#BLUELOCK MANGA

[kettleinusefornow]

SAE BF HEADCANONS MNDI

boyfriend!Sae is the type to hold eye contact during everything. Like everything, talking, staring, eating (you) and even during mid matches.

boyfriend!Sae is the kinda guy to be into backshots.. OKAY LISTEN. He would be so into seeing your back, and the way your ass slaps into him. His eyes would stay there, I mean don’t get me wrong, he’s also the type to be like ‘have you ever tried this one?’ But mostly back shots <3

boyfriend!Sae would walk around the house with his choppy ass bangs but it’s cute.

boyfriend!Sae likes it when you disturb him while he’s working out but says it’s annoying. He would love it when you crawl under him while he’s doing push-ups.

boyfriend!Sae proudly wears your scratch marks on him like a medal. He wants others to see them while he’s in the locker room, he wants them to ask about it. He’s super nonchalant about it though.

©kettleinuse4now | please do not translate, repost, refer without permission | don’t steal and say it’s your own (ahole behavior)

[narcjsistx]

— 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄! ft bllk boys

✶ are you an idol's girlfriend? how's the situation? some hcs for isagi yoichi, sae itoshi, rin itoshi and micheal kaiser

✶ pretty dividers by: @petalpxl !!

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

idol ISAGI YOICHI, even though he can't make the relationship official, has never hidden the bracelet you gave him for your first month anniversary. in interviews they keep asking him who the supposed person who gave it to him is — but he always just smiles in response. poor thing doesn’t realize he's only fueling his fanbase’s theories even more, in this way

what would the relationship feel like, with yoichi?

tickets always casually in the front row ; sweet messages of encouragement before every concert ; dates at the usual cute cafe where you both know you can relax, because no one would think to look for him there

idol ITOSHI SAE, even though he hates interviews and anything involving uncomfortable questions, he’s always made it clear that he’s dating someone. he thinks lying is completely pointless — especially when it comes to his personal life — so why hide the fact that he’s in love? just to preserve the image of the 'single idol'? not him. he’d rather love you in private than show you off to an extremely toxic world

what would the relationship feel like, with sae?

kisses hidden under a cap ; fingers intertwined in a crowd when there are too many people for anyone to notice ; social media posts where feminine objects can be seen near him or in the room

idol ITOSHI RIN, he hates having to spend hours in the practice room without being able to have you there with him. he’s fully aware of how completely obsessed he's with you, but admitting it would feel like a defeat for the pride he’s spent years building — mostly because of this job. still, he’d much rather have you in the room with him, just so he can steal a kiss during breaks, or simply watch you while he trains

what would the relationship feel like, with rin?

little notes left in his bag when he has practice ; slow hugs when you're with him ; sweet messages from both of you when he's away for a concert out of town

idol KAISER MICHEAL, he wasn’t all that worried when, after months of online speculation, paparazzi photos were released clearly showing him kissing someone. he loves his job and he loves you — there’s no point in hiding either. but mixing the two? that makes sense, if it means he’s a little freer to hold your hand in public. he knows how important his image is, he knows the power he holds in his field, and no one has the right to tell him to hide his girlfriend. if he did, it was only because you wanted it that way — and he was perfectly fine with that

what would the relationship feel like, with kaiser?

photos taken by paparazzi when he's kissing you ; posts on his social media showing how he treats you ; dinners interrupted by fans, who are almost always kind with both

[emilywaters]

Bluelock headcanons except it's the bluelock TV fandom

• rin and sae stans have crazy beef. You know they were making edits to 'the winner takes it all' by abba after the u20 match and sae stans were commenting 'womp womp' and similar sentiments

• There are 3 kinds of players regarding ships,

1. Actively feeds (trolls) the shippers (eg: hiori)

2. Unintentionally feeds the shippers (eg: isagi, rin, otoya)

3. Reonagi and ryusae

• someone started a petition to eliminate isagi from bluelock for 'unsportsmanlike behaviour' and spread it around to get signatures

• Ness has an alt account that's just an isagi hate page

• he did not start the petition but by gods did he spread it around (lowkey was jealous he hadn't thought of it first)

• ego has a tumblr blog and that's his only social media page

• the name is 'actuallyegojinpachi' but his pfp is one of those ego pictures with an edited on pink sparkly bow so no one believes him

• he actively spreads misinformation and bullshit theories so no one believes him even when he reveals real info

• it's crazy popular, and he exists as one of the starting pillars of the fandom

• nagi regularly retweets fanart of him and reo, so it's just gaming, gaming, gaming, reo oiled up wearing a collar on his knees, gaming, gaming

• literally every product yukimiya has worked with sold out overnight after his debut on bastard munchen (including a toothpaste brand for old people)

• There was a frenzied search for whatever no name brand shampoo and conditioner bluelock has after chigiri let it slip in some interview that his hair care was literally only whatever was there.

