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❝ STARS IN THE VAST INK❞

summary; being completely enamoured in the topic of space, you serve the epitome of a nerd when given the chance to talk about it.

pairings; sae itoshi x gn!reader

warnings/tags; fluff, suggestive, cursing, ooc!sae, not proofread, shutting the reader up, reader is implied to be playing with sae as his teammate, reader lowkey has a superiority complex LMAO

a/n; i was struggling if this was supposed to be a sae or kaiser fic.

laying down on the soft grass, gazing upon the balls of light above. sae didn't exactly plan out his date with you to be a whole lesson, but here you were, yapping about space and stars.

"the fact we barely know anything about space sends chills down my spine, but the beauty of it all makes up for the gut-wrenching theories."

you paused to check if he was still listening — he was, as always. however, you couldn’t help but notice the way he was slipping into dream land every time you looked away. which reminds you that sae itoshi is a man of many things, but a twist in his sleeping schedule is not plausible. (which you prove false, barely.)

yet, you continue to talk your ass off because if you’re the only one whom sae makes an exception for, who are you to not take advantage of it?

sae mumbles a curse when you continue to speak your mind. you think its because of the bugs crawling into his skin on the grass, maybe its because of the way you won’t stop talking. you opt to believe in the former because who wouldn’t want to take in the glory of basking in your beautiful voice?

“fucking nerd.” he managed to make up from the string of his incoherent words. but you choose to ignore him because again, who doesn’t want to take in the pleasure of your voice?

“so. anyways, the milky way smells of rum and booze. which reminds me of the time where I came home drunk from the celebration party for winning the match against the U-20 Japan national team.”

“you’re barely 18 and 18 isn’t even the legal age for drinking in japan.” sae responds with a tired sigh.

with your benevolence, you decide to turn the other way (because once again, your greatness can only be reserved for the most worthy of events), proving to sae that you, in fact had the capacity to keep your mouth shut.

but then, you start talking about space once more. and sae tumbles all over again.

“sae, did you know that the moon is shaped like a lemon?”

you couldn’t even finish your sentence (such disrespect to your greatness!) when sae very harshly forced your lips shut with his. and for once, you decide to keep shut for once. you find yourself bending for the whims of your teammate. because you’re the y/n l/n who is always willing to grace people with your presence, this time however is in the form of silence because silence is loud with you. sae finds that everything is loud when it is with you. he doesn’t know what to do with it though.

so he does what he feels is right and kisses you harder. not allowing a wink of oxygen into your lungs (is he trying to kill you? you don’t know. but you don’t find yourself retreating.)

with teeth clashing together, one of his arms find their way to your waist as his free arm supports you from the ground. (a prince indeed, worthy to be held with such elegance. this time, you allow yourself to take him in fully.)

you don’t dare to whimper nor whine his name aloud. he does the bidding for you though.

with a soft whine leaving his lips, his mouth travels down to the space connecting your shoulder and your neck. his teeth grazing your perfect skin. he remains the exception to taint such perfection.

this time however, a light whine leaves your mouth.

no one hears you. only you, him, us.

sae thinks you’re crazy, sae thinks you’re a person of many things, however submitting is not one of them. (you yield for power and glory!)

yet he finds it satisfying when you find yourself at the whim of sae itoshi.

tap tap, your fingers tap on the rhythm of the milky way. (your benevolence could reach the stars)

and it ends like this.

with sae itoshi coaxing you into your raw self. yet a prince such as you doesn’t seem to mind. and with the right touch, at the right time you fall comfortably at the hands of sae itoshi. a cruel man indeed.

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❝ STARS IN THE VAST INK❞

summary; being completely enamoured in the topic of space, you serve the epitome of a nerd when given the chance to talk about it.

pairings; sae itoshi x gn!reader

warnings/tags; fluff, suggestive, cursing, ooc!sae, not proofread, shutting the reader up, reader is implied to be playing with sae as his teammate, reader lowkey has a superiority complex LMAO

a/n; i was struggling if this was supposed to be a sae or kaiser fic. but anyways this fic has references to You, Me, Us by @\daosies! I love their fic sm go read

laying down on the soft grass, gazing upon the balls of light above. sae didn't exactly plan out his date with you to be a whole lesson, but here you were, yapping about space and stars.

