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shyhaya · 29 days

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Hii! Can i plzzzplz request hcs/ or scenario of Barou,Rin, Kunigami and isagi liking the manager of their schools soccer team :DD???

Hi darling, here's your request! please forgive me for taking so long

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Oh Wait, Am I In Love? [Barou Shoei, Itoshi Rin, Kunigami Rensuke & Isagi Yoichi x GN! Reader / SFW]

❯── Barou ──❮

What an interesting situation.

I don't think he would notice his own feelings towards you until he's in too deep.

His teammates certainly noticed before him but they were all scared of telling him anything.

Nevertheless, maybe he heard them talking about his 'soft' if we can call it that attitude towards you.

He did treat you like a peasant, like everyone else, but he actually listened to you when you talked.

Plus, you got to be around him and even tease him sometimes and not even once he reacted brashly towards you!

Everyone in the team is shocked.

When he finally realizes this fact, his entire view of you changed slightly.

Now he understood why he tolerated your presence and even liked to hang out with you.

He was a bit clueless on how to approach you on this topic, but he's driven by the thought of possibly having even more of your attention.

Congratulations! You've been promoted from useful peasant to the King's consort! :3

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❯── Rin ──❮

This one's tough.

Rin can be dense sometimes, but he was the first one to realize he fancied you.

It wasn't even obvious to anybody else, but he noticed the slight changes. How he found you attractive and not a lukewarm like the others.

He liked your advice and actually followed it, and your presence always helped him concentrate or not during practice and even real games.

But what is Rin Itoshi if not a stubborn brat?

He wouldn't tell you about his feelings right away.

If someone notices his almost kind attitude towards you he would deny it or just say it isn't anyone's business.

Soon though, he gets jealous of the rest of team because they're all nice and close to you.

This would be enough for the dam he built to contain his feelings to break.

He had a feeling you liked him too, so there's no way he's letting you go.

Good luck.

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❯── Kunigami ──❮

Oh, Rensuke baby, love, honey- I'll stop now.

He's clueless at first.

You're really nice to everyone, so he naturally gets along with you.

He doesn't find different how he's soon hanging out with you often he's like a big puppy!

During practice he's focused and still can't help but to glance at your direction, finding you adorable as you watch the practice match and how your eyes sparkle as they meet his.

Every time someone from the team mentions you, he immediately perks up.

His teammates realize this and they are the ones who make him realize.. he did like you, but in a whole different way than the rest of them did.

After that he gets a bit flustered every time you're close or when you get worried if he gets hurt during a game or practice.

He's an honest guy though, so he would tell you. No beating around the bush.

He's hopeful that you'll accept him, and can't wait to have you his own I accept my love, I'll even marry you if you want-

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❯── Isagi ──❮

Man, he realized his feelings for you fast.

He was kinda clueless at first, but after analyzing your interactions and how he couldn't help but to admire you, he accepted he was smitten.

He's the one who's all flustered when you're being your usual kind self and asking him if he's alright.

Stutters a bit more and is distracted by how pretty you are.

It's adorable how he tries to act normal but he's also trying to compliment you and maybe give you some clues about how he feels.

All of his teammates notice this and soon they're all teasing him every time they see him looking at you during practice.

He wants to test the waters first, figure out if you like him before he confesses.

If he notices even a slight chance of you liking him back, then he will take the chance. It's what s striker does anyway.

He's so sweet when he actually tells you.

Please say yes, this guy spent all night thinking of all the possible scenarios of how his confesión would go.

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knavves · 1 year

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HIT MY BRAIN, DGAF ft various bllk men — which of the bllk boys r absolutely mf hung ?

wc: 0.8k ノ cw + tw : nsfw (18+). fem reader. blow jobs. size kink(?). dacryphilia. masturbation. use of pet names. mirror sex. belly/throat bulges. dirty talk. praise. riding. mentions of blood.

shidou is definitely huge and he knows it too. "too big for you, pretty? i know you can take more than that." he's already bulging in your throat even though he's not even fully sheathed inside your mouth, so heavy on your tongue. the stretch of your jaw fucking burns but his groans are so hot that the slight pain doesn't bother you so much. one of your hands wrap around the base of his cock, stroking whatever you couldn't reach with your mouth. the other one is knuckles deep inside your own pussy, wishing he was buried deep somewhere else. "there you go. fuck so good, such a good girl for me." the slurping and gagging noises that ricochet off the walls are downright filthy but he loves it, just as much as he loves your runny and smudged mascara. he places his large hand on the back of your head, shoving you down further on his length as he shoots his load down your throat. hearing you choke and seeing you struggle to swallow the mouthful of his cum has him hard all over again.

you're gonna have to hear me out on karasu, he is absolutely hung i know it. he loves to have you pressed up against the dresser, the wooden furniture rocking and thudding into the floor with each strong thrust of his hips. he places you in front of the mirror too, a firm grip on your jaw to make you ogle at yourself in the reflection. your eyes lock on the way your tits bounce in suite of the loud slapping noises. the drool that escapes from the corners of your opened mouth that spills uncontrollable moans is downright embarrassing but you can't reach up to wipe it, not when you need to stabilize yourself as he brutally pounds into you. but your eyes are especially drawn to where he's bulging in your abdomen. "cryin already?" he coos into your ear, his warm breath fanning your ear. he was right, you noted as you peered back at yourself in the mirror to see fat tears spilling over. you drop your head to look away from your fucked out self making him click his tongue in annoyance, "nuh uh, baby. keep yer eyes on yourself. look so beautiful."

