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satrs · 10 months

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blue lock boys you think would be exes who do everything to try to get you back? to add on they’re your baby daddy so they have a reason to see you and speak to you.

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ hiiii nonnie! thx for the request! I got some boys in mind, and the first one that I could picture was Shidou LMAOOO

also, I didn't specify the child's gender, so you can fill it in for yourself^^

Still Your Best

FEATURING; ITOSHI RIN. BACHIRA MEGURU. SHIDOU RYUSEI. RAICHI JINGO. MIKAGE REO. NESS ALEXIS.

TAGS; suggestive content. MDNI!. mention of sex. mention of kids. angst. hurt to comfort. some crazy/toxic guys. nicknames(baby, princess).

WORDCOUNT;

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!

ITOSHI RIN.

He would never directly admit that he wants you back but find excuses, your child for example.

It was true that he visited your place to see his child more, spend time with them, and be as good of a father as he could be. But, he wouldn't miss taking this as an opportunity to get near you. Even if that meant doing it the harsh way.

"Rin? You already had your time with-" "I'm their father, Y/N. You can't stop me from interacting with them." "Rin, look. I'm tired of you just showing up at my doorstep unannounced and-" You sighed, too tired and not in the mood to fight with him or alarm the neighbors to feed them any gossip, so you step aside, motioning him to enter your home.

He stood in the living room awkwardly, scanning the apartment for his little one - no where in sight. " already in bed." You cleared up his confusion, throwing yourself on the couch with an exhausted sigh, "That desperate to see them? Go wake them up. But you'll take care of them then."

He didn't respond, causing you to look up at him in suspicion as he sat beside you on the couch, an unreadable expression on his face as he breathed out, searching for the right words. "If it's about that same topic, then drop it." He sighed at your reaction, a pleading look on his face. "Just hear me out for a second." You stay silent, waiting for him to continue, averting your gaze to anywhere but him. "I've been telling you this for some time now and I think it's time for you to consider it."

You eyed him before averting your gaze around the room, trying to avoid eye contact. You know what he meant. He was laying in your ears with that stuff since both of you separated. "We should try it again. For the little one." Yes, for them. But also for you. He can't deal with this 'still friends for the child' - bullshit. He wants you back in his arms with his child- be the happy family you once were.

"For the child," you reminded, repeating his words as you looked at him, a promising look on your face. His heartfelt smile startled you for a second, reminded of your happy years with him floading your mind and maybe another try wouldn't hurt.

"Yes, for the child. And for us."

BACHIRA MEGURU.

"Why don't you go play for a bit, hm? Me and Mommy have to talk." You turned at the man at that, unsure of what he meant, a raised eyebrow accompanying your confusion.

Once your child disappeared into their room, you eyed him in suspicion, waiting for him to clear the fog. "So, you got a boyfriend now, hm?" Your heart sank in realization, you child must have likely babbled it away to him. "And what about it?"

He chuckled at that, shaking his head in a scolding manner. "Y/N, a new man in our child’s life would be confusing. I think it's really selfish of you to-" "No, I don't think so. But you know what I think? I think you're just jealous that I moved on." You intervined, ready to walk off until his words rang your ear. "Yes, I am. You can't just 'move on'. That's not how it works, baby."

You flashed him a look of disbelief. "Yes, I can, as you can see." You walked off the scene, only to hear footsteps right behind you. "You sure as hell didn't. He's just a playdate to you. He could never replace me, and you know that damn well."

You stood still, tint of guilt filling your stomach because he was right - you've never and will never find anyone that could replace the hole Bachira left in your heart, your lips formed into a thin line as you turned around to get a good look at him.

A smile crept its way up to his lips at that, his feet moving on their own as he stood before you, taking your head in his hands. "But I'm here, you know. We can try again."

You looked up at him, eyes sparking with hope. "Are you serious?"

"I'm always serious about you, baby." He caressed your cheek with adoration, his eyes showing nothing but love for you.

SHIDOU RYUSEI.

"Where's (child's name)?" You questioned, impatiently tapping your feet to the ground, arms crossed in front of Shidou's doorstep. He returned a smug grin at that, leaning against the doorframe, shamelessly looking you up and down. "Went out clubbing baby? You look gorgeous, as always."

You roll your eyes at his statement, waiting for him to answer you - to no avail. Finally, your patience snapped, face adored by an irritated expression. "Can I come in?" You motioned at the door in a sarcastic manner.

"But of course, princess." He stepped aside, grin only growing bigger as he animated you to come in, quick to steal a quick peak at your behind. “So, did you had fun?” He tried to stirr up a conversation to keep you with him for a bit longer.

You ignored him, walking around the house in search of your child. “Where-“

“Asleep.” He answered quickly, smirk on his face never wavering. “You knew that I’d come to pick them up.”

He chuckled at that, nonchalantly walking into the kitchen to get you your favorite drink (he remembered every detail of you, even so small) “C’mon, make yourself at home.”

You scoffed at his sarcastic voice. ‘Make yourself at home’. What a bummer. This was your home some time ago.

“What do you want?” You asked as he sat beside you, waving the drink he offered off. “Why don’t you relax a bit? It’s not like we’re strangers.” He shrugged your decline off, drowning his own drink down. “Also,” his face twisted at the aftermath of his quick gulp down, “it’s to late for you to drive home with my child at this hour anyways, can’t allow that.”

You understood what he was getting at, taking the drink in hand as you prepared yourself for the night. He took note of that, triumphant grin on his face as he poured himself more of it, bumping his glass against yours. Tonight will be the night you’ll get back to him, he was sure of it.

“Now that’s the spirit, baby. Cheers. To us.”

RAICHI JINGO.

He is desperate for you but has no better idea of winning you back than seducing you into bed with him, covering his intentions up with 'I'm the only one who makes you feel good or 'Just some stress relieve, nothing else'. But little did he know that those actions would bite him in the ass one day.

"Stop this? But why?", he sat up straight from his side of the bed, eyeing you as you put on your clothes. "Don't you feel good? Because I know that I do. It's just like back then."

You sighed at that, throwing on your shirt as you looked at him. "That's the problem. You don't see this as just some pastime, do you?" He didn't say anything, lips forming a thin line. "That's what I thought."

He sprung to his feet and jumped into his boxers and shirt swiftly once you made your way out of the door. "Wait, can we at least talk about it?" You waved him off, stepping into your shoes at the doorstep, ready to throw on your jacket and leave. "I gotta pick our child up now. Got no time for chit-chat-"

He snatched your keys from your hand, ignoring your bickering as he stepped into his shoes himself, opening the door to head over to your car. "Raichi you're in fucking boxers! Are you out of your damn mind?"

Your curses fell on deaf ears as he sat in the driver's seat, waiting for you to enter the car. "Now we can talk and pick them up. Two birds with one stone."

You mumbled curses under your breath but seated yourself either way because, if you were being honest, you were kind of curious about what he had to say.

"What the hell do you want to talk about?" You spat, earning a chuckle from the man as he drove off on the street. "I want us again, Y/N," he said after stopping at a red light. "Raichi, but you got me. Not how you wish to be but still-" You silenced yourself once his hand comfortably rested on your thigh, innocent gaze on the road ahead.

You sighed, lingering in the comfortable silence. You knew how he was never really good with words, even back when the both of you were still together. So you let the silence speak for itself, dwelling in his touch.

Maybe you should hear him out for real this time, he got out in boxers for you after all, that's a story to tell.

MIKAGE REO.

He tried anything in his power - beg, shower you and your child with gifts- expensive ones at that- trips, and anything else you could think about. And even tho you waved him off every single time, he didn't lose hope and kept on trying. You were his treasure after all.

"Look, baby! I got you some toys." Your child reached out their hands for their father, a beaming smile on their face. "Enough, Reo." Your voice interrupted the joyful moment, bringing him back to reality.

"What's all this for?" You motioned around the room, various expensive gifts for you and the little child. "Do you think I'll just jump back into your arms if you buy me stuff?" His silence was answer enough for you as you let out a scoff, turning to gather all of his gifts into a bag, and shoving it into his hand right after. "Go fuck yourself and your gifts."

He ignored your venomous words, dropping the bag to the ground as his hand swiftly grabed you by the back of your neck, smashing his lips against yours with passion.

