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[torasplanet]

Hellooo! I'm new to your page and to the Blue Lock Fandom. I was wondering if I could get some headcannons on what boys you think would have a black gf and how they would interact with her and her family. I hope this is okay! I haven't been able to fully check the rules yet, so I understand if it's not something you want to do. I love your page ✨️

❝𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐅.ᐟ❞

BLLK. MEN + BLACK! F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; blue lock boys with a black gf and meeting her family !!

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; fluff, skin color is not mentioned but black reader, that mean ass auntie everyone has in chigiris and i think sae’s , that’s it i think and ignore how every scenario has something to do with food, i’m a fatass

YOICHI ISAGI

come on now… ik y’all saw this one coming

i feel like isagi is that boyfriend that loves soul foodddd, like i’m talking he will beg you for it everytime you cook

he could eat an entire pan of cornbread after a rough practice i’m telling you and maybe a lil chili on the side

everytime you get your hair done, he always looks at you like he’s never seen you before and you were light itself

“wow that’s so good! i saw this one style on instagram, you should get it.”

when it comes to meeting your parents, he’s literally shitting himself and on top of that, you chose to bring him to meet your family during easter so that means all your family was there

and they all saw him being so fucking competitive with the little kids to get the eggs, it started as a game but then the little kids started calling him poop head and he cannot let that go

speaking of, he is a baby magnet. all your little cousins wanted to play with him

“hi…i’m yoichi.” isagi muttered while standing beside you nervously with a red solo cup in his hand full of a caprison, he didn’t know if he was allowed to get the sodas. your baby cousin told him only for adults.

your mom smiled at him with a laugh “nice to meet you, i hear good things about you.” she says and isagi nods while trying not to seem too nervous as your dad hasn’t said anything yet. “yeah, nice to meet you man.” your father says raising a fist for a fist bump.

isagi smiled non-nervously for the first time and returned the fist bump. you leaned on his side comfortingly but the conversation was cut short when your baby cousin ran up and tapped your boyfriend’s leg. “play with me! help me find eggs!” she yelled jumping up and down and isagi looked at you for approval and you nodded before watching the two scurry away toward the yard.

“better start cooking, he’s gonna work up an appetite.” your mom said to your dad with a laugh making a deep belly chuckle come from him while you sweat-dropped. isagi could be really competitive when he wanted to and lord knows that those little kids took this egg hunt seriously. he was gonna be the designated babysitter for the rest of his life.

and wouldn’t ya know it? five minutes later, all you hear is isagi screaming with your younger cousin at all the other ones “move you little shit. it’s mine.” he grumbled pushing a 7 year old to the ground to get the egg but when they tried snatching it out his hand, he picked them up and started to threaten them to their face.

“yoichi!” you yelled from the porch glaring at him to tone it down and he sighed and dropped the child but only whispered his threats now. ever since then isagi loved going to your family gatherings, he likes the children games.

SAE ITOSHI

sae is a traveling man, he’s all over the world so he’s vaguely familiar with dating women of all different races

he likes taking you on dates and spending hella fucking money on you

that being said, he likes to pay for all the things you want. he likes to pay for your hair, the products, your clothes, if you want your nails done, he’ll drop a band right there for whatever design you want

sae kind of has a fascination with your body also, like whenever you get out the shower he likes to rub lotion and whatever other products you use on you but not in a sexual way

that’s just a gen hc but whatever

sae really likes to watch you do your hair, not because he doesn’t know anything about it, he just really likes to watch. it’s also good for you because whenever you get too frustrated he just calms you down and says he can get someone to do it if u want

really bad at doing your hair and not just curly hair, any type of hair. straight, kinky, wavy, it’s doesn’t matter bc the most he can do it probably a ponytail

anyways he’s probably very chill about meeting parents, he’s a very classy guy so he has nothing to worry about especially bc he met them during christmas, so he bought hella gifts

that being said, he’s also not going to let any disrespect to you slide

sae stacked two plates with macaroni and cheese, turkey, greens and other foods he knew that you liked as he occasionally said hi to the people that passed by him in the kitchen. once he was finished he trodded over to the living room where you sat chatting among your family while trying to avoid the children running around.

he swiftly dodged one of the soccer balls he got one of your nieces as a gift and made his way to you and your mom. “here baby.” sae muttered handing you your plate and then your mother hers. you thanked him with a smile but the smile didn’t last long when you heard the huff of your aunt beside your mom.

“honey, i feel so bad for you. you had to make her plate.” your aunt said with a small chuckle as the boy sat next to you with a confused look on his face. “why is that a bad thing?” he asked already not liking where this conversation was going. the entire car ride, you were complaining about this aunt and how annoying she was toward you but how you never said anything.

you grabbed his hand to tell him to just let it go but you should’ve known better, if you weren’t going to do something, he was going to do it. “well you’re the man, she’s supposed to be serving you.” sae rolled his eyes very obviously with a ‘ugh’ leaving his throat.

“if i’m the man i should be serving her. she shouldn’t have to move an inch.” he muttered glaring at your aunt and looking her up and down with disgust and that’s when you decided to stop it. you put your hand on the side of his face and turned it toward you to whisper in his ear. “be quiet.” you muttered and he only rolled his eyes again.

you took a spoonful of food and shoved it in his mouth before kissing his cheek to thank him for standing up for you. “you’re annoying.” sae said beneath his breath and you just told him “thank you.”