aiku thinks you look so cute right now, cunt fluttering and squeezing him so nicely as he sinks his cock into you. you're trembling where he has you caged beneath him, shaking your head and murmuring variations of "s too big!" and "not gonna fit, oli..". but he only shushes you, kissing your forehead and whispering sweet nothings to soothe you. "you can take it, baby. that's it.. see i knew you could." he stretches you out so so good, its no wonder several women flocked to him before he met you. but now you had him in the palm of your hand, you were the one who he came home to everyday, bending you over and drilling his fat cock into you whenever you ask. like now where he has you bent in half, legs dangling over his broad shoulders as he fucks you dumb. he has you seeing stars, pulling his cock out until just the tip is in before slamming all of his girth back into your weeping pussy.

it takes all of barou's self control to not flip you over and pound into you until you can't utter anything but his name. but regardless of his desires, he uncharacteristically takes it slow with you and lets you take your time lowering yourself onto him. it feels like he's splitting you in half, your bottom lip is tucked in between your teeth, threatening to draw blood. "you can do it. i got you, sweetheart." his voice is still gruff but his words are so unusually sweet. when you finally bottom out, he almost lets out a guttural moan at the imprint of his dick in your stomach. "feel that, baby?" he smirks when you gasp as he cruelly presses down on the bulge in your stomach. he's so deep. it takes you a few moments to adjust to the sheer size of him, no matter how many times you've fucked you always struggle to take him. "atta girl." he grunts as you start bouncing in his lap, hands sliding up to your waist to dig his rough hands into your flesh. the time it took to prep you was all worth it to feel you squeeze his cock so nicely with each raise of your hips and to hear the cute whimpers that left your lips. your voices tangled with one another as he muttered between moans how tight you were. you'd squeal and curl your toes every time he'd thrust up into you, his cock slamming against your sweet spot. "cum all over my cock, baby. make a mess for me."

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shinovich0 · 2 months

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Silly

#blue lock #bllk #chigiri hyoma #baro shoei #barou shouei #blue lock spoilers #Blue lock: episode Nagi #episode nagi #blue lock manga spoilers #Barougiri exists

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kingkunigami · 10 months

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The thing I love about this blog the most is I’m just writing all my pathetic little self-indulgent thoughts down on paper with absolutely no shame.

Barou makes you clean his cock after he fucks you.

Pairing: Shouhei Barou x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, not proof-read (as always), semi-public sex, messy blow jobs, hand jobs, mention of licking his taint, mention of Oliver being a perv, cum swallowing, throatpie.

Word Count: 1.3k.

Barou’s strong hands wrap around your throat as his fingers frame your jaw, the calloused pad of his thumb brushes along your bruise kissed lips as he ventures inside. Your lips part obediently as he presses down on the pad of your tongue, his still-hard cock twitches at the way you immediately lap at him. The glassy eyes staring up at him are almost enough to send him toppling over the edge, the delicious whine that vibrates from the back of your throat almost the nail in his coffin as your spit begins to dribble down your chin.

You can hear the rambunctious shouts coming from the other side of the door, the locker room full of his team mates as they contemplate their next moves during half time. Aiku had managed to score the first goal of the match, which meant his team were currently in the lead. “Don’t you want to be with the man of the match instead, babe?” Aiku had winked at you as you followed Barou into the shower room, ignoring Barou’s growl for him to “Shut the fuck up, Aiku.”

The entire exchange was something that would have embarrassed you the first time you’d done it, but now his team were used to you slipping inside to help calm the striker down whenever he’d missed a goal.

There was rarely any time for prep in these moments. Barou’s cock hard and thick as your walls stretched to accommodate his girth, starting a ferocious pace as the sound of skin against skin echoed in the tiled room. But you were more than happy for Barou to take all his frustrations out on you, secretly happy that Aiku had managed to steal the ball to score the first goal of the match. Something you knew would make this situation far more satisfying as your boyfriend worked you towards your climax.

You whined when Barou pulled his cock from your pulsing cunt, white spots blanking your vision from the intense climax that had just rolled through you with little effort.

“You’re such a mess, sweetheart.” He rasps, glancing between your bodies at the glossy sheen coating his cock. Creamy white rings circle the base and matt his trimmed pubic hair, dripping down to his heavy balls, “Barely even touched you this time.”

“It’s not my fault,” You slur around his thumb, a whiny lilt to your tone as you feel the heat rise to your cheeks when you notice just how much of a mess you made.

Barou pulls his thumb from your mouth, dragging your bottom lip downwards as it flicks back into place.

“You want me to go out there like this, huh?” He growls, motioning to the locker room that’s meters away as he tilts your jaw, “Let them all smell your needy little cunt all over me?”

“I—” Your mind was hazy at the thought of them smelling you on him, kicking a ball out on the field still completely covered in you.

“I bet Aiku would clean me up,” Barou sneered, “Asshole wouldn’t give a shit as long as he was getting a taste of you.”

Your walls clenched around nothing at his words, the orgasm he’d just awarded you now shrouded by the desire for more. Your puffy clit crying out to be touched as you were certain your slick was drooling down your thighs at this point. You were the only thing Barou delighted in making a mess of, and he did it so well.

“Or maybe I should show them how much of a mess you are for your King, hm?” He moved your head towards his crotch, the slick tip of his cock oozing fresh pre as he smeared it against your glossy lips. Leaving a trail of your mixed slick against your cheek as he continued to hold you tight, “Show them all what a filthy girl I have.”

A groan roused from deep in your chest at the words, squeezing your thighs together in a pitiful attempt to alleviate the desire burning between them. You know he doesn’t have enough time to fuck you again, not with the second half starting in a few minutes. There was barely even enough time for this, his team had already banged against the door to get him back to the field.

