#you know...i love isagi

[towl]

I couldn't do anything against them. What are you talking about Isagi? You scored a goal against them. That was the result of our team play. Blue Lock ⚽︎ EP14:"The Geniuses and the Average Joes"

[miyamiwu]

How to say “I love you” in Blue Lock

I don’t really want to play soccer, but being with you isn’t a pain, so it’s fine.

Now that I can fight without you, being with you is even more fun

And then there’s this asshole...

I made it this far because of you. Since you allowed me to play soccer freely, I’ve grown this strong on Bastard München. But I can’t climb any higher that way. I figured that out in this match, I no longer need the freedom you give me. Forget about me, Ness. Find yourself a new king. It’s easier for me to live in restriction.

[fyeahbachisagi]

Bachira says “I love you / 愛してる” to Isagi

The overflowing joy on Bachira’s face and the tenderness in his voice when he says, “I knew it’d be you, Isagi.”

The music giving way to Bachira’s “I love you, partner” before picking back up the hype when he declares, “You and I will smash them all!”

My heart is so full of love right now.

BachiSagi is finally back from the war 😌

[rottiens]

I think we can all agree that Isagi's parents would be charmed by you in a matter of minutes, despite your obvious nerves to make a good impression. you have that natural charisma, and as soon as they cross a few words with you, you manage to win their trust and their appreciative glances. but it's almost magic how quickly your parents become fascinated with Isagi. the politeness and respect with which he addresses them, the gentleness he shows when he's around you —always polite, always a gentleman— in their eyes, he's an ideal boyfriend for you.

over time, your parents begin to notice the seriousness of the relationship. the chemistry between you is evident, and before you know it, they are already dropping hints about a your future together. "have you thought about marriage?" they ask, perhaps as a casual remark, but with a look that reveals their interest in that idea becoming a reality.

Isagi never felt nervous about meeting them. sure of himself, he was confident that, with his attitude and sincerity, he would succeed in winning their approval. and while you may have had some initial hesitation or nervousness, he knew that he would fit right in with them.

[animentality]

i wanna apologize to kaisagi fans. formally.

[popponn]

how one looks. [isagi yoichi x f!reader]

notes: this was born out of love and rage for his anime official arts' clothes because why is my man dressed like t h a t way too many times already... so i will bully him a bit (then feel bad about it. and it shows). other than that: fluff, yoichi got so sappy and so smitten for a hot sec, yoichi's fashion sense slander (and lets be honest. it deserves it. yoichi's plus point, many. negative point, his closet.)

“You know,” you began and Yoichi instantly felt like he was about to get a ball kicked to his face. “I had been thinking. Why do you look like an unfashionable grandpa sometimes?”

“…huh?” Yoichi responded, not really knowing how to answer to that. What should a guy do when their girlfriend of three years plus a half, who is also probably the love of their life, insinuate something about their appearance? Neither Blue Lock nor his parents prepared him for this.

With your eyes squinting at him, you leaned towards him from your seat in the armchair. One hand perched on the armrest and supported your chin as your face scrunched up from your thoughts. “I mean, I do think you are cute and handsome. Charming too,” you said.

Yoichi tried not to melt. Years passed and he is still weak whenever you praise him out of blue like this. From his parents to his teammates to Noel Noa knew about this—so, in attempt to be normal, Yoichi tried to kept everything under a soft smile directed to you only, “Gosh. You know, you are—”

“Hey, this is about you not me. Shush, shush,” you scolded him lightly with a finger pressed to his lips. This time, Yoichi could only blinked absentmindedly as you continued in a serious manner, “But, you see, if I look at you properly without bias—I wonder why I could think like that.”

It was at this point Yoichi realized you were trying to call him not cute, not handsome, and not charming in a very roundabout way. Again, confused on how to react to things like this, he said, “…uh?”