RYUSEI SHIDOU

idk how to explain it but i don’t think you being black would change how he acts in the relationship

he buys you things, clothes, food, anything you’d like

doesn’t care much for your hair and not in a disrespectful way it’s just he wouldn’t get it if you said it looks bad when it looks perfectly fine to him??

does like watching you do your makeup and commenting that your concealer shade is so much lighter than you and laughing about it (he barely understands shit abt makeup unless it’s eye makeup)

when meeting your parents, he was not nervous but you warned him that he needs to tone it down just a bit afterall this is the first time they’re meeting him

he didn’t want to do it but he did because you asked him to although despite this, he still fits right in with your uncles

and not the sports fanatic uncles, the uncles that try and upstage each other during every family gathering

you watched as shidou laughed with your uncles in the backyard, all of them with a drink in their hand due to new years just coming around merely minutes ago. “you play soccer right? must be flexible as hell.” one of your uncles asked shidou as they lightly punched him on his shoulders while he laughed.

this was shidou’s opportunity to show out. to show how flexible and amazing he was and of course, he’ll never miss an opportunity to show off his talents. “hell yeah i am! watch this.” he mutters making motions for everyone to make room for him and they did. seconds later, shidou began to do a backflip that just turned into him doing other flips until he felt like stopping.

“wooo!” “damn man!” the men whistled as they gathered around your dear boyfriend who just laughed extremely loud. then his stomach started to growl and he immediately looked over to you who watched the entire ordeal “babydoll!” the tanned man shouted immediately gaining your attention. “can you get my plate please?” he asked still yelling. usually you would’ve told him no and that he can get it himself but he was having so much fun, so you nodded and went inside to get his plate

when you came back from retrieving his plate, he was sitting at the table on the porch waiting for you breathing heavily. “you have fun over there?” you asked sitting next to him and he nodded with a laugh “yeah and now i’m hungry, feed me.” shidou said with his words coming out as a jokingly beastly sound making you grin.

“nah, you have hands.” you said pushing the plate toward him but he let out a groan as he threw his head back. “my bones hurt.” you sighed at his pleading and picked up the fork before scooping mac and cheese on it and of course, shidou had to give you instructions. “get some of the barbecue from the ribs on it.”

RENSUKE KUNIGAMI

pretty much a combination of everyone on this post

child magnet, parents love him, uncles love him, just really loved by your family overall

he likes soul food but mainly the desserts, he loves that shit

kunigami doesn’t really know how to do your hair but he tries his best but he’s really good at doing your edges for some reason…

knows so much about you that he can go into the beauty supply store and they recognize him and already have all your skin stuff ready

unlike everyone else on this list, he met your family when they came to one of his things and even tho he talked to them for only a few minutes, he managed to make them accept him into the family already

kunigami sat in the empty locker room drinking out of his water bottle with heavy breaths leaving his throat. the game was very stressful but it was fine because he saw you in the stands cheering for him like always with the addition of your parents.

his attention turned to the door when he heard it opening and he saw you and your parents standing there with smiles on your faces, you had on one of his extra jerseys with a corny smile. “you did so good!” you screeched hugging him as your parents laughed at how excited you were.

“i’m not a huge soccer guy but you are good.” your dad said walking over and putting his back comfortingly making kunigami smile. then came your mom with a styrofoam box in her hand. she practically forced it into his hands “here, i thought you’d need it after allat running.” she said and your boyfriend smiled not overwhelmed one bit with all the attention.

kunigami opened the box and ate a spoonful of one of the food portions and immediately hummed in delight. “mhm! this is so good. you either have to give me the recipe or make me my own tray.” the ginger boy said with a hearty smile on his visage.

you kissed his cheek “okay we’ll leave you to get dressed, see you after.” you said with a smile before you and your parents walked away with kunigami bidding his goodbyes to the both of you. safe to say, they loved him.

HYOMA CHIGIRI

just like he’s obsessed with his hair, he’s obsessed with yours

like obsessed obsessed, if he didn’t know how to do your type of hair before, he learned how to like he might as well be your hair stylist because he can do whatever style

silk press, ponytail, simple straightening, literally you name it and he can do it. certain hairstyles he can’t exactly do well like box braids and shit, you’re better off going to someone else but still

if you wear wigs, he knows how to lay that shit DOWN. and by this i mean he watched so many tutorials and can only glue it. so don’t expect him to do the whole thing

beauty supply store knows him by name, he’s always in there buying stuff for you (and him) like he knows everything you need and use. mielle, carols daughter, he knows it all

he also likes when you do his hair, he really likes when his hair smells like yours because of the oil but don’t fw his shampoo. he got that routine down.

he wasn’t nervous meeting your parents, he didn’t really care too much for it so he went there and acted like his usual self. his pretty princess self.

“c’mon get on that grill, show us whatcha got.” your dad said slapping a hand on chigiri’s back that hurt a lot more that he’d anticipated. he looked at your dad and your uncles standing around him unaware of you watching from the porch.

kids ran around wanting to light the fireworks for fourth of july already as you sat next to your aunt. “when are you going to get a man? it’s been years [y/n]?” she asked turning toward you and you looked at her confused while trying to figure out what she meant by that.

“he’s right there, what are you talking about?” you asked tilting your head and your aunt merely scoffed as she rolled her eyes. “please, he looks like a girl and can’t grill nuthin’.” your aunt said a little too confident for someone that’s been single since you were little. “he doesn’t cook with his hair down.” you said with your nose scrunched up irritated as if he was the devil, chigiri appeared in front of you with a sheepish smile.

“hey babe, hope i’m not interrupting anything.” the redhead said looking between you and the older woman and you gave her a passive aggressive smile before turning back to your boyfriend. “not at all, what’s up?” chigiri smiled and turned around with his back facing you.