You were taken aback, gasping into his mouth as you returned the gesture momentarily before tearing yourself away from his grasp, ready to let the curses fall.

"Mommy and Daddy are back together!" Your childe cheered on, clapping their hands together with joy. Your head snapped into your offspring's direction, about to clear the confusion, but Reo beat you to it.

"Yup!," He threw his arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer with a bright smile on his face. "Daddy will stay the night today, what do you say?" He threw the question into the room, eyeing you.

You desperatly wanted to decline, but the way your child's eyes sparkled in pure excitement and joy caused you to give into the offer, agreeing in defeat.

The little childe jumped up in joy while Reo began to pepper your face with kisses. Your expression was bitter but deep down, you enjoyed his touch and affection.

Just for tonight, you said to yourself, then it'll be back to how we were yesterday.

Yesterday? Oh no, it'll be back to how you used to be.

NESS ALEXIS.

He couldn't take it anymore. You and your child- the only people he adored and loved so much away from him. It's been months since you put an end to your relationship and he is suffering from the consequences.

"Y/N, please." You ignored him, taking your small child from his arms, flashing your little bundle of sunshine a bright smile. "C'mon let's go home, yeah? Mommy already-"

"Y/N." He took your unoccupied arm in his hold, a sigh of relief filling him once you finally turn your attention towards him. "You can beg as much as you want, Ness. When will you finally understand that there is no us anymore?"

"Never.", he replied, "We belong with each other, don't you get it?" A crazed look on his face as he followed you behind to your car. You seated your child in the child seat before giving your offspring a toy to get their focus away from what was happening.

"You're crazy." "Crazy over you." You sighed, turning around with crossed arms. "Can you give it a rest?" "Not until I have you back in my arms." You let out a laugh in disbelief, hopping in the driver's seat and about to slam the door, only for him to stop you from doing so.

"Just this once," He whispered, for only you to hear, "Just hear me out this once. Let me come over and talk about this- about us. I miss you." Your expression softened, an exhausted sigh leaving your lips as you rubbed your temple. "Alright. But don't get your hopes up. I'm alone at ten tomorrow. You can come over then."

A triumphant smile played across his lips as he bid his goodbye to the both of you and you swore you saw him do an attempt of an air jump as he happily stepped back into the house.

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sweetbbyshion · 1 year

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-> Jingo Raichi x Reader (no pronouns used)

characters: Jingo Raichi

genre: fluff

warnings: established relationship, just raichi being a cutie, i wrote this on my break from studying so pls dont judge ik its not great

10:42pm

The words on your laptop are already blurring together. Your hand hurts from writing so much. Still, you tell yourself it's just 20 more minutes until you allow yourself to rest.

Your university’s library is practically full at this time since finals are arriving and everyone is desperate to learn something after not paying attention to half of the classes. The guy next to you has been struggling with an equation for the past thirty minutes and you almost feel sorry for him if it wasn't for the loud sighs every five minutes that didn't allow you to concentrate. This was the worst day to forget your earphones.

You drop the pen, stretching your back and holding back a groan of pain when you feel it so strained. You look at your phone just in time to see an incoming call, your boyfriend’s name with a heart next to it shows up, a selfie you forced him to take with you filling the background. Pressing the green button, you prepare yourself for the loud voice of your boyfriend.

“Where the fuck are you? I have been calling for ten minutes.”

“I told you I was studying at the library.” you whisper, hoping Raichi’s voice wasn’t heard through the phone.

“It's almost eleven though. I’m standing in front of your dorm.”

“Give me ten minutes.”

Raichi grunts before hanging the call. You try to go back to studying but you barely concentrate, thinking about going to your small dorm room and cuddling with your boyfriend as you forget all of your responsibilities. Life is unfair though and you have to pass this class.

The heavy rain outside makes you remember that you didn't bring an umbrella and you almost text Raichi to bring one to you before you remember he doesn't have the keys to your room.

You look at the powerpoint in front of you and debate going home and coming back to the library early the next day. But you know your boyfriend won't allow you to leave him in bed to go study. So you go back to writing, set on finishing your notes today and spend the next day enjoying your boyfriend’s company.

However, a too familiar grunt and heavy footsteps catch your attention. You look up to see Raichi approaching you, his left hand holding a wet umbrella while the right hand holds one of your hoodies and a beanie.

“What are you doing here?”

“What do you mean what am I doing here? It's raining so fucking much and I bet your stupid ass forgot to bring an umbrella. You forgot this hoodie at my place last time and luckily I fucking brought it because you look like you're dressed for summer. We’re going home.”

“I can't, I have to finish this.”

“It wasn't a question. You need to rest, brat.”

You grab his arm, pulling him to sit on the chair next to you. He protests but you simply warn him that you're in a library and he can't make noise. Raichi sits down without a fight but he forces you to put on the hoodie, gently (as gentle as he can be) putting his beanie on your head. You go back to taking notes, Raichi’s hand caressing your thigh as a way to show he’s there.

You don't comment when he falls asleep with his head on your shoulder while you're studying and you don't comment when the both of you lazily make your way back to your dorm, under a single umbrella that Raichi makes sure it's leaning more to your side so you don't get wet at all.

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alexiswritergirl · 9 days

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“I have a crush on my wife”

“I have a crush on my wife.” He thought to himself.

If he were to say this out loud, people would tell him “Well duh, you love her”, but having a crush is different from loving someone.

For him, he can never get enough of you because every second, it’s like he’s falling in love with you all over again.

You make him so giddy and nervous to the point where the constant feeling of butterflies is the only thing that makes him feel truly alive.

Every day is like a battle with several questions, like “How did I get so lucky” kind of questions, that are cramped inside his head, while every night is like a dream when you are in his arms.

His eyes always find their way to yours, completely mesmerized by you. He’ll have this curious look on his face, wondering what that pretty mind of yours is thinking about. And then he’ll quickly look away when you catch him staring.

Every time his phone buzzes, he instantly checks and hopes it’s you.

He is absolutely delusional for you. Always playing scenarios in his head where you go on dates, what he should say to you when he comes home, how much he wants to hold you….the list goes on and on.

He spends hours in front of the mirror to look just right because he knows you deserve the best. He’ll carefully readjust his collar multiple times and brush his hair just right, so he can look charming only for you.

He’ll never get used to how his name rolls off your tongue so perfectly or how pretty your lips look when you say I love you.

When he first met you, it was scary to think he developed a crush on someone. He didn’t know what to do and that ate him up every night.

Now, he sits beside you on the couch, stealing quick glances at you as you watch TV. He still can’t believe that you both have been married for 5 years now because it all feels like a fuzzy dream. He’ll awkwardly wrap his arm around your shoulders as if this were a first date. Even though you’re just wearing sweatpants and a stained t-shirt, his heart still beats fast for you.

When you turn to face him, his face flushes and he freezes. You giggle at him and ask him to pass you the remote. He complies and starts to feel antsy from the way your fingertips graze his skin when you’re just grabbing the remote from him.

He’ll then give you the “I want to lean in and kiss you” look, and when you finally notice those shy hints and give him what he’s been wishing for this whole time, time will utterly freeze over the both of you.

You have no idea what you do to him.

RIN, HIORI, Tokimitsu, NESS, ISAGI, NIKO, Yukimiya, Bachira, Chigiri, (pre-wd) Kunigami, Raichi, Kurona, Reo

#blue lock x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #bachira meguru x reader #hiori yo x reader #chigiri hyoma x reader #reo mikage x reader #niko x reader #yukimiya kenyu x reader #kunigami x reader #tokimitsu x reader #raichi x reader #kurona x reader #Alexis Ness x reader #bllk fluff #bllk x reader #blue lock x y/n #blue lock headcanons

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shoyoist · 1 year

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thinking about the blue lock boys buying you a necklace with their jersey number engraved on it :( and writing your initials on their clear but specifically their dominant foot cause they just feel closer to you that way :( like you’re helping guide him to the goal :(

content: gn reader. fluff !! — competitive and possessive dynamics. pro football player! characters (they all made it out of blue lock alive alright). + i added a little bonus section at the end, hehe<3

— . ｡˚ ♡ the whole world watches, while he shows you off as his own <3

BACHIRA, REO, YUKIMIYA, AIKU, KAISER.

a necklace with his jersey number dangling on it, like a charm. he gets it custom made for you, in sterling silver or 24-carat gold, depending on your tastes. but he doesn't let you know that he has it, waits for the perfect moment in which he can surprise you with it.

which happens to be right before his team lines up for a final match, on live TV at the big arena, with all lights, cameras and eyes pointing right at you both.

he's getting in line with the rest of his teammates — the commentators and cameras paying full attention to him, the star and powerhouse of the team, going “there he is. the deity of the field!” as he walks onto the field, smile already on his face when he looks up, for the world to swoon over.

he's handsome. you think, standing at the very front row, dressed in the pretty clothes that he'd got for you just last night, matching the colours of his team. he looks the best when he's on the field, fully confident in the fact that he's going to be going home with a new medal around his neck.

what you don't know is that you're about to get something around your neck too, before he wins his game.

