touch.

isagi hisses...pearls of sweat dripping down his toned abs. he knew he was going to be in one hell of a night. he huffed before resisting the urge to just want to touch and kiss you right now. how could he not want to touch those plump thighs of yours right now? theyre so squishy

"told you dont move 'ichi. youre not listening to me.." you said in a fake whiney tone. "you really dont wanna cum?" isagi shakes his head. "n-no wanna cum. please. i wont move anymore, just let me please.." he shifts his head to look up at you. your half lidded eyes stare down at him with a grin.

"you gotta be good then." you prop the toy down again, moving up and down at a fast pace, and isagi bites his bottom lip from the pleasure mixed with pain of his hardened cock. he would whine occasionally whenever you suddenly halted your movements. it continued on and on...he doesnt even know how long have you been denying his orgasm.

you can only giggle and continue your movements again only to hear this sudden whimper from him is where you stop your movements. "baby please...no more...hurts..." you can hear a little sniffle emitting from him as you take a look at him. tears peaked from the corner of his eyes and they glistened.

this sight only strived your hunger to continue torturing him further. "aw is ichi crying because he cant cum" you lick the tears that streamed down his cheeks. the salty taste making you lick your lips. he only nods as he tried to push your hand away. you sigh and slap his hand.

"told you not to touch me right?" you said in a stern voice, nibbling his earlobe. "[name] its too much i-i cant-" you grip his cheeks harshly, piercing his eyes with your gaze. "you take what i give you."

the toy comes in contact with his cock again and he squirms under your touch. "baby please stop, too much-" he cries out. he wants to grab hold of something but he knows he cant, youll just punish him.

you stop your movements again. he can only cry and whine. he lets out ragged breaths as drool drips out of his mouth..."baby...no more...please..." he said with heavy breathing in between. "so close baby, you can handle a couple more yeah? besides you broke the rule." you give him a kiss on the cheek, and that broke him.

he came undone on your hand and the toy with a loud grunt. you were silent as he continued to catch up with his breath. the cock ring had heightened his sensitivity and that made his orgasm stronger. his body twitched when he felt your hand slap his cock so suddenly.

"youre a bad boy ichi...g'na have to punish you yeah?"

pls request :> preferably some kaisers or sae ^^ sorry for no post yesterday because was super tired so i will upload two!

[someonedefinitely]

"(Chigiri) He's good. He's fast, tough... And above all, beautiful."

is that your way of coming out of the closet to your boyfriend by making him jealous, kaiser? ._.

[lizbix]

IMAGINE NIGHTWING!ISAGI waiit i might lose my mind

[itoshiabi]

[detherun]

Nagi is my favorite there.

[kxsagi]

hihii can u make bllk characters (rin, sae, isagi + more) with a bratty gf

"𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐠𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬"

a/n: ofccc! to make it funnier, i decided to make it into texts (got some inspo from pinterest) pt. 2 here

i'm honestly not that good at deciding what characters to add so if you ever want to see me do something with a bunch of characters, it helps to name which ones you want to see so i don't disappoint!

i'm also sorry if this is too short, i'll try to make blue lock texts longer next time by setting aside more time

ft. itoshi sae, itoshi rin, isagi yoichi, shidou ryusei

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐞

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐢𝐧

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[airybcby]

જ⁀♡⊹｡° do you think i have forgotten?

( isagi yoichi x fem! reader )

♡ a/n — for my childhood best friends to lovers series (masterlist)

♡ word count — 1.4k

♡ content — isagi yoichi x fem! reader, isagi x reader, soccer player! reader, goalie! reader, goes from ages 3 to the U-20 game, childhood friends to lovers, mentions of suggestive stuff, teasing, i love using isagi's mom saying he used to strip bc he hated the seams on clothes, miscommunication, a fight that really wasn't a fight?, not proofread!

♡ synopsis — isagi yoichi had always been a part of your life- ever since you could remember, how could you ever forget him?

Your families were intertwined long before you and Isagi even existed. Your fathers had been childhood best friends, inseparable through every stage of life—school, marriage, fatherhood. It was only natural that their families would become one large unit, bonded through years of Your childhood was spent in shared homes, side by side at Sunday dinners and Friday movie nights, vacations spent together, and weekends filled with laughter and shared memories.