“can you put my hair up? i’m gonna cook.” chigiri asked and you hummed in response before beginning to put his luscious locks into a high ponytail with the hair tie on your wrist. “thanks babe, come over with me. i miss you.” chigiri said turning around and kissing your cheek. the whole reason he was asking you to come over there was because he could clearly see your hatred for your aunt in this moment.

plus he really did miss you. “okay, bye.” you said waving to your aunt not even looking at her before you and chigiri walked off the porch and to the grill. your aunt did not like him but after he cooked the food, your dad did.

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[saexy]

A BIG THANKYOU TO @fighto-art for THEE MOST ICONIC-DOPEE COMMISSION !!! you MADEE MY ENTIREE DAYY IRENEE!! THANKYOU BABYY 💕💘💕💘💕💘💘💘

ITS LIKE OUR OWN RATATOUILLEE!! YOUR ARTSYLEEE REALLY REMINDED ME OF IT AND BEING MY FAV FILM AS A CHILDDD I HAD TO HAVEEEE THISSS <333 IRENE YOU ARE DARLING TO WORK WITHMUAHH MUAAH MUAAAH THANKYOU ONCE AGAIN!!

[DONT SAVE ITS A THREAT]

[jlaudio]

the squid game doomed yuri is really good. i wont lie to you

[saenora]

lil annoucnement.. SAE HAS BEEN STOLEN BY NIEE !! 🥹🥹🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

[spiderwarden]

Hey? You want to know a little thing? Not only do I think that your dedication to Minthara rivals what you had and felt for our beloved Cersei; I sometimes actually think that your dedication for Minthara surpasses it entirely. But seeing this and your reactions to Larian's decisions now, I think this is absolute vehement truth of that. But, with that, I want to point out an extra not-so-little light that's tied to that realization: I don't think that any of us get sad, angry or emotionally invested in any way, if we don't harbor a whole lot of care, love and understanding for these characters that we choose to write. I don't think you'd be angry or bummed out if you didn't care a whole fucking ton for Minthara, Mel. And that's why I insist on seeing you write her just as much as you always have, if not more from hereon out. That character? Deserves every ounce of dedication that you feel for her on the daily. Every time that you send me anything pertaining to her, whether it's a silly meme, a headcanon, an elaboration of canon, a random TikTok (and you know I don't click those easily! But I do for you), or the most gorgeous fanart— I know you're sitting there with the biggest smile on your face, I can hear it clear as day every single time. And I need that to continue, I think she deserves that, and I know that you definitely do. Mel, it's my firm belief and reality that Minthara couldn't have possibly found a better mun to write her than you. An incredible fighter like her, deserves an even stronger fighter like you, to carry her torch throughout Tumblr and write her in every possible way any of us can ever imagine.

I'm sure that I speak for more than just myself when I say that your meta is golden. And I will read every single thing you post, with the biggest smile on my face, because seeing a passion like yours is what I'm here for. It was the first thing that drew me to your Cersei, and remains one of the things I adore most about you to this day.

DONT MIND ME PULLING OUT SOME OLD GIFS I MADE WITH OUR OLD URLS ON IT BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WORD AND POSSIBLY REACT TO THIS WITHOUT TEARING UP AND CRYING.

WTF sae how am I suppose to respond to this!! Without a whole slew of words to reflet how happy this made me to see and read. We have been legit friends since that first nutella ask in what, 2016? And I think honest to god a this point we know well enough that we are going to be friends for mANY many more years to come. We've been through each other's highs and lows, and even in real life grief. (I hope? You've helped me in mine, back when the unthinkable happened.) and we have a sort of understanding over one another that we literally know how to deal with each others brains and unconscious habits. I know I'm a bit snippy sometimes and I am forever sorry about that and do feel immense regret each time it happens because LOOK! AT THIS!! LOOK AT HOW GOOD YOU ARE TO ME!

I adore you my best friend, my sister across the ocean, my best friend of many years, and many more years to come. Okay. Thank you. THANK YOU. I appreciate this so much, and I'm going to make a saved tag so I can come back and read this Sae cause I'm still sittiing htere like WTF. THIS IS SO UNEXPECTEDLY SWEET!!! THANK YOU!! AAHHH! WHAT DO I EVEN PROPERLY SAY BESIDES?? A HUMBLING THANK YOU?? And yes, I do love Minthara. I love you my friend. A lot. And I'm going to be cheesy for a second and say, never change. (I know you won't, but LET me be sappy for a second.)

@yuelun made me cry earlier.

[saetoshi]

could i be added to the sae x reader dittoverse taglist, if you're planning to make one?♡ also loser boy sae heheheheh<3

omg i wasn’t planning on making one bc i didn’t think anyone would want it, but i can make one for u and anyone else who might be interested <3

[saenora]

@mikage-rehoe @yuukimiyas @niitoshi @grinmjows @moonartemisia @linpunny @nymphoheretic 🤍

bllk x y/n!!

[shidoglazer]

HEAR ME OUTTTT

sae the fucking itoshi and car sex⁉️💥

“ bitch . . ”

sae itoshi smut mdni car sex ＠shidoglazer

“bitch.” you muttered under your breath as you looked out the window beside you. you and sae just got into an argument about fangirls getting too handsy with him and he didn’t even mind it. claims it’s just “how fans act.”

sae, upon hearing your claim, hands tightened around the steering wheel as he took a deep breath to compose himself before responding to you. “you’re right. i shouldn’t have let other woman touch all over me, so drop the attitude already.”