“excuse me,” he says smoothly, to the coach and the few staff members that surround him, glancing knowingly at the cameras recording him (and looking into the eyes of all the fans that are watching him on live TV) before he saunters off, heading to the edge of the field where you're standing behind a display board.

it's clear that he's staring at you as he walks over — gaze softening as he meets your eyes, watching how your own eyes widen with surprise and a hint of shyness, as the surrounding audience erupts into whispers.

“sweetheart,” he grins at you, stopping on the other side of the perimeter board — and you blush when the audience gasps, blush when he gives them all another glance, before smirking down at you. “got something for you.”

he holds his hand out and shows you what he has hidden in his fist — a necklace with his jersey number on it, spelled out on a charm.

the crowd continues to get louder, and you can make out some people's cries; are they dating? god he was taken this whole time? and the commentators join in, declaring into the speakers that your boyfriend seems to be taking a minute to give a gift to a little someone special—

and you blush harder as you stand there, almost frozen as he gently puts the necklace around your neck, the metal chain and charm cold but somehow blooming warmth on your skin as it touches you.

“with that outfit, you're matching the whole team, hm?” he smiles at you, so overwhelmingly charming. “so you keep this necklace on for me. let's everyone know you're here for me. yeah?”

“y—yeah.” you try to look down, so fucking shy under his bright gaze and gorgeous smile, but he grabs your chin and lifts your face back up to give your lips a little kiss.

the whole stadium erupts into cheers and screams. he kissed you on live TV. your face feels hot, you think you're dizzy — but you manage to hear him faintly over the buzz in your head and the screaming of the crowd as he pats your cheek before jogging off back to join his team in line. “cheer for me, won't you? i'll win this game 'n take you out for dinner after.”

SHIDOU, KUNIGAMI, ISAGI, RAICHI, BAROU.

has your initials written on the side of his cleats, on his dominant foot. even better actually — he got you to write it for him. he wants it done with your pretty hands and in your pretty handwriting, that's so much better than his own.

thanks you and gives you a kiss on the side of your forehead, when you finish it and hand the shoe to him. you're both knelt together on the floor of your shared place, and the look in his eyes when he kisses you is so tender. “i'll score every goal with you in mind, a'right?”

and every time he's on the field, fire in his veins and the never ending lust and hunger for a full victory in his soul, he gives you a glance as you jump up and down in your special spot in the stands, cheering for him with all you've got — and that's when he zeroes in on the ball.

the look in his eyes is anything but tender then — hyper-focused, bright and vicious is how he watches the ball as it slips from the opposing player's dribble, and it's impossible for anyone, whether from the other team or his own, to make it to the ball before he does.

he lunges forward once he gains control of the ball, a sort of heat already spreading through his dominant leg as he advances towards the goal to shoot — and with your initials on his cleats and your pretty smile on his mind, he thinks he can break the limit.

he's never scored a goal from this distance before. with the game about to close, it's crucial that he doesn't take any risks and ensures that his shot scores a proper goal.

otherwise, his team might lose. failure was not an option.

but with your presence — both physical and emotional — fueling him, he takes the chance. he takes the chance, puts all the force he has in that sculpted, trained body of his, and he shoots.

he shoots and he scores.

the commentators and crowd go wild alike, screaming in joy over the secured win, because with five minutes left on the clock there's no way the other team can catch up any more — and your boyfriend ignores the cheers of his teammates, turning in place to face you.

“he scored! god, he's undefeatable!” the commentator's voice echoes through the stadium, and he thinks yeah, that's right. he cannot be defeated — not when you're there to guide him to the goal every single time.

he turns to you, and you wave your arms in the air, calling out his name and yelling out an i love you! — and with the TV overhead showing the scorer off we he stands on the field, you can't miss the way the corners of his mouth lift in a smile.

i love you, too. he mouths back to you, with every other person watching the game in the world to see it.

NAGI, CHIGIRI, RIN, OTOYA, SAE.

he kisses you after every game that he wins. and he makes sure he scores the final goal.

it's an elaborate contest that he has with himself, and the rest of the world has joined in on it. you sit and wait in your reserved seat in the stands, the smoothie he had ordered for you sitting empty in your hands as you watch your boyfriend weave past defender after defender — the audience and every other player all focusing more and more on him as time ticks by.

the match is currently at a draw — and the other team is fighting with everything they've got to guard him, trying to prevent him from breaking through and scoring that final goal.

but your boyfriend isn't so easily countered.

even when he's playing laid-back, he's a demon on the playing field. he's fast, agile and he doesn't take any chances. and now? with only a few minutes left before the penalty round, he's set to score the winning goal.

“will he break through? will he be able to make it this time?”

he almost spins around to scoff at the camera. of course he's going to make it. he always does. the other team nearly swarms him as he closes in on his shooting range, but what they aren't aware of is that he doesn't need to be in range to make his shot count.

his play style is all about breaking limits. which is what he does, when he shoots from nearly the other side of the arena and watched the ball curve smoothly yet maintaining an impossible speed, past the goalie's reach and into the net. the timer buzzes only seconds afterwards. “and he scores the final goal yet again!”

the crowd cheers, and while the commentators remark to eachother that they all know what's about to happen next, your boyfriend walks over to where you're still seated expectantly, hopping easily over the perimeter boards to get to you.

you get up then, and he curls a hand around your waist and pulls you in, pressing a kiss into your hair as the audience coos in response to the show all around you. (he'd kiss your lips, but he's sweaty right now and he's not sure you'd appreciate a mouthful of salt).

and he sighs, unresponsive when you chide him for being arrogant, and mutters into the shell of your ear, “mhm. let's go home, baby. 'm tired.”

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snaillock · 8 months

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★ video games with your bllk boyfriend

started playing hello kitty island adventure so yeah you can say i’m quite the gamer

y’all would definitely be that couple. you know the ones with the matching users and icons in almost every damn game you play together. lowkey making everyone else gag whenever you two speak in the voice chat. constantly surprising each other with merch of your favorite characters. always doing gacha pulls together.

he never wants to do his daily check-ins without you, even if he has a wait a while for you to get on the game. too many times have you guys accidentally pulled all-nighters because you completely lost track of time. but who really needs to stay fully awake in school when you got shit to play with your amazing boyfriend.

★- NAGI SEISHIRO, ikki niko, otoya eita, hiori yo,

has the worst gamer rage you’ve ever seen holy shit. what you thought was going to be a chill nice hangout with your bf turned into him cursing out an entire lobby. you’ve always known that your boyfriend could have quite the… attitude problem but jesus christ the words that flew out his mouth were truly something else.

even when you two are playing against each other, you ain’t getting a pass just because you’re his lover. he will destroy you. so uh yeah no more mario kart for a while. just relaxing chill games from now on.

though he somehow manages to find a way to make stardew valley an profit driven stressful capitalist hell but he really can’t help it. it’s just in his blood.

★- rin itoshi, isagi yoichi (when he gets really into it), RAICHI JINGO, shidou ryusei

doesn’t really care to play video games but does enjoy watching you play instead. usually sits right next to you on the couch or lays in bed as he watches. he also asks so many questions about the game that it becomes borderline distracting.

“what’s that? hmm ok… so what’s going on exactly?” “who’s that? why are they shooting at you?” “so what’s the goal here? why are you doing that?”

after watching you play for a bit, he becomes an absolute backseat player; nitpicking a wrong move you made, telling you what you should’ve done instead, or criticizing you whenever you lose like he could’ve done any better???

“well if you used your burst right when it was ready, you would’ve gotten all three stars in that chamber.”