There wasn’t a single milestone in your life that he wasn’t there for.

You and Isagi were born only weeks apart, and from the moment you could walk, you were side by side. It was never a question of if you would be friends—just when you would realize you were.

It happened when you were three. Sitting cross-legged on the floor of Yoichi’s living room, a cartoon playing on the television, you hummed absentmindedly. Beside you, Yoichi fidgeted with his clothes, pulling at the seams of his pants, scratching at the tag of his shirt. Within moments, the frustration won. His tiny hands gripped his collar, yanking the shirt over his head before doing the same with his pants.

You barely blinked, still humming, still focused on the TV.

That was how your mothers found you—Yoichi nearly naked, you sitting there like it was nothing. Gasps filled the room.

A week-long separation followed. Punishment for something neither of you understood. But for the first time in your life, you felt an emptiness where Yoichi should be. You weren’t allowed to see him, weren’t allowed to talk to him, and it wasn’t until the following Sunday, when your families gathered for dinner, that you truly realized what that loneliness meant.

You spotted him first, standing stiffly in the doorway as if he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to look at you. But the second your eyes met, it was instinct.

You ran toward each other, arms wrapping tight, tears clinging to your lashes. Your parents could only stare.

"Oh wow," one of them murmured. "I guess it is hard to be without each other, huh?"

Neither of you ate much that night—too busy talking, catching up on everything that three-year-olds found important.

That was the first time you learned what loneliness felt like. The first time you realized that life felt wrong without Yoichi beside you.

And it never changed.

Middle school came, and with it, soccer.

For Isagi, it was an obsession, a passion that burned hotter with each game. You weren’t as fixated as he was, but you loved the sport in your own way, thriving in your position as a goalkeeper. While the boys’ team got more attention, you poured yourself into your own matches, proving yourself time and time again as a star player—someone your teammates could rely on.

The both of you grew together—on the field, off the field—always pushing each other.

After practice, it was routine to stay behind, just the two of you on the field, under the golden hues of the setting sun. He would shoot, and you would block, over and over, until the sky darkened and the air cooled. You’d dive, jump, stretch for impossible saves—and you were getting good, reading his movements, predicting his shots.

Until one night, when you got too comfortable.

A second of hesitation. A miscalculated dive.

The ball slammed into your face, the force knocking your head back against the metal goalpost. Stars burst behind your eyelids. The sting spread through your nose, warmth trailing down to your lips.

"Oh my god! I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t even—" Isagi was panicking, rushing to your side. Then he stopped. His eyes widened as he saw your shoulders shaking. "Are you crying? Oh god, I can call my mom—"

You weren’t crying. You were laughing.

"It’s okay!" you giggled, rubbing your nose. Your fingers came back stained with blood. "Don’t worry about me!"

But Isagi did worry. His hands found your cheeks, tilting your face up so he could examine the damage, brows drawn tight with concern. "Are you sure?"

Your pulse stuttered. Your chest tightened. You weren’t sure if it was because of the injury or because of how close he was—his fingers warm against your skin, his breath mingling with yours. 

The warmth of his palms, the way his eyes searched yours, the softness in his voice—it made your breath hitch.

"I-I’m okay!" Your voice cracked. You looked away, heat creeping up your neck. "Let’s just go home, yeah? It’s almost time for dinner."

The entire walk home, Isagi fussed over you, but you barely heard him. Your heart was still pounding for a reason that had nothing to do with the injury.

Maybe the ball had scrambled your brain.

High school only brought you closer.

Both of you were starters on your respective teams, rising through the ranks, earning recognition. 

You had gotten used to the teasing over the years—the way your teammates would nudge you whenever Isagi was near, the way his friends would smirk whenever he looked at you. It was easy to brush off, easy to pretend like it didn’t make your heart race.

When the girls and boys scrimmaged, you and Isagi always found each other during breaks—talking about everything and nothing.

Your team lost 2-5 in a mixed scrimmage, and as you changed in the locker room, an older girl draped an arm over your shoulders, teasingly pointing at a small bruise on your hip. "So? What’s this from?"