"the fact we barely know anything about space sends chills down my spine, but the beauty of it all makes up for the gut-wrenching theories."

you paused to check if he was still listening — he was, as always. however, you couldn’t help but notice the way he was slipping into dream land every time you looked away. which reminds you that sae itoshi is a man of many things, but a twist in his sleeping schedule is not plausible. (which you prove false, barely.)

yet, you continue to talk your ass off because if you’re the only one whom sae makes an exception for, who are you to not take advantage of it?

sae mumbles a curse when you continue to speak your mind. you think its because of the bugs crawling into his skin on the grass, maybe its because of the way you won’t stop talking. you opt to believe in the former because who wouldn’t want to take in the glory of basking in your beautiful voice?

“fucking nerd.” he managed to make up from the string of his incoherent words. but you choose to ignore him because again, who doesn’t want to take in the pleasure of your voice?

“so. anyways, the milky way smells of rum and booze. which reminds me of the time where I came home drunk from the celebration party for winning the match against the Blue lock eleven.”

“you’re barely 18 and 18 isn’t even the legal age for drinking in japan.” sae responds with a tired sigh.

with your benevolence, you decide to turn the other way (because once again, your greatness can only be reserved for the most worthy of events), proving to sae that you, in fact had the capacity to keep your mouth shut.

but then, you start talking about space once more. and sae tumbles all over again.

“sae, did you know that the moon is shaped like a lemon?”

you couldn’t even finish your sentence (such disrespect to your greatness!) when sae very harshly forced your lips shut with his. and for once, you decide to keep shut for once. you find yourself bending for the whims of your teammate. because you’re the y/n l/n who is always willing to grace people with your presence, this time however is in the form of silence because silence is loud with you. sae finds that everything is loud when it is with you. he doesn’t know what to do with it though.

so he does what he feels is right and kisses you harder. not allowing a wink of oxygen into your lungs (is he trying to kill you? you don’t know. but you don’t find yourself retreating.)

with teeth clashing together, one of his arms find their way to your waist as his free arm supports you from the ground. (a prince indeed, worthy to be held with such elegance. this time, you allow yourself to take him in fully.)

you don’t dare to whimper nor whine his name aloud. he does the bidding for you though.

with a soft whine leaving his lips, his mouth travels down to the space connecting your shoulder and your neck. his teeth grazing your perfect skin. he remains the exception to taint such perfection.

this time however, a light whine leaves your mouth.

no one hears you. only you, him, us.

sae thinks you’re crazy, sae thinks you’re a person of many things, however submitting is not one of them. (you yield for power and glory!)

yet he finds it satisfying when you find yourself at the whim of sae itoshi.

tap tap, your fingers tap on the rhythm of the milky way. (your benevolence could reach the stars)

and it ends like this.

with sae itoshi coaxing you into your raw self. yet a prince such as you doesn’t seem to mind. and with the right touch, at the right time you fall comfortably at the hands of sae itoshi. a cruel man indeed.

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OH MY GOSH I DIDN'T NOTICE I HIT 70 FOLLOWERS 😭😭 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!!!!! TYTYTYTY ABHUNDRED TIMES

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JUJUSTSU KAISEN

Gojo Satoru.

THE STRONGEST, OR GOJO SATORU? (gn!reader)

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❝THE STRONGEST OR GOJO SATORU?❞

summary; headcanons for gojo satoru

pairings; gojo satoru x gn!reader

warnings/tags; cursing, highschool—teacher life, geto's death mentioned, mentions of smoking, if you look really closely; there's satosugu.

a/n; I'm having the craziest hyperfixation on gojo.

★ during your high school days with him, most of it will be spent with walks or sharing a bike with geto, or you two alone.

★ he has a habit of getting you your favorite drink everytime he walks past a vending machine.

★ he would help you train if you're struggling with jujustsu.

★ haibara, shoko, geto, and nanami are sick and tired of your corny remarks of each other.

★ they call the both of you, two corns on a cob.

★ he lets you wear his glasses.

★ he knows the prices and the burdens as the strongest, and you're the only one who's able to see it the vulnerable part of him.

★ after he takes in megumi, you two before his unofficial parents.

★ you, geto, and him get into a bunch of trouble with the higher ups.

★ he's good at anything and everything he does, but he pretends he doesn't for the sake of you teaching him. he likes the concentrate look on you.

★ he notices that when training with his infinity, you use softer items like; erasers, an empty plastic bottle, etc.

