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satrs · 9 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).

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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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snaillock · 7 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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ilsanslut · 9 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.

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giggly-squiggily · 8 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!

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“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.”

~~~

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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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.

#kora posts!#blue lock fluff #blue lock x reader #raichi x reader #raichi fluff #raichi jingo #jingo raichi #blue lock x you #blue lock x y/n #blue lock #blue lock raichi #raichi x you #raichi x y/n

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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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lehguru · 2 years

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Can i request Raichi reaction when his s/o is sick or exhausted from a tired day and cant handle his hothead anymore? Thank you

EXHAUSTED S/O + RAICHI JINGO

warnings: gender neutral!reader; not proofread + check pinned post for request status and rules

it suprises him. when you yell at him to stop being so angry at everything, it surprises him. he never saw it coming, not with you being so patient and loving with him despite his personality.

after surprise, it comes worry. he gets so worried about your wellbeing, but he doesn't really know how to act towards you. should he ask what's wrong? should he just hug you? should he stay away? what if you get even more mad if he goes closer or talk? but what if you get mad with him not getting closer or talk?

the first thing that came to his mind is opening his arms, so he does it. he opens his strong arms widely and looks at you with such a soft stare, you can't help but also get a little softer. when you throw yourself into his arms, he released the breath he didn't even know he was holding.

his embrace is so warm and so comfortable, you feel completely safe on his arms. while you two hug, he would patiently wait for you to talk about what is bothering you. if you don't talk about it, he will just pull you into a cuddle session and tickle your sides till you're crying from laughter.

he let's you sleep like that, hugging him and forgetting about all your problems and tiredness ♡

2022 © content belongs to lehguru, but the characters used on them belong to their respective creators!!

#raichi jingo #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #blue lock x reader fluff #bllk headcanons #bllk x reader fluff #raichi x y/n #raichi x you #raichi x reader #bllk raichi #raichi x reader fluff #raichi x reader drabble #raichi hcs

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komitomi · 11 months

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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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okkotsuus · 1 year

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"stop looking at me with those eyes" !

featuring: jjk cast, aot cast, hq cast, bllk cast

contents: fluff, suggestive, established relationship, headcanon, 600 words

they look at you from across of the room, eyes sliding up and down your silhouette. you can't help the heat the rises up from the back of your neck to your cheeks. you nervously look up to meet their searing gaze, feeling the butterflies swirl in your stomach. "stop looking at me with those eyes, 'm shy..." your gaze drifts to the side with their wolfish chuckle, hearing the click or their shoes draw nearer and nearer. a finger rests under your chin and you're turned to meet the heated stare. "but i can't help 't, yer so sweet. my sweet, sweet thing."

sukuna ryomen, eren (genocide era), suguru geto (cult era), satrou gojo, toji fushiguro, sae itoshi, ryusei shidou, rintaro suna, jingo raichi, meguru bachira, kei tsukishima, hajime iwaizumi, kentaro kyotani, kenji futakuchi

you can feel their eyes before you see them, their arms wrapping around your middle before you can turn around. with a giggle your twirled around, holding onto their arms by the bicep. you meet their loving gaze with a smile, cheeks heated. the eye contact lasts as they just stare upon your face, a peaceful grin on rosy lips. "stop looking at me with those eyes, makes me giddy" you can't help the widening of your smile. they don't say anything, reaching a gentle hand to cup your cheek; thumb stroking your cheekbones. then, the silence is broken, "i just still can't believe that you're mine, feels like a dream." they place a tender kiss to your forehead.

yoichi isagi, yuuta okkotsu ikki niko, armin arlert, eren jaeger (pre genocide era), choso, kiyoomi sakusa, jean kirschtein, yuuji itadori, rensuke kunigami, kento nanami, lev haiba, nagi seishiro, tobio kageyama, maki zenin, toge inumaki, kita shinsuke, levi ackerman, kotaro bokuto, wakatoshi ushijima

you're drifting away from the gentle grasp of sleep as you feel their gaze, their breath softly fanning over your cheek from behind, where they hold you. your eyes flutter open as you let out a soft yawn before turning in their arms to tuck your head under their chin, feeling their grasp tighten. you look up to meet their eyes, gazing on you as if you were the most beautiful work of art. your cheeks heat up as you force yourself to tear your eyes away, feeling a flutter of your heart. "stop looking at me with those eyes, 'm a mess right now" they still gaze at you ever so fondly, thinking before they speak. " 'm just stunned that you always look like an angel, even after just waking up"