“Come on, pretty girl.” He grunts, “Clean my cock.”

The first sound that you pull from his lips is deep, animalistic when your tongue wraps around the engorged tip. Plump lips curl into a pout as you suck gently against the soft skin, travelling further to trace the forking veins that decorate his thick cock.

“Good girl,” He groans, fingertips dig into the back of your head as he follows your motions. Pulling you closer as you take more of his cock inside your warm, wet mouth, “You’re so pretty like this, so perfect.”

You try to take as much of his length as you can inside you, feeling his pink tip hit the back of your throat as you begin to gag around him. Spit pools in your mouth as it escapes to dribble down his length to join the mess you made at his pelvis, blinking back tears as you pull away for air.

“I think you’re making a bigger mess than before, princess.” He goads, wrapping a hand around his length to tap the leaky tip against your lips.

You move your head to the side, gliding your tongue against the length of his cock as you meet the base. Lapping at the mixture of your slick and spit as you clean him up. Barou’s hand continues stroking his cock as he watches you, lifting his length to offer you his balls which you eagerly accept. Tonguing the soft sac as you suckle one inside your mouth, marvelling in the feral grunt that sounds as his nostrils flare.

There was something domineering and imperious about him like this, adrenaline still coursing through his veins from the first half of the match as sweat dripped from his body. Wispy hairs stuck to his temples as he glowered down at you, a man that barely had to say anything to show he was in complete control.

The taste of your essence is tart on your tongue as you travel lower, following the salty line of sweat against his taint as he pulls your head back with one strong palm at the back of your head.

“Not now, princess.” He groans, returning your lips to the tip of his cock as he continues stroking himself, the top of his fist bumping your mouth with each upward stroke as he searches for his release, “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

You can feel him twitch against your tongue, his thighs tense up as his pelvis seizes. Emptying his balls as he shoots warm ropes of cum inside your eager mouth, claiming his mess as your own. Barou sucks a breath between clenched teeth as he watches you swallow his spend, pumping rope after rope inside you as his hand slows to help ride out his high.

“Good girl.” He helps you from your knees, standing on shaky legs as he fixes your panties. Uncaring that the fabric was now ruined from your slick and his pre, the wetness seeping into them as he pulled your skirt back into place. Smoothing it down with large palms before pressing a sultry kiss against your glossy lips, “Don’t worry, princess. I love you filthy.”

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benkeibear · 1 year

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⋆꙳✧༄ Dandelions

❖ Characters: Chigiri, Kunigami, Barou

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ Wordcount: 1.4k

❖ Summary: they realize that you're the one while you two do the most normal things

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𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆

☰ Chigiri:

Chigiri and you have been living together for several months now and settled into a comfortable routine with and around each other. Your little home was located in the heart of the city with a beautiful view of the area surrounding you.

One morning Chigiri woke up to the sound of rain hitting the window of your shared bedroom and turned around to find you still fast asleep. With a small smile etched onto his features he marveled at the way the natural light that made its way through the cracks of the blinds illuminated your skin. Gentle hands caressed your cheeks, careful not to wake you up but by the time he started playing with your hair your eyes fluttered open as a tired smile settled on your lips “Morning my princess” you whispered softly, knowing how much it teases him when you call him that. “It's raining outside… guess our date in the park has to wait for another day” he whispered back and you nodded. “Guess we have to stay in today then” you mumbled and pulled the blanket to your chin as you cuddled up to your boyfriend once more, enjoying the sound of rain filling the otherwise silent room.

You don't even know how long the both of you stayed in bed, eyes keep falling shut but by the time you left the bed it was almost afternoon already, making some breakfast and coffee for your lover so he would slowly crawl out of bed as well. The day wasn't exciting but you truly enjoyed spending it in each other's presence, feeling like the time stopped and it’s just the two of you being able to get a breather from your usually busy life. Once the late breakfast was finished the both of you just lounged around in the living room, unable to decide on a movie to watch you settled for just listening to the rain some more while you cuddled up under a blanket.

Soft words were shared, feeling like you would disturb the little world that was built around you if one word was said too loud. It were moments like these, moments spent with you, that Chigiri valued on his free days, being able to share laughter as well as hold meaningful conversations with you that made him feel like he's right where he needed to be, with the person that was meant just for him.

☰ Kunigami:

Kunigami was always one to push himself to his limits, loving to push his body to his maximal potential and seeing the results of such hard work made him proud. As much as he loved his workouts he also loved spending time with his lovely partner even if it meant spending the day inside without much action.

The early riser that he is, hit the gym before your body even thought about waking up, liking to sleep in at every chance possible and by the time Kunigami returned to your shared home you were still fast asleep. The only thing waking you from your sweet slumber was the smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen, your favorite even. Before you could think about getting it out of bed, your boyfriend already stood in the bedroom door with a small tray, breakfast, juice and coffee standing on it and just waiting for you to devour it.

While you got ready, he spent the time cleaning up after himself in the kitchen and squeezing a few push-ups in between before getting the couch ready for your latest obsession - binge watching a series none of you were really interested in. Most times the noise simply turned into background noise as you got distracted talking or simply doing other things. Those moments of relaxation meant the world to him, knowing that his body needs rest as well but the bouncing of his leg didn't go by unnoticed by you “Is something wrong?” you asked curious, your gaze shifting from the tv towards your partner. Kunigami growled shorty but shrugged “Guess my body wants to move” he pointed out amused and stopped his leg from bouncing on. You shook your head but understood him “today is your resting day, babe. If you're so desperate to move, how about we move it to the bedroom?” you suggested as a joke which made his cheeks burn up before he threw you over his shoulder “a small workout with you? always” he hummed and carried you to the bedroom.