★ you got mad at his wallpaper being waka inoue so he changed it to you and geto.

★ if you smoke, you sometimes go with shoko and gojo finds it attractive.

★ you paint gojo's nails.

★ he swore, after geto dies, he'll protect you. he doesn't want to fail the label of the strongest if he isn't able to back it up.

★ when geto dies, you experienced the numerous break downs he had and even you struggled to keep him intact.

★ he has a soft spot with people using his first name, satoru. because you and geto said it so softly.

★ you and geto really were the first people to ever see him more as the satoru than gojo.

★ he feels more human with you.

★ he buys you mochi.

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hihi!! i really like your writing and i was wondering if there was a list of the blue lock characters that i could request for? anyway i hope you have an awesome day, thank you in advance :3

HI!! thanks for reading my writing and i hope ya have a great day as well.

— isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, chigiri hyoma, reo mikage, nagi seishiro, sae itoshi, rin itoshi, micheal kaiser, alexis ness, hiori yo, kurona ranze, nanase niijro (i may be missing some characters, so i might come back to edit the list.)

thank you again !!

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will you be the sigma to my alpha

YES (???)

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❝ LOVE YOU? YEAH, I DO.❞

summary; sae as your significant other

pairings; sae itoshi x gn!reader

warnings/tags; cursing, not proofread, rushed, suggestive, short.

a/n; for some reason i was procrastinating on this for a while.

★ he doesn't show affection verbally, so he opted for showing his love through actions.

★ he'd force you to join him on his daily one hour naps.

★ affectionate mean petnames.

★ he gets defensive when you call him out of his music taste.

★ he likes to tease you by kissing the corner of your lips before actually kissing you.

★ bully x bully troupe

★ he doesn't admit it, but he likes it when you wear his jersery.

★ he would share his kombucha tea with you.

★ if you made fun of his haircut when he was younger, he'd most definitely give you the silent treatment.

★ unfortunately, instead of talking out your problems; he'd give you the silent treatment and let you figure it out yourself.

★ he is real serious about skincare and he would have you join in occasionally.

★ he's aware that he doesn't have a lot of time to spend with you, so he tries to make it up with simple gestures.

★ small kisses would end up in make out sessions.

★ the bracelets on his hand are gifts from you and he subconsciously makes sure that they don't get lost.

★ if you join him on watching the ocean, he'll genuinely fall all over again

★ he knows that it takes a ton of patience to deal with someone like him, and he appreciates your efforts.

★ his insults are less toned down with you

★ his attempts at flirting could be considered as insults.

★ if ever a seagull decides that it's lunch will be your ice cream sandwich, then he will not help.

★ turned down any gifts given to him on valentines, except for yours.

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❝WE BOTH LIKE APPLE CIDER ❞

summary; in which, the tangy flavor of your favorite drink lingers on his tongue — he isn't fond of it, yet he still likes apple cider (you).

pairing; Isagi Yoichi x m!reader

warnings/tags; song title is by beabadoobee, cursing, highschool au, not proofread, two idiots in love, prob ooc!isagi

a/n; stream beabadoobee rn her mysic is so scrumptious. i lowk got Kinda off track in the end, but whatever

sitting next to your best friend — in completely silence, yet accompanied by the silence filled with warmth. the lunch bell was bound to ring just in a few minutes or so. he didn't want to take his hand out of the locks of your hair though.

finding serenity in the way you rest so peacefully in your seat, in your own little word — he wonders if he ever existed with you in that little bubble of yours.

the teacher didn't seem to care whether or not you were listening, but you were. (yoichi would get mad if you began flunking your classes 'cause of your carefree attitude when it came to academics.)

but, he didn't really have a say on the topic considering how he himself has had his own problems regarding school. more specifically his trouble with passing assignments due the date.

maybe it was because of you.

.

.

.

the bell rang in his ear, effectively ending the river of thoughts flooding his mind. and pushing you out of your reverie.

"n/n?" isagi's voice called out ever so delicately, as if he was tending to a flower. — you never liked it. he knew that it made you feel far too vulnerable for your comfort, but he still does it. why? cause he wants you to trust him. trust him enough to have you lend your heart to him; for he would care for you until you bloomed in the warmth of the sun.

"hm?"

"did you bring your lunch?"