“what are you talking about?! i had to explain to you what a burst was five minutes ago.”

though it feels pretty flattering when he does get genuinely impressed by your skills or compliments you on a personal high score you just beat.

★- sae itoshi, kiyora jin, michael kaiser, reo mikage, barou shoei, chigiri hyoma

totally clueless. needs your help since he’s basically new to everything. whenever you two play together, it mostly just ends with you carrying him for every match or so. you do find it quite adorable that he needs your help so often, even if you do have to clean up after him whenever he makes a mistake. he would like to get better but honestly, he doesn’t care since he just enjoys spending time with you.

though you are starting to suspect that he’s purposely staying bad so you could keep carrying him.

“hey, i’m cool with being the support again for this match. it’s just you clear out the other team so well babe.”

★- tokimitsu, nanase, oliver aiku(cheeky ass mf), zantetsu tsurugi, isagi yoichi

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lehguru · 2 years

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'HOT' MANAGER + BLLK BOYS

characters: chigiri hyoma, raichi jingo, nagi seishiro, reo mikage + kunigami rensuke!!

warnings: 'hot' is just a generalizing term, reader's gender is not mentioned; not proofread + requests are open ! check pinned post for requesting rules

pt.1 – pt.2 – pt.3

chigiri hyoma is really quiet around you. he is already a quiet guy, but it seems to get worse when you're around. if you pay attention closely, you could see that his cheeks get a shade of pink when you're around. it travels down his neck and shoulders if you end up actually calling out for him or talk to him. would never willingly open up about how he is attracted to you; he simply worships you from afar, hoping you will be the one to take the first step.

raichi jingo is oddly soft and calm next to you. instead of being his crazy, feral self, he would always get soft and gentle around you. even if one of his team mates made him insanely mad, he would hold himself back if you're around. the way he compliments your beauty is sweet. instead of directly complimenting things, he compliments things that you choose to do – compliments the lipstick/lip balm you decide to wear, the makeup, the earrings, rings, etc. smile at him and he simply melts to the ground, internally, of course.

nagi seishiro doesn't understand why the other people on his team think you're "hot". it's not that he doesn't think you're pretty, he does; he just thinks there is more to you than your beauty. whenever you care for him, letting him skip a little of training to play games on his phone or slipping a snack for him - even if he was supposed to eat healthily -, his heart skips a beat on his chest. he likes your beauty, but he loves so much more how gorgeous you are on the inside.

reo mikage can't get enough of you. he had his share of fangirls and crazy women running after him on his career, but he never thought he would be a fanboy one day. for who? you. reo ends up wanting to take pictures with you all the time, not to mention every time the weekend approaches, he gives you a bouquet of flowers to "thank you for passing through that week" with him. he doesn't try to hide he is in love with you; he hopes that one day you will feel comfortable enough to go out with him.

kunigami rensuke is a sweetheart about his crush towards you. this teddy bear of a man shyly compliments you every morning and stutters over his own words. if you giggle, the blush on his ears spread to his entire face and neck. always buys tiny things that reminds him of you; while giving them to you, he doesn't look in your face, but you still know the feelings behind it are genuine. kiss him on the cheek and he might actually have to kneel or he would fall - he says his shoe was untied.

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ilsanslut · 10 months

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CHARACTER AI BOTS

hello ! i’m sort of new to posting on tumblr in this current era, but i just wanted to promote a few of my ai bots that are now public for you all to chat with ! i’ll continue to make more as the days go on and i’m open to a plethora of requests/fandoms so please , don’t hesitate to request a bot ! ( i should warn you though that i am only writing for anime/video game characters . my list of fandoms will be up soon .)

more to come soon, happy scrolling ! ♡

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hubbahubbabluelock · 1 year

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Kisses <3

part one

ft. Chigiri, Raichi, and Kunigami, and a reminder that I'm a new blog looking for more requests <3

Hyoma Chigiri + shoulder/back kisses

Chigiri loves you and comes to you with everything eventually, but sometimes he can't help falling back into old habits. He'll pull away, distance himself, prepare to minimize himself and his needs... Anything to keep your own smile intact. He reminds you of a cat in a way, finding somewhere to burrow and hide instead of crying out.

The dissatisfaction and self-loathing coming off of him one day after practice shocks you. He's quick to dart past you, eyes downcast and without a word when you ask how it went today. All you hear is the slamming of the bathroom door before you're even done speaking. Well, looks like you'll have to go to the kitty yourself then.

He still doesn't say anything when you enter, but when you ask if he'd like company he nudges the glass door open right away. When you step in you can see the leftover dirt and whatnot swirling down the drain, and Hyoma just resting his forehead against the wall. You gently pull him back towards you into a hug, wrapping both your arms around him to push your face into your back. When he reaches up to squeeze your hands, you press a sweet kiss right in the middle between his shoulder blades.

"I'm here when you're ready, honey."

You press another, longer one into his skin and he shudders, melting into you. One of his hands reaches back to comb through your hair, pressing your face against him.

"Will you wash my hair? Please?" It's so quiet, so defeated, but that's okay- it's a start. You kiss his back a few more times under the warm water before reaching for his shampoo.

Jingo Raichi + overwhelming kisses

His mouth is on yours, hot and wanting and greedy, and you can still hear the others laughing and chatting in the locker room showers. When you whine and push back, he just growls at you and yanks you back by the hair. You're so pretty like this, he thinks, all flushed and needy for him against the lockers. He loves the way you look at him all needy and begging. You act so worried about his teammates, but you still have one leg wrapped around his hips to keep him close...

"Jingoooo," you whimper. "Someone is gonna he-"

He dives in, lips and teeth and tongue working across your delicate neck while he cups your ass to pull you closer to him.

"Don't care, just means they'll know you're mine." When he's finished marking his territory, he backs off again to look at you. One shaky hand clamped over your own mouth to keep your moans quiet, teary eyed from the stimulation, hips rocking against his to get whatever friction he would offer...

Fuck, you are delicious.

He leans forward, lapping a long stripe up your neck to catch the sweat there before licking open your mouth to pull some more noises out of you. He loves it when you give up and moan into his mouth, falling into him and just letting him take you. You're breathless and desperate and all you can see, taste, feel is him... It's the only thing he wants after winning a match like that.

Rensuke Kunigami + tummy kisses

If there's one thing you absolutely treasure with Kunigami, it's the days you get to wake up with him. Thanks to the constant touring and harsh exercise regiment, most mornings you woke up alone and sometimes he came back home. Mornings like this, however, where Kunigami gives in and stays in bed with you... They're a rarity you wouldn't give up for anything in the world.

You're shocked though when you manage to wake up a few minutes before him, getting to just gaze at him from atop his chest. His strong features look so soft in this light and it makes you coo softly, traces light patterns across his pecs. You think about how sweet he was last night, how sweet he always is with you, and you can't keep your hands to yourself. You gently pepper his neck and chest with quick little kisses before trailing down to his tummy. Relaxed as he is, you can still see the outline of his abs and it makes your mouth water.

You can see the little movements and twitches he's making, but you solider on. You gently kiss each muscle, running your lips whisper light across each divot and dip in his skin, loving how he clenches and unclenches in his sleep.

"Wha're doing?" It's so sleepy and cute when he finally wakes up, adoration for you shining in his gaze even this early. One hand finds your cheek, pulling you up to see your face. You resist, pressing a long open-mouthed kiss to the muscle you were on, before looking up to smile at him.

"Just a little hero worship honey, lie back and relax." He blushes and once again you find yourself cooing back to him. There was no way either of you were getting up now until you kissed every inch of him.

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock imagines #bllk imagines #blue lock headcanons #bllk headcanons #chigiri hyoma #kunigami rensuke #kunigami rensuke x reader #chigiri hyoma x reader #x reader #raichi jingo #raichi jino x reader #requests open #fluff

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giggly-squiggily · 9 months

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*slides in with more team z shenanigans and crashes right into the wall*

ahem. remember that wonderful wonderful dabble you wrote about the chigiri is scared of thunderstorms thing? (because i do. i actually think about it every day.) i know that scenario was a nagiri one but i raise you: gagamaru and raichi finding out because i love them. and they maybe try to comfort chigiri a little and are having a hard time because they're not experts at it but we all know that one foolproof method shxdjfaskj

please don't write if not feeling like it, as always <3

Rey you know I'm always down to write for you :3 And oh my GOODNESS! I freaking love these idiots (affectionate) akljrjklejkakje they make me beyond happy! I've gotcha covered, friend!