suguru geto (pre cult era), reo mikage, michael kaiser, megumi fushiguro, hyoma chigiri, rin itoshi, shoyo hinata, nobara kugisaki, mikasa ackerman, keiji akaashi, osamu miya, zeke jaeger, reiner braun, kenma kozume, tadashi yamaguchi, daichi sawamura, koshi sugawara, asahi azumane

you feel your clenched fists tighten when the waiter lets their hand linger on your s/o's for a little to long when they give over the check. your cheek is bitten as you look down at the table, feeling a familiar sting at the back of your eyes and a tightness in your throat. when you look up to meet your partner's face, you're met with a shit-eating grin. "stop looking at me with those eyes, pissin' me off." they just giggle as they reach over to cup your hand in their, gaze softening as the smile turns more sincere. "y'know yer the only one f'me, never anyone else babe."

atsumu miya, tooru oikawa, meguru bachira (again), yuuji terushima, satori tendou, porco galliard, hange zoe, yuu nishinoya, ryuunosuke tanaka, tetsuro kuroo, akira kunimi, suguru daishou

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maochira · 10 months

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Summer night (Jingo Raichi x reader)

Synopsis: Your boyfriend only wants to get some sleep, but even in the insane heat you insist on cuddles.

Tags: gn!reader x Jingo Raichi, established relationship, fluff, teasing and insulting as a love language, nonsexual nudity, Raichi puts his hand on reader's chest but without sexual intend, a bit of swearing

"You're gonna make me fucking overheat..." Raichi says as he somewhat roughly pushes you away from his body. But that doesn't last long because, in a matter of seconds, your arms are wrapped around your boyfriend once again.

Usually, he doesn't mind your clinginess - he actually adores it very much - but ever since the AC broke a few days ago and the temperatures have been staying high even at night, falling asleep has become hard for him. Especially because you seem to be unable to fall asleep without having Raichi in your arms.

For the past few days, he was able to deal with it. But tonight it's much hotter and even the window that's wide open doesn't help.

"I told you to get a new AC..." You say while nuzzling your face against his neck. "It's not my fault how hot it is here..."

"You know how expensive they are..." Raichi pushes you away again. He doesn't seem to be annoyed by you, he's just bothered by the heat in general.

"How am I supposed to..." Raichi mumbles as he turns away, facing his back towards you, "...sleep when I'm literally melting."

And once again, it doesn't take long until you're pulling your boyfriend in for another hug. "You'll manage..."

"You're fucking disgusting, by the way." Raichi mumbles, "Your shirt is soaked in your sweat." His tone is slightly teasing and even without seeing it, you know there's a grin on his face.

"It's not that bad." You finally let him go and move a bit to the side, but it's not making either of you sweat any less.

"How do you not feel uncomfortable in that shirt?" Raichi asks with the same hint of teasing in his voice.

"Shut up." You respond before sitting up to take your shirt off. Raichi doesn't notice that because his back is still turned towards you. Only when you hug him once more and he feels your naked chest against his back, he realized you took your shirt off.

This time, Raichi doesn't try to push you off and doesn't tell you to move away, either. He knows it'd only be a matter of seconds until he'd be back in your embrace. Also, he still enjoys being so close to you. Only the heat makes it hard to deal with.

"...At least the yucky sweaty shirt is gone now." Raichi turns around to face you again. He places a short kiss on your cheek before he continues talking. "Why didn't you take it off sooner anyways? I did before we even went to bed."

You actually feel a bit stupid fot that and don't have a good response, so the next best idea that pops into your mind is to insult your boyfriend - it's a love language between the teo of you anyways. "I'm not a whore like you."

Your insult catches Raichi off guard, and after he let it sit for a moment, he can't help but laugh. "Did you seriously just call me a whore?"

In response, you give him the most innocent look you can manage. "...Maybe."

To tease you back, Raichi puts one of his hands on your chest and waits for your response with a stupid grin on his face. You're actually about to react to it, but it's already so late at night and the heat has exhausted you to the point where you simply fall asleep in the matter of seconds.

As soon as he notices you just fell asleep, Raichi lets out a little sigh and stays in the same position with you. "...I think I'll get us a new AC tomorrow." He whispers and closes his eyes. But unlike you, he's still not able to fall asleep. You just look too cute to push away again, though.

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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A Monstrous Craving: First Selection (Blue Lock)

Such an intense gif oh my-

Hey y'all! Happy April Fools Day! I don't really have any strong feelings about the day, but since today is one of hi-jinks and shenanigans, I figured why not make the most mischievous Blue Lock character of all a fic to celebrate?

This is part 1 of 2 fics I'm writing: This one takes place during the First Selection with Team Z, while the second one will take place during Second Selection (No spoilers in either, just lots of Bachira tickle-related shenanigans) I hope you like it!

CW: Swearing, gang tickles

Summary: Bachira wakes up with only one goal in mind; become the Ultimate Blue Lock Tickle Monster.

Bachira Meguru was a simple, if not whimsical boy.

He loved taking naps throughout the day. He enjoyed canned pineapple and a warm bowl of rice in the morning. He likes drawing dolphins on his things and adores Soccer with every thread in his body.

Oh, and he loved messing with his teammates.

How could he not? 11 different personalities essentially locked in the same room- it was bound to happen, this sudden craving of messing with them. Bachira hadn’t planned it- he simply woke up one morning with a single thought in mind.

“Today- I’m gonna get them all.”