Later at night when you were laying in his arms you kissed his defined shoulder “I love you, my hero” you whispered up to him, a smile forming on his lips “I love you too” he replied in a hushed voice, holding you a little tighter as his eyes fell shut and a sense of relief washed over him. No matter how many times he will push his limits, you will always be there to remind him to take it slow and enjoy the little moments in life and for that, he was more than grateful.

☰ Barou:

Barou was always selfish and arrogant, putting his own needs and desires in front of anyone else and didn't hesitate to show off his accomplishments or to belittle the ones ‘below him’. Only with you he allowed himself to be more vulnerable, letting you see a different side to “the king”, he let you see Shoei.

He just couldn't help himself but to get softer whenever you were around and he hated it at first, having to grow accustomed to his so called weak spot. However between the playful fights, banters and shared moments he grew to love the feeling of being vulnerable around you. When you two were alone he would hold you so gently against his chest as his big, calloused fingers rake through your hair and sweet nothings left his lips.

To thank you for letting him be unapologetically himself, he decided to pamper his love in ways he thought you would enjoy for once. He wasn't the man to plan a romantic day but he tried, bringing you a cup of coffee to the bed in order to wake you up - Breakfast following soon after. He might be a good cook but the pancakes still had small lumps of flour in them and got a little too dark, getting distracted by his own thoughts. “Am I going to end up dead? What's going on?” You teased him a little, making him roll his eyes at the remark. “Can't I be nice to you for once?” he asked annoyed as he rose up again and left you to eat alone, needing to calm down a bit while cleaning the mess he left behind in the kitchen.

The moment you were done, the cup and plate were ripped out of your hand and put into the dishwasher so you wouldn't need to do it yourself. “So, where's the bad news? The catch? What's going on, Shoei?” you asked again, more serious this time, worried that he wanted to lift your mood before shattering all your hopes and dreams but he sighed slightly dramatic “Nothing. Now stop being so annoying… Just trying to be a good partner for once” he grumbled and shoved you along to the bathroom where candles stood ready, waiting to get lit. While you undressed yourself, Barou let a bath in and lit the candles, letting the room drown in the gentle scent of vanilla along with the smell of flowers coming from your water.

A hum escaped your lips the moment the hot water soaked your skin, making your boyfriend grin in victory since you enjoyed it. Maybe he was doing this more for himself after all, wanting to hear what an amazing partner he is, stroking his way too big ego some more. Rough hands ran along your soft skin when he settled in behind you and pulling your back against his chest “Is this to your liking, you majesty?” He asked in a mocking tone and you squeezed his thigh in return “Yes my king, i truly have the best lover in the world. not a single wish remains” you teased right back despite the truth lining your words.

Despite the words building his ego up more than necessary, he only felt gratitude in that moment, thanking whoever is up there to have you at his side. You softened his sharp edges and he vowed to do whatever necessary to keep you happy.

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆

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meowkiima · 1 year

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a/n: I rewrote this for like 10 times and still don't really like it. but at this point whatever. somewhat an angsty counterpart to atlas's this drabble

warnings: angst(?) with no comfort whatsoever. gn reader and barou calls reader stuff like servant and lowlife. he is toxic because I cant write proper romance

Barou Shouei is the king.

Not only in the field but also with you as well, he’s the king and gets treated like one.

And you? You’re the servant even yourself know this. Nothing much than a plaything that’s purpose is to stroke his ego.

So why did it hurt this much when you left?

Was it because you decided to go with your own will instead of him kicking you out like he planned on to?

He should’ve done that months ago but he let himself get comfortable around your worshipping gaze and now you turned your back on him.

How could someone do insignificant cause this much pain?

He replaced you countless times after that. To show you and himself that you were not so special as you probably thought you were. But none of them were as understanding or gentle as you, none of them cared for him the same way you did and neither did they laugh, look or felt like you.

No, none of them were you after all

To think he called you the lowlife who couldn’t live without him

Maybe it wouldn’t have hurt his pride half as much if you yelled and hit him, inflicting what he made you go through for a long long time just for loving him, yet you didn’t. No you didn’t even spare a glance in his way, walking out without a single word and with the silent tears you didn’t let him see

And sometimes when he looks at the benches after a goal to meet your eyes out of habit he feels so alone. Sometimes when he can’t feel your presence next to him while doing the simplest of tasks he feels weak and wishes for you to help like you always do

It’s funny considering how much he used to complain because of that

He hates it all so much. When did he started caring for you, another being? How did you managed to get him this addicted to the simplest things about you without him even noticing?

Barou Shouei decides you were not a servant after all. You were a devil send from the depths of hell to ruin his life

and he himself cant believe how much he wants his life ruined right now

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ryozeroswim · 7 months

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Blue Lock chapter 227 page 20 coloring

DON’T REPOST | NO ROBAR | DON’T STEAL

I colored isagi, @haseyeyes made barou!

art made by yusuke nomura, coloring made by me

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ferg0s · 1 year

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“the king and the princess,” baro shoei x reader

| baro is bbygrl, argue w a wall |

I don’t edit my stuff my bad for any spelling mistakes

When Ego introduced you, Baro thought it was some elaborate prank. A messed up joke. He was promised the one of the star goalies in this generation, but instead he was met face to face with a kid.

