#ཐིཋྀ◞𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼

[bwambiee]

𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

this lil’ drabble is inspired by the lovely @zeijias ♡ her drabble of isagi being a perv while pretending to be a goody two-shoes just scratched my brain so right i had to add on to the agenda! pls check out her works they’ve got me blushin’ ૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings ꒱ྀིა smut ⸝ drabble ⸝ fem! reader ⸝ isagi being a perv ⸝ mean isagi agenda ⸝ aged up chara’s (21+) ⸝ dirty talk ⸝ mentions of face-sitting

campus crush yoichi is just the sweetest boy in your psychology class, who you just found out is an exercise science major and he’s got the prettiest sapphire eyes you’ve ever seen. classmates turned best friends came easily to you two even if sometimes you both could see that the line is slightly blurred from how impeccably close you two are. after spending every waking moment together in freshman and sophomore year, it’s like muscle memory for you to run to him at even the smallest ounce of juicy gossip, tugging his sleeve as you look up into his eyes and nuzzle into his arm as you explain the drama of a recent friend, or how you complain over your classes whilst wearing his hoodie. but who could blame you? he was sweet and understanding, and felt like home. but it was clear that you two had something. and the both of you didn’t have the guts to act on it yet.

of course you only see what’s on the outside, goody two-shoes isagi who sometimes walks in late for psych, who always always opens the door for you, who covers your drink at parties when you need to use the bathroom and even bends down so his ear is at level with your face so he can hear you over the booming music, who always buys you your favorite drink or snack before your morning classes start because you stayed up a little later than normal and he knows you haven’t had breakfast yet. he was just so pure and flawless you could never guess that he was secretly eyeing you like the last piece of candy at a sweets shop. especially when you wear that miniskirt that can most definitely show what color panties you're wearing and the curve of your ass if you weren’t careful.

isagi freaking loses it when you stroll up to him all casually, your eyes looking up at him while you bat your eyelashes and flash him that sweet smile, your soft hands tugging on the sleeve of his hoodie as you lead him towards the library so you two can study for an upcoming test. yeah . . . ‘study’. what he’s really studying is how good your legs look when you cross them together, how good they’d look resting over his shoulders when he pounds into your pussy without mercy, growling into your ear about how fucking tight you are, or how good your shoulders and neck would look covered in marks he’d purposely leave on you so that the boy in your statistics class would get a hint that you weren’t meant to be shared with. nothing drives him wild as his thought run amok, dreaming of your plush thighs surrounding his head as he imagines you sitting on his face, pretty pussy dripping honey onto his tongue as you let out soft mewls and whines of his name when he sucks your clit just right, gripping onto your ass cheeks so he can move you back and forth on his tongue as you hold onto his headboard for dear life.

he inwardly groans as he imagines sinking into your pussy, sticking his whole cock into you in one hard thrust as he robs you of every single slither of oxygen when you gasp and do nothing but hold onto him tightly. he’d destroy you, the frustration of playing cat and mouse with you when really he just wants to play house and stop fucking around. the need for his true feelings comes out slightly when he sees you bite the top of your pencil, slightly groaning as you lean in close to him, not-so-subtly showing off how good your tits looked in the top and mention how the barista that had made your latte was cute and he grips his mechanical pencil tightly, digging it into his notebook when he stares at your lips, pursed in concentration, smiling about that stupid fucking barista.

damn tease.

his mind wanders again, thinking about how you’d claw his back as he imagines your tight, velvety walls gripping his cock as he makes you see stars.

“such a tight little pussy YN. All for me, yeah?” he’d pant against your ear. “you think you can keep up this innocent act around me, mhm? you don’t think i can see the little game you’re playing? you can mention another guy’s name in your mouth, but it’s my cock you come all over, and it’s my name you fuckin’ scream.” he growls, gripping onto your hips so he can bully that sweet spot in you and you would let out the most prettiest cry.