“the attitude ?? your girlfriend’s hellishly upset at you and you call it an attitude?! honestly! why do i even bother putting up with you, you’re so annoying, you never understand me! and…” blablablablabla is all sae heard for the entirety of your rant about him.

after what seems of an eternity of your blabbering, he pulled you out of your trance when you saw him pulling into a grocery stores parking lot, he parked at a secluded corner so no one was able to see him. after he finished parking, he went limp on the carseat before turning his head towards you, staring lasers into your eyes.

“complain more. go on.” and for some reason, now that he approved of your complaining, all the words got stuck in your throat. your mouth fell agape to say something while your fingers twiddled with the hem of your skirt, but nothing came out. you looked at sae with the most innocent eyes you could muster out, hoping he’d take mercy on you with that murderous glare.

“i.. i’m sorry, ‘should’ve been mature n talk to you, sae,” your voice came out timid as your hands reached out hug one of his arms, pulling him closer to rest your head on his shoulder.

“backseat. now.” “huh???”

“o-oh! sae, saeee, feels so good,, shit, love you so muchh..” you were sat atop of saes thighs while he let you fuck yourself dumb on his cock, something he never usually lets you do since he likes being in control, but he upset his pretty slut girl, so he had to make it up to you. now, your fingers were gripping onto his shoulders as leverage for everytime you slammed down onto his cock.

the slicked noises coming from your pussy was embarrassingly filling the whole car, you were convinced that any passerby could tell what you two were doing from how much the car is shaking. but now, you were purely focused on chasing your high. sae was grabbing onto your hips while his head was thrown back, resting on the carseat; his adams apple visible.

“shit.. slow down would you? so fck’n desperate, haah..” usually, you’d be bound to listen to whatever sae tells you to do during sex, but now? every word he says goes into one ear and comes out through the other, all you knew that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and you’d use it to your full extent.

eventually, your legs tired out. you sat there idle still buried deep in his cock for awhile as he awaited for you to catch your breath while you rested your head on his shoulder. your recovery was faster then anticipated as you started grinding your hips on him instead, rubbing your clit on his pelvis while his cock was shoved so far up into you.

your slick coated his toned lower stomach from how desperate you were grinding for release. sae guided your hips with his large hands, occasionally spanking your ass or your thighs which caused you to jerk upwards, only for you to slam back onto his length again which made you incapable of holding back your moans.

sae on the other hand, wasn’t close to cumming at all. not because you were bad at riding him, not at all— he was just purely used to cumming from ramming his dick into you like he usually did. he was feeling like a needy idiot from how much he was restraining himself to not flip your positions and fuck into you roughly, to not manhandle you and throw you into any positions he wanted you to be in, no. he had to control himself. he had to control himself.

he sighed as he felt your orgasm reach you, the way your pussy clenched around his girth, the way your body tensed up, and noticeably the way you were moaning and whimpering his name like a cat in heat. his set of arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer to him and pressed a wet kiss on your neck.

“so good for me, amor. though, i’m not satisfied yet.”

“sae.. huh?.. whaddya mean- ah! fuuck- sae!” before you could even finish your sentence, hes lifted you up slightly with the strength of his arms and started bucking his hips up with a ravenous pace, the way you were chanting his name like a prayer consistently got muffled from the sound of you two’s skin slapping together harshly.

finally to put you out of this torture, he splurted out his seed into you, letting out a deep and long moan, closing his eyes and going limp against the carseat.

“right. i also need to pick up groceries. you’re coming with me.” sae opened his eyes to look at your face, which has turned into one of surprise. “what?! no way! how do you want me to go out like this?!-”

spoiler: you went anyways, with your panties filled with both of his and your warm slick that made a gushy and sticky noise whenever your thighs rubbed together while walking.

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[ryusdoll]

sae simply can’t take it anymore. everyday, it’s a new fucking thing. your complaining about this, your complaining about that, the foods not good, or you don’t like the dress, or even worse, you’ll be a brat for whatever stupid. sae was tired of it. had he spoiled you too much?? was that the issue?

or did he just need to fuck the attitude out of you..? mdni

so that’s exactly what he did, you were rolling your eyes, about to make another shitty remark or dumb opinionated comment.. it’s almost like you were waiting for him to crack. so he grabs you by the hips and surprisingly throws you over his shoulders, carrying you like a sack of potatoes to the bedroom.

“uh-!! put me down— you jerk, saeee..!! put me down!” you punch at his back, not really to your surprise, he seemed unfazed. and pissed off.

“i don’t wanna hear it.” sae says, sternly. you felt your heart throb and panties grow soaked. shit.

“since you wanna behave like a bitch,” sae speaks, his tone unforgivingly crude. “i’m going to treat you like one.” he throws you onto the bed. standing at the edge.

“strip.” he commands you. of course you obey, taking off your blouse and jeans, leaving you in nothing but your lacy bra and matching panties. sae swears he can feel his pants tighten at the sight of you like this. “bend over,” he says, expectantly waiting for you to oblige. you do as sae says, bending over and arching your back, just how he likes it.

usually, he’d praise, but no. “slut.” he mocks, that’s your title today. very fitting he’d say so. he grabs your hair, gently moving it out the way(that’s the softest he’ll be today), and unclips your bra. his hands come around to squeeze your tits, teasingly rubbing his fingers over the buds. his hand comes around to cup your clothed pussy, while his other hand rubs your ass cheek softly. slap! yep. he wasn’t happy. “you’re going to take my cock, yeah?” he asks you, you nod quickly, gulping.

your pussy clenched around nothing but air, maybe the title of ‘slut’ did fit you. sae pulled your panties down, lifting your ankles up to get them off before he pushed your back down further with his hand. his hands find your hips, caressing your hip bones. then he removes his hands, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants— including pulling off his shirt.