She wasn’t a kid. His age probably. But the accessories, the makeup, the clothes. She looked like a reject Barbie. The pink in her clothes made his eyes hurt, and the sparky makeup made his stomach turn. He couldn’t comprehend how someone could leave the house looking like that, and why no one else seemed to be bothered by it.

As Ego went on, listing achievement after achievement, the girl looked at everyone with a smile, the apples of her cheeks glowing.

Baro was disgusted. All is life he’s trained, kept a strict diet and workout regime, only to be presented a failed art project and he told its better than him. Pathetic. “It is woman’s league,” he thought to himself.

He refused to go near her, feeling some sort of sinking gut feeling whenever he saw her - he assumed it was his natural instincts telling him to stay away, like a animal spotting a poisoning dart frog, the vibrant colours warning it - trying his best to not comprehend the fact that maybe he was jealous. Jealous that someone can put so little effort into something and still come out on top. The world is a cruel unfair place, he thought she watched her walk into the cafeteria.

But despite avoiding her like the plague, he began to notice small details about her. How she looked disgusted eating the food every day. Looking over it seemed to be a very well balanced diet, albeit a little lacking in the flavour department, but something an athlete would definitely benefit from. How she’d always show up on the field with a face full of makeup, never managing to sweat it off - he was convinced she had it permanently put on her face at some point - and how even when everyone was relaxed, slacking and slouching, she always came dressed. Primed and polished. A part of him respected her commitment, her effort to stay clean, but a part found it unnatural.

The thing that really weirded him out was how she’s show up in fully body uniform. Only part that wasn’t covered was her face - if you don’t count the makeup- the goalie gloves, the uniform and the clothing under it. He found it off considering women usually don’t Cover as much - “it looks good, I’ll give her that,” he thought as he watched at the net.

He never stuck around to watch her play. He was a king, he didn’t have time for some princess.

It was 4am when Baros eyes opened. Natural alarm clock. He got up and began his routine. Shower, eat, stretch and then workout. He looked forward to his morning shower, because he knew that no one would disturb him. The rest didn’t wake up until an hour or two later. Grabbing his gear he headed towards the bathroom - the bathroom he assumed was for men since there was only men at blue lock - he walked in to find that the air was already moist and some light steam filled the bathroom.

Caught off guard by this, Baro began to look around for who was up so early, wondering if the rest of the boys had decided to step up. As he walked past the several shower stalls he passed by the main mirror in the bathroom, his eyes landing on an unfamiliar body. It was her. Hair wet, towel wrapped around her body as she stared at herself in the mirror. Baro froze. Wondering if he was in the wrong bathroom - but he had never noticed a male or female sign - and as he collected himself to go wait for her to be finished his eyes caught the glimpse of a dark spot on her calf.

Looking closely he realized it was a bruise. A bad one. His eyes wondered her form, realizing that is the first time he had ever seen anything past her face. Though she was turned around, he could see the multiple bruises and scratches across her body. Her legs covered, a bad scratch marks from some cleats going from the back of her calf to the front. Her arms weren’t any better. As she moved them around, they occasionally came into view, showing the damage on them. He couldn’t help but stare, awed at the sight before him. And then she turned around. She didn’t notice him, too busy fighting with a bottle in her hand. He saw her face. Her naked face. The eye bags were visible, something he’d never seen before. She looked… tired. After seeing her so lively, so energetic, it felt wrong seeing her with a somber, more quiet expression.

He leaned back against a shower stall, hiding himself. He watched her. For the first time since seeing her he finally realized that she was an athlete. Wrapping bandaged around herself, getting her uniform and putting it on. For a second before she reached in her makeup bag she looked… serious, scary almost. That was quickly changed when she began to apply her makeup. Her entire demeanour changed, her features became more soft, the athlete he saw before turned into a kindergarten gym teacher.

The finished look he once winced at felt more… endearing. It grew on him.

The next time he saw her was on the field, going some basic stretches.

“Oi,” he called out, her cocking her head towards him. “Try to block my shots,” Baro said. His way of extending an olive branch. The girl nodded and went over to the net, getting in position. Baro started off easy, even she could tell earning a “If you’re going to waste my time, fuck off,” from her. She didn’t play around, he liked that. But that soon turned into frustration when he actually began to try.. and still couldn’t get a goal in. It was like she read his mind before he could even kick the ball - by the end they were both panting. With all his might Baro aimed for the bottom left of the net, but yet again she was there and blocked the goal, with her face but still she blocked it. The loud slapping sound of the ball against her skin echoed across the field.

She remained motionless for a second. His face remained stoic, but inside he began to panic as she didn’t move, letting out a breath of relief when she began to sit up. That’s when he saw the imprint of the ball on her cheek. “That was good!” She chirped, excited. Standing up she rolled the ball back to Baro, who tried his best to ignore the half lipstick stain on the ball.

King or Princess. Royalty is Royalty. And there’s a reason you have that title.