"no, 'was planning to buy from the cafeteria."

a frown etched onto his lips. you never went to the cafeteria, because you complained that the noise brothered you a ton. plus, he was hoping that today would be a day for just you and him, under a tree secluded from crowds. a spot just for the two of you.

he didn't wanna go somewhere you weren't fond of. (luckily for him, you were fond of the place just if he was with you.)

"what're you gonna get?"

"apple cider andd..uhh. probably just some melon bread. 'wanna come with?"

"yeah. of course!" and something you were exceptionally fond of was that boyish grin he wore. sometimes you just wished that you could kiss him up on his lips, without the worry if he was going to hate you.

———

walking on the pavements leading towards the door of the cafeteria, you spotted a vending machine. oh, it also had your apple cider. you looked back at yoichi, he only flashed you a smile. only responding in a quick look away, digging into your bag you got a hold of your wallet.

inserting in the coin inside the slot, you successfully got your drink. with a hint of a smile, you clicked it open.

isagi never really understood your love for the beverage. all he knew was that you liked it. and so, he liked it. with that information alone, if he could he would buy you a box of apple cider.

pressing the cold metal can up to your lips, you drank only some of the drink. swirling the remaining in your hand. looking to your side, yoichi was looking at the drink. (he was actually looking at you, but noone has to know)

"you want?"

and now, being the gentleman that he is, he couldn't just deny you like that now, could he?

with a nod he took the can you handed to him. he gulped down the liquid. the sweet taste turning into a tangy flavor. he didn't like it, but you looked so happy. he figured that it was all worth it he got to see your sweet smile, directed to noone else but him.

interlacing your hands together, you snatched back the drink from his hands — you were so close to him. that was all he could think about.

both of you laughed, for whatever reason. really. there wasn't a reason to, but you just did. and oh how he loved your the sound of happiness coming from you.

"hey, we just kissed."

"oh, just shut up, you idiot." with a fond tone he chuckled. this was the side you liked. his feisty side.

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❝ SO HIGHSCHOOL❞

summary; in which, you drag sae into trouble during your high school days. sprinkled with mischief during ephemeral times.

pairing; Sae Itoshi x m!reader

warnings/tags; song title made by taylor swift, suggestive at some parts, fluff, highschool au, cursing, established relationship, not proofread, teenagers being teens, makeout session

a/n; both sae and reader are a lil dumb but that's okay. i honestly don't know how different japanese schools are to western school so please forgive me for any inaccurate events

"saee..!" a small whisper rung through his ear, not paying attention to the other as he focused on whatever the teacher was saying.

once more, you called out to him. albeit louder than before but not loud enough to alert the people around you. it felt like the two were in their own little bubble. atleast from your perspective.

it didn't take long before you jabbed sae on his side. it was only then that he paid any acknowledgement at all with a sharp 'what.'

it sent shivers down your spine, but nonetheless you responded.

"notes. 'need them. i forgot to write 'em down."

"and you think i pay attention?"

a deadpanned expression made way to your face, a similar one mirroring sae's own face.

"..'had a query that, perchance, you'd be studious enough to take down notes with the time you spent ignoring me." you said in a stupid matter-of-fact tone.

"do you even know what studious means?"

both stared at each other, as if they were trying to steal a glimpse of their soul before simultaneously turning away, however the loud voice of their teacher called out to them.

"Itoshi, l/n! no speaking to one another!"

as much as the two contrasted from each other, they had the same thing consuming their thoughts. ‘lukewarm ass teacher.'

and they both knew, at least one from the pair (if not both) would walk down the halls — not for the pearly black gates, but instead detention.

———

afterwards, they were called from the loud speaker which boomed through their classroom. ensuring a string of ‘oooohhs’ from their classmates. (which in return was immediately shot down by sae’s glare)

now standing infront of one of the higher-ups of the school. (he had a toupee covering up his unbelievably high hairline along with a hot sauce stain on the side of his tie, however since you and sae were saints — neither of you commented).

instead you mirrored sae's gaze on the ground cause you were slick like that.

"now do the both you mind telling me about your conversation a while back?"

the unkept higher-up was met with silence, however he kept pushing.

"you two will face detention, if neither of you don't talk"

again, nothing.

with a sigh, and his patience running on willpower and a jar of caffeine — they were sent to detention. the moment the pair was out of earshot, sae slapped the back of your head.