You were not Rin, Barou, Kaiser or anyone he shared competitive trash talking with hell and back—and even calling him ‘ugly’ really was tame to the shits spitted out straight at his face. You were never like this and Yoichi knows since the four years ‘unclear situationship’ period that his appearance really does not matter to you who would look at him gently even with his face dressed in odd drawings courtesy of Bachira’s oil markers. With that being said, he really didn’t understand what was going on.

“Your hair is honestly generic. Like, I really get why Rin said he called you NPC back then,” you explained and Yoichi tried not to wince. “Oh, but don’t change it! If it changes, especially without me knowing beforehand, I probably won’t recognize you. Though what’s a bit unique about them are probably only your sprout and bangs…kind of?”

In silence and in attempt to be a good boyfriend, Yoichi could only nod.

“And then, your fashion sense…” you continued, pity coloring your face, “…actually, where do I start on that one? I think that one part of you is so hopeless it kind of turn around to cute… in a really naive and stupid way though.”

For a moment, Yoichi remembered how he used to think in Blue Lock some people could be very harsh in commenting. Turns out, listening to your girlfriend obliterating you appearance wise is a whole another level of ego bruising experience. “Now, come on, you know I’m not good at those mix matching thing…” he admitted with pain in his voice. Because at this point what could he do?

“Of course I know,” you said as if he was saying that sky is blue. “I mean, remember how I used to tease you about ‘all point in soccer and social skill, zero in others’?” Yoichi doubted that it was all ‘teasing’. At this moment, it felt like lighthearted bullying. “I’m not exactly a hundred percent kidding, you know.”

At least he saw this one coming.

“Ugh, what brought this on suddenly, seriously?” Yoichi asked with a groan. Did he do something? He didn’t forget an anniversary or something, right?

You hummed, before answering hesitantly, “Hmm…nothing much actually?”

“So you just said all that for no reason?!” he cried out, not actually buying you answer. At that, you stayed silent for a moment.

“…actually, it’s because I saw a photo of you online, not the most recent, I think,” you finally admitted, your eyes slowly drifting away from his face. “…your clothes was so ugly there I felt like burning your closet suddenly.”

“Please don’t,” Yoichi said quickly, before prompting you to continue. “And?”

“…it’s a waste,” you continued. “You are handsome, cute. Your eyes look good when you are focused. You are like a really handsome cat who is really good at soccer. But you dress like an unfashionable grandpa who really loves neon green sometimes, so it’s a waste.”

Listening to your explanation, both fondness and exasperation overcame Yoichi in a wave that felt like a pleasant breeze compared to whatever you just dished out to him seconds ago. “Don’t burn my closet though,” Yoichi said, utterly serious and yet somehow still couldn’t find it in himself to be even be a little stern on you after such honest praises.

Suddenly feeling a bit shy and tired, Yoichi buried his face in his hands. He knew for sure his face was red. And he knew how obviously weak he is for you. From the back of his mind, he could hear some familiar voices poking at him for being like this, but in the end there will always be a part of him that is so in love with you it becomes straight up stupid.

Maybe it indeed is so dumb and selfish, because as long as you are happy and it is a time shared with him, Yoichi probably wouldn’t really mind having to listen to you calling him an ‘unfashionable grandpa’ everyday.

He, more than anyone, understands how the two of you has dreams and life that took the two of you away from each other. And even then, Yoichi knows that that one part of him—one that always gaze at your sleeping figure silently, wondering how he could have this and why someone as wonderful as you is here by his side—is rightfully fearful of a ‘bad ending’. Yoichi knows you love him. Yoichi knows he loves you. Yoichi got called selfish, egoistic, self centered, and self serving many times already in matches, and that is exactly why—he knows himself.

If it’s for you—for every part of life you had given to him, for every part of you that he had fallen in love with—he is ready to be as selfless as he could.

Happily and gladly.