Cloud 9 (Taglist peeps):

@cupcake-spice13

“My hands are sticky.” Gagamaru raised them to the ceiling, turning them in the light.

“Gee I wonder why- it’s not like you eat dumplings coated in sauce with your bare freaking hands.” Raichi rolled his eyes, turning the corner with him as they made their way back to the main room. “Why don’t you try washing them for once, you overgrown garden gnome?”

“I did wash them- and watch yourself; I’m not a garden gnome.” Gagamaru sounded almost offended, bringing his hands back down. “I’d be a forest orc, thank you.”

“Yeah, and they don’t wash up either-” Raichi’s complaints were cut off when he saw a figure shuffling out of the room. It wasn’t that big of a shock- people came in and out all the time during the middle of the night. However…

“Hey, Princess!” Raichi called out, making the redhead stiffen. “Where are you off too? Gonna go do your hair before bed?”

“Maybe he’s gotta call in the birds to do it for him.” Gagamaru suggested.

“Are you kidding? Look outside- it’s grayer than your hair!”

“Listen here you-”

“I’m just going for a walk.” Chigiri cut in, voice sharp as a knife. “Not that it matters to either of you what I do here.” He turned to go again, quickening his pace-

A clap of thunder followed by a massive boom rattled the facility. Raichi jumped, cursing under his breath. Even Gagamaru seemed mildly alarmed. “God, what the hell- who pissed off Zeus?” He growled, glaring up at the ceiling. He went to say something else to Chigiri but found him…on the ground. “Princess?”

The redhead didn’t respond, crouched low with his hands over his ears, shaking like a leaf. All of Raichi’s earlier snark dried up instantly as he slowly approached. “Chi-”

Another boom. Another squeak from the redhead as he curled into himself further, frozen in terror. Raichi and Gagamaru looked at one another, understanding clearing their faces.

“Oh shit- you’re scared of storms?” Raichi asked, finally making his way over. Once close, he kneeled beside him and- froze. What the hell was he supposed to do? Comforting people wasn’t exactly his thing- he was known for chewing out jerks and declaring cool lines at dumbasses.

“Should we get Kunigami?” Gagamaru asked, equally confused. Raichi was about to nod when another clap came down, earning a small whimper from the redhead. A hand shot out to his wrist- the message was clear.

Don’t leave me.

“Forget it- he sleeps like the dead.” Raichi decided, figuring adding anyone else to the mix would worsen the situation. “Come on, Princess.” He tucked an arm across his back, pulling him to his feet. “Let’s move- there’s got to be somewhere not so freaking loud.”

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Sure enough, the recording room proved to be a more muted place. The booms of thunder could still be heard, making Chigiri jump with each clap, but it wasn’t nearly as ear shattering. The redhead hadn’t said a word up to now,, opting to curl up against the wall furthest from the door. “Thank you…I’ll be okay now. You don’t have to stay.” He whispered against his knees, everything about him going against his claim.

“Yeah, and I’ve been recognized as the president of the Sexy Soccer Association.” Raichi smirked, flopping down beside him and getting comfortable. “The hell I’m leaving- this room’s got AC.”

“All the rooms have AC though.” Gagamaru pointed out as he sat on Chigiri’s other side, sandwiching him between them. “It wouldn’t feel that much different anywhere else.”

“You try sleeping next to Iemon and then tell me about the room feeling different. I swear that guy’s breath is beyond hot, and he snores! Wide open mouth and everything.” Raichi tsked, grinning at the redhead between them. “One of these days I’m gonna get a cork to shove in it- that’ll shut him up.”

Chigiri barely reacted, face glum against his knees. He looked absolutely miserable.

Sharing a look with Gagamaru over his head, a new idea came to mind. It was a bit risky, but what was Blue Lock without some risks?

“Ah. I see how it is. Too stuck up to laugh at spongebob jokes.” Raichi winked over his head, sharing a growing grin with the other. Without much warning, he started poking Chigiri’s ribs. “Fine then, Princess- tell us what jokes you like.”

“Dumb ones? Smart ones?” Gagamaru prodded his other side, listing off various types of jokes. “Anti-jokes? ‘Cause I got a few.”

“Mm!” Chigiri all but jerked at the feeling, arms slamming down against his sides as he tried blocking out their fingers. “No-Sto-op that!”

“Nope.” They said in unison before attacking fully, twenty fingers poking and prodding into his torso. Any attempt to prevent himself from laughing was lost as Chigiri squeaked, doubling over as he kicked and squirmed.

“Nohohohohoho! Stahahhahaap thahahahhaht! Doohohohohn’t tihihihihihckle mehehehehheee!” He batted at their hands, clamming up further when Gagamaru wormed a few fingers against his belly. “Dohoohohohhon’t! Geahahhahaha, cohohohohohme ohohohohohon!”

“Aww, Princess is so ticklish!” Raichi cooed, one hand finding the back of Chigiri’s neck while the other stayed at his ribs. “No wonder Kunigami likes tickling you so much!”

“He’s so head over heels for you. Can’t blame him- you’re cute.” Gagamaru agreed, clawing at his belly with his entire hand now. “So he’s the Princess and Kunigami’s the hero- and we’re the ogres?”

“The hot ogres, mind you. Kuon can be the ugly one.” Raichi decided.

“Ogres can be hot?”

“Sure they can!”

“Are you secretly a shrek man, Raichi?”

“Gagamaru if you don’t-”

“Ehehahhahhahaha! Guhuhuhuhuys pleahhahahhase!” Chigiri didn’t know what to feel- flustered by their teasing and weakened by their tickles. The shrek comment didn’t help in keeping his giggles at bay either. “Ehehhehhenouhuhuhuhgh!”

“Hmm…should we spare him? Raichi asked, lightening his tickles till they were gently tapping along his side. Gagamaru followed suit, tilting his head up like a dog.

“Mmmm….one last thing and we’ll be set.”

“Whahahait, last whahahat? Wahhahat are you tahahalking ab-Ahahahahhahahaout!” Chigiri all but squealed when his knees were grabbed, two hands kneading and pinching until he was breathless with laughter once more. “Ohoohohohkay ohohohoohkay stahahhap!”

“And done. It’s gone now.” Gagamaru confirmed, sitting back to give Chigiri space to breathe. “Feel better, Princess?”

“Whahahat….are you tahahalking about..” That’s when it hit him. The sound of rain against the facility had vanished, alongside the thunderstorm. “Oh…”

“Heh- didn’t even realize the storm ended, did ya?” Raichi grinned, ruffling his hair before standing up, stretching out his limbs. “God, I’m beat. If we have to wake up early tomorrow I’m gonna lose it.”

“It’s Blue Lock- we always have to wake up early.” Gagamaru reminded, standing as well before holding out a hand. “Come on- let’s go to bed.”

Chigiri stared at the hand before looking between the two, trying to make his throat work. “I’ll catch up with you two- you go on ahead.”

“Ah come on-” Raichi began, but Gagamaru had caught the hint, throwing an arm over the other and dragging him to the door. “Whoa-...ah, alright. You know your way back.”

Chigiri nodded just as the door shut. Only when they were out of earshot did he let his tears fall, a small sniffle escaping his lips.

“You jerks…” He spoke to no one, something warm in his voice as he formed a shaky smile.

#blue lock #chigiri hyoma #gagamaru gin #raichi jingo #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #fluff and mild angst #I just-#I love them your honor #the Chigiri scared of Thunderstorms headcanon is literal canon now no one can tell me otherwise #myreygn #friend :3 #hey it's rey!

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pashminalamb · 2 years

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ℂ𝕆𝕄𝔽𝕆ℝ𝕋 + 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 𝕃𝔸ℕ𝔾𝕌𝔸𝔾𝔼 ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊 𝕆ℕ 𝔹𝕃𝕌𝔼 𝕃𝕆ℂ𝕂 𝕄𝔼ℕ

ଘ Featuring : Shidou Ryusei, Jingo Raichi, Aiku Oliver and Yukimiya Kenyu.

