#⚽️blue-lock

[sheyfu]

𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

— 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅!𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

— 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗄 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾.

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖨𝖬 𝖲𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖱𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸 😭😭😭😭); 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍 (?) 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 (𝗌𝖺𝖾’𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖿𝗋); 𝖻𝗋𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 (𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽); 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝗈 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 (𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅); 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗌 (𝗅𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒); 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗈𝖼 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗁𝗆

— 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: 𝗂 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖧𝖨𝖴𝖠𝖥𝖲𝖠𝖥𝖩 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗒𝗒!! 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖴𝖲𝖣𝖧 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖨 𝖣𝖤𝖫𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖬𝖬𝖬𝖧𝖬𝖧𝖧𝖬𝖬; 𝖨 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖸𝖮𝖭𝖤 𝖤𝖭𝖩𝖮𝖸𝖲 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖳𝖮𝖮𝖮 <33333; 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋??; 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗒 @joeys-piano!! 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖭𝖪 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖲𝖮 𝖬𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖧𝖲𝖨𝖣𝖩𝖩; 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗋𝗋 🤞🤞🤞

𝗐𝖼: 700+

the smell of pancakes and coffee wafts through the air as you cook breakfast. the morning sun hitting all the right spots in your home makes you feel relaxed and comforted—your unconscious humming being the proof of that. 

you fall into a state of peace and calm as you spoon pancake batter on the pan; its quiet sizzles distract you from all the stress you’ve been collecting from the past week.

and because of your good mood, the fluffiest and most perfect pancakes come out as you flip them; little dances being performed by you to celebrate your small achievement.

your serenity, however, is short-lived by loud and heavy footsteps rushing down the stairs.

“what the fuck is this?” a rough voice, laced with sleep, soon interrupts your quiet morning. 

so much for peace and quiet. 

sighing, you turn the stove off as you prepare to face the magenta-haired parasite you’ve been living with.

“oh me, oh my! looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today. what’s got your lashes in a twist anyway?” you say as you turn around to face your one and only itoshi sae, who’s currently dressed in nothing but his boxers and a very noticeable scowl on his face. 

typical. 

“so? care to explain what this is?” his phone is suddenly shoved into your face in the midst of your daydreaming. you focus your eyes on the device, seeing an edit of a woman wearing sae’s jersey—arctic monkeys playing in the background.

hm? what’s this? another attention seeking who- wait. 

you bring your face closer to the phone, making sure what you’re seeing is true. 

holy shit is that me?!

“what the fuck…” you cover your mouth in disbelief. 

zoning in on the face in the edit, your suspicions are confirmed to be true, with the tags giving you that double confirmation you’re looking for.

“oh my god that is me…” slowly raising your head to look at your boyfriend, expecting him to still have that stupid scowl on his face, only to be met with a look of pure disgust and hints of jealousy on his face.

“oi! why the fuck are you lookin’ at me like that?” you say offended by just looking at his face.

“oh please!” his dramatic ass says as he removes the phone from your face. “just imagine having to see edits of your girlfriend on your fyp and people thirsting over her.” he says, closing and slamming his phone on the countertop. “even having the audacity to say shit like “oooo she’s so fuckin’ hot” or “the things i’d let her do to me” oh and even asking stupid questions like “can your boyfriend fight?” the man child says with a high-pitched mocking voice as he flails his arms around while rolling his eyes.

“like what the fuck. i mean, don’t get me wrong, hermosa. i know you’re hot as fuck but damn their comments are fuckin’ unnecessa-”

you cut his rant off by grabbing his cheeks and shutting him up with a kiss. you pull away moments after, laughing at his wide eyes and parted lips.

“don’t be so mad now, guapo. after all, it was your idea to invite me to the game.” you laugh, letting go of the man as you turn back to the stovetop. 

“oh and also,” looking back once more to face sae who’s now sporting a pout and furrowed eyebrows. “before acting all pissy, make sure to tone your voice down, yeah?” you snicker at his dumbfounded face. “could hear you giggling all the way down here.” his face flushes, possibly putting chigiri hyoma’s hair to shame.

wish i could’ve taken a picture of it. 

“shut up.” he says as he grabs his phone. “i’m breaking up with you.” grumbling, he proceeds to go back to your shared bedroom, stomping like a little child.

my dear sae. you’re so cute.

“yeah right. breakfast will be ready in a bit. also, you love me too much. pretty sure if you break up with me you’d waste your time re-watching my edits instead of playing soccer.” you say loudly, a teasing lilt to your voice. 

“shut up!” you hear your boyfriend shout from upstairs.

laughing at his antics, you shout an “i love you!” to him, only to be met with silence.

you shake your head, a smile growing on your face.  

and as you begin plating your food, you hear the same song faintly playing upstairs, and small, yet resounding giggles from your boyfriend.

he’s fuckin’ obsessed with me. 

you chuckle at the thought, going back to preparing breakfast with a big smile on your face.