“Hey, you have been silent for a while now.” A pair of hands warped itself around him, meekly, as your head rested on his back. “…sorry. Was I too much? I made you overthink, didn’t I? You know I still love you, right? Even if you suddenly wake up as a wrinkly grandpa with creaking knees tomorrow.”

Yoichi laughed at that, still covering part of his face. “I don’t want to retire yet so that better not happen,” he replied lightly, going along with you.

“…you are not crying, right?” you asked, guilt written all over your tone. Yoichi tried and failed to held back a chuckle. So, accepting his fate as a lovesick asshole, he turned and pushed you to the sofa, laying his face down on your stomach as he settled in an uncomfortable position to hug you.

Yet, without paying any mind to his lower body that remained sitting whilst upper body rested on you, Yoichi said, “I’m not. How could I with you hugging me like this?”

“…really?”

“Really.”

“…should we really stay like this any longer though…?” you asked, eventually. “I’m worried for your hips.”

“I’m fine,” Yoichi said while nuzzling his face slowly to your clothes. “Just think of this as payback for bullying me.”

You scoffed lightly at that, “And you said you were fine.”

“Yeah, I am,” Yoichi said as he felt your fingers combed through his hair. So much for commenting his hairstyle. He made a note to tease you later, but for a bit longer—

“Just, let me stay here, okay?”

[xincountry]

just saying sometimes i'll go about my day like a normal person and then remember "If there's something you need to tell him, do it while you have a chance. In this place, you never know if you'll see someone again." (s2e7 additional time)

i think what affects me the most is that it's framed like chigiri genuinely had something he wasn't able to tell kunigami post 2nd selection. the way back then chigiri had, with complete confidence, turned his back on kunigami/reo (and i phrase it like this but i don't mean it negatively: just that the panel of that scene in episode nagi we see it from reo/kunigami pov where they never see chigiri's determined expression as he moves to join isagi's team) to move on with a promise to beat isagi. "don't forget. we still haven't beaten isagi yet. i'll be feeling the same frustration as you while i wait for you, hero." among many other moments they share together, this is evidence of the deep trust chigiri has placed in kunigami, the confidence that he'll make it. he has to.

and naturally comes the upset when the person who walks through the door is shidou and not kunigami. the cold reality of this place. again, about what chigiri said in the s2e7 additional time, we kind of see a similar vein of regret during the 2 week break after the u20 match when they meet up with all the bluelockians and when asked who else was contacted for the meetup chigiri offhandedly mentions "and i don't know kunigami's contact" "wish i could've called him". that wish is so important. i think it just really shows how meaningful the connection he had with kunigami is—was—that even outside of bllk even knowing he was eliminated chigiri's making a conscious effort to mention him. like that. that even if he's the one who said they had to move on he cannot help but remember. agh.

[isanesshilarity]

Finally at the part where BM is introduced and wow. Ness is so. The passive-aggression. The radiant smile that conveys you're mere dust on the shit below his heel. The absolute dedication to the most obnoxious weirdo on earth. To top it all off, he's even the second best behind only Kaiser like it'd be one thing if Ness sort of sucked a little but no he's like, world class. All to keep up with this messy German tailfeather blondie who's NOT in touch with his feelings and acts like a 50 year old man on the daily. Ness is so right for this. He's perfect to me.

[giggly-squiggily]

CHIGIRI TICKLE FIGHT PLS

AHHHH HECK YEAH!!! :D I love Chigiri so much kajrekajrjkeajkrje You know- I've been having such brain rot over Platonic!Isagiri lately! I don't often write just the two of them, but something said "Do it, Squiggily so I did! I hope you like it :D

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@myreygn, @cupcake-spice13 @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @riisada

It started as a  comment.

“Isagi’s the most ticklish person here!”

Freezing mid stretch, Isagi felt his face flush bright red when all eyes fell on him. “H-Huh? Bachira!”

“It’s true! I’ve tickled just about everyone in Team Z, and you’re the most sensitive.” The dribbler grinned, pushing up his imaginary glasses as he pointed at him. “You get giggly even before I touch you!”