~~~

Fingers worked meticulously through silky red strands. Chigiri was half out of it- despite a shower and leg care that morning, his brain wasn’t quite on yet. The good thing about his current hairstyle was he did it so many times these days it became muscle memory, so there was no need to fight for a spot in the bathroom mirror.

Bachira sat behind him, mesmerized as he worked. He loved watching hair braiding- he used to watch his mom do the same thing to her own hair before gathering her paints, his little boy brain blown as she smoothed it down into a single neat rope. Even now, he couldn’t help but be amazed by how effortless Chigiri made it look.

But right now wasn’t the time to gawk. He had a small window of opportunity.

This hairstyle required both arms up and out of the way, giving Bachria the perfect place to attack. He waited until Chigiri was tucking the last bobby pin against the base before shooting his hands out, going straight for the armpits.

“AH!” Chigiri squealed, falling backwards with a high-pitched yelp. Then he was laughing, squirming to and from against Bachira’s chest as he tried blocking out the mischievous fingers. “Gehahahahahaha! Noooo! Nohoohoho, don’t you dahhahahhare!”

“Good morning, ChiChi! How are you today? Aww, are you ticklish?” Bachria cooed, watching his cheeks go red as he covered his face in mirth, feet kicking. “What lovely hair- is it secure? Just testing out the endurance of it!”

“Bahhahahahchira, cohoohohome ohoohohohon!” Chigiri cried out, all but squeaking when those hands lowered to his ribs. “Plehhahahahhahahse!”

“Hehe, okay~” Bachira retreated, standing up and leaving a now exhausted Chigiri gasping for air against the floor. His hair- to Bachira’s satisfaction- remained the same. “Test complete- that’s a strong braid you got going on! Okay- bye bye!” He turned to leave, barely hearing Chigiri’s muffled curse as he went to find his next victim.

~~~

“Hm?” Gagamaru blinked when he felt a tap on his arm, turning to find-

Nothing. There was no one there.

“Is that you, Naruhaya?” He asked casually, figuring the tiny player was hiding in his blind spot. Another tap, this one on his elbow. He turned, and still- there was no one. “I’m not giving you food. I don’t even have any on me right now.”

Silence. Maybe he was being haunted?

Wouldn’t be the first time.

Another tap, this one on his lower back. Twisting- he found Naruhaya sitting by. “Found you!” He ran up, missing the fact the younger boy was sitting way too far to be the culprit, and grabbed his sides- squeezing gently. “What are you up to, you food thief?”

“Aheheahhahahaha! Whahahhahait, I dihihihiidn’t ehehehehven mohohohohove!” Naruhaya cried, cheeks flushing an adorable shade of pink as he squirmed and giggled in Gagamaru’s clutches. “I prohohoohoohmise!”

“Yeah right- you keep tapping me and running. I know your tricks.” Gagamaru moved a hand to his belly, making him squeal. “Confess, and I’ll let you be.”

“BUUHUHUHUT I DHIIHIHIHN’T DOOHOOHOH IT!”

“Keep on saying that-” Something brushed his shoulders, making the bigger boy shoot up. Forgetting to tickle, he turned- finding nothing once more. Okay- he was definitely haunted.

“What’s going on? Are you bullying Naruhaya, Gaga-chan?” Bachira tsked, walking up with a secret smile. Ah- there’s his ghost. “That’s not very nice of you. Naru-chan? Wanna get him back?”

“Yehehahhahah!” Naruhaya didn’t need to be told twice, already standing.

“Wait…don’t do it…” Gagamaru held up his hands, but the pair were already on him, fingers flying over his torso. He tried fighting back, but then Bachira found that same spot against his shoulder blades and it was all over. “Oh nohohohoohohooho!”

“Oh yes!” Bachira giggled, stepping back as Naruhaya took over, giggling along with him. Good luck, Gaga-chan! Now, who's next…?”