#ferg0s #blue lock #baro shoei #barou x you #barou shouei #barou shoei x reader #blue lock barou #barou fluff #maid barou #barou x reader #blue lock x reader #blue lock imagines #blue lock oneshots #bby gorl

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BLLK AS YOUR SHIFT MANAGERS;; gn reader . multiple characters . crackfic i think

THE ❛ EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH ❜

Shift? Never late. Work uniform? Accurate to the color of his underwear. Behavior? as strict as a line, this type is kind of annoying to have around to be honest. He’s so patronizing that it’s actually funny to see him get mad. Even with all the flaws, he’s the one to hide behind when dealing with rough customers as he won’t shy away from putting them in their place even for a second

— sae itoshi raichi jingo BAROU SHOEI noel noa

THE ❛ IM ONE OF YOU GUYS ❜

oh poor thing, he’s trying just so hard to blend in with the rest of you. He’s nice, funny at times but still, it’s hard to include him on the tea when you know he’s reporting to the higher ups. He’s basically the mini-version of the ‘friendly boss’. Conversations visibly die when he enters the room, even if he tries his hardest for the opposite

— karasu tabito . REO MIKAGE . ryosuke kira . wataru kuon

THE ❛ IDC ❜

he’s there, but he’s not. Busy with games, women, napping at the corner; anything but work, he’s the best to have around if you’re looking to have some fun during your shift. It’s quite the surprise how he still manages to hold on to his job and honestly you’re suspecting some form of nepotism

— OLIVER AIKU . niko ikki. nagi seishiro . OTOYA EITA . hiori yo

THE ❛ :) ❜

literally just some guy. probably got promoted not so long ago and he has as much idea as you do on how to manage things around, honestly he gets bossed around more than the other way around but hey! at least he’s never denied you a sick leave right?

— nijiro nanase . ISAGI YOICHI . niko ikki . rensuke kunigami(pre wc)

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antennaed-shidou · 18 days

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Violet (Baro)

❀ Baro Shoei x f! reader

❀ Warning: not proofread, curse words (?)

❀ Flower Series number 2 The Violet

❀ Extras: Work count 2.7k+ Roses are red Violets are blue and this is part two of the Flower Series

In Which {Y/n} and Baro met in an alleyway

{Y/n} was walking around the side of the road. As she was walking she took a turn into an alleyway. She was looking down at the ground seeing all the little critters. Something caught her eye, a vibrant color of more blues and purple. {Y/n} bent down to the ground seeing Violets growing. This was an unusual place for them to grow.

She plucked one from the ground to observe them when she returned to her lab. {Y/n} put it in her pocket and continued walking the alleyway. Though as {Y/n} was walking she heard a ball hitting the wall over and over. She went toward the sound to see a man with a football, he was hitting it toward the wall over and over. He didn’t seem to notice her and kept on doing his thing.

{Y/n} on the other hand sat down by the building so she could watch him. The man named Baro backed away every second he hit his target. He didn’t notice that someone was watching him, even if he did notice he wouldn’t care. Baro was busy with his own thoughts.

The sound of the ball repeatedly hitting the wall grew louder and louder for every time he got further and his kick was more powerful than before, {Y/n} was still sitting there. Neither of them noticed the time and it was getting darker and darker. Baro soon stopped practicing when he noticed that the shadows were gone, he looked up to the sky seeing the moon in replace of the sun.

{Y/n} stood up from the ground and the male finally noticed her, “Hey!” He yelled, “What are you doing?”

The female faced him with a half smile, “I was walking down this alleyway to find new specimens for my research. I found this Violet,” She took out the Violet that was now half squished.

Baro looked her up and down, “Sure. Then why were you watching me?”

{Y/n} held her hands in front of her, swinging back and forth, “I thought you were interesting to watch. You seemed very focused on kicking the football at the wall. I took notice that every time you hit a certain brick on the wall you would back up and take another shot till you hit the same spot again. It was all very interesting.”

“Whatever you say, weird scientist,” Baro walked the other way with a crate of football he was kicking.

“Hey,” she puffed out her cheeks, “I’m not a weird scientist, I’m just a researcher.” {Y/n} says the following Baro.

The male rolled his eyes to himself, “Then whatever you say, weird researcher.”

{Y/n} smiled at him as she continued to follow him, not too close but not too far where she could lose sight of him. Baro turned around and stopped walking, {Y/n} did the same and looked at him with a big smile on her face.

“Stop following me!” He lashed out.

“I’m not following you,” She pleaded, “I’m going this way too.”

“Fine then stay away from me,” Baro rolled his eyes and continued to walk his way with the footballs in a cart. He didn’t see that she nodded her head, but this time she walked closer like she didn’t listen to a word she was saying.

The two walked out of the alleyway and {Y/n} picked up a few more weeds and some Violet that were growing. Baro didn’t pay her any mind and acted like she wasn’t there, it was easy to do as she kept her mouth shut. Soon they exited the alleyway and went their ways. When he knew she was no longer following him he turned around to see she was skipping her way along the sidewalk.

He didn’t notice the smile that formed on her face and he walked to his house. {Y/n} on the other hand skipped to her house which was only a few blocks away. When she made it home she took out all the items from her trip on the table and all her items were ones that she had never yet looked at.

She went over to her research table with a microscope on it and many other things. {Y/n} walked over to the table that was full of all the little items she brought home. Even though she has things that have been sitting there for a while, the first thing she was interested in was the Violet flower.

Why would they be growing in an alleyway? The soil they are used to growing was not the right soil that would be in the alleyway where there is little to no sunlight and the soil is mossy and behind all the concrete.

She also took some of the soil in a little container. She put the flower between the glass and put it under the microscope. She looked at the cells to see if there was anything different from what a regular violet would grow around the woodland edges. But there was nothing different. She then looked at the soil and nothing different there either. {Y/n} decided to give up on what was wrong. She put ideas in her notebook and decided for it to be that.

Violets were a symbol of modesty, humility, and innocence. Violets come in many different forms 680 to be exact, and {Y/n} couldn’t tell what one this violet was in. She tested another one that she picked and this one was different from the last. Before she knew it the sun started to rise and her head was lying on her desk with her mouth wide open drool spewing on.

The only reason she woke up was because of the loud sound outside. She woke up and wiped the drool from her face. {Y/n} put on a jacket and walked outside to see where the nose was coming from. Upon opening the door she saw a football inside her gated backyard. She picked the ball up and walked to her gate pecking over to see a man standing there with plenty more in his cart.

