#it would be more likely sae steals kaisers… to me kaiser is faster to give into vice

[dieno-tsuki]

fell down another pithole of smoking and then thought about kaisae bumming a cig off each other in the back alley of a fundraising event passing it back and forth and then died

[txrully]

hii can I request blue lock boys comforting their s/o thats on her period? (if your uncomfy w this than jst ignore it)

Thank you! 💕💕

YOU'RE MY COMFORT!

·˚ ༘ ꒱ summary when they comfort their s/o who's on her period

·˚ ༘ ꒱ characters isagi yoichi , bachira meguru , itoshi rin , nagi seishiro , mikage reo , chigiri hyoma , hiori yo , shidou ryusei , itoshi sae , michael kaiser , alexis ness

·˚ ༘ ꒱ warning fem!reader implied , lowercase intended

·˚ ༘ ꒱ a/n eeeek i took a kinda long hiatus after exams so sorry this was late- TT

·˚ ༘ ꒱ isagi yoichi

isagi would be so sweettttt. like he’s 100% the type to google how to make your girlfriend feel better on her period and then go overboard. he shows up at your door with snacks, a hot water bottle, and a look of absolute determination.

“babe, i got chocolate, tea, and this random teddy bear i found. will that help??”

he also tries to distract you with soccer highlights and ends up ranting about strategy while you just cuddle into him. lwk adorable.

"yoichi, i don’t need all this, i’m fine—"

"nope. it’s my job to make sure you’re 100% okay!"

"…you’re too much."

"too much in love with you? absolutely."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ bachira meguru

bachira treats your period like it’s an adventure. he calls it “battle week” and declares himself your knight in shining armor. he’s running around like a maniac, making you laugh so hard you forget the pain.

he also makes you random art to cheer you up. one time, he drew a stick figure comic of you fighting a “period dragon” with a sword made of chocolate. you almost cried laughing.

"meguru, what is this??"

"you slaying your period. literally."

"you’re so dumb… but i love it."

"mission accomplished!!!!! >:D "

·˚ ༘ ꒱ itoshi rin

rin is… awkward. but he triessss. when you first tell him, he just blinks and goes, "okay. what do you need?" and when you say “nothing,” he goes into silent problem-solving mode.

he might not say much, but he’ll keep you company, bring you your favorite drinks, and make sure you’re comfortable. he’s like a walking checklist. it’s so sweet how seriously he takes it.

"rin, you don’t have to—"

"you said you have a headache, so i’m staying until it stops."

"you’re so stubborn-"

"you’re welcome."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ nagi seishiro

nagi is… so chill. you tell him you’re on your period, and he’s like, "oh. okay. do you wanna nap?" because in his mind, that fixes everything.

but the second you actually need something? he’s ( surprisingly ) up and moving faster than you thought possible. he’ll even let you steal his hoodie and hog all the blankets.

"sei, can you pass me the—"

"already got it. now come back to bed."

"why are you so good at this???"

"because i'm used to this by now."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ mikage reo

reo treats it like a high-stakes situation. he buys you EVERYTHING—snacks, heating pads, your favorite drinks, and even a blanket that looks like a giant burrito.

“what else do you need? should i call a doctor? a masseuse? build you a pillow fort?”

he’s over the top ( *cough* more than usual *cough* ), but it’s so sweet you can’t even be mad.

"reo, you don’t need to do all this—"

"yes, i do. you’re in pain, and i don’t like it."

"you’re insane."

"insanely in love with you, yep."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ chigiri hyoma

chigiri is so calm and collected about it. he’s like, “i got this.” he makes you tea, rubs your back, and lets you vent about how annoying it all is.

he also takes you on peaceful walks or sits with you by the window, brushing your hair and talking about random things to keep your mind off the cramps. it’s giving romance movie vibes.

"hyoma, you’re like… weirdly good at this."

"i have a sister. i’ve trained for this moment."

"oh my god, of course you have."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ hiori yo

hiori is the gentlest bean. he’s like, “do you need anything? want me to get you soup? should we watch your favorite movie?” he’s so soft and accommodating, it’s almost ridiculous.

he also writes you little notes to cheer you up, like: “you’re stronger than cramps 💪 i believe in you!!”

"hiori, this note is so cheesy—"

"but did it make you smile?"

"…yeah, it did."

"then it worked. :D "

·˚ ༘ ꒱ shidou ryusei

shidou is chaotic as ever, but surprisingly… thoughtful? he shows up with junk food, a heating pad, and an attitude like, “let’s beat this period’s ass together.”

he’s also the type to jokingly pick a fight with your u t e r u s ( you read that right ), yelling things like: “how dare you hurt my girl?! square up, you coward!” it’s dumb, but it works.

"ryu, stop yelling at my uterus—"

"not until it apologizes."

"you’re so stupid."

"but you’re laughing, so i win."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ itoshi sae

sae is quietly attentive. he doesn’t say much, but he notices everything—like the way you hold your stomach or wince when you move. suddenly, you’ve got a hot water bottle and your favorite drink in your hand, no explanation needed.

he’ll sit with you in comfortable silence, scrolling on his phone until you’re ready to talk. it’s subtle, but you feel so cared for.