"Huh? Oh, it’s from Isagi—"

"Aha! So you are together!" she grinned. "The way you two look at each other…"

Your face burned. "No! We’re just friends. It’s from practice."

She only hummed, unconvinced. "It’s so easy to tell you’re in love."

You stammered through a response, slipping on your shirt and leaving before she could say anything else. 

She only hummed knowingly. "You should see the way he looks at you."

You stammered through some excuse, but the words barely reached you.

Because that wasn’t true.

…Was it?

When Isagi got the letter for Blue Lock, you were with him, lying on his bed, reading over his shoulder.

"Oh my god! Yoichi, you have to go!" You shook his shoulders, excitement bubbling in your chest.

"But… what about—"

"Your parents? They’d be so happy for you! You have to!"

"But what—"

"The team? This is amazing! You’ll be a legend!"

"But—"

"Oh, Yoichi, stop worrying—"

"What about you?"

You froze.

He turned to you, his expression unreadable. Then he leaned in, voice quieter. "I just… you—" A frustrated breath. His hands cupped your face, and before you could react, his lips were on yours.

It was brief. Desperate. Conflicted.

"I don’t want to leave you," he whispered, forehead pressing against yours. "I don’t know why but… every time you’re around, I just want to stay forever."

Tears burned your eyes. "Yoichi—"

His expression twisted. "I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have—"

"You don’t have to—"

"God, I’m so dumb. Why don’t you just—" He exhaled sharply, looking away. "Just leave."

Your stomach dropped. "What?"

"Just leave."*

Your entire body felt cold. "Yoichi—"

"Go!" His voice was hoarse, pained. "Please… just go."*

Your hands curled into fists. He wouldn’t even look at you.

His voice was hoarse, his hands trembling. And who were you to stay when he was telling you to go?

You didn’t talk before he left for blue lock.

Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months. You moved forward, but your heart still ached for something—someone—you could never have back.

And even as universities scouted you, even as you climbed higher, your heart wasn’t in it. Not fully.

When his family invited you to watch the U-20 match, you hesitated. What if he still hated you?

But when the game started, when Isagi had the ball, when the stadium roared—you forgot everything.

When the whistle blew, signaling the end of the match, your feet moved before you could stop them.

"Yoichi!"

He turned, eyes wide. "What are you—"

You threw yourself at him, arms around his neck, voice breaking. "I missed you so much!"

Then you were running—past his teammates, past the reporters, straight into his arms.

His breath caught as you wrapped yourself around him, your voice breaking. "I missed you so much."

His arms tightened around you. His head dropped to your shoulder, his voice muffled against your skin. "You’re here…"

His breath hitched as you cupped his face, pressing your lips to his.

"I’m sorry—"

His lips parted, but before he could answer, you kissed him again.

And this time, he didn’t pull away.

"You’re here.” Isagi breathed out as he looked down at you, holding onto you like you were just a dream and if he let go you’d disappear.

“I’m here.”

isagi- there's a reason you're the MC. i love you so much.

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[dollbrbie]

♡ ⸝⸝ TEXTS WITH HIM

cw. fratboy isagi, just fluff tbh, a little suggestive

© dollbrbie | don’t plagiarise or translate any of my work

[rose-nympho]

I’ve been staring at him for so long that I feel pregnant

[tsukimirecs]

BLUE LOCK // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works. creds for divider

itoshi rin

because you're my muse

wallet

make you mine

nodus tollens

nothing more than lovesick

supernatural

mutual support

jealousy

itoshi sae

seabird

devotion

us, again

it would have been sweet

find love

freefall

valentines

michael kaiser

five dates and a proposal

sweet nothings

stench

red

what does it mean if i can't write a love letter?

it's like i'm painting pictures the way i picture paint

pulling pigtails

yoichi isagi

say you love me

fake it 'til we make it

football for dummies

lost

wednesdays with you

skirt physics

seishiro nagi

your attention on me, please!

flight of the navigator

hell or glory, i don't want anything in between

lullaby

his favorite character

good luck charm

reo mikage

sharing secrets in the dark

your tequila lips is my idea of luxury

[someonedefinitely]

I beg your finest pardon.....?