“You’re the guy from the alleyway,” {Y/n} speaks up, she throws the ball back over and climbs the gate, lands on her feet, and walks over to him. “Do you need anything? How did you find where I live?”

“I found more Violets,” He held them in front of him while he looked the other way. “Thought you could use them.”

“Thank you so much!” She took the bundle of Violets in her hand and put them aside. “I never got your name, a guy in the alleyway.”

“Baro Shoei.”

“{L/n} {Y/n}.”

They shook hands with a firm handshake. The two of them stood there not knowing what to do. “See you later,” They both said, then going their own ways. It was awkward but they had just met, what were they supposed to say? They didn’t know anything about each other.

{Y/n} jumped back over the fence and picked up the flowers that she threw over the fence. Baro on the other hand walked away from her house, the way he found out where she lived wasn’t one of the best methods but it was a method nonetheless.

Baro walked to the alleyway with the basket of footballs. This was his 8 week doing this every day and at this point, it became a habit. He had a fixed schedule he did every day and he has slowly but surely added the alleyway shots to his routine.

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A few weeks go by from when the two first meet in the alleyway, and a couple of days when she gets the Violets from Baro, he gives those to her to study but she never touches them. {Y/n} had put them in a pot from them to continue growing. Baro on the other hand wondered when she would come back to the alleyway.

Baro went to the flower shop on the side of the road, he picked up a Violet bunch that he was going to give to her if she showed up in the alleyway. If she doesn't show up then he’ll just throw them away, the flowers of innocence and purity being thrown in the trash, someplace they don’t belong.

Baro went back to the alleyway where he kept the basket that night. He has become confident that no one would steal it as no one walks down that way. He was right, no one did steal it. He put the flowers on the basket so it wouldn’t be in the dirty walkway.

The black-haired male was practicing for about 10 minutes before he heard footsteps. He grabbed the flowers and set them close. He could hear her silver boots get closer and closer. Baro continued acting like he didn’t notice, but he really did notice. From him, this was out of the ordinary, something he has never really experienced. Whatever the feeling was, he couldn't deny it.

{Y/n} pecked her head over so she could see Baro practicing. She had been coming here every day and now it was part of her routine to peck over and watch him play. She hasn’t been making herself apparent for the fact that she didn’t want to distract him. Baro had no idea of this and thought she just wasn’t showing up, but she has.

The female wasn’t paying attention and had accidentally tripped over a slat that was pecking out of the ground. She fell face flat to where Baro could see her. He had stopped what he was doing and rushed over to her and flipped her over.

“That was embarrassing,” She sighed, covering her face with her hands.

Baro held a straight face trying not to laugh, but he was on the inside. “Let me see your face,” He moved her hands revealing her bloody nose and her face scratched up. “It’s not that bad.”

She sat back up while leaning her head back so there wouldn’t be blood everywhere. “I can feel it, obsessed football player.”

‘That’s new,’ he thought to himself. Baro told her to stay here while he got her something. To which she listened and sat there for a while till he came back with a rag and bandages to put over her nose.

{Y/n} held it there for a while until the bleeding stopped. Baro put the bandages all over her scraps. “Thank you, Baro.” She smiled at him which made him remember what he brought with him.

He got up from the ground and walked over to the basket, the flowers weren’t there. He looked all over until he found them lying on the dirty ground. He picked them up and shook them a little for the dirt to wash away. Walking back over to {Y/n} who was now standing up and had a look on her face asking what he was doing. With no plan, he just held Violet out in front of her.

With a big smile on her face {Y/n} took the bouquet of Violet from his hand. “You know, I had never touched those Violets you first gave me.” Gave crooked his head to the left, “The only thing I did was plant them in a pot so they could continue to grow.”

Baro couldn’t believe that a researcher like her never looked at the flowers up close. It amused him, he wanted to get to know her more and why she was a researcher out of all things. The fact of the matter was that he would never act like this with someone else. Baro was more mean and standoffish, but for some reason, she had changed his brain chemistry when she was around.

Maybe it had to do with her being a researcher and she just knew how the brain worked, at least that’s what he thought. But that was quite the opposite, it was all him and her pure emotions.

“I’m gonna head home and get cleaned up,” {Y/n} was walking away with the flowers in her hand.

Baro's muscles just moved and followed her, “I’ll help you.”

She laughed at him, “Sure, if you so insist, obsessed Baro.”

The two walked to her house, the football still in the alleyway. Baro helped {Y/n} clean up and get the blood out of her clothes. She took a shower and washed the scars on her face and the rest of her body. When she walked out of the bathroom her whole house was spotless, that was beside her research table everything was untouched.

“I’ve never seen this place so clean.” She whispered to herself walking over to Baro who had heard her.

“What happened to you?” He asked, seeing a bunch of scares over her body. She would wear long sleeves or cover her arms with a jacket so he had never seen her arms or legs.

She froze in place not knowing what to say, “Failure. Every time I failed, this is what my boss did to me. So I stopped working for him and now work by myself. I like it better.” She smiled at him holding her arms near her body.

Baro looked at them, examining all of them he could see. She was innocent and pure, never would he have thought someone would even touch her. Especially in such a cruel way. Just like the Violets he had been giving her, they were only touched by the ground, no one ever touching them. But they were filthy from the dirt and soil. They were only as clean as we could see.

From that point onward Baro had always walked to {Y/n} house and given her a Violet or two, and never did she touch them, even when they died out. The only thing she did was water them and give the young new soil.