“n-no more—nnh!” you would moan. “it’s too much y-yoichi!” you’d whisper pleadingly, watery eyes hazy as your mind would be too fucked out to even form a coherent sentence. he’d do nothing but grin at you and just leans forward, folding you in half.

“t-too much y-yoichi!” he’d mock you with an insufferable smirk, one hand sneaking up to grip your tits and the other on your tummy so he can feel his dick move in and out of you lazily, pussy throbbing around him as his fingers slowly tease you clit in slow, deliberate movements, grunting since he can feel you squeezing him so fucking good.

“don’t be a quitter sweetheart.”

and fire would spread across your oversensitive body, writhing and spasming as isagi robs you of an orgasm that’s sure to send you over the moon.

well of course, you’d feel that euphoric feeling if you’d stop playing cat and mouse.

[bwambiee]

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏’ 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃

૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა. keep fuckin’ for hours, that pussy got power !

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

CW ꒱ა. smut ⸝ fem! reader ⸝ profanity ⸝ dirty talk ⸝ face-sitting ⸝ fingerin’ ⸝ oral sex (fem received) ⸝ spitting ⸝ mentions of oral sex (male received) ⸝ lots of nicknames <3 (slut is one of em’! lil’ warnin’) ⸝ slight dumbification ⸝ he mocks us again but he’s nawt as mean ! ⸝ isagi is in luuv hehe ⸝ wc(2.5k).

NOTHING GIVES ISAGI MORE DOPAMINE THAN THE HIGH OF SHOOTING A GOAL DURING A GAME.

the only exception would obviously be you, and your pretty eyes and pink lips smiling like a daisy when he wins the match. his face brightens up into a big grin like a kid getting ice cream on a sunny day, growing bashful when he sees you run into his arms and giving him a big hug, ignoring the sweat he’s dripping off and the glances you two get. of course, isagi sneakily hides the coy smile he has on his face by burying it in the junction of your neck and shoulder, inhaling your sweet scent as he twirls you around and lifts you up effortlessly like a princess while his teammates all look at him with jealous, beady eyes.

his teammates were filled with the evil green-eyed monster of jealousy because isagi was such a lucky bastard for having such a pretty girlfriend. someone who runs up to him with the prettiest smile, small hands pawing at his chest, perfectly manicured nails grazing against the tautness of his bicep as she nuzzles into his neck so that she can whisper praises about how much of a star he is.

but after those sweet little praises that make his heart swell with happiness, you start to whisper challenges, trying to rile him up to prolong the high he’d procured from winning the match. oh sweet girl, you're challenging him? the pride and joy of blue lock, who’s never one to back down from a challenge? he can’t help but let his signature smirk form, canines peeking out when she traces his jawline and mutters about how she’d love to see a supercilious egoist on his knees.

your little tease is fleeting of course, like the flap of a butterfly’s wings as you switch gears and go back to showing off that sweet smile of yours that mirrors the sweetness of the cherry lollipop you were sucking on earlier.

“awh c’mon doll face you don’t have to pretend that you don’t want it don’t you? if you want me on my knees then let’s make it happen. better yet,” his teeth grazes the shell of your ear, trailing down to the pulse of your neck as he whispers, careful to not let his teammates hear his sin-coated words, “i’ll let you ride my tongue so I can see what that pussy looks like from heaven.”

it gives him a big rush of pride when he thinks about what he can do with you behind closed doors, holding onto the underside of your thighs when he twirls you around again and your pretty little mini skirt billows and ripples with every twirl, almost teasingly giving his teammates a tiny little peek of the baby blue panties you’re wearing just for him.

shit sweetheart, don’t you know you’re killin’ him here? it all fed his devilish ego so good especially since he knows he’s the only one who gets to bury himself between your legs, your sweet moans echoing in the air like a hymn as he laps at your pussy like a dog in heat, trying to push you closer to his face, bambi eyes filled with tears of overstimulation and it gives him such a rush because where was that confidence from earlier?

so forgive him for being rough with you, guiding you through his apartment door and hastily locking it, shoving you into his room as you two can barely get a word in, hushed whispers and moans as you two kiss messily, large hands urgently pushing you against the light blue duvet of his mattress and smooths a pathway to the hem of your skirt, calloused fingers leaving featherlight touches against the backs of your thighs so he can grip the plush flesh of your ass.