~~~

“X”

“Oh come ON!”

“What? ‘X’ is a fair guess!”

“Just how many words do you know that have an ‘X’ in them?”

“Xenomorph, X-Ray, Excalibur-”

“IT’S SIX LETTERS!”

“Guys, calm down.” Kuon sighed from his spot, shaking his head as he drew a foot on the hanging stick figure. “Unfortunately, ‘X’ is not on the list. Wanna buy a vowel?”

“Told you.” Raichi rolled his eyes at Iemon, crossing his arms across his chest as he glared at the notepad. So far, the six spaces contained a “O”, a “T” and a “R”. “Eh..sure. Give me a- “YEE!”

“‘YE’ is two letters.” Kuon raised a brow. “Which one?”

Raichi twisted around, rubbing his sides. He swore someone just poked him in the ribs. “Hang on- What the hell, Iemon? Why are you trying to sabotage?”

“Me? I didn’t do anything!” The goalie squawked in shock, eyes widening at the accusation. “Tell him, Kuon!”

“Really- he didn’t move.” Kuon nodded, tilting his head. “What’s up?”

“...Nothing- forget it. I’m guessing ‘E’” Raichi waved it off, a pinch of smugness in his chest when Kuon wrote it in. “See? I’m good at guessing!”

“If you're so good, why not go for the word then?” Iemon asked, turning to the paper. “Actually- I’ll do it. I know the answer!”

“Take a shot!” Kuon got ready. Iemon opened his mouth to speak-

And what came out was a string of giggles.

“...What?” Raichi blinked when the other settled, face on fire.

“I-something- that was…” Iemon stammered. “Nevermind. I’m guessing..’P’?”

“Close, but no.” Kuon popped the marker cap, going to draw a leg. “Not a bad gue-AHH!” His hand slipped, cutting across the paper when he felt two fingers drill into the center of his ribs. Now the little stick man had an elongated broken leg. “What the-”

“Ah! Fuhuhuhuck! No dohoohohn’t!” Raichi hooted when hands attacked his hips, squeezing from behind. Iemon blinked, catching a blur of brown-blond hair.

“Bachi-Gahahhahahaha!” Iemon spasmed when his ribs were once again attacked, this time lingering. “Whahahhahahht?”

“Huh? What-Ehehehehehehhe! Kuon arched with a giggle, notepad flying out of his hands as he tried guarding his armpits, feeling them prodded at.

It went as quickly as it came, leaving the three to stare at one another in wide eyed shock.