"ouch! what the fuck, sae?!" you processed your words enough to not make it any more louder, since any more violations called because of you will be only met with the back of your parents leather belt.

"why didn't you say anything, dumbass." sae on the other hand, couldn’t care less. and unfortunately, he believed that if he was going down then he hands down swore that you were going down with him.

"i thought you were gonna start talking!"

"as if."

"asshole."

(both didn't talk about their interlocked hands while walking down the hall, but it was stuffed in the comfort of sae's pocket and you thought it wasn't enough of an interesting topic to talk about.)

———

left with your thoughts, you sat in the corner of the detention room alongside sae. you laid your head down on the hard wood desk (which didn’t feel as solid as you imagined — rather boney, cold, and calloused) as sae oh so gently played with your hair.

tranquility, what both of you felt with your time spent. although anything but peace came out of your mouth, no word could even compare to what you both felt. that's why you two opted for the quote, 'actions speak louder than words'

because in this case, it was all the more truthful.

the teacher watching you two didn't even care what you were doing. even going out of the room, unannounced and unprovoked.

and you two took advantage of the situation by stealing kisses and making up for whatever you spouted at each other.

luckily for you, the teacher seemed to be outside for a longer period of time. and now you always met eye-to-eye with sae (not really). he knew exactly what you were thinking.

dropping his hand from your hair to your waist, he forced you to look up at him by pulling your chin to him.

"ya sure the teacher's gon' be out for long?"

"just shut up, would you? let me have this."

stealing your lips in a kiss, it felt better than no other. soft touches along the surface of your skin and his.

tugging his maroon hair, and teasing the back of his neck. small grunts came from both of you.

pulling away, to catch your breath. he looked pretty, prettier than ever before.

leaning in once more, he wanted to taste you now that he was intoxicated at the taste of your lips. sweet, chapped, and you, so you.

the door clicked, but you nor sae didn't seem to take notice. it was only untill a small cough erupted from the frame of the door.

oops. well, i guess the leather belt was always going to be the denouement, regardless what path you took.

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❝ PLAYIN' THE GAME OR MY HEART?❞

summary; headcanons for kaiser as your spouse and teammate.

pairing; Micheal Kaiser x m!reader

warnings/tags; reader is playing for bastard munchen, not proofread, suggestive in a way that I don't get

a/n; i wrote this when i was relishing the thought of eating the sea food in eating shows, plz don't bomb me if ever the grammar is shitty.

★ when you two perform 1v1s and he loses, he tries to brush it off as not even trying.

★ his ego is fragile as fuck and he expects you to take care of him. even if you were the one to wound his pride.

★ as much of bitch as he is, he actually (kind of) takes care of you when you had a shitty day.

★ he's lowkey insecure of his looks, because of the fact he looks way too much like his mom for his comfort.

★ he's genuinely such a loser that it's embarrassing (affectionate).

★ if ever he's wearing anything more than eyeliner, it's a really thin layer of foundation.

★ plus on the topic of makeup, he prefers jaw or neck kisses cause he doesn't want you to ruin his makeup.

★ he gets so offended when you insult or mildly say something bad about how he goes about his morning, cause he sees it as his motivation.

★ he uses his name as an excuse for you to treat him as an emperor.

★ he really expects some praise. just stroke his ego and he'll be happy.

★ for some reason he gets offended when you tug his rat tails during make out sessions.

★ those phycological books helped him become adept in guilt tripping.

★ he vocally gets more cocky when you kiss the crown on his hand.

★ he'd gift you blue roses whenever it's valentines day.

★ you two never announced it to the rest of bastard munchen that you two are dating, but the romantic tension between you two didn't go unnoticed by them.

★ he is selfish with his stuff, even with you.

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❝ THEREFORE YOU AND ME.❞

summary; rin itoshi as your spouse headcanons

pairing; Rin Itoshi x gn!reader

warnings/tags; ooc!reader, not proofread, abandonment mentioned(kinda), cursing

★ chubby ahh cheeks when eating, and whenever you tease him it ends up with him giving you the silent treatment for the rest of the day.

★ you guys have horror movie nights! whenever you get scared; he subconsciously holds you to somewhat comfort you

★ due to his fallout with his brother, he developed abandonment issues and constantly over thinks about the day of your departure.

★ he shares his popsicles with you and gives you the bigger piece if ever he unevenly breaks it apart.

★ he will share his ochazuke with you.