"sae, you didn’t have to get all this—"

"you’re in pain. of course i did."

"…thanks."

"don’t mention it."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ michael kaiser

kaiser is so dramatic about it. the second you tell him, he’s like, “mein gott, my poor love! what can i do?!” he acts like you're about to be taken from him.

but honestly? he’s surprisingly good at making you laugh and keeping your spirits up. he’ll even let you boss him around for the day.

"michael, stop being so dramatic—"

"i can’t help it! your pain is my pain!"

"you’re ridiculous."

"and you love me for it."

·˚ ༘ ꒱ alexis ness

ness is the sweetest little bean. he immediately offers to make you tea and snuggle on the couch with your favorite blanket. he’s like a human heater—so warm and comforting.

he also sends you texts like, “you’re doing amazing, sweetheart 💖 cramps don’t stand a chance against you!” pure angel.

"ness, you’re being so extra—"

"only because you deserve it!"

"you’re such a dork."

"your dork 🥰."

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[deadprince05]

Summer Beach. Blue Lock

You went with the characters to relax on the beach.

Characters: Isagi Yoichi, Ryusei Shido, Michael Kaiser, Reo Mikage, Seishiro Nagi, Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi

Isagi Yoichi

It was your idea. After a grueling workout at Blue Lock, you literally forced Isagi to take the day off, he mumbled something about "not the time to relax", but agreed. The sand crunched under your feet as you walked towards the water. Isagi was walking behind, his face buried in his phone. Football replays flashed on the screen — even here, with seagulls screaming, he couldn't take his mind off the football. "Really?" — you stopped and looked at the guy sternly. "I'm sorry, it's just... last match," he muttered, but the phone immediately dropped into his bag under your stern gaze. You took off your pareo, remaining in a swimsuit, Isagi abruptly turned away. While you were applying the cream to your shoulders, you could feel his gaze — heavy, stuck on the curve of your waist, sliding lower. When you bent down to get a towel, he froze, as if he saw something forbidden, your buttocks covered with a swimsuit fabric. He blushed, but decided that he would spend the day completely with you and take a break from the hustle and bustle.

Ryusei Shido

The morning began with his rough laughter as he barged into your room at exactly seven, tossing a beach towel in your face.

"Wake up, weakling. The ocean doesn’t wait for people who laze around." His eyes burned with the same intensity as they did on the field—like the shore was just another arena to conquer, not a place for relaxation.

The sand scorched your feet, but Shidou walked barefoot without flinching, as if his skin were steel. He didn’t pick a cozy spot by the water—instead, he sprawled directly under the blazing sun, arms outstretched like a king surveying his domain.

"This’ll do. I can see everyone... and everyone can see me." When you tried to open the umbrella, he snatched it away and tossed it aside. "Coward. Don’t you want your skin to burn as bright as I do?"

He didn’t swim. Instead, he put on a show—chasing seagulls down the shore, stealing balls from random teenagers, flipping dramatically in the sand. Kids squealed in delight; adults shook their heads in disapproval. He just flashed them a sharp grin. *"What, you like how I wreck this boring little beach vibe?"*

But when you finally stepped into the water, his gaze turned unsettlingly focused. He watched in silence as the waves curled around your legs, as sunlight glistened on wet skin. And when you emerged, droplets trailing down your body, Shidou suddenly stood and closed the distance between you until only the scorching air remained. "You know... you’re more interesting than I thought." His voice was uncharacteristically quiet, almost thoughtful.

By sunset, he abruptly grabbed your hand and dragged you down the shoreline. "Run faster. I wanna show you something." You stopped at a jagged cliff where waves shattered against rock with violent fury. Shido hugged you from behind and you admired the scenery.

Michael Kaiser

Kaiser stretched lazily, glancing at the turquoise waves. The sun played in his blond hair, and a light breeze stirred his half-open white shirt. "Are you going to stand there all day?" – your laughter came from behind the guy. He turned around, squinting. You were standing in a light sundress, your hair was slightly disheveled by the wind. "Damn it… She looks like… Worthy." "I'm just giving you time to enjoy me," Kaiser glanced at your figure and grinned. You rolled your eyes, but your lips twitched into a smile. When you ran to the water, Kaiser was in no hurry. He watched as the waves hugged your legs, as you laughed, trying to resist the current. He was touched by this picture, he started coming up to you, and you started watering him. After swimming, he took you to a private beach club, where there was champagne, fruit, four-poster chairs and you had a great time.