he didn’t even prep you, he considered the fact that you were already soaked, it would be easy to slip in. not that he really cared, he wanted you to feel him, all of him.

a few awkward seconds of silence passed, before sae lined himself up, and pushed forward, not giving you time to adjust, just immediately fucking his thick cock inside your pussy. “gonna take me.. take my cock.” he grunts through each thrust, piercing his cock into your walls, bottoming out every time his hips met your ass.

each slam felt like he was going to split you open, and all you could do was let out choked out little mewls, not expecting sae to be so rough with you, you couldn’t lie though and say you didn’t enjoy the way sae was fucking you into the mattress.

sae’s hand finds your mouth, shoving his fingers inside to gag you. “suck.” is all he says, as you obey and suck his fingers like you would a cock, his free hand moves to your neck, his big hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing as if it was a way to gain even more control over the situation. “stupid brat.” sae lets out degrading comments through each sharp roll of his hips, his heavy balls slapping against you as his cock continues to sink in and out.

you try to protest, choking and coughing on sae’s hands, all he does is tighten his grip on your chin and keep his fingers inside your wet mouth. “shut the fuck up.” he slows down, pulling out then pounding right back into you, your tight heat clenching down on him. the sound of smacking in the bedroom was obscene, mixed with heavy grunts and gagging sounds— plus the smell of sex.

“mh!- mh canphh takee it!!” you try to speak, only to earn an eye roll from the man behind you. “let’s hear what the whore has to say.” he pulls his slobbered fingers out of your mouth, you gasp for air, choking a bit. “mh, i can’t— slow down, p—“ as you wear about to beg for him to slow down and be more gentle inside your now already swollen pussy, he bucks into you even faster, purposely shutting you up until your seeing stars in front of you.

“never stop fuckin’ talking do you?” sae pushes your head down into the mattress, watching your mascara get messy and smear down your cheeks. “just need to fuck y’stupid.” sae lets out a low groan, his hand on your throat comes up to push your back further down into the bed, his other hand gripping your hair tightly and keeping your head down.

then, he releases his grip, now pounding into you slower. his hands come around the bottom to squeeze your breasts with his large hands, loving the way they felt.. he wanted to mark them. leave them all covered by his marks. but he held back, for now. then, sae leans down, you could feel his strong body over your soft back. the feeling of his abs, his buff chest… god it made you suck his cock in even deeper.

“this pussy..” sae grunts, pushing his cock in and out, burying himself into the hilt of your velvety walls. “is, fucking mine.” he continues. “mh.. gonna cum,” his voice cracks a bit.

“gonna let me cum inside right?- fuck, wanna breed this sweet pussy.” sae keeps going, “not that you even deserve my cum. you’ve been acting like such an idiot lately, but.. maybe i can forgive you.” he looks down at you, tilting his head to get a better view.

he was met with your mouth agape, eyes watery like you were in heaven experiencing pure bliss. he swallowed thickly at the sight, his pace slowing down even more. “shit.”

“guess you’re too dumb to even understand me anyways.” he mumbles to himself, before once again fucking into your cunt even faster. “ah— ah.. ah!..” that’s all you could make out, just tiny moans like the slut you were, just for sae.

finally, after what felt like an eternity of harsh slamming in your assaulted pussy, a thick, hot load of cum bursts out his cock, and inside your walls. “ah fuck.” he gives one more good thrust, before pulling out, seeing your cunt clench around nothing but air as his globes of white cum leak out, droplets falling down your thighs so perfectly.

“doin’ this cause i love you.” sae grumbled, grabbing his phone and taking a literal picture of your fucked out state. it was too beautiful to not capture the moment. into the hidden folder it goes!

then, sae leaned down looking at your face again.

“you okay?” he asks, his tone softer now, yet still stern. “mh good..” you nod slowly, eyes closed.

“glad you learned your lesson. let me prepare the bath tub,” sae says, standing up and walking to the bathroom as you remained in the same position, completely fucked out already.

well you had to do that again.

© ryusdoll || do not plagiarize or translate my work in any shape or form.

omg i feel like it became really repetitive so i’m sorry if it’s not as good as you wanted it to be. i try!!! from this request.

[saexy]

ARTEMAS' I LILE THE WAY YOU KISS MEEEEE IS THEEEEE SONGGG

[xinghius]

There Is A Place For You

"Saeee?"

It's supposed to be on for another three minutes, the face mask he's wearing — given how much he paid for it, he sure as fuck planned on getting his money's worth — but if the way you call out for him from the bedroom isn't enough to get him to peel the soaked sheet off his face in haste, he isn't sure what else would be. "Coming," he intones.

Four minutes earlier than planned, Sae steps out of the bathroom, his footsteps silent as he crosses over the threshold, the towel in his hand soaking up excess droplets of water forming puddles in his hair. Hanging it over his shoulders when he's finally done, his forehead puckers at the sight laid out in front of him.

You're huddled up in bed, blanket tucked underneath the dip of your chin, your arms spread over its surface — like melted butter over toasted bread.

He almost melts, too.

It's nothing out of the ordinary, seeing you like this. The only stroke out of place in this picture of normalcy is the fact that you're still awake; you've usually tilted to sleep by now.

(Despite valiant efforts to stay up to welcome him with open arms, with how demanding his schedule is — and how often it translates to him staying overtime to take showers in musk scented locker rooms — it's no more than an exercise in futility.)

"I got lonely," you confess

You pat down the area beside you in invitation — the space you reserve for him, despite how often vacancy occupies it in his stead. "Join me?" you say, your lips just out into a pout. The same one that never fails to get you what you want.

He rolls his eyes, slipping on a fresh shirt over his head — an action you respond to with a whiny protest — before reprimanding you on the importance of routine.