“That’s because he likes it when you tickle him.” Kunigami mentioned, earning a small chorus of giggles and coos that made Isagi’s face burn. “But yeah, sorry man. You’re definitely the worst one here.”

“Oh come on, you’re saying I’m the most ticklish when he’s right there?” Isagi gestured dramatically at Chigiri. The redhead was on his way out- likely to escape the oncoming antics- when he froze mid step. “Chigiri is way more ticklish than me!”

“Hmm… he’s got a point.” Gagamaru nodded. “Princess is pretty ticklish.”

“Yeah! When you tickle him, he  sounds like a mouse!” Naruhaya agreed, giggling in his hands. “He’s so squeaky, it’s adorable!”

“Isagi’s cute too when he laughs!” Bachira reminded with a grin. “His dimples come out when he laughs!”

“Oo, dimples. Hard to beat that.” Kuon let out a low whistle, Raichi nodding sagely nearby.

“Princess hiccups if you tickle him long enough.” Kunigami’s added detail further spurred the debate across the team, the question of “who’s more ticklish” quickly delving into “Who reacts cuter?”, leaving Isagi feeling slightly dizzy from all the chatter. In the corner of his eye, he watched Chigiri slip away.

After a brief moment, he decided to follow.

~~~

“Hey…sorry about that.” Isagi greeted him in the recording room, Chigiri’s usual spot to go whenever he felt overwhelmed or moody. “I didn’t mean to drag you into it.”

“No, you did. But it’s fine.” Chigiri shrugged, patting a seat beside him. Isagi took it graciously. “They were likely to bring me up at some point.”

With a hum, they fell quiet, both still reeling from the other’s comments. Isagi was sure his face would never cool down, but from the looks of things, Chigiri’s own cheeks were still bright red. At least he wasn’t alone.

“So um…who do you think it is? The more ticklish out of the two of us?” He didn’t know why he asked. Maybe his curiosity won out.

“Ugh, you too?” Chigiri groaned, but there was no discomfort in his tone. If anything, he sounded weary yet amused. “I mean, if I had to choose, I’d say you. Everyone tickles you way more.”

Did he…sound kinda disappointed just now? Wait- what did he just say?

“Hold on, hold on- what do you mean it’s me?” He puffed, feeling a bit indignant. “You’re definitely more ticklish! At least I try to fight back, you give up almost instantly!”

“No point in fighting, it wastes energy.” Chigiri grinned from behind his folded hands, giggling some. “Besides, you’re way louder. You sound like a screaming chicken.”

“A screaming-” Isagi clutched his pearls, gaping at the other with a mock gasp. “Chigiri Hyoma!”

“Close your mouth before a bug flies in.” Isagi snapped his jaw shut, narrowing his eyes. His attempt of a glare only made the redhead laugh more, and if he wanted to laugh so much…

“You know- why do we even bother asking? I’ll prove it now!” Isagi reached out, grabbing Chigiri’s sides and squeezing before the other could react. “Let me show you why you’re the more ticklish of the two of us!”

“Ah! Aheahahhhaa, Iihihihiihsagi!” Chigiri’s quiet giggles quickly melted into squeaks, his hands slapping over his mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound. “Noohoohoho, dohoohohn’t!”

“Just admit you’re more ticklish, and I’ll stop.” Grinning, the brunette scooted closer on his knees, spreading his fingers so they covered more surface area. “Unless you don’t want me to stop, that is.”

Chigiri’s ears matched his hair. Ah, so he was right afterall. “Dohohoohon’t sahahhhay thahahhahhat! Aheahhahhahhaa, Ihihihihihishahahahahgi! Geahhahahaha-ahehahahhah whahahhahait dohohoohohohohn’t!” The redhead jerked away with a short squeal when Isagi poked at his hip, his hands shooting down to bat him away.

He really did sound like a mouse when he squeaked. Huh. It was kinda cute.