“sit on my face, c’mon,” he urges, smacking your ass lightly as his hands move to the back of your thighs to gently push you to his awaiting mouth. you feel your breath get caught in your throat when you see how serious he’s being right now. it was simply just a joke! at least… it had started out that way. was her bashful yoichi really demanding her to sit on his face right now?

“you’re a little too eager for this y’know? don’ wanna hurt you,” you whisper shakily, voice soft as silk when you hesitantly sink down onto Isagi’s mouth and his face breaks out into a boyish grin. “ ‘ichi!” you cry out, body jerking in surprise as you hold onto the headboard for support when his tongue darts out to lap up your dripping honey.

“princess sounds so pretty when I eat her pretty pussy.” he spits, spreading his saliva on your swollen pearl, pushing it into your core shamelessly while smacking your hip with a low growl, unsatisfied that all of your weight isn’t on his face yet. he manages to get you to place all of your weight down, smothered under your pussy with his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he eats you out more frantically, practically using the same energy he has on the field but instead of scoring a goal, he was determined to taste your blissful arousal after weeks of endless training.

“wait yoichi… f-fuck,” you whimper out, thighs shaking as you struggle to hold your balance, knees pressed into the mattress while holding onto the headboard for dear life as you desperately try to keep yourself still. but it was so hard. so, so hard to not bounce down onto the tongue that was assaulting your core so relentlessly. “o-oh…nnh—! so good ‘ichi!”

he starts to pant loudly when he hears the oh, so wonderful little whines he adores so much, telling you that you taste like bliss, that soccer hasn’t got shit on this cute little pussy of hers. it was all just too much for you, heart jumping in adoration at the praises, voice drawled out in a sweet, pitchy mewl as you try hard not to grind back against his tongue.

he lets his hands wander up from your thighs so he can cup your tits, soft, perfect globes that fit into his hand like the last piece of a puzzle, working quickly to push up your soft cashmere top, the one that’s baby pink and shows off your dainty shoulders and defined collarbones. fuuck he loves this top, loves the bra you chose to wear today since it’s easy to push up so that he can feel your nipples pebble into his hand. he can’t help but groan into your pussy, briefly pushing you up so that he can talk to you as he feels you, cupping the heavy mounds, thumb rolling over your buds as he worships you.

“fucking perfect,” he whispers into your thigh and you whine slightly when you feel his other hand trailing closer to the comforting warmth of your centre. “you need somethin’ from me baby?”

“fingers—your fingers please ‘ichi!” you whispers tearfully. you want it, you want him.

he chuckles, the deep, rich sound that makes your toes curl so delightfully as you feel the vibrations on his chest. “i’ll give it you… oh ‘m gonna fuckin’ give it to you.”

you’ve never have nodded so fast in your life. yesyesyesyes that’s exactly what you want, to have isagi give you everything he has to offer while you helplessly paw at his headboard.

you honestly don’t know why you’re this desperate. despite initially refusing his offer to sit on his face even though you had teased the idea into his head, you didn’t think he’d actually go through with it! now here you are writhing in ecstasy from his tongue as his nose nudges your clit, hips wiggling slightly as you want your boyfriend to have unrestricted access to your aching cunt, to want him to bring you to absolute completion right on his face.

rough hands pet your pretty pussy, thumb rubbing the sensitive pearl and already the heat of his large palm has you gasping for air from the sheer thought of his fingers and tongue working inside you in tandem. his hands work like he wants to claim ownership, hungry and greedy to already stake some sort of claim on your body and it turns you on even more. to be desired this much, oh it makes your heart weep.