ଘ A/N : This one is two characters short as I have been busy as of late and feeling a lot under the weather so its self partly indulgent ... but as promised a part 2 + character analysis. There will be a part 3 as well :p

If there are any typos or mistakes while I re- read this, I'll make sure to fix it.

ଘ Word count : 2.3k words

ଘ Link to : part 1

ଘ Reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated !! <3

ଘ Warnings : none. Only comfort + fluff

ଘ Do not copy, repost, translate or edit any of work.

ʚ ɞ Shidou Ryusei :

シ The only way he solves his problems is through violence. Never knowing how to control his anger, he would take things and smash them. After he meets you, he does have his violent side, but he also learns to maintain it and control it after how upset you had become once he broke your glass vase. After weeks of apologizing like a small child saying that he won’t do it again, you forgave him and he felt relieved.

シ Shidou is bad at communication. His words come out in pure sarcasm even though he means something else. The first time you have a complete meltdown, feeling sad and blue while curling up in a blanket, the first words you heard out of him were “Who the pissed in your milk this morning.” with a mean looking grin. On usual days, you would retort back but when the response you gave was, “Shut the fuck up, Ryusei.” he knew something was wrong. After getting used to being called “Ryu” or “Sei chan”, he won’t accept anything like the first half of his given name from your lips.

シ Walking towards the foot of the bed, he sits in front of you, rose colored eyes staring into yours. Placing a large palm atop your head, Shidou turned your face towards, keeping his expression stoic. “Tell me what’s wrong.” he stated, hand still on your head while sitting cross legged in front of you.

Not having any of it, you slapped his hand away retorting, “Why, so that you can make another sarcastic comment?”.

“No. So that I know who to beat up.” he answered in a monotone voice.

シ During days like this, he would take you to the gym with him. Securing the boxing gloves on both your fists, he stands beside you with a hunched over pose.

“This is how you throw a jab.” he said, demonstrating the quick movement of his hands beside the punching bag.

Throwing a punch, the bag moved back and forth.

“Good, now get some noise out, like a shout or a yell. Imagine it's the person who pissed you off and hit as hard as you can.” he instructed.

“Are you making me condone violence?” you asked, holding the punching bag to a steady still.

“Don’t be a smartmouth and do it.” he said, voice dangerously low which meant business.

シ After doing as he said, he taught you to throw a powerful kick with your foreleg. “Keep your other foot grounded, and make sure to rotate your hips the way you want the kick to go and then… pow!” he said, kicking in the air, eyes analyzing you.

Delivering a kick to the punching bag, you made the satisfying sound of skin hitting leather with enough force for the entire stand to shake. With a hum of approval from your boyfriend, he gave you a wet sloppy kiss to the side of your head.

“You did it !! And on your first time too.” he would compliment with a gentle grin, hugging you close to his muscular figure.

This soon became a routine for the both of you. If either one of you was pissed, you would go swing the bat for baseball, swim or engage in any sport activity that took the most out of you.

ʚ ɞ Jingo Raichi :

シ He is very spontaneous with his reactions. His personality is feral, both out on the field and at home. It is mixed with subtle violent tendencies. Nothing too harsh, just signs of holding one by the collar, slapping a hand on the table to create some noise. It's a method he uses to emphasize his point and get what he wants.

It wasn’t until you came he had learned to change some of his mannerisms.

シ If he sees you sad and down, he will demand answers from you. He tries the harsh approach at first then he uses the softer method, cooing at you to tell what caused you to be upset. It is only when that method works, he adjusts his behavior and repeats the same next time.

シ “Get up. I know a place we’re going to.” he says, flopping down on the bed next to you. “I don’t want to go anywhere Raichi.” you said, sinking deeper into the couch. Taking you by your arm, he pulls you towards the wardrobe. Opening the wooden doors of it, he tosses clothes in your face, demanding for you to get dressed up. シ “Why are we here Raichi.” you asked, while he folded his arms proudly at the sight of the paintball field that laid ahead before the two of you.

“We are playing this game.” he declared, grabbing your arm towards the area for guards and loaded paintball guns.

シ If he is your partner, he makes sure to run after you so that you don’t get hit and if he is in the opposing team, he is more enthusiastic about shooting members from your team rather than you. He will purposely try to get hit by you and if someone else marks him, he snarls at them and begins shouting, making you laugh. During days like this, Raichi would take you to vigorous activities like going to the arcade and winning every possible prize, turning food eating into competition of who can finish their bowls the quickest or playing video games at home and trying to distract you.

シ he tries to incite emotion out of you to distract you. It’s also a telltale sign that he is doing the right thing as a boyfriend since Raichi is new to relationships and his way of reading emotions is not one of the best.

シ “Raichi… thanks for being there with me today.” was all you said, lowering the plastic of your helmet down, arm armed with the paintball gun, aiming for the protective vest of his torso. Shooting a paintball, Raichi stared as you giggled and ran towards the exit, screaming your victory. Smiling in return he would chase after you with a shake of his head.

“Ya damn brat. Get back here. Thought you could look pretty and fool me?”

ʚ ɞ Aiku Oliver : シ Solves his problems by drinking, going to parties with his friends and clubs. Alcohol and women were a good distraction in his younger years, but with age comes wisdom and he realized that the line between relaxing and a coping mechanism was a very fine one but existent. Settling down with you made him relearn responsibilities and genuine care rather than being crazed over for the wrong reasons. He is happy to know that he is Oliver to you before Defender Oliver Aiku.

シ “Little bird?” he called out, peeking into the bedroom while clutching the towel close to his dripping hair. Letting out a loving sigh at the sight of you wrapped up in blankets, he knew you had a long day and needed some cheering up. Coming to sit beside the small space you left on the side of the bed, he rests his hands on either side of your body, leaning over your covered head.

シ Nuzzling into the sheets that cover your head, he let his warm breath settle into the sheets.

“Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” he asked sweetly, causing you to squirm.

“What’s upsetting you, hmm?” he cooed, leaving kisses over the sheets that covered your skin but you could feel the ghost of the scruff of his beard and lips. Humming more, he peeled the sheets away from your face, looking at the solemn expression on your face.

“I’m not feeling up to it, Oliver… Can you leave me alone?” you mumbled, hands reaching out to the corners of the covers to pull them up. シ Pulling the covers down, he looked at you with his heterochromatic eyes, a smile playing in the corner of his lips.

“I’m taking you someplace. Get up and get dressed. It’ll be worth it, I promise. ” he whispered, placing a kiss on your forehead, proceeding to rub his nose against yours. Moving away whilst you laid in bed confused, Oliver got dressed, holding the door open for you. “Let’s go.” he said with a meek smile, ushering you out.

“I wasn’t expecting to go out on a snack run tonight, Oliver.” you remarked, biting into a taiyaki as the both of you stood on the illuminated pavement.

“Once in a while, I am allowed to have my way… little bird.” he replied, taking a bite out of his own.

Looking from the stars in the sky your gaze dropped to a billboard that was featuring none other than your boyfriend, holding up a water bottle in one hand while the other curled around a football, congratulating him for the latest win.

“Looks like someone won the jackpot… congratulations.” you muttered, taking a bite into your snack, eyebrows knitting in jealousy.

“He’s out there touring the world, while I’m stuck here.” Oliver said with a shrug of his shoulders, “That’s what you were thinking, wasn’t it?”

Eyes widening at his statement, you looked away, cheeks heating up from embarrassment.

“First, I became the under 20 captain, then I got into an Italian team… seems like I have a lot going for me, doesn’t it?” he said, licking away at the crumbs that were stuck to his fingertips.

“I had to give up something even bigger… I settled back rather than moving forward and becoming a striker.” he continued sadly.

“But… I’m trying to be the best at what I can do. The chance went by… and keeping your gaze back doesn’t make you run forward.” he sighed, placing a hand on your head. “If you didn’t catch this wind, catch the next one, little bird. I’m sure you’ll fly higher.” he mumbled patting your hair.

Feeling the smile return to your face at his talk, you sighed in return. “Thanks… Olive oil.”

“Way to go, birdie, cracking the olive oil joke. Just for that, I’m gonna confiscate this. Consider it punishment.” Oliver said, taking a bite of your remaining Taiyaki till there was nothing left.

“Oliver! That was my last bit!” you said, swatting his shoulder in defiance earning a laugh from him.