[adviserbylove]

Can we all agree that Yoichi Isagi is like the most boyfriend material out of all the BLLK boys? Like all the guys would be wonderful boyfriends, but there’s just something particularly special about sweet, darling Yoichi. Get a man that will carry your purse, be the first one to compliment your new haircut, immediately sniff out a new perfume you’re wearing, give you his credit card without be asked twice, rub your shoulders when you feel stressed, plan study dates, movie nights, give you fuzzy blankets + his jersey, etc.

Minors don’t click down below!

But have you prettily plastered on the bed, your legs shaking from the severe amount of orgasms Yoichi milked out of you. Your cunt dripping with a mix of both your cums, pouring out into a thin river of white onto the stained bedsheets. Your clit overly sensitive from being suckled on, the same harsh treatment Yoichi has done with your hardened nipples. You whimper as you feel the bundle of nerves between yours legs fire electric bolts of pleasure and overstimulation throughout your body. You’re too tired to even do anything, not to mention, you found out the hard way pleas for Yoichi to slow down don’t work. Once he has the same gaze he does when he plays soccer, his focus is unbreakable. You can call it body worship if you please. Markings and scratch marks on your thighs, sloppy cunt kisses and moans of desire filling your entrance as Yoichi eats your pretty little pussy again and again. Yeah, you could see it that way. Isn’t your Yoichi just the sweetest? Giving you as many orgasms as he you wants

[bbmsxlene]

in which : you always knew that being in a relationship with oliver aiku would be risky, considering his well-known reputation as a cheater. however, he had sworn that he had changed, hadn't he?

1. blue lock 2. oliver girlfriend(s)

1. ⚽️ - “swedish fuck”

2. ⚽️ - ???

3. ⚽️ - ???

taglist (7/50) : @h3r-litt1e-w0rld @lowkonsomething @caileysdead @zoaqttz @nahoye @tojirin @profesionalglazer @bbladie @hanmastattoos @sjndvi @sagejin @ryojie

[kingkunigami]

This is for @baroukitten. It was originally an ask that got long. I’m still deciding how I wanna characterise him hmmm.

Based on this.

Warnings: 18+, not proofread!, established relationship, bath sex handjobs.

Picture taking a bath with Barou and his aching muscles after a game, the way he hisses as he slinks into the warm water. He should’ve expected the sting, knowing how hot you run your baths— Hotter than the depths of hell, just how you like it.

“You big baby.” You murmur as he relaxes back against your chest with a sigh, the water almost sloshing over the edge from how muscular he is, your thighs spread to accommodate his size as you wrap your arms around his chest.

“Won’t be able to play the next qualifier with third degree burns,” He groans, feeling your hands stroke against his pectorals as you grin against his neck, your lips leaving searing kisses against the tender skin.

“I’m sure you’ll be okay, big boy.” You laugh as you grab a bath puff and begin to clean his body, taking the time to work out the kinks against his sore back as you feel him physically begin to relax. The weight of him beginning to press down against you as he heaved a sigh, his large palms squeezing your thighs that lay on either side of him as his eyes begin to flutter shut.

“Excuse me,” You feign shock as your hands travel lower, feeling his cock firm beneath the water, “What’s this?”

“You know damn well,” He groans, shifting his hips as he purposefully pushes his cock harder against your palm, giving himself some slight friction as he groans, “S’your fault anyway.”

“How’s if my fault?” You drop the puff in the bath in favour of wrapping your hand around his girth, listening keenly for the sharp intake of breath as you begin a languid pace breath the water, “I was just helping clean you up.”

“I’m sure that was all you were doin’,” He scoffs, shifting as he turns his head to the side to press warm lips against your cheek, “Don’t think I didn’t see you eye-fuckin’ me the entire game, sweetheart.”

“I was not.” Your gasp incredulously as you feel his lips curl into a smile against your skin.

“Sure looked like it,” He hums, “What was it? The hat-trick or the winning goal?”

You could physically feel him puffing his chest out at the self-idolisation, bringing him back to earth as you moved lower to palm his balls. The smug grin quickly turning into a sultry moan.

“I think it was when Raichi almost sent you flying when you both went for the ball,” You whispered against the shell of his ear, “Love it when you come home covered in mud.”

“That’s because you’re filthy,” He groans as your finger strokes along his taint before moving back up to cup his balls, barely able to move your other hand around his thick frame to stroke his neglected cock.

“Only for you, Shoei.” You coo, speeding your pace up as water spills over the edge of the tub as your boyfriend fucks into your fist, his cock throbbing as he nears his release.

“That fuckin’ peasant wouldn’t have knocked me down,” He almost growls as he feels your hand tighten around his cock.