★ even if he doesn't like writing as he's taught, he'll go to you whenever he has trouble writing in english.

★ he will have days whenever he looks at himself in the mirror and see sae, even if he says he doesn't cry, a few tears spill when the memories keep flooding back.

★ once called you lukewarm and felt bad the rest of the day.

★ since his favorite color is sky blue, you two will have sky watching dates, or if he's particularly lazy; playing horror games with you even if he or you sucks.

★ he will use his height to his advantage, he won't purposely put stuff on the top shelves though. he isn't that cruel.

★ he will have you as his tutor for school, even if you suck; study with him.

★ reassurance is appreciated greatly.

★ affectionate mean petnames (idiot, stupid, etc.)

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❝ ENEMY OR MY LOVER?❞

summary; In which, kaiser's shit eating grin morphes into jealousy with just a little of your attention directed to someone else.

pairing; Micheal Kaiser x m!reader

warnings/tags; cursing, homosexuality, reader isn't part of blue lock but bastard munchen, narcissistic reader, he/him pronouns, nudity and its in a bathroom, prob ooc! kaiser im not familiar with his character and just based it off the little manga panels i had 😓

a/n; I LOST THE REQUEST AND I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THE FIRST ONE BUT I WASN'T DONE SO YEAH. i will prob make a pt. 2 of this cause this feels unfinished

"mihya! ♪" a sing-song voice rang bastard munchen's cafeteria, paired with his 'stupid and arrogant' face. (kaiser's words not mine)

he looked around and spotted the ocean blue eyes of the newcomer, isagi yoichi. the boyish one that he grew to be fond of.

a smile made its way to his lips as he approached Isagi. he was sitting alone, and now the glorious angel that came down from the heavens, y/n he just couldn't let that happen now, could he?

"excuse me?" his tone completely different from the annoying tone he had when calling out to kaiser, now he was speaking with a somewhat normal voice.

isagi turned his head and greeted at him. "hm? 'need something, l/n?"

"no, not much. 'just looking for mihya."

"..mihya? oh. kaiser?" isagi's voice instantly soured, but kept his composure.

with a sigh Isagi spoke again, "no. i haven't seen him anywhere. how about you just sit with me?" a little bit of selfishness never hurt anyone, right?

that's how you and isagi ended up laughing and talking all together. although you were a bit.. narcissistic; it was bastard munchen. what did you expect from their players?

overall he had a great time with isagi! however, a certain duo-colored male had been glaring daggers into the back of your and isagi's head.

the loud voices felt like the two were mocking kaiser. how annoying.

"oh! and along with my pretty face, i know I'm one heck of a player!" boasting your skills more than you should've, isagi didn't say anything. even though the narcissism was leaking behind that fake ass pretty boy exterior.

tch. kaiser would've said something if he was there. oh yeah. he was micheal kaiser. why shouldn't he barge in?

"your honor, that statement is false" kaiser's 'global warming causing' smirk came into the view of both, having two completely contrasted expression. one with a delighted and fond look, and the other having a soured and annoyed face.

"hm? you think so? well, as much as i love you, you're spitting nonsense, mihya ♪" a playful smile planted on his face, weirdly twisting kaiser's gut and he grabbed y/n by the wrist without a word and glared into yoichi's soul. what a poor fellow.

"why're you even with that pathetic excuse of a striker?"

"cause' hes cool. what's it to you, mihya? jealous? are you falling for me already?" he was teasing the poor boy to no end that even isagi felt pity for him. not for long considering what he just heard out of kaiser's mouth and deciding to speak up.

"tch. what's your problem, shitty clown?"

"the problem is you, striker."

the didn't have the heart to stop both of them, why would you? you're too great for that.

he walked off without a word and happily trotted to the bathroom. he was feeling too lazy to change after he trained and ate before showering.

not long after, kaiser walking in. y/n was submerged into the public bath down to his nose. for some reason the guy looks better when his hair was wet, but who was gonna tell him that? absolutely no one.

"why were you with yoichi?" the emperor called out with that tone of his.

"i was gonna ask him if he saw you but he invited me to sit with him, mihya. did ya miss me? ♪"

"tch, you wish." how cruel for him to even say that with a smirk, but the other grown used to his non caring facade and brushed it off as kaiser being in a bad mood.

a chuckle escapes his lips, ended up choking on the public bath water.

and the dick head, micheal kaiser, did not do shit and just watched. as if he was holding a grudge for hanging out with yoichi.

and he had the audacity to take him by the chin after the other was done choking on water.