“I’ll buy you more.” was all he said, circling his hand around yours.

Feeling an assuring squeeze back, he knew he had you as good as new.

ʚ ɞ Yukimiya Kenyu :

シ Dropping onto the sofa after another exhausting day, his attention was captured with the sound of a ping from the phone in his pocket. Picking it up to look at the message, kenyu sighed.

‘Photoshoot at the bluebell studio in 45.’ シ It was difficult being a model as well as a football player; the one thing that was rather normal in his life was a relationship… yet you were nowhere to be seen in sight.

“Cherry?” he called out, eyes scanning the room for a hint of your presence, gaining no response. Walking towards the corner of the bedroom he watched you sniff in a corner, clutching the duvet close to your chest as you threw another used tissue.Coming to a slow crawl towards you, he brought a hand under your chin.

“What’s wrong?” he cooed.

“I’m ugly aren’t I?” you choked, feeling the tears well up in the corner of your eyes.

“Who said that?” he asked, his expression turning into that of confusion and anger. “Are those girls bothering you again?”

Turning your face to the side, it was enough to assure Kenyu that he had hit the nail right on its head.

“I have a photoshoot in forty five minutes… Can you come with me?” he asked meekly, reaching for your hand that was now sticky with tears.

“I can’t go looking like this…” you muttered.

“Sweetheart, I am a model. We do things like this all the time. It’ll take thirty minutes, trust me.” Yukimiya said with a small smile, standing up while pulling your hand up with him. Giving him a shy nod, you stood up, heading towards the bathroom while he picked out your clothes and went to set two frozen spoons in the fridge.

“Slightly to the left… perfect.” the photographer said as Kenyu bent a bit to advertise the new coat. Standing behind the crew, you watched him take various positions until you heard him speak.

“Can you take one with us?” he said, walking towards you. “It’s not a part of the contract, but I’d like to keep it for personal reasons.” he added with a smile, throwing an arm around your shoulders.

Feeling conscious about yourself, he felt you tense up under his arm.

“Relax. It’s only me. Now smile bright,cherry.” Kenyu said, eyes softening at you while you smiled at the nickname. With the sound of the shutter going off, the moment was captured.

Kenyu smiled as he stared at the picture while the waiter placed two plates of blueberry cheesecake and coffee before the both of you. Digging into it with a spoon, Kenyu reached for your free hand.

“Do you want to see a picture I took of the sunset from our time in Italy?” he asked.

“Sure…?” you replied confused as he searched for the image in his gallery. Pulling up the photo before you, you scoffed.

“No amount of pictures can do justice to the Sicilian sun.”

“Exactly. Same goes for you.”

Looking up from your plate, you looked into his honeyed gaze as he gave you a heartwarming smile.

“People will always have something to say about you… no matter where you go. Fans online may think ill things of you or might wish bad for you, but there will always be people who will love you for who you are. And… Most importantly, you are with me. They don’t get to choose, I do. So don’t get upset over people who don’t matter, dummy.” Kenyu said with a shake of his head, stroking his thumb over your hand.

“Kenyu…” you called out softly.

“Hm?” “Can I have a sip of your boba?” you asked, pointing to his cup.

“Can’t be helped huh… go ahead. It’s all yours.” he said, gesturing his hand over to his cup. Sipping through the straw with a smile, Kenyu was able to experience the feeling of his heart melting all over again.

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stxrmylxve · 10 months

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Thinking about Raichi’s glare on you as you talk with Bachira. It’s possessive, even though you aren’t flirting or anything, so he just has to drag you into another room. It doesn’t take him even one second to latch his lips onto yours, pointy teeth clashing with yours as he fights his way back into your thoughts.

Yes, he is a bit possessive, but he just can’t get enough of you.

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the-travelling-witch · 2 months

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𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌-𝐔𝐏

summary: when you forget to bring your jacket, an unlikely hero comes to your rescue; is there more to his chivalrous action than meets the eye?

pairing: kaiser x gn! reader

warnings: fluff, kaiser being kaiser; i’m still on hiatus but i have to free this idea from my mind or it won’t let me go, also i thought it was super fun when they spoke german in the manga so here we are

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“Is it me or is it chillier than normal in here?” You asked, rubbing your palms over your goosebump-ridden arms. As an assistant manager, you’d been next to the pitch more often than you could count, but on this day it seemed like someone turned up the AC.

“Hm, dunno. Seems normal to me,” Kurona said after contemplating for a few seconds. “You’re not getting sick, are you?”

“I don’t feel like it, no,” you wondered aloud as you watched the Bastard München and FC Barcha players walk onto the court. As much as you’d hate to miss the beginning of the Neo Egoist League, perhaps you should make the track back to your room. “I think I’ll go grab my jacket—“

Your sentence was cut off by fabric covering your head, making you flinch in the sudden darkness.

“Hier, nimm meine. (Here, take mine.)” A voice that had quickly become familiar since the foreign teams were introduced passed by and when you lifted the front of the jacket, you found none other than Michael Kaiser in your field of view. As usual, he was looking rather smug for no reason whatsoever.

Still, he was one of the last people you’d expect to help you out, so the raise of your eyebrow was somewhat inevitable.

“Versteh mich nicht falsch, (Don’t get me wrong,)” he continued, cerulean eyes trained on you, “ich mach das nur, dass du von Anfang an zusehen kannst, wie ich Blue Lock vernichte. (I’m only doing this so you can watch from the beginning as I crush Blue Lock.)

“Und da ich sowieso nicht auf die Bank gehöre, macht’s mir nichts aus, wenn jemand meine Jacke aufwärmt. (Also, since I won't be benched anyway, I don’t mind having someone warm up my jacket for me.)” And with that, he sauntered off towards the centre of the field, the self-satisfied grin still tugging on his lips.

“He’s such a jackass,” Raichi scoffed, his jaw locked and a vein protruding from his neck. “Now I wanna play even more, just so I can teach him a lesson.”

“Now now, let’s not get hasty,” you chuckled, holding the Bastard München jacket in your hands. “As much as I understand where you’re coming from, I don’t think it’s a good idea to pick a fight with our guests on the first match day.”

The fact that you knew about the auction system and livestream you’d keep hidden for now.

“While I really don’t like the guy,” Kurona cut in before Raichi could add anything else, “I still think you should wear the jacket. It won’t do anyone any good if you really get sick. You can still go get yours after the match.”

“As much as I hate to admit it, I agree,” Isagi sighed next to him. “It is probably for the best.”

“Fine, fine,” you mumbled, sliding your arms through the comfortable sleeves of Kaiser’s jacket, bunching it up at your wrists so it wouldn’t cover your fingers.

And with that, the whistle signalled the start of the match.

To no one’s surprise, the match was shaping up to be a great one from the start, the quality and speed of the plays upped significantly with the inclusion of the top league players. Though, for some reason or another, you just couldn’t tear your eyes away from München’s number 10, the same number currently decorating your back.

You knew Kaiser was good, considering he was hailed as a prodigy for the New Generation World XI. And yet, seeing him play was a whole different experience from watching the tapes. From his superb ball control to his efficient movements and precise awareness of the field, all culminating in a lightning fast Kaiser Impact, he basically demanded your attention to be on him.

So when his gaze crossed yours after scoring a goal, you felt like you were getting caught red handed by the amused crease of his eyes. With the way heat shot up your body in embarrassment, you might not have needed his jacket anymore.

By the end of the match, your brain felt as tired as if you had played yourself, trying to keep up with the new level to which football at Blue Lock had been raised. Subsequently, you zoned out for most of Ego’s explanation of the auction system, only to zone back in as Kaiser’s 300 million Yen bid was displayed for everyone to see. And while you swallowed hard at that number, the striker in question seemed rather unfazed.

Instead, he sauntered over to where you were standing, still wearing his jacket. You were halfway out of the garment already when he came to a halt in front of you, his long fingers tangling in the fabric to keep it wrapped around your shoulders.

“Hast du nicht gesagt, dir ist kalt? (Didn’t you say you were cold?)” He asked, blue eyes sparkling down at you with an unreadable expression. “Behalt sie an. Zumindest bis du deine eigene holst. (Keep it on. At least until you get your own.)”

“What? No!” You protested, further trying to shrug off the jacket. Despite shoving it back down to where it came from, a small part of you agreed with him, not wanting to give it back quite yet. “You need it more than I do!”