“Of course not, my King.” The pent up tension rife inside him as he feels himself close to surrender, his balls tightening as he cums with a grunt of your name. His warm seed spilling into the water as you continue to stroke him through his release, delicate fingers tracing the smooth tip of his cock as you pepper kisses against his neck.

“Shou,” You mumble softly as you feel the water becoming tepid, your boyfriends body lax against your chest as he dozes softly, quiet snores rumble from his throat as you rouse him, “Waters cold.”

“This is more my temperature.” He grunts, eyes still tightly shut as he squeezes your knee.

“I’m getting cold,” You pout, prodding his side, “Lemme up.”

“Maybe I can do something to warm you up.” He grins, leaning forward so you can get up as swift arms reach up to grab your waist, manoeuvring you to settle in front of him as you squeal in surprise.

“Shou,” Your pleas fall on deaf ears as his hands disappear beneath the water, knuckles grazing your soft folds.

“Be quiet and listen to your king.”

[oooohno]

Oh no…not another 2d man with blonde floppy hair ready to ruin my life 👹

[milaisreading]

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[worlds-best-striker]

i'd like to welcome a few new additions to our rp community!

@ask-karasu-tabito

@hiori-yo

[bllk-tv]

congratulations and welcome, diamond in the rough. you are one of the few chosen to come across this n/sfw network. what this place needs to be stripped away from this world… the birth of a revolutionary striker. anyone who wants to leave can go. but you can’t possibly become the worlds biggest striker unless you’re also the worlds biggest egoist.

now, if you want to reach that goal, become part of this network and pass through our linked information down below. and remember, on the field, you are the star.

⟡ ⠀ training. ::

──⠀ .coaches. (staff).

──⠀ .participants. (members).

──⠀ .rules.

──⠀ .data files. (tag system).

──⠀ .scoreboard. (notice board).

questions? be not afraid to ask our coaches for help. — @bllk-tv — plagiarism, translating etc. is forbidden

[megumiivs]

spiderman! sae itoshi headcannons

spiderman! sae itoshi being that antisocial guy in your calculus class who you’ve had a crush on for forever.

spiderman! sae itoshi who you get partnered with for a group project.

spiderman! sae itoshi who starts tutoring you in calculus. (for free ofc)

spiderman! sae itoshi who you catch changing into a spidersuit in the alleyway next to your school.

spiderman! sae itoshi who mumbles a lame excuse before swinging off to save the city.

spiderman! sae itoshi who saves you from a collapsing building.

spiderman! sae itoshi who takes off his mask in front of you, revealing his identity, to check that you’re okay.

spiderman! sae itoshi who confesses to you the same day he saves you.

spiderman! sae itoshi who becomes your boyfriend.

can you tell i just watched across the spiderverse lmfaooo anyways i might write a part two for this ehehehe

[sonder-paradise]

HES SO PRETTY IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND ☹️😭

[semisgroupie]

I know he’s into the freakiest most toe curling things

[sheyfu]

surname? that IS your name, sir 🤨🤨

— 𝖿𝗍. 𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝖾, 𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗋𝗂𝗇, 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝗁𝗒𝗈𝗆𝖺, 𝗆𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗈, 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈, 𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗎, 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗒𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗂 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗈𝗒𝖺 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝖺

— 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌; 𝗈𝗈𝖼 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌?; 𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗎; 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗀

— 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖲𝖮 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 😭😭😭 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 2 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 😭😭😭 𝖠𝖭𝖸𝖶𝖠𝖸𝖲𝖲𝖲 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 <3 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 2!!; 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗇’𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 :)) (𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮 𝖨 𝖥𝖴𝖬𝖡𝖫𝖤𝖣 𝖱𝖨𝖭'𝖲 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖦𝖱𝖨’𝖲 𝖯𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖲 𝖲𝖮 𝖡𝖠𝖣 𝖨𝖬 𝖲𝖮 𝖲𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖸 𝖦𝖴𝖸𝖲 😭😭😭😭

gang i kinda lost the silly juice at the end 😭😭😭 BUT STILL, I HOPE THIS WAS ENJOYABLE FOR EVERYONE!!! thanks for reading and hope to see you soon! comments, reblogs and likes are very much appreciated <33

[ninja-crybaby]

it’s getting closer and i’m not ready

not ready to see this animated

[petalsrfallen]

BLUE LOCK MASTERLIST

𝙂𝙄𝙉 𝙂𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙐

𝙃𝙔𝙊𝙈𝘼 𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙄

𝙅𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙊 𝙍𝘼𝙄𝘾𝙃𝙄

𝙈𝙀𝙂𝙐𝙍𝙐 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙍𝘼

𝙍𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙐𝙆𝙀 𝙆𝙐𝙉𝙄𝙂𝘼𝙈𝙄

𝙍𝙀𝙊 𝙈𝙄𝙆𝘼𝙂𝙀

𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄

𝙒𝘼𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙐 𝙆𝙐𝙊𝙉

𝙔𝙊𝙄𝘾𝙃𝙄 𝙄𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙄

copyright ©️ petalsrfallen 2021-2023

please note i am not caught up on the manga!