“what a little slut,” he hums the dirty words against your thigh again, “begging for my fingers and actin’ all innocent in front of my teammates earlier.” he knows what she was doing when she teased him, he’s immune to her little innocent act when she shyly tells him she was joking when he knows she wanted it more than him.

you’re, oh so sensitive and he works slow, his hands are careful and precise as he works you up rubbing and tracing your slit softly and he hears the soft sigh parting from your lips when he lets his index finger move to part your delicate petals, just barely slipping inside and it’s just too much.

his finger thrusts slowly and you’re thankful for that, giving you time to adjust to the familiar feeling but it’s been forever since he last fingered you. his finger was much longer and thicker than your own, your warm wet walls sucking him in right up to his knuckle and he grunts.

“y’re so fuckin’ responsive… must’ve wanted me real bad, hm?”

a whine gets caught in your throat as he moves his finger inside of you, curling it at just the right angle and ohh—there’s that spot, the one you always have trouble finding yourself. you moan involuntarily as he massages your velvety walls, fingers fucking you open in the dim light of his bedroom as he whispers sweet praises. he thumbs at your clit once more and his finger starts to pick up the pace, cunt clenching around his digit and you feel like you’re stuck in a euphoric high.

“can you handle one more pretty? hm? can my princess take another one?”

was that even a question? she doesn’t even process his words but she’s nodding as he doesn’t even bother to give her a warning, his middle finger being tucked away into the confines of your wet walls. once there’s two of his digits in you it’s all over, finger fucking you with harsh thrusts as he gives you everything. all of this pleasure was for you, and only you.

“I feel— huuagh! n-no ‘ichi! wanna cum from your tongue! wanna do it on your face!”

you sob helplessly as your senses short circuit, one hand is working your tits while the other finger fucks you into the stars. isagi is quick to oblige though as he pulls his fingers out, quickly grabbing the delicious curve of your ass so he can push you to his mouth again. the orgasm forming up your spine and spilling all the way down to your tummy was about to unravel, and it was coming fast if he continues his sweet bullying of fucking you open with his tongue, messy slurps and moaning coming from below you as he your warm, velvety walls pulse around his tongue, greedily suckling and slurping your pussy like a man starved for your attention and he wasn’t going to stop until you give it to him. do it pretty, cum all over his face.

“h-haah— yoichi ‘m gonna cuum! g-gonna cum ‘ichiii!”

brainless babbles are pulled from your lips as you wail out to him, voice akin to a siren who’s luring him to his sweet demise because that’s what you are to him, captivating his very being. pretty girl can’t you see you’ve ruined him? tore him apart and stole his heart right out of his chest while he digs tiny moons into your thighs, working his tongue in and out of your drooling cunt as your sweet cream trickles down to his face, soaking the ruby red of his jersey when you buck and thrash against his tongue, a white-hot heat spreading throughout your body that leaves you breathless.

“ ‘g-gonna cum ‘ichiii’, fuckin’ do it then angel. look so pretty goin’ dumb from my tongue.”

you can feel his lips form a lazy grin when he mocks your mewls, hearing how much of a wreck you are right now. a writhing, moaning, shaking wreck that you don’t even need to look at his face to see how arrogant he is right now. cockiness oozes from his body as broad shoulders bounce, clearly laughing at the fact that if he wasn’t holding your entire body with his mouth, you’d have toppled over by now.

“see the score baby? it’s 3-1, you helped me score that goal jus’ as much as hiori did. pussy’s the real mvp here—she’s my good luck charm.”

a small shaky huff escapes from your lips from the playfulness he’s exuding to you, little tremors racking your body as your boyfriend finally eases you off of his mouth, a thin string of your slick connecting your sensitive cunt to his tongue like a string of fate. see? even your pussy was missing him.

he can’t help but offer you a lopsided smile, licking off the remnants of your cream from his lips with the smuggest expression you’ve ever seen from him, not once breaking eye contact with your glassy ones.

fuuck now it’s his turn now.