What the hell just happened?

~~~

Kunigami let out a slow breath as he positioned himself parallel to the mats. His muscles pulsed, sweat dripping off his bare chest as he began his one armed pushups. The gym was uncharacteristically quiet- usually one or two people would wander in at this hour to get a quick run or lift some weights. Today- Kunigami figured- everyone else was simply too tired to do it.

“KUNI!”

“SHIT-”

Nevermind then.

Bachira laughed gleefully as he watched Kunigami faceplant, groaning softly against the worn-in mats. “Wow- look at you, using one arm! Trying to show off?” He waltzed over and grabbed a nearby towel, tossing it across Kunigami’s back before taking a seat. “Why not wait until he comes in?”

Kunigami didn’t ask who “he” was, nor did he complain about the additional weight against his back. Instead, he adjusted himself so he was pushing with both hands, resuming his workout. “I don’t just do this for attention, Meguru. I do it because I love it.” Kunigami grunted some as Bachira adjusted, lying across his back and evening out the weight distribution.

“But you like it though? ChiChi watching you?” He teased, grinning when Kunigami’s neck flushed.

“...Maybe.”

“Admit it!” Bachira giggled, dropping his hands down and clawing at the softer parts of Kunigami’s belly. “You like ChiChi watching you!”

“Ah!” Kunigami yelped as he hit the mat again, catching himself on his elbows so he didn’t break Bachira’s fingers. “Stahahhap! Stop thahahhahat! Bahahhachiraahhahaha!”

“Admit it first! You like Chigiri! Say it! Say it!” Bachira cooed at him, hanging on as the other tried twisting this way and out of his grip. “Say it or I won’t stop tickling you!”

“Ahehahha! Fihiihihne! Pfft- Geahhaha! Fihiihihine, you wihiihhiihn!” Kunigami cried, tapping the mat repeatedly. “I like hiihihim, now stahhahap!”

Bachira did as promised, pulling his hands back and standing. “Knew it. Don’t wait too long to tell him now. He just might like you back.”

“Like who back?” As if the devil himself had been called. Bachira grinned at Chigiri’s confused expression, winking at Kunigami as he made his way towards the door.

~~~

“Want some?”

“No way.”

“Come on!” Igarashi groaned, bowing his head in plea as he presented his pickled radish. “One trade? I won’t ask again!”

“Dude, no way! Pickled Radish makes my breath stink. How the hell am I to pick up girls like that?” Yudai shook his head, leaning away from the dish. “Besides- it’s not like I’ve got anything better.” On his own tray were two soft boiled eggs. “I’m starting to hate eggs…”

“It’s not like we’re going to be meeting any girls while we’re here! Plus it taste’s alright!” Igarashi gave him his best big eyes. “I haven’t had soft boiled eggs on rice in so long! I’m craving them!”

“Move up in rank and you’ll have them then.” Yudai rolled his eyes, breaking a yolk over his rice. His stomach turned at the sight. “Nevermind. Here.” He traded.

“Yes! Thank you so much, Yudai! I’ll never forget you after you eventually lose!” Igarashi cheered, taking his eggy rice.

“What the hell does that even mean?” He rolled his eyes before taking the radish. Well- at least it was new.

“Hey guys!” Bachira bounced over, leaning in so he was between them. “Whatcha doing?”

“Making ourselves like this stuff.” Yudai poked at his tray, nose twitching as Igarashi devoured his rice. “Hey, do you like pickled Radish?”

“Mm..nah.” Bachira shook his head. “But you know what I do like?”

“What?” Yudai raised a brow, Igarashi putting down his bowl in equal curiosity.

No warning was given. Bachira simply put his arms around both their waists and attacked.

“AH! Ahehahahahhahaha, nohohohohoho come ohohohohn mahahhahahan!” Yudai cried out, nearly drowned out by Igagauri’s own wails of mirth.

“Gheahhahahahahahha! Nohohoohooho! Dohoohohohohn’t I’m tihiihihhicklish!”

“Are you now? Man, you two are so quiet- I nearly forgot you were here!” Bachira cooed sweetly, moving his hands to their bellies and earning even more squeals and laughs. “I need to do this more often, he he he~”

He pulled away, not before reaching out and stealing an egg. Smiling at the taste, he turned to his own tray, placing his plate of abandoned udon between them. “Thanks boys!”

Igarashi’s complaints about the egg were quickly forgotten as he and Yudai thanked him relentlessly, spitting the dish. Bachria grinned as he headed out.