"oh? you falling for me already? can't take it when I'm not looking at you?" that teasing grin made it's way to your mouth, the same smile that kaiser wanted to wipe of that pretty face of yours. (hes not elaborating how)

"you really are a narcissist asshole, huh?"

"you love that 'bout me and you know it ♪"

then he left him with a confused mind, since he didn't deny or agree to that quip of his.

———

the two were in the locker room with only one thought in mind, to win the game. kaiser was looking at himself at the mirror while you were whining about how sweaty you'd be after the game.

the two way too close to be just friends nor teammates and the others were glancing at both with a look that read 'kiss already and it over with'.

"mihya! are you even listening?"

"i never was."

"but anyways, you're lucky to be in my presence and hear me listen to my gorgeous voice."

an ugly scowl made its made to kaiser's face and just brushed him off as if he was an insect, but still remained close.

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[misterdetectiveswag]

XII. YOU FEEL SO FAR AWAY

𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 kombucha tea

he hated the color of reddish-brown.

he didn't like watching soccer matches,

all because it reminded him of his former friend.

betrayal, betrayal was the element that ruined his entire canvas. it was never a pleasant feeling. memories feel like weapons at the moment.

why did he even trust that god-forsakken prodigy? were all the gestures all just a lie? did sae use him?

he hated how he was used so easily and he loathed him even more that sae pretended to like him. the signs were very much there. it felt like he was lured into a mouse trap.

his hatred for sae only grew more with time. the more he thought about him; the more he thought of how much he did for him.

why would someone be all affectionate with one just to get hurt at the end? he didn't understand.

was their 'lovestory' doomed from the start? or was he that stupid for falling for a lie? was he that naive?

all this didn't make sense.

———

he felt like his relationship with sae was like a translucent window; you could still see through it, but it was still..blurry. sae felt so close yet so far.

with all the mixed signals that sae was giving him; he truly did feel like he was leading him on. intentional or not it felt like a stab in his heart.

loving sae meant that he was killing himself to stay. though, part of him doesn't regret it.

he believes that he didn't get the chance to know sae better than he currently does.

———

if only he didn't pick up that soccer ball; he wouldn't have met him.

if only he turned away once he met that gaze of his.

maybe he wouldn't have to deal with these messy emotions.

all of it was a lie; a lie that he fell for.

EXTRA / ADDITIONAL TIME:

watching the children that grew from their young years into something more mature gave him a sense of... nostalgia perhaps?

an olive green child watched as his older brother's friend stare off into the distance of the park with a melancholic look. he never gave enough thought of the male's looks. he only ever saw him as sae's friend, however, he seems troubled. he wished he could help..just a little.

masterlist.

[misterdetectiveswag]

MELTING POINT !

summary; basically headcanons for my glorious blue-eyed king isagi yoichi !!

pairing; Isagi x gn!reader

warnings/tags; fluff, cursing, homo, prob ooc!isagi, lovesick isagi, pre-bluelock.

★ coming from that blue lock additional time where he'd do things for barou, nagi, and chigiri , I'd say his love language is acts of service + words of affirmation due to him canonically liking being praised.

★ forehead kisses! it's probably one of the most he'd do on the daily.

★ based on his fetish for thighs, he'd lay his head on your lap after a long day of practice or in general.

★ he'd have a polaroid camera just to take pictures of you together !1!1!1!1

★ talking about polaroid cameras, he'd stick them up on his wall or inside his phone case.

★ he'd have you as his tutor. he wouldn't even listen when he's busy admiring your concentrated look ad you're writing down notes for him.

★ he'd be somewhat good at art considering that his favorite subject is arts & crafts (+ physical education)

★ if you have long enough hair, he'd learn how to braid just for you. if you have short hair, he'd run his fingers through his hair till his hand dropped.

★ he'd have basic white boy drip,,,sadly

★ he SUCKS at doing his own hair, so he'd have you style it for him.

★ sweet nothings being whispered into your ear when he things you're asleep (you're not)

★ as much as rude he is on the field, only kindness towards you !

★ his hands are warm but his body is cold.

★ he gets sulky when he gets ignored.

★ he'd get extra blushy when you guys share an indirect kiss. intentional or not.

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