Baro had stopped going to the alleyway to practice, he had left the basket there and weeds and vines were growing all over so that it couldn’t even move anymore if you tried. {Y/n} had moved a lot of her researched items either out of the house or in a box. She would make dinner, lunch, and even sometimes breakfast for the two of them.

So enough it was like Baro was living at her house, it was better than his apartment. It was like luck when he moved in, a football team scouted him and he was now in a new team. {Y/n} supported him and would show up to his practice and games.

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Violets are the flower of modesty, humility, and innocence, there are many different types of Violets around the world. People love them and pluck them from the ground using them for their good. That’s why Baro stood in a graveyard with a bouquet of Violets of different kinds. He placed them on a grave with the name {Y/n} {M/n} {L/n}.

He bent down seeing a small picture of her and the date she died on it 5/15/23. He was there because today marked her first year dead. It had been hard for him since her death and all the people close to her.

Baro didn’t like to go home to see the dead Violets. He couldn’t bear the thought of touching what was hers. Even if he was more of a clean freak, the thought never grazed him to touch her items. All of her clothes were still in her closet, her pens and pencils all over. The only time he did touch them was when he needed them.

Even after a year no doctor, detective, or anyone could find the cause of her death, It was unnatural and never has anyone just died without showing signs of death. Baro knew if she was still alive she could find the reason. {Y/n} had a few awards herself for her research, like how she was the first person to discover help slow down cancer, how to stop people from developing diseases when they are born, and a bunch of other great achievements.

Maybe that’s how she died. Someone was jealous and decided to end her life before she did anything else. Baro knew it had to be someone, but he could never find who. Who even out for her? She was the smartest, prettiest person in the world, and Baro never got to tell her how much he loved her. He regretted that he never even got the chance to propose to her.

a/n: if you have any flowers or characters you want me to either comment or message me, it would be nice to the more.

#fanfic #blue lock #bllk #blue lock manga #blue lock x reader #mk. oneshots #x y/n #baro #barou x reader #barou shouei #mk. baro shoet #blue lock barou #mk. flower series #Violets #flowers

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pfpanimes · 9 months

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⌕ blue lock • new illustration!

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shyhaya · 8 months

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Hii! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ can i rq headcanons/scenario of bllk Barou, Karasu, Rin, Nagi with f!reader that is pretty??. reader is their seatmate in class. thanks for having open the rq! 🐧(⁠〃ﾟ⁠3ﾟ⁠〃⁠)

sorry for the wait dear! here, enjoy <3

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Pretty Girl [Barou Shoei, Karasu Tabito, Itoshi Rin & Nagi Seishiro x F! Reader / SFW!]

❯── Barou ──❮

To be completely honest, he didn't notice you at first.

He's not the type to get entrances by a girl at first glance.

That changed whoever, when you were assigned as his seatmate.

Your lively eyes and kind smiled had him spacing out for some seconds. How were you so beautiful?

I wouldn't say he's making a fool of himself because of this fact, nor does he treat you like you're above him nobody is in his dictionary but it's obvious he's a little nicer to you.

His eyes tend to go to you while in class. At first he's bothered by it but he can't deny you're pretty and nice so it's not so bad.

If anyone were to flirt with you or give you a compliment, he'll be annoyed and the instant he realizes he's jealous he'll try to avoid you.

His plan fails of course cause he has to seat by your side every day.

Maybe someday he'll let his pride aside to ask you out.

Good luck with that :3

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❯── Karasu ──❮

Damn, this guy is flirting with you the moment you sit beside him.

He's not overbearing and his pick up lines make you smile so that's a bonus.

Though when he sees you smile he'll blush and cover it up with a smirk he's totally flustered.

You're so pretty he gets distracted during soccer practice sometimes cause he thinks of you.

When he notices you're also a nice person he's instantly thinking of a plan to ask you out.

He'd joke and say if he dated you he'd be always fighting someone like he's your bodyguard cause there's a ton of people trying to ask you out.

This doesn't bother him whoever and would without a doubt fight anyone cause he likes you a lot.

Also, he'll brag about how beautiful you are and how you're his pretty girl.

Boy, Otoya's gonna be so annoyed at his bragging 🤭

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❯── Rin ──❮

Another one who's not interested at first.

Honestly, he thought you'd be like the other pretty girls he's seen before. Please forgive him for this opinion (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･ั⁠)

So he was really impressed when you were not only kind but had a good personality and were smart too.

You two didn't talk much at first, but eventually the little talks in between classes were normal.

It was then when he started to find you attractive. Like, he recognized you were beautiful and to him no other girl could make him look their way.

If someone compliments you he won't consider it sincere cause they only see your beauty and not you as a whole don't mind him he's jealous.

He won't outright compliment you but he thinks about it often.

When he does say something nice to you, it'd be as he's confessing he likes you.

Maybe he'll subtlety tell you how pretty you are before that.

Just be really perceptive with his words.

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❯── Nagi ──❮

This sleepy boy doesn't really look at you at first.

But when you wake him up for class before he gets scolded, he's surprised to find such a pretty girl beside him.

He's not instantly into you, just notices you're beautiful.

Then you start being friends and when you smile he's mesmerized.

Unintentionally talks about you to Reo.

He says how you're always nice and pretty and you let him sleep, so Reo is now jealous of you. Way to go Sei.

The second somebody flirts with you he's there, clinging onto you and saying an excuse for you to go with him.

He compliments you with a straight face like it's no deal, but inside he's nervous.

In a way, it's like he doesn't get completely used to your beauty, so it's always shocking when you look so radiant.

Thank you for reading!

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