Only one more person to go.

~~~ “So what do you wanna work on?” Isagi asked as they walked out to the field, stretching his arms. “Speed? Dribbling? Scoring?”

“Actually- I wanna work on something new.” Bachira walked up, an easy grin on his lips. The lack of a soccer ball should have been Isagi’s warning. “I wanna work on blocking.”

“Blocking? Alright.” Isagi shrugged, figuring they really didn’t need one then. “Like, blocking an approach or pushing past one?”

Bachira didn’t respond, only continued to smile. Isagi felt himself twitch, suddenly unsure of himself. “Erm..Bachira?”

“Hey, Isagi.”

“...Yeah?”

There was a flash, and suddenly the world was upside down. Isagi smelled the grass before he hit it, barely registering the feeling before he was dragged under again with waves of ticklishness.

“Ah! Aheahhahahahhahaha! Whahahahhait, whahahahhahait- Bahhhahachira!” Isagi cried, kicking his feet and twisting about as Bachira’s fingers flew against his ribs, focusing towards the center as he slowly began his descent towards his lower set. “Whahhahahaht the heheheheheehell?”

“I saved you for last, Isagi-chan~ I wanted to hear you laugh the most today!” Bachira cooed sweetly at him, going right for that awful spot on the lowest rib. Isagi arched with a shriek, laughter blossoming out of his lips as his squirms increased. “I wanna hear you squeal like a pig!”

“BAHAHHAHAHCHIRA, STAHHAHAHAHAHAP!” Isagi wailed, cheeks on fire and eyes wet with mirth. He pushed with his heels, trying in vain to get away. His hands circled Bachria’s wrists, gently tugging. “OHOOOHKAY STAHHAHAHP!”

Giggling, Bachira pulled back, resting his hands gently against Isagi’s belly as the other gasped for air, smiling warmly at him. “Hehe, you’re adorable, Isagi-chan.”

“Heh…hehehe…” Isagi rolled his eyes, moving his own hands up from Bachria’s wrists to his hands, holding them within his own. “Tehehhell me…dihiihd you actually wahahhant to train?”

“Nope!” Bachira popped the “P”, grinning. “But since we’re here, we can do something else~”

Isagi raised a brow, sitting up. “And that is…?”

Bachira’s lips silenced any questions he had as they pressed gently into his own. Not that he was complaining.

~~~

The day was long but rewarding, and Bachira giggled himself silly as he tugged on his sweats, fresh out of the shower. The entire time, he kept replaying the highlights in his head, his lips still tingling from Isagi’s kiss. The perfect ending to a fairly mischievous day.

And yet…he couldn’t shake the feeling something was missing. The smallest detail to make the day even greater than it was.

As he walked into the main room, watching the boys set up for bed, it hit him.

Quite literally.

“Grab him!” Raichi called, and Bachira turned on his heels, running for the door. Just a few more steps- “Nope! Chigiri was before him, his speed proving useful beyond the soccer field. A second of hesitation proved all that the other’s needed; Bachria squeaked when arms came around his waist, hiking him up and off the floor.

“Sorry, Bachira- but not really.” Gagamaru sounded deeply amused as he unceremoniously dropped him into a pile of futons. “You brought this on yourself.”

Bachira went to mock-argue, but all that came out were giggles of anticipation as the rest of the team came around him, Kunigami’s hands gathering his wrists in a gentle but firm hold as Isagi took his rightful seat across his lap. At least his back was protected. For now.

“Ready?” Isagi asked, raising his hands with wiggling fingers. On each side of him, Raichi cracked his knuckles while Chigiri giggled softly in his hands. Behind them, someone grabbed his ankle-possible Kuon, maybe Iemon? It really didn’t matter in a minute.

“Ahehehe- hohohold on! Wahhahait, wahhahit.” Bachira giggled out, willing his heart to slow. It didn’t- the pause only made his anticipation worse. “Neehhehevermind, just doohohoho it!”

“Eager, aren’t we?” Kunigami teased as they looked to Isagi to make the call. With an unfairly long pause, Isagi smirked.

“Get’em!” He shouted, and Bachira burst into howls of mirth as multiple hands attacked at once. Isagi took the lead going right for the ribs while Rachi drilled into his hips. Chigiri- oh that devil- he slipped his hands beneath him so he could claw at his back! His legs weren’t any better- someone’s hand danced along his sole while the other squeezed his knee and calf like they were playing guitar. Kunigami, much to his credit, didn’t attack- instead opting to keep Bachria’s arms up and out of the way. That, however, didn’t stop Naruhaya from slipping under his arm so he could give his neck and ears a few playful scribbles.

“GHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!”