“Hehe, Prince mouse.” Isagi teased, grinning at the sound. He poked a few more times as he eyed Chigiri’s knees, knowing just how ticklish he was there. “Maybe I should-”

Before he could even finish his teasy comment, the tables were turned! Isagi yelped out a startled laugh when fingers grabbed at his sides, quick and nimble against his ribs. “Whoa! Whoohhoa thehehere, hahahang ohooho-ahahhahahahhahahan!” Isagi all but giggled when the tickles increased, making him scoot back. “Chiihihihigihihihiri!”

“Eheheh! Gohooht you now!” The redhead snickered, clearly delighted. His famous speed kicked in as he quickly pushed Isagi on his back, scratching along his sides with those damn manicured nails the team loved to tease him about. “Not so cocky when you’re the one being tickled, are you?”

“Pfft- gehahahahahahhahaha! Sohoohohon of ahahhhahahhaha- AH! Nohohohohooohohohho!” Isagi shoved his fist in his mouth when Chigiri pinched along his lowest set of ribs, barely muffling a shriek. “Dohohohoohhon’t, thehehehhell hehehehhar uhuuhuhuhus!”

“Better not squawk then.”

Isagi would have flipped him off had he not been fighting for his life, one hand trying and failing to fight back while the other pressed firmly against his giggly lips, trying to muffle the sound. He did NOT sound like a squawking chicken, thank you very much-

“EHEHEHHE NOHOHOHO!”

….Okay, maybe Chigiri had a point.

“Wow! You’re so ticklish here!” The redhead laughed along with him, thumbs pressing into the deadly spot while the rest of his fingers scritched and scratched along his waist. At some point his sweatshirt rolled up, Chigiri’s hands attacking the bare skin without any hesitation. “I bet Bachira loves hearing you laugh; you should have seen his face when he talked about your dimples. Hm.” Leaning in some, he squinted in the darkness to look at Isagi’s face. “Ah, and there they are.”

“AHHEHAHAH DOOHOOHN’T LOHOHOHOOOHOK!” Isagi cried, covering his face with his hands as he desperately tried to scoot away. If his face got any hotter, he was gonna explode! “CHIHIHIHIGIRIIHIIHIHI!”

“Give up? Are you ready to admit you’re more ticklish?” Ah, the consequences of his actions.

“NEHEHEHHEVER!” With a sudden boost of strength, he wrapped his legs around Chigiri’s hips, twisting and sending him tumbling off him. “Whoohoha, you goohoohod?”

The redhead looked a bit dazed but nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine-WHOA!” His words were cut off when Isagi lunged, attacking him once more before resuming his own tickling. “Ihihihihiihsagihihiihihihi!”

“AH! Ahehehahahah you freahahaking chehehhahhater!”

~~~

“Eheh…hehe…so whhooho won?” Isagi groaned, his body ragdoll like as he laid beside Chigiri.

“Pfft…tie?” He offered, hair falling in his face and nearly blinding him. With a lazy shove, he moved it out of the way, only for it to fall back in his face. “I forgot what we were even fighting about.”

“Heh.” Isagi grinned, reaching out and flicking the long strands away for him. “It doesn’t matter anyway. I had fun.” He paused, considering. “We should do this more often.”

“Have one on one tickle fights in the recording room while the rest of the team’s away? Careful, I might think you’re coming on to me.” Chigiri raised a brow. Isagi flipped him off, earning a snort and a grin.

“No, dumbass! I mean- we should hang out more. You and I.” He nodded, feeling more confident after finally voicing it. “Whenever we do, it’s usually with everyone else. Me and Bachira, you and Kunigami- don’t get me wrong; I like the guys.”

“Bachira especially.”

“Bachira especially.” Isagi ignored how warm his cheeks got at that. “The point is- we like similar enough things, and talking to you is nice. The last time we had a real one on one is when you told me about your knee. And now this…I don’t know- I think I just want more nice moments like this.” He gestured between them with his hand. “That’s probably weird, huh?”