“nngh… wan’ it yoichi. wan’ you inside really badly…!”

“yeah? wan’ my cock sweet thing? wan’ me to fuck you dumb ‘n make your pretty little head think of my cock?”

he’s condescending, the way his low, saccharine voice mocks your babyish babbles, hazy doe eyes staring up at him with such want that he can’t help but indulge in your request. but he’s not gonna give it to you so easily. you’ve been spoiled rotten so it’s high time you go and do some work for a change.

that’s what good girls do.

so with a swift tug he frees his cock from the confines of his shorts, holding his heavy cock in his hand as he uses his thumb to spread the pre-cum oozing from the flushed tip and tightens his fist around the base and pumps himself a few times. he looks at you with a narrowed gaze, piercing baby blues look into your teary eyes as his lips curl up into a grin, sitting up on his knees while you obediently position yourself onto all fours, moving your head to his groin and nuzzle his cock, no words or commands needed.

“look at you—so eager for your boyfriend’s dick. you ready to make a mess all over me? bet having my cock in your mouth is gonna taste better than any of those fucking cherry lollipops you always suck on.”

[bwambiee]

”i can’t write” then proceeds to write the most toe curling statement i have ever seen in my life BITCH WHO ARE YOU FOOLING kayla you will finish that thirst. NO QUESTIONS

𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆

@itoshi-s @katasstrophy this is for u mi luvs ! it was supposed to be a drabble but it got out of hand

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 ! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

CW ꒱ིྀა : smut ៸ fem! reader ៸ dirty talk ៸ creampie , isagi’s mean ៸ explicit language ៸ he mocks you ooh ៸ chara aged up to 20+ bc pro player yoichi is mi luvv.

“I ASKED YOU A QUESTION BABY, ARE YOU GONNA ANSWER IT? OR DO I HAVE TO FUCK IT OUT OF YOU?”

isagi murmured, his lips leaving open mouthed kisses onto your collarbone, a hint of a smile as he heard you whimper. isagi is gentle with the way he talks to you, voice soft as if he might wake up the neighbors, but his hands think otherwise, bruises beginning to flower onto your skin from his rough treatment, his hands gripping onto your hips like his life depends on it as he slams you onto his cock once more.

“ngh-haah…” is all you can cry out, hands weakly gripping his broad shoulders as his unforgiving treatment continues.

“ ‘m talkin’ to you angel, don’t tell me you’ve been fucked dumb.”

gritting your teeth at his mock statement you managed to muster out a , “ ‘m not dumb!” eyes watery with tears as you whined as his thrusts slowed to a halt, cruel smirk playing at his lips. “you’re being mean yoichi!”

“yeah? ‘m being mean?” a muffled growl rips through his throat as he hunches forward and moves his hands from your hips to your shoulders and manhandles you under him, cock slipping free from your velvety walls. “no you’ve got it wrong baby it’s you who’s being mean, cozying up to kaiser like that you little slut.”

you hate this. the embarrassment and degrading feeling you get when he acts like this but you can’t help but tremble in absolute delight. you’ve finally gotten his attention. growing confidence and completely losing yourself to lust, you humor isagi’s gain of trying to break you. if it’s praise he wants, it’s praise he’ll get.

“ ‘m sorry yoichi i promise ‘m all yours!” you arch your back so he can get a perfect view of your wet cunt, “please don’t tease ‘ichi please.”

you sound so pretty begging for him. “yeah? say please then. pretty pretty please,” he laughs as you let out a frustrated groan.

“prettyprettypretty please yoichiii!”