[kingkunigami]

Sometimes I get silly little ideas in my head from seeing football magazines on the shelf at the store.

Kunigami would absolutely have to put up with me offering his autograph to everyone too😂

Warnings: established, long distance relationship. Fluff.

Word Count: 0.9k.

When Kunigami left for Europe he promised to always keep in contact. You both knew the distance would be hard, and it was. But somehow you both seemed to make it work— sending paragraphs of text about your day for the other to read hours later or freaking out when you finally managed to grab a few free minutes at the same time together. It couldn’t quite replace the feeling of being together, but “it’s better than nothing,” you always used to remind Kunigami every time he’d talk about how much he missed you.

You already knew what you were getting into when you first started dating Kunigami Rensuke. He’d made it clear that his dream was to be a professional footballer, and that he was going to chase that dream to fruition. And you supported him wholly, sticking around after school on the bleachers to watch him practise with his friends. Sitting through hours of play by plays of the same goals, same shots over and over, losing him for months when he left to go into the Blue Lock project…

There were sacrifices, but they were ones you were willing to make if it meant Kunigami achieved his dream. And sometimes he hated how understanding you were. The guilt from not being there for you, for having you wait for him, was all consuming.

Kunigami had lost count of the amount of missed calls and FaceTimes he’d missed, having to cancel long-distance movie nights last minute in favour of early morning training or meetings with prospective clubs. The time difference wasn’t on his side whenever he’d have a few hours to spare in the early morning as you were sound asleep. He knew you wouldn’t mind waking up for him, you often did. Smiling tiredly into the camera as you’d ask him how his day went, watching the way your eyes would slowly begin to flutter as you allowed sleep to consume you again as he’d watch you sleep on the phone.

You’d already put up with so much from him since the Blue Lock program, and here he was putting you through even more. It felt like Kunigami was stealing years of your life with nothing to show for it— he still wasn’t signed, not even to a league two team.

He’d disappointed himself, but it also felt like he’d disappointed you.

The incessant buzzing of his cellphone breaks him out of his thoughts as he lifts it up, half expecting it to be another offer from a European club— keeping him even further away from you.

But what he doesn’t expect is a text from you with a photograph attached, swiping his thumb across the screen to open it as he’s met with your beaming face. His heart jostles against his ribcage as he takes every inch of you in, from the gentle glow of your cheeks to the slight redness to your eyes that hints you may have been crying. Trying to push the guilt to the back of his mind as he strokes the calloused pad of his thumb against the picture of you, wishing there was a way to hold you through the screen.

Kunigami’s so overwhelmed with how pretty you look smiling back at him that he almost misses the item you’re holding up to the camera in your left hand. A football magazine that he used to buy religiously as a teenager, flipping through the pages littered with his idols as he kept his dream of being a professional footballer.

“I’m gonna be on the front cover of this one day,” He remembers telling you one afternoon after school as you left the local Lawsons with the latest issue.

“I know, Ren.” You smile back, taking a bite out of your strawberry pocky, “I can’t wait.”

You: You did it.

The text from you reads.

You: I squealed so loud in the store I thought they were gonna kick me out, Ren.

Staring at the front cover where a candid photograph of him sits from one of his last friendlys. His leg poised after kicking the football into the back of the net, eyes focused on the goal as he scored the winning shot of the match.

You: I bought them all. The girl in the shop didn’t believe you were my boyfriend either! I had to show her a selfie of us, Ren. I must have looked so crazy but you did it! You made the front cover.💕

“Rensuke Kunigami — the new star striker of our generation. Potential signing to Wrexham FC. More on page 6.” Is the headline splashed against the bottom of the photograph as you hold the copy in your hands.

Your texts were still buzzing through his phone as he took his eyes away from the pretty photograph of you to read them, clicking onto the messages to see the next one that made him stop in his tracks.

You: I’m so proud of you.

Those words were exactly what he needed to hear from you, the only words that would ever matter. Smiling softly as he pushed his thumb against the screen to save the photograph, immediately changing his cellphone lockscreen to the picture as he typed a reply back to you.

Kunigami was positive now more than ever, that achieving his dreams would mean nothing if he didn’t have you there with him pushing him to achieve them too.

You: Oh, but I kinda promised the girl in the shop an autograph from you, sorry baby!💕

[oooohno]

I’ve started reading the blue lock manga last week & my faves in the anime were Kuon (sob) and Raichi…but now I’m starting to 🌚😻🌚 at Isagi…inchresting