His, at least.

Still, he ends up lying next to you anyway, the final step of his skincare neglected, his shirt long abandoned on the floor, and your fingers tracing arbitrary shapes on his chest.

Wherever the fuck his towel went, he has no idea either.

You hum in content, pressed warm against his skin. He has half the mind to say something, but he's never been much of a talker, and the whirring of the ceiling fan above feels sufficient enough to inhabit the silence.

For you, not too much.

"Can I kiss you?" Your voice slices a clean cut right through it, reaching his heart as well.

He glances at you askance, raising an eyebrow. Inquisitive. Maybe a tad vexed. Flipping onto his side and propping up against an elbow, he looks almost betrayed. "That's a stupid question," he arraigns, the accusatory inflection in his tone unmistakable.

"There's no such thing as a stupid question," you say.

He scoffs.

"Coming from your mouth, there's always plenty."

You feign hurt like the liar you are, pressing a hand over your heart as if guarded. "So mean, Itoshi-san," you scold. "Watch your mouth before I throw you on the couch," you warn, inching away.

"Last name basis?" he teases with guile, closing the new distance you created. "You're going to be an Itoshi someday, too," he reminds, lips ghosting the shell of your ear.

The warmth of it sends a lick of heat creeping up your spine. You tell him to shut up, maintaining feigned annoyance for a good minute. Twenty seconds after that you're melting into him again, falling victim to his spell. He squeezes your thigh and you frown.

"You suck."

He laughs. "I know, baby."

"And you're mean."

This, he clicks his tongue at. His eyes crinkle at their corners and he lets out a noise of dissent. He wouldn't call himself the beau ideal of a lover, per se — then again, no one would — but for all his imperfections, his actions make up for the lack of honesty he can't seem to put into words.

"You're the mean one."

He doesn't struggle, dragging your weight to drape you across his chest. Your thighs cage the sides of his own in the blink of an eye and you can't help letting out a gasp at the suddenness of it all. This contact. Where you press against. Where he allows you to.

A millimeter of distance occupies the gap separating you and him; you still, unsure whether you can move, or even breathe.

He thinks it's cute, your hesitation. On the other hand, it can be annoying at times, how shy you are. How you always feel the need to hold back. To ask, when he's always been willing to give you anything. Anything. Even his last name.

It's offensive how you have yet to see it.

"Look at me," he says.

Wordless, you obey.

He cradles your head in his hands, swiping his fingers along the length of your jaw and reveling in the way you shudder at his touch.

"I told you last time—" he whispers. Still, it remains as sharp as a reminder, one he prays will stick "—you don't need to ask."

It's delicate, this line he treads. He has always been one for taking, after all. Never giving. And often, he is wary just how much generosity he can offer before it turns into some sort of weakness. But when he kisses you and you reciprocate in kind, if not with more desire, he understands why Caesar surrendered himself into the hands of Cleopatra, understands why Antony devoted himself to that love, too.

Maybe it's a horrible analogy, and maybe he's got his facts wrong — he doesn't know much about history, doesn't care enough to, either — but if you can learn to take, and he can learn to give, maybe one day he can learn to be a suave romantic.

But for now, he's content with interrupted giggles and pleads to resurface for air.

[kuronarnze]

HIIIII AIIII, i have came back with a new idea. I LITERALLY CANT STOP THINKING OF BABY RIN AND SAEEE, i wanna request like a oneshot where the reader is still little, and the reader is like reaaaally close friends with little sae and little rin?

a/n: hihiii anonnn! Omg this idea IS SO CUTE, same i have an obssesion over watching blue lock additional time of s2 ep9 THE TWO IS SO CUTEE AGAJHAJAHA, anyways enjoy the oneshot !

Itoshi Brothers & The Reader

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Three Little Stars

The Itoshi household was always a little chaotic, but with you around, it was even more lively.

You had been friends with Sae and Rin for as long as you could remember. Their house was practically your second home, and their parents treated you like one of their own. You were there for everything—playing soccer in the yard, watching cartoons, sneaking snacks from the kitchen.

But most importantly, you were there for them.

Little Sae, who always acted cool and mature but secretly enjoyed when you and Rin clung to him.

And little Rin, who followed Sae around like a shadow—and by extension, followed you too.

Today, the three of you were outside, a soccer ball sitting between you. The sky was turning orange, the sun dipping lower, but none of you wanted to go inside just yet.

Sae kicked the ball lazily. “You’re getting better,” he said, glancing at you with that small, rare smile of his. “Right, Rin?”

Rin, sitting next to you, nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! You’ll be super good soon! Like me! Like Sae-nii!”

You grinned, puffing out your chest. “Of course! I’ll be the best! Better than both of you!”

Sae raised an eyebrow, and Rin gasped dramatically.

“Better than me? Me?” Rin clutched his chest, flopping onto the grass. “Betrayal! Betrayal!”

You giggled, poking his cheek. “I’m just that strong.”

Sae chuckled. “You’re so dramatic.”

Rin huffed, sitting up again. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly grabbed your hand and held it tightly. “Even if you’re better, you have to stay with us forever, okay?” His voice was small, almost shy.

“You won’t leave, right?”

Your eyes widened, and Sae turned to look at Rin, surprised.

You squeezed his hand. “Of course not. I’ll always be with you guys.”

Sae was quiet for a moment before he sighed and ruffled both of your hair. “You’re so childish, Rin.” But he didn’t let go of your other hand.

And just like that, the three of you sat there—tiny hands clasped together, under the warm glow of the evening sun.

Forever. But happiness won't last forever.