“Hm? Es ist süß, dass du dich um mich sorgst, (It’s cute that you’re worried about me),” he teased, amusement written all over his face, “aber es ist wirklich unnötig. (but, really, it’s unnecessary.)”

“Absolutely not! If you get sick because of me, I’ll never hear the end of it,” you groaned, finally wrestling yourself out of his jacket and shoving it in his arms. “So just take the damn jacket, Kaiser.”

“Nenn mich einfach Michael, okay?) Just call me Michael, alright?)” One finger tilted up your chin, so you wouldn’t avoid meeting his gaze any longer. “Immerhin kennen wir uns gut genug, dass du dir meine Jacke leihst. (After all, we’re close enough for you to borrow my jacket.)”

“Whatever you’re trying to play here, cut it out!” Before he could have a chance to feel the heat rising to your cheeks, you whirled around to make a swift exit and get your thoughts in order again.

In that moment, you were so distracted by the blond, you’d forgotten the whole world could see you wearing his name on your back. You’d later be reminded of it when seeing comments flooding social media, cooing about the gesture or speculating about your relationship with one another. But that was still far from your mind at present, which was still trying to figure out his reasons for behaving like he did.

Meanwhile Kaiser, who watched you retreat into Blue Lock’s hallways, couldn’t stop the smile from tugging at his lips. Perhaps someone here was worthy of devoting his time to after all.

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komitomi · 1 year

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BLUE LOCK CHARACTERS AS SOCCER!DADS // just fluff <3

🧸 would nerf themselves just so that their kid can have fun playing with them, letting them score goals as they pretend to lose and whine, while also telling your child that they did a great job, they would score one or two goals but not more than your child as to not upset them, really gentle asf and fun, they return the same energy as your kid, "You did amazing! I'm very proud of you!" They celebrate the kids goals with a high five and throw them up in the air, you also celebrate along and shower your child with kisses.

Isagi yoichi, Bachira meguru, Chigiri hyoma, Kunigami rensuke, Gagamaru gin

💥 these mfs take it a competition, putting in the same energy as they do for their regular matches, scoring goals after goals, doesnt let your kid win at all, your child doesn't even have an opportunity to even touch the ball, causing them to collapse on the ground while throwing a tantrum, crying in your arms while they tell you how their dad is being unfair to them while your hubby don't know why your kid is reacting that way, just simply dismissing it with "that's just how the world works, reality is harsh" UNTIL you give them an earful and thats when they finally let your kid win against them.

Barou shoei, Mikage reo, Nagi seishiro, Raichi jingo, Itoshi sae, Itoshi rin, Shidou Ryusei

anime only! because I didn't read the manga :(

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planetxiao · 1 year

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sleepover with the bllk boys!! bonus points for my baby raichi <3 xoxo also don’t worry about being rusty with non-hcs, it happens to the best of us baby ❤️‍🩹

# STAY THE NIGHT

𖤐 bachira meguru ; raichi jingo ; itoshi rin x reader

⟢ fluff, headcanons // what a sleepover with the blue lock boys is like <3

𖤐 BACHIRA MEGURU

Bachira is ecstatic when you agree to stay the night! He loves spending time with you, especially being able to cuddle you through the long hours of the night. So, Bachira is pretty much down to do anything as long as it means doing it with you.

You have the great idea of doing face masks together, to which Bachira eagerly obliges and waits for you to pull out the face masks from your bag. You tie his bangs back, kissing his forehead, before applying the pineapple scented face mask. He insists on doing yours in return, and you let him, giggling at his enthusiasm. He smeared the cool mask across your face, a content smile playing on his lips. You can’t help the adoration that seeps into your gaze as he continues. When he finishes, he gives a quick peck to your lips and hums, “All done.”

After the masks had dried and you both had taken them off, you could feel exhaustion start to spread through your body. Bachira ushers you into bed with him, quick to situate you both comfortably; by that, i mean he drapes most of his body over you, with his head resting on your chest and arms wrapped around your waist. Together, you just aimlessly scroll through your for you page on Tik Tok, laughing quietly and yearning for the delicious food that comes across your screen. Soon enough, Bachira’s chuckles are replaced with small snores, and you take a second to admire how peaceful he looks as he sleeps. You leave a small kiss on the crown of his head, finding yourself also drifting off within the comforting warmth of his hold.

𖤐 RAICHI JINGO

Sleepovers with Raichi either go exactly how you’d expect them to or the exact opposite of what you’re prepared for. Your boyfriend is quite the character, so it’s best to expect the unexpected. That being said, his nighttime routine is actually completely tame (the unexpected). Your night starts with cooking dinner together, which ends up being Raichi doing most of the work because he’s a picky eater, but also a really good cook.

After you both finish your meals, you follow Raichi into the bathroom where you do your skincare routines. Raichi even has the headband with the cat ears on top, and he hands you a matching one (that he will never admit he bought for you specifically). He glances at you in the mirror as you both clean your faces, these small gazes not going unnoticed by you. While you rub the cleanser into your cheeks, he gives a little huff, “You’re not doing it right.” He gently moves your face to look at him with a finger hooked under your chin and begins ‘fixing’ what you were doing. His ministrations are soft compared to his grumbles, and with him this close, you find it hard not to stare at his cute focused expression. After some seconds of this, Raichi pulls his hands away. “There,” he mumbles. You can feel your cheeks burning a bit while you wash the suds away and dry your face. As you finish up, Raichi ruffles your hair and leaves the bathroom, hiding the scarlet that tints his skin.

Raichi makes a lot of room for you on the bed while waiting for you to settle in, though you still choose to cuddle into his chest. You watch as he sifts through different movies on the TV, putting on one that you know he doesn’t care for but you love. The way your lips tug upwards is instant as warmth spreads in your chest. You glance up at him with an amorous glint in your irises, just admiring how sweet your boyfriend was underneath his gruff exterior. He catches your stare and meets it with one of his own, eyebrows furrowing as he asks, “What?” You plant a kiss on his lips before commenting, “You’re just a big softie, huh, Raichi Jingo?” He turns his head away from you, though you still manage to catch his reddening cheeks as he mutters, “Shut up.”

𖤐 ITOSHI RIN

Rin is so nonchalant about you staying over. He offers it up as if it’s obvious that you’d be staying the night, which you find rather amusing. You also find it kind of cute that sometimes he just assumes that you’re staying rather than asking (it’s because he wants to spend more time with you but he won’t actually say that out loud). So, these nights tend to be more spur of the moment things.

Rin offers to put on a movie, which you agree to and promptly forget the main genre of movie he consumes: horror. He is a rather big horror movie connoisseur, you noticed, as evident in the myriad titles of DVDs written in bloody font that sit on his shelf. He picks one out before turning to you and holding it up, a silent way of asking ‘this one okay?’ You nod, not knowing you’d live to regret that decision later. It’s as if the movie had taken every horror aspect and packed it into two hours. Two dreadful hours of watching between the slits of your fingers and hiding your face in Rin’s shoulder. Rin was unaffected throughout the entire film, but that was to be expected, you suppose.

Unsurprisingly, you find it quite hard to fall asleep. Rin had already fallen asleep facing away from you, leaving you to think about the scenes alone. You’re able to find some form of solace by scooting closer to him and resting your head against his back, just being close to him bringing you comfort. However, your movements happen to stir Rin from his sleep, and he turns his head a bit to groggily ask what you’re doing. You tense up, knowing you’ve been caught, but take it as an opportunity to ask him for something. “I can’t sleep because of the movie, could you… hold me until I fall asleep?” He rasps out a comment about you being a big baby before rolling onto his back for you. You don’t waste time resting your head on his chest while his arms hesitantly wrap around you. Being in his arms immediately takes a great weight off of your chest, enough to make your eyelids heavy and drowsiness spread throughout your body. As you finally drift off, Rin’s hold on you tightens ever so slightly. He’s relieved you’re able to fall asleep; now, you can’t see how flushed he is.

note: raichi’s part might be ooc but that’s okay ++ these turned out longer than i had anticipated but i hope you enjoy them nana!! <3 i’m so sorry these took so long to get out! and thank you for the kind words 💗

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bachira x reader #bachira meguru x reader #raichi x reader #raichi jingo x reader #rin x reader #itoshi rin x reader

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