“awww,” he mock pouts at you, “yoichiiiii” he imitates your voice, laughing cruelly at you while he watches in amusement as you maneuver yourself onto your hands and knees, a ghost of a smile playing on your face as you hear isagi groan an oh fuck.

“yeah that’s it. show me how pretty that pussy looks from the back.”

shifting closer to you he drags his cock through your wet folds, gripping your waist from the back he enters you harshly, hips ramming forward with no thought to play nice. buried deep inside once more he fucks you with greed, his pace unforgiving as he buries his dick into you over and over and over again.

“soccer ain’t got shit on this pussy.” isagi throws his head back as he moans, leaning over your back to grab fistfuls of your hair and tug your arched back against his toned chest, his chuckles wavering from his thrusts as he fucks into you with more force, hard enough to bruise your ass. “tell me baby who’s the best, huh? who’s number one here?”

breathless moans leave your mouth, eyes closed in pure bliss as your arms reach over above your head to tug Isagi’s raven locks, needing to stabilize yourself as his hips repeat the same delicious motion that makes your head spin, split open on his cock over and over again. “you, yoichi ah fuck— you’re the best, only you baby”

“oh shit baby that’s it. I’m your only one, got that?” he groans out hotly, sucking onto the sweet spot of your neck hard, fingers sneaking their way to your bundle of nerves and rubbing tight circles.

“mhmm.. haaah! n-no one else yoichi just you!” isagi rolls your clit between his index and middle finger, his hips setting a faster and harder pace to fuck into you harder, each clap of his hips against your ass leaving you dizzy as his cock fills your warm walls, shaping your cunt to his size to mark what’s his.

“y’re killin’ me here angel fuckkkk this pussy is so. fucking. pretty” he emphasizes his words with hard powerful thrusts, his headboard banging against the wall in response to his work.

god your neighbors must hate you guys.

isagi’s unrelenting pace, his fingers abusing your clit all becomes too much for you as he feels your cunt flutter around his cock. “that’s it angel yeah, cream my cock give me all of that pussy.”

that was the last straw for you, tightening your walls around him you finally feel the tightening in your stomach finally snap as your orgasm spills out of you, coating Isagi’s length in slick.

“ugh! oh shiiit!” isagi thrusts up once more, stilling as he paints your walls in white, deep inside of you, both of you letting out a sigh in relief.

feeling your legs give out Isagi holds your form more firmly so you don’t fall, he pulls out of you carefully, pride swelling in his chest as he watches his cum drip down onto the sheets. kissing the back of your neck he embraces you a little longer, not wanting to let go, not wanting to forget the warmth he always longed for whenever he was away.

Right now he doesn’t even think about leaving your arms right now. He just wants to bask in the glow of you and your warmth.

© 𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐓. do not, in any way steal, plagiarize , or repost any of my works. any translations and modifications are not tolerated.

[bwambiee]

21, CAN YOU DO SOMETHIN’ FOR ME? — BLLK

PAIRING : football player! isagi x figure skater! reader

GENRE : social media au (SMAU), crack , college au , slice of life , light angst , crack humor (it’s like 95% of the story LOL) , occasionally will have written chapters

SUMMARY : when your friend suspects that her boyfriend is cheating on her, she runs to you for help! crazy enough, her boyfriend thinks of the same idea but runs to your boyfriend instead. Here’s the problem— they both made you and isagi swear to secrecy. Uh-oh.

WARNINGS : fem! reader , profanity , suggestive/sexual jokes but no smut , mentions of kys and kms jokes , crack , no verbal filter (i made everyone CRAZY) , mentions of cheating/infidelity, mc’s friend is off her rocker , two idiots helping two idiots , the rest of blue lock just watching you two be dumb , isagi is the biggest loser but the rest of bllk are lame too , this smau is like 5% plot and 95% of a drug trip , isagi is down bad for his gf (sometimes) , the fourth wall will be broken at times , rin wants smarter friends , established relationships