Just like Sae left for Spain and came back as a total different person.

Just like Rin who became another total different person after Sae came back to Japan.

People change and people come & go.

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Thank you so much for reading ! (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

[saenora]

Your self-ship arts and hc (also the spicy ones) with Sae are *chef's kiss*

AAAAHHHH STAWPP ELISEEE !! its just a bunch from his crackeddd SKULLL!!! YOURRT ARTWORKSS AREE SO MUCH BETTER THAN MINEE!! UFHH LITERALLY CANNOT GET OVERR EM!!!! BUT THANKYOU FOR WATERING MY DELULUSS 😭😭😭 <33

[saexy]

you were on top of tgat list- okay what if i just 🫣🫶

𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐓 FT. SAE ITOSHI 𖦹°‧ ** you can’t bear physical contact during summer, it’s just too hot. your boyfriend think otherwise.

W/C : 1.3k

C/W : none, pure fluff, reader is feeling insecure (?)

A/N : first fluffy post hihi

𝐒𝐀𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 a lot of things.

He hated weak and annoying people; he hated when his body was too exhausted to train; and he hated when someone raised their voice at him.

But one of the things he hated the most, was the summer. The air was too hot to even breathe, his clothes stuck to his body due to sweat, he couldn’t train properly and the list went on..

But if he hated summer so much, it was for one particular reason.

Sae preferred the cold weather, not only because it matched his personality but also because he could be near you all the time.

Your cute eyes looking up at him and asking him to warm your hands— he loved that. He loved wrapping his arms around you and kissing your red nose.

So yes, Sae hated summer just because he couldn’t be close to you.

Every time he tried to hold you, you gently pushed him away, saying that you were too hot.

So here he was, sulking like a baby on the couch as he was watching one of his previous games.

Yet he couldn’t concentrate; his mind was always drawn to you.

He let out a sigh as he leaned back against the sofa, closing his eyes. Sae didn’t consider himself clingy, but when you refused to kiss or hug him ?

Damn, he was like a child.

Hearing your footsteps, his body immediately rose as he saw you walking toward the kitchen, in underwear.

Well, him too, he was shirtless and in short, and was slowly melting because of the weather .

He titled his head to the side slightly, his teal gaze admiring your curves.

He called your name in a small whine, walking behind you as you put your empty glass on the counter, smiling.

“What is it, baby?”

You noticed his pout, something unusual.

But when he tried to wrap his arms around you, you put your hand on his chest and gently got away from his embrace.

“See? You don’t love me anymore.”

Sae crossed his arms as his tone was cold, like always, but still soft in a way he only used for you.

You giggled as you shook your head, grinning because you found him so cute.

“I love you, Sae. It’s just that I can’t bear the heat of your body right now. I know you want to cuddle, and I’m sorry.”

He only scoffed, grabbing your wrist to bring you closer. He rested his chin on your bare shoulder, his arms wrapping tightly around you.

“You can take it, it’s not like you’re gonna die.”

He mumbled, not even caring if his body was starting to get hot too.

He wanted your touch, so he will get your touch. Winter, autumn, spring, and summer.

Your cheeks started to become red, both from the sentence he used and the sudden wave of heat running through your body.

You smiled, grabbing his shoulders.

“Sae, baby, I’m serious. Plus we’re both sweating, I mustn't smell good. “

The midfielder only pulled you closer when you tried to push him away again, shaking his head.

“No, you don’t smell bad.”

For him, you always smelled like a delicate flower. Like tulip. He didn’t even know why, since you didn’t own any perfume with this scent.

Maybe it was something psychological for him.

You couldn’t help but smile, finding it adorable how needy he was for your touch. Caressing his scalp, you sighed.

“Alright, let’s take a shower together, alright ? So you can hug me without the risk of me fainting.”

He immediately raised his head from your neck, his eyes narrowing.

Oh, Sae liked that idea.

“Ok.”

He then took a step back, leaving you with the space you needed.

You inhaled deeply, showing him a sweet smile. You noticed his eyes running down your body, and you felt yourself blushing again.

“Can I kiss you now ? Or in the shower ?”

His question surprised you, and you chuckled.

“You can do both, but wait to be under the cold water to actually kiss me.”

He immediately stepped closer the moment you agreed, but his face stopped inches away from yours at your last words.

With a frown, he asked you:

“What do you mean ‘actually kiss you’ ?”

Your fingertips trailed from his collarbone down to his chest, like a feather, and it made him shiver.

“Well, you know. Kisses with you always end up with your body on top of mine, so I can only give you a peck right now.”

You could laugh at how random the conversation ended up, but you loved it. He crossed his arms, his stoic expression staring down at you.

“Then from now on, I will hate your peck.”

You laughed, clearly amused about how much he looked like a child behaving like this.

“Is that so ? So I’m not going to give you my small kisses before you go training, or when I leave the house ?”

Sae stayed silent for a moment, evaluating the situation with his tongue pocking his cheek.

He then simply leaned in, turning his face slightly so you were facing his cheek.

“I changed my mind. I want the small kiss now, and the big kiss for under the shower.”

Shaking your head, you leaned in and met his skin with your soft lips. Stepping back, you bit your lips as you saw his ear became the same color as his hair.

“Let’s go then, a cold and long shower awaits us.”

He grabbed your wrist as you walked toward the bathroom, following you like a puppy with a small smile tucking his lips.

Inside the bathroom, you were now curiously more shy.

It wasn’t the first time you and Sae took a shower together, but each time it still made you nervous.

What if he didn’t like your body ? What if he saw you the way you saw yourself ?

Those questions ran through your mind all the time.

Oh, but foolish you were for thinking that.