Reo Mikage

You hadn’t planned this beach day at all, but Reo suddenly showed up at your doorstep with two tickets to a premium resort, casually mentioning that his father owned the place. The beach was nearly empty—Mikage had ensured complete privacy. Instead of rowdy crowds, there was only the soothing sound of waves; instead of plastic cups, crystal glasses filled with chilled lemonade awaited. "You have no idea how hard it is to find a spot without those annoying fans," he sighed, unbuttoning his shirt with the Mikage Corporation emblem. But satisfaction flickered in his eyes—he enjoyed spending time with you, savoring every moment. The water was decent, pleasantly cool, and you swam until lunchtime. Over lunch (where they served your favorite shrimp salad, though you didn’t recall ever telling him that), Reo suddenly asked, "So, did I make a decent companion today, or do you regret wasting your time?" He said it playfully, but genuine curiosity lingered in his gaze. You assured him you’d had a perfect day and thanked him. In response, he smirked and motioned for you to follow him. You expected another VIP area, but instead, he led you to a secluded cove where the water glowed turquoise even as dusk fell. Breathless at its beauty, you took in the view with sparkling eyes—until Reo stepped closer and took your hand. You stayed there until the last light faded, then walked back together in comfortable silence, the sea breeze carrying the unspoken promise of more days like this.

Seishiro Nagi

The sand was warm when you spread the towel next to Nagi, who had already settled in comfortably, throwing his hands behind his head. His eyes were closed, and his breathing even—it seemed he had fallen asleep even before you managed to take out the sunscreen. "Nagi, we came to swim," you poked him in the side, but he only muttered something unintelligible and turned over to his other side. You went to the water alone, glancing back at his motionless figure. When you returned, drops of water from your hair fell onto his face. "Mmm... Rain?" he mumbled without opening his eyes. "It’s me. You’ve been asleep for two hours already. "But I got enough sleep," — he stretched like a cat and suddenly pulled you by the hand, making you fall next to him. — "Now you’re resting too." You protested, but he had already covered you with his towel like a blanket and pulled you closer.

"Nagi..." "Shh," he covered your eyes with his palm. "Sleep." And to the sound of the waves, in the warmth of his embrace, you really began to doze off. The last thing you remembered was his quiet laughter when you snuggled closer to him. The rest of the day passed in the same lazy bliss. Nagi caught crabs (then released them), ate ice cream (smudged half of it on your arm), and slept again—this time with your hand in his hair. When the sun set, he finally opened his eyes for real. "Not a bad day," Nagi yawned, helping you up. "Let’s do it again tomorrow?"

Sae Itoshi

You walked along the shore, and you picked up a perfectly round pebble and clarified that it was for the collection, and then gave it to Sae. Something soft flickered in his eyes when your fingers touched his palm. Finally, you reached the beach, the guy stood at the water's edge, thoughtfully watching the waves roll onto the sand. His white shirt fluttered in the wind, revealing his toned torso. "You forgot the sunscreen again," his deep voice sounded unexpectedly. He took out his tube and with a familiar motion squeezed some onto his palm, his fingers were cool as he gently applied the cream to your shoulders, but from these touches, warmth spread through your body. After that, you went swimming. In the water, he moved with the same grace as on the field. When a big wave suddenly crashed over you, his hand instantly wrapped around your waist, pulling you close. He didn’t let go for a few more seconds but then stepped back as if nothing had happened. During lunch under the umbrella, Sae silently removed an olive from your plate—the one you never liked. He didn’t even look up, continuing to read sports analysis on his phone, but the corners of his lips twitched slightly when you laughed at this small gesture. When the sun began to set, he suddenly took your hand. "Come," Sae said, leading you to a cliff with the best view of the sunset, his fingers intertwining with yours. You admired the sun as the cool wind blew, and the guy took his hoodie and covered you with it so you wouldn’t get sick. In the pocket of the hoodie was that same round pebble—you thought he had thrown it away, but he had kept it specially for you.

Rin Itoshi

The morning met us with a cool breeze and golden glimmers on the water. You sit on the sand, knees drawn up, while Rin stands a little farther away, hands shoved in his shorts pockets. His gaze glides along the horizon—as if he’s not here at all, but somewhere far away, lost in his thoughts. But when you stand and move closer, he turns his head, and something fleeting flickers in his eyes. "Let’s go?" you ask, pointing at the water. He stays silent but takes a step forward. The waves roll over your feet, cool and lively. Rin walks beside you, not touching you, but you feel his presence—like always, without unnecessary words. Suddenly, he bends down, picks up a flat stone, and hands it to you without looking. "Try throwing it," he says curtly. You throw it; the stone skips three times and sinks. Rin huffs, then picks up another stone, throws it, and it flies far, far away, leaving a trail of ripples behind. "Wow, how do you do that?" — you touch his hand. He freezes for a second but doesn’t pull away. His fingers are firm and warm. He adjusts your grip, and you try throwing another stone, this time following Rin’s hints. Later, you lie on the towels as the sun slowly rolls toward sunset. You notice his gaze skimming over your face, but he immediately looks away when you turn. "Rin…" — you begin. "What?" — he looks to the side, but his hand rests near yours, pinkies almost touching. You smile and don’t answer. A moment later, his finger brushes against yours—first accidentally, then deliberately. When it grows cooler, he’s the first to stand and, without looking, offers you his hand to help you up. Then, on the way home, his palm briefly squeezes yours—firmly, but as if he himself isn’t sure he did it. "Tomorrow," he suddenly says right at the beach exit. "Tomorrow?" you echo. He doesn’t explain, but his eyes hold certainty about something. Truth is, Rin figured out long ago that he likes you—he just doesn’t know how to say it.