FEATURING : my moots !! @luvtorei @itoshi-s @katasstrophy @lalunanymph <3 check out their amazing blogs pls i beg , various kpop idols but just for meme purposes

STATUS : hiatus (updates every tuesday and friday’s EST ! )

TAGS : #21.asks🤳 #21.can.u.do.sumn.for.me🤳 (so you can filter them if you don’t want me to bother your dashie ! )

TAGLIST : slide in my asks to be added ! <3

A/N : hello hello everyone!!! please bear to read this little authors note for just a second but i just want to thank all of my moots and followers for getting me up to a lil’ milestone 🥹 never would i have imagined myself to be creating content but here i am! and i’ve received sm love and positive energy it just makes me want to make more content! as a thank you, since christmas is coming up, for a little gift for my moots and followers i’ve been working on this smau as a treat for everyone and also a little challenge for myself! have fun reading and please read the warnings before you dive in!

⚠️TIME TO BEREAL⚠️

PROFILES ONE | TWO | THREE just posted late !

NOTIFICATIONS !

one. you’re my reason to live and nut.

two. get YN a jersey mike sub 😟

three. sexual immorality is not cool 🙏🏻

four. small hiatus until further notice

© 𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐓. do not, in any way steal, plagiarize , or repost any of my works. any translations and modifications are not tolerated.

[bwambiee]

BAT YOUR PRETTY LITTLE EYELASHES ! — BLLK

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

PAIRING : isagi x reader

WARNINGS : crack, non-serious, mentions nnn so slightly suggestive? he’s 18+ for this , crude language, mentions of an established relationship

© ��𝐀𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐓. do not, in any way steal, plagiarize , or repost any of my works. any translations and modifications are not tolerated.

[bwambiee]

hai hii i’m kayla ໒꒰ྀི ᵒ̴̶̷ ᵕ ก̀ ꒱ྀི১ or uu can also call mi kokko ‘n any otha cutesy nicknames ! ‘m twentieone ༝ sheノher ༝ southeast asian ༝ virgo + intj ྀིマ ‘m a pharmaceutical major who spends most of her time in da dance studio or at home readin’ her books ◞ studyin’ hard ◞ always daydreamin’ away in her own head while puttin’ bows on every fing’ !

currently . . . yoichi’s always in mi bereals ‘n lovin my 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝓊𝓅𝒸𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 — rain , painting , figure skating , ballet, piano , ghibli films , boba , listening to music , taiyaki , cats + bunnies , tiger balm , pilates , crystals , winter , angel numbers , white peaches, crocheting , yoichi, aventurine.

𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐡 — my STEM hw , negative energy , squash , head pats , buggies , sharpening my skates , cracking my pointe shoes , summer , when my marshmallows shrink in hot choco :(

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𝒯𝒜𝒢𝒮 ꒰ will change from time 2 time hehe ꒱

ཐིཋྀ◞𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼 . . . writing

💬⋆୨୧˚𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 . . . askies

𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒌 ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა . . . nsfw ノ minors pretty pwease block this tag

໒꒰ྀི𝒹𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓃’ 🎧🧸꒱ྀི১ . . . my inner thoughts

⋆𝓎𝑜𝒾𝒸𝒽𝒾｡⋆౨ৎ˚ . . . yoichi luv agenda

⊹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓃𝒾𝑒 ୨୧ ⋆.˚ . . . avennie luv agenda

˚₊‧ ꒰ა 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒𝓈 . . . my lovely moots

૮꒰ྀི𝒦𝒜𝒴𝐿𝒜 . . . my aesthetics

࣪ ࿐ྂ𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑔𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇𝓎 . . . rebloggies

ᥫ᭡ ◞𝓚𝓐𝓘𝓢𝓐 ⋆˖ ࣪ . . . kayla + isagi agenda

💭 /ᐠ - ˕ -マ ◞ 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 . . . idea dump

꒰ ෆ◞𝒹𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝓎 ྀིა . . . irl photos !