Sae adored your body; he worshiped every single inch of it. Either it was your chest, stomach, thighs, or ass, he wanted to kiss it all the time.

Yes, he loved your body, but that wasn’t what he loved the most. Because, above all, he loved you.

Sensing something wrong, Sae held your hands in his, his lips flying above your skin.

In a heavy silence, he left a trail of soft kisses from your knuckles to your shoulder. Without breaking eye contact, he gently grabbed the strap of your bra and pulled it down slowly.

When both of you were naked, he held your chin.

“Look at me, love.”

And you did because, of course, you trusted him.

In the shower, he cleaned your back and you did his.

The cold water soothed both of you during the hot summer.

His pink hair stuck to his forehead because of the water, making him even more attractive.

“And now, do I get my kiss ?”

He said it teasingly as he gently pushed your back against the shower wall, his finger putting away the hair in front of your eyes.

Closing your eyes, you kissed him. He let out a faint groan as he deepened the kiss, his hands exploring your body.

Well, he missed you—it has been only two days—but he still missed your body. Like the touch-deprived person that he was.

Further in the day, after the shower healed you from the heat of your apartment, you were both lying in bed.

You randomly remembered that you bought a big ventilator; Sae almost killed you for that.

You turned it on in the bedroom so your needy boyfriend could finally cuddle with you.

So here you were, his arms wrapped around you and his face on your chest, sleeping like a baby.

So no, you weren’t on the ‘what Sae Itoshi hates’ list, but on the contrary, you were on the ‘rare things Sae Itoshi likes’.

And you were at the top of that list.

© yxxdel 2024 — all rights reserved. do not copy, modify, or redistribute my work without permission.

[nagislut]

𝒮ℴ 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝓃 𝓃ℯℯ𝒹𝓎✮

𝒯𝒽𝒾ℊ𝒽 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ ✩

𝒮𝒶ℯ 𝒾𝓉ℴ𝓈𝒽𝒾 𝓈𝓂𝓊𝓉

you and sae have been together for a while and not once has he showed interest in sex, he tends to focus more on soccer as the finals approach so he trains everyday.

every time saes not home you will try and get off without him even if it just fingering yourself or using your pink vibrator. Kept away hidden from sae

you had texted sae you missed him and if he wanted to come over to make out or cuddle. When he viewed your message he texted back saying he was going to practice late with Shidou and wasent going to come over until later.

groaning you threw your phone onto the coach and decided to distract yourself by doing chores around the house since your parents were on a work trip and wouldn’t be back until tomorrow night.

you took a quick nap before waking up and checking your phone it was 11:34. “Gosh when is sae coming over” -you thought pulling the covers off you went to grab your pink vibrator covered in your juices from your last session

-laying in bed you inserted it into yourself gasping a little as you pressed the power button, as it started vibrating you groaned moving it in and out to get more friction grabbing the near by pillow for support as you felt your high coming you heard a small laugh coming from your door

you looked up to see sae standing at the door “your so damn needy y/n. I used the spare key to get in and this is what I’m greeted with?” you quickly turned the vibrator off throwing it to the side and pulling the covers on your naked self feeling embarrassed as your boyfriend had just caught you fucking yourself

“why did you stop?” asked sae. Your cheeks flashed a bright pink as you were lost of words he stepped closer to you leaning against the bed “if your were this needy why didn’t you tell me princess?” A small gasp left your mouth as he pulled the covers off grabbing your waist holding you down and started eating your pussy

you immediately grabbed his hair, you have never felt like this before as he started giving small licks teasing you. You arched your back as he ate you out “sa-e ng-h I’m gon-na c-um” -you said gripping his hair harder, before you could cum he stopped “saeee why did you stopp?”

he then picked you up making you straddle his lap, looking at you with his tired eyes only saying “ride me princess” you let out a soft moan as your begin riding his thigh feeling your wet cunt stain his pants, his hands rest on your waist as you clung onto him. Letting out soft moans he praised you telling you too keep going “cmon princess you know you want this you needy slut”

-you felt that feeling in your stomach you were about to cum gripping onto him harder you picked up your speed. Moaning louder “FUCK SAE I’m cumming” your cum staining his thighs as you collapsed onto him making you whimper

“oh fuck sae” thighs trembling he grabbed your chin and pulled you into a small kiss. “Good girl I knew you can do it” now let’s go for round 2✮

[saetiate]

dec. 15 ✧ day two ✧ going on a date - sae x reader fluff (a lil suggestive)

"Saeee! We're gonna be late!" You press your jewellery on at the mirror in the corridor, giving your outfit one last look.

"Who's gonna be late?" Sae leans against the doorway of the the bedroom. suit jacket in his arm.

"Sae!" You wrap your arms around his neck immediately, and god does he smell good. He still wears the same cologne since the first time he met you, when you told him you loved it.

He lets you hang off him for a moment, loves the way you beam up at him, doe-eyes gazing up at him. He can't resist, giving in to wrap an arm around your waist, his watch pressing against your side.

"You look nice." He looks you straight in the face when he says it before tugging at your dress. He cups your face in his hand, eyes drifting from your eyes to your lips before he kisses you -- softly, knowingly, with so much heart he can practically feel it sitting in his chest.

"Saeee," you whine when he finally lets up, kissing his cheek as your breath ghosts over his ear. "If you're gonna kiss me like that, we'll never make it to dinner."

That makes him smile, a smug look that makes you smack him in the chest.

"Okay." He wraps a hand around the back of your head, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "After dinner."

"Sae!"

He smiles even wider at that.

this is part of the twelve days of selfshipmas event, thank you tartagliove for hosting :)