Teases and jeers were thrown at him, but he could barely think beyond just how ticklish it all was. He didn’t know if he was pleading for mercy or simply laughing- everything was a bit of a blur. Had it been a minute or ten? Was he still in this universe or had he transcended into a new one?

“Okay- STOP!” Isagi called, and instantly the hands retracted. Noise returned- he could hear the others laughing around him, cooing at him sweetly or jeering about how he had it coming. In the corner of his eye, he could see Kunigami gently prod at Chigiri earning a swat and a halfhearted glare.

It was all nice, but nothing beat seeing Isagi above him, blue eyes like the sky he so rarely saw since coming to Blue Lock. A smile played on his face as he reached out, cool fingers gently brushing sweaty bangs off his face. A pair of even softer lips followed, pressing gently along his brow before he climbed off, mumbling something about getting the dribbler some water.

“Best day EVER!” Igarashi cheered, earning a chorus of both “Hell Yeah!”s and “Shut the hell up!”s. Bachira giggled breathlessly as he curled beneath the futon he laid upon, watching the rest of them find their own. He felt light and dizzy and giggly and warm. So comfortably warm, like he was lying in his favorite spot at his Mom’s art studio. Isagi reappeared, water in hand, crawling beneath the blankets and pulling the smaller boy close.

“You okay?” Isagi asked in his hair, his hand brushing his back in a soothing gesture. “We didn’t go too far, did we?”

Too tired to talk, Bachira shook his head, feeling Isagi relax against him. His mind was halfway to dreamland, the rest of Team Z fading away until he could only hear Isagi’s heartbeat. “Thanks for making my day better, Yoiichi.”

Maybe he said it out loud. Maybe he dreamed about it. Bachira would never know. All he remembered was the sound of Isagi’s heart racing faster, the arms around him tightening some with such care.

He dreamed of endless blue skies that night.

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bakumu · 2 years

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beautiful way

Raichi Jingo x fem!reader

wc: 1.4k

summary: a restless night lets raichi examine his feelings, what will he do when he can finally put words to his emotions?

cw: fluff, none really, reader has a cat

a/n: i love the idea of him running for love, so this will probably be a common theme in my writing for him.

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

The moment Raichi realizes he's in love, he runs.

It's two-thirty in the morning and he's been trying to sleep for hours, but his brain won't stop. He spent his entire day off with you; the two of you at the farmer’s market in the morning, then home to make lunch, and finally an evening walk downtown past a little hole-in-the-wall that smelled too delicious to pass up.

Every minute of the day had been spent by your side, listening to your laugh. So why can't he fall asleep? It was such an eventful day and he has to be up in 4 hours… but the ache in his chest just won't go away.

Maybe ache is the wrong word. It’s like a constant whirl of electricity spinning around inside him, sending sparks to his brain that burst into beautiful images of you. They nestle themselves against the top of his skull, floating to the surface like messages in a bottle.

It's confusing, aggravating, and yet so pleasant that he doesn't want to close his eyes.

He rolls onto his side, and stares at his hand —the same hand that settled against your back when you walked through the crowded streets just a few hours ago— and he wishes that you were here right now.

He wishes that every second of the day could be spent with you. That your smile would be the first thing that he sees when he wakes up and the last thing he sees before he closes his eyes.

He stares up at the ceiling and imagines what a life would look like with you and the image appears to him much too quickly. A big house with a nice view, Sunday morning breakfasts, and you dressed in nothing but his shirt, swatting his hands away with a spatula.

Fuck, his chest hurts.

He rolls over again, hoping that it will magically cure his restlessness. But it doesn't. His eyes remain open and he replays the morning over again in his head.

“Jin! Jingo!”

Your voice calls him from his thoughts, and he puts the bouquet he was staring at back into its place at the flower stall.

“What are ya yellin for? I'm right here.”

“Well, you weren't listening to me.” There's a small pout on your face that he tries not to focus on. “Do you like those flowers?”

The only reason he was looking at them was because they reminded him of you. The arrangement was filled with bright blues and pinks, heavenly placed so that no one flower stood out against the other. It was perfect.

“They’re alright.”

“You’ve always been a terrible liar.” You shake your head and pick the bouquet out of its holder. “If you like them so much you should get them!”