Chigiri was quiet, letting the words fall between them and settle. For a moment, Isagi wondered if he had fallen asleep at one point, but then..

“I’d like that.” Chigiri nodded, a small shy smile pulling on his lips. “If you’d have me.”

“Okay, now you’re the one sounding like a shoujo protagonist.” Isagi grinned, earning muffled giggles from the redhead. 

They’d have to head back to the room soon. He knew Bachira was likely waiting for him, already tucked into his futon if not lying partially on Isagi’s. Kunigami would greet them as usual before stealing back Chigiri, the two in their own little world once more. Raichi and Gagamaru would argue about snoring again while Kuon tries to pacify them, and Naruhaya would start a pillow fight as soon as the lights went out.

He looked forward to returning, but for now he just wanted to be here- sharing the quiet space Chigiri resonated in as they traded quick remarks and silly thoughts beneath the lights of the various recordings around them.

Thanks for reading!

[aesterblaster]

How time passes huh?

[someprettyname]

NAMI NAMI !!!!! hi 😗it's the isagi smut anon (i can't believe this is how i'm known) and i hope you're doing okay bb, to make your day brighter i found this on my dash earlier today and i just had to show you because it's really cute!!!! i don't know if op is going to be okay with me tagging her here so i'll just link the post to you so you can see it 😁😼

https://www.tumblr.com/ichikoz/766693068318638080/look-what-i-found-on-twt-if-yoichi-had-white

ISAGI SMUT ANONNNNN!!! [ If that name is too freaky for you we can shorten it and call you Isa instead ehehehe ] I'm doing absolutely amazing as of now~ how are you? :3

HEYHEYHEYYYYY 🗣️🤩 [ i definitely didn't pick that from bokuto shh ]

I'm so happy to see you again 😌↕️

AND OH MY GOD?!?!?! DID YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS THE FIRST THING I SAW THIS MORNING? IM EUPHORIC RN. THIS IS SO CUTE WHAAAAA

[ he should indeed never dye it white because i would eat him. WHO SAID THAT. ]

But okay okay okay!! A few days ago someone *cough* @reonaissance *cough* instilled the idea of isagi with platinum blonde hair and undyed undercut and I haven't been able to breathe properly ever since. Now you are a victim too. Hello, welcome. [ To make things better, imagine an older version of him - in his early 20s perhaps - with his hair pushed back. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *runs around in circles* ]

Which reminds me, you should also see this if you haven't.

Anyways. I have yapped too much. This made me too happy me thinks. I should sign off now. Have a delicious isagi.

[ I need to kiss him you don't understand. It's a NEED.]

[towl]

ISAGI YŌICHI Blue Lock ⚽︎ EP26:"The Assassin and the Ninja"

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

SCREAMING .

[mazojo]

Kinda gay

[4e7her]

someone please tell me why blue lock is consuming my entire brain.

i have made a short prologue for the fic. shinsei ayame is my new baby girl and i love him. he is my personal way of distributing justice against isagi for making niko cry and kuon for being an ass.

it's going to be slight yan / yan tendencies, probably just more obsessive love interests than considered normal but we can blame that on everyone being trapped in a football prison. i think it makes sense

anyways i'll probably post the prologue on friday? depending on how fast i finish writing the second chapter. i think it'll go pretty fast once i get into it i've already got notes on the first episode so

[popponn]

to make my own day, i will talk about my favorite boy

the isagi spectrum is so you get smiley boy next door who is undeniably plain outside but then boom turns out he likes totoro and has a cute taste and is c u t e and has a smile so bright i fell in love within two smiles. t w o. and silly weesagee. and then the inside aka the one that passionate, kinda twisted (it's not kinda. he is.), who works hard and do everything he can to achieve his dream. competitive as hell too.