He did end up buying them; they’re in a beautiful little vase that you lent him sitting in his kitchen right now.

But he can't get the image of you holding them out of his head. You carried them through the whole market while he held all of the shopping bags.

Watching you flit between stalls with the sun bathing you in its warm light gave him renewed energy. Every smile, every laugh, every time you pointed at something interesting or grabbed his arm to prevent him from walking away gave him a new meaning to draw breath.

It's not like these feelings are new to him. This feeling in his chest has been here for a while, for weeks or even months, but now…

Now it's different.

It's wholly encompassing, and every fiber of his being is begging for the truth to come out. For him to admit it to himself.

To admit…

He bolts upright in bed, clutching at his chest. Is he..

Oh fuck.

He throws the covers off of him and starts pacing the room.

He feels jumpy, so much more alive than he's ever felt in his life. And he needs to go. Run to you and tell you everything.

Raichi moves his hands through his hair as he checks the clock again. It's almost 3 a.m., but everything in his body is telling him that he needs to go to you.

Without so much as a second thought, he puts on pants and a shirt before grabbing his phone and keys and rushes out the door.

The night air is cold and makes his chest burn as he runs. The streets are empty and the traffic lights are blinking; it's just him and the silence but it feels right.

He pushes himself harder, pumping his arms to run faster, to get to you quicker.

He runs past the restaurant you ate at tonight, through the same park the two of you walked through hours ago. Your smile flashes through his mind once again, bringing a smile to his face as he runs. The excitement that he feels in his chest needs to escape.

Running along the tree lined path, he can't help himself as he balls his fists and screams, pouring every ounce of extra energy he has into running faster and faster.

Birds rouse from their nests and fly from the treetops at his outburst, but he keeps running until he's out of the park. He rounds a corner and then another until he's standing in front of your building.

He’s sweaty, his chest is heaving, and he's sure that he looks crazed right now but he doesn't care.

He takes the stairs two at a time to your floor and it isn't until he's about to ring your buzzer that it dawns on him that you're probably asleep.

His hand hovers over the buzzer, until he lets it fall. His own realization shouldn’t rob you of your own sleep. Raichi takes a step back from your door, letting all the emotions calm inside him before finally deciding to abandon your door.

He takes a step back towards the stairs but something catches something moving in the corner of his eye.

Your black fluffy cat, Wolfgang, hops onto the window sill and parts the curtains with his head. Raichi stops in his tracks, turning towards the window and holds his finger up to the glass. Wolfgang tries to sniff it through the glass until something calls his interest from inside the apartment.

You pull open the curtain and Raichi can hear your voice muffled by the glass, “What are you looking at—” You jump when you see his figure before your face relaxes when you realize who it is standing creepily outside your window.

You hold up a finger to him and close the curtain. He can hear some rustling from inside and a light comes on before you open the door.

Your hair is messy; you look like you haven't been able to sleep either, wrapped in a blanket that makes you look like a burrito, but to him, you’ve never looked more beautiful.

The still night fills the space between the two of you as Wolfgang rubs against your blanket.

“Hi.”

Your brow furrows as you scan him; you must be thinking that something’s wrong or that he's here for some insane reason —and he is— but he needs to take in every detail about this moment before he speaks.

“Jin, what are you doing here, it’s—” Wolfgang steps out of your apartment and Raichi can see the panic on your face.

He holds out a hand to stop you from scrambling as the fluffy creature walks in figure-eights around Raichi’s ankles.

“He’s okay,” Raichi says, leaning over and picking up the big boy and cradling him in his arms. “He won't run off, he loves you too much.”

You relax now that Wolfgang is secured, leaning against the door frame. “So why are you here at 3 a.m.?”

“I couldn't sleep.” Raichi rubs under Wolfgang’s chin and the cat starts to purr.

“Me either, must be fate,” you say with a laugh.

He nods, smiling to himself. It's comforting to know that you were up too, maybe even for the same reason.

Raich steps closer to you, setting Wolfgang down inside the doorway. “I also had a realization.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

Raichi stares into your eyes, and the electricity in his chest makes his heart beat faster. The whole night he’s been thinking about you, about how much he wants you by his side, and now that you're here, in front of him, he feels at ease.

His gaze softens as he finally admits it to himself and to you.

“I love you.”

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