• kunigami fans have pfps of him edited with like emo stuff (think dark eyeshadow, chains etc)

• There was a character lookalike contest and chigiri's sister won as him

• there's a twitter page that's does a 'x days since reonagi miscommunication bullshit'

• aryu is a Pinterest girl kaneshiro told me in a dream

• There is a dedicated subreddit for 'bluelock TV milfs'

[anglbnny]

⸝⸝ Blue lock masterlist

NSFW

.ᐟ. no contact ♡ Sae itoshi

.ᐟ. street racer kaiser hcs

.ᐟ. Dirty ♡ michael kaiser

.ᐟ. Not up for grabs ♡ Isagi Yoichi

.ᐟ. Gloves ♡ Sae itoshi

.ᐟ. Winner's girl ♡ Rin & Kaiser

.ᐟ. Winner's girl part 2 ♡ Rin & Kaiser

.ᐟ. Thighs ♡ Nagi seishiro

.ᐟ. Owner's favorite ♡ nagi & reo

.ᐟ. fuck first, fight after ♡ Reo mikage

.ᐟ. hate me ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ. ruined ♡ multiple

.ᐟ. brat princess ♡ chigiri hyoma

.ᐟ. street racer isagi hcs

.ᐟ. euphoria ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ. size kink ♡ reo mikage

.ᐟ. crash course in chaos ♡ ryusei shidou

.ᐟ. street racer!shidou hcs

.ᐟ. street racer!isagi hcs

.ᐟ. touched starved ♡ bachira meguru

.ᐟ. ride of a lifetime ♡ nagi seishiro

.ᐟ. hate me, more ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ. loves less lust ♡ otoya eita

.ᐟ. too big, too mean! ♡ michael kaiser

.ᐟ. wrong kind of attention ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. obsessed ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ. porn links ♡ multiple fandom

.ᐟ. manicured to perfection ♡ reo mikage

.ᐟ. camera girl ♡ multiple fandom

.ᐟ. more than a dance ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. bunny season ♡ rin itoshi & shidou ryusei

.ᐟ. soft ♡ karasu tabito

.ᐟ. truth, dare, and desire ♡ kaiser michael & itoshi sae

.ᐟ. just practice ♡ bachira meguru

.ᐟ. accident ♡ reo mikage

.ᐟ. jus' the tip ♡ kaiser michael

.ᐟ. sick ♡ kaiser michael

.ᐟ. not enough ♡ nagi seishiro .

.ᐟ. mean girl ♡ otoya eita & karasu tabito

.ᐟ. more than nothing ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. first time fight ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ. You're killing me ♡ Isagi yoichi

.ᐟ. shy ♡ chigiri hyoma

.ᐟ. loud ♡ multi fandom

.ᐟ. say it ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. mark me, baby ♡ karasu tabito

.ᐟ. brat taming ♡ multi fandom

.ᐟ. shut up and take it ♡ street racer!rin

.ᐟ. say it, again ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ....♡...

.ᐟ....♡...

.ᐟ....♡...

.ᐟ....♡...

SFW

.ᐟ. unfortunate love ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. monster? ♡ bachira meguru

.ᐟ. fell in lust (lust 4 love ch1) ♡ otoya eita

.ᐟ. fucked up ♡ rin itoshi

.ᐟ. chase (lust 4 love ch2) ♡ otoya eita

.ᐟ. (bra)celet ♡ multiple

.ᐟ. late (p1) ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. sweet (p2) ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. feels so scary getting old ♡ nagi seishiro

.ᐟ. cold bed ♡ sae itoshi

.ᐟ. I'm better ♡ multiple

.ᐟ. you bouta have all my babies ♡ multiple

.ᐟ. celebrity what? ♡ multiple

.ᐟ....♡...

.ᐟ....♡...

.ᐟ....♡...

.ᐟ....♡...

AUs

.ᐟ. street racer AU

~ Their cars

~ Their street names meaning

~ Fanart

.ᐟ. College AU

.ᐟ....

.ᐟ....

.ᐟ....

AU CATALOGUE

.ᐟ. jock!isagi

.ᐟ....

.ᐟ....

.ᐟ....

!READERS

.ᐟ. Stripper!reader

.ᐟ. mechanic's daughter!reader

.ᐟ. street racer!reader

.ᐟ. bunny!reader

.ᐟ. fox!reader

.ᐟ. SnowLeopard!reader

.ᐟ. deer!reader

.ᐟ. snake!reader

.ᐟ....

SERIES

.ᐟ. Lust for love ♡ Otoya eita

.ᐟ....♡...

SMAU

.ᐟ. tweets between the street racers ♡ multiple

.ᐟ. tweets between the racers #2 ♡ multiple

.ᐟ. the neighbours heard ♡ multiple

.ᐟ....♡...

ꨄ︎Anglbnny | Do not copy, steal or translate my work and pngs. you'll be blocked.

[Main M.list]

[hexenmeisterina]

So "Kaiser's eyeliner" turned out to be a tattoo...

[oreom1kage]

please remember that shipping is canon in universe and he didn't merge their names just to merge their names nagireo is canon I promise

[sl-vega]

✮⋆｡ MEMORIES OF YOU

pairings: Itoshi Sae, Itoshi Rin, x [FEM!] Reader

genre: fluff, oneshot(s), drabble/imagines, established relationship (for some), implied angst if you squint (?), first love, post-u 20 arc, canon compliant

synopsis: in which their friends stumble across photos of you, their first, and only love

CW/additional tags: mild language, potententially ooc, Google translated Spanish in sae's part, English = Japanese in this, might make more scenarios with other characters if people request it

ITOSHI SAE

Sae was slumped across the cushions of his couch as Shidou rummaged through some of his storage boxes.

The other boy had been rather insistent on coming over to his new appartement, and helping him properly move all his stuff into his new living space.

"So does this mean I can finally move in with you?~"

"Keep dreaming."

Shidou pouted, giving Sae uncharacteristically begging eyes, almost like a sad lost puppy, naturally he didn't fall for this and settled for returning his pathetic look with his signature cold glare.

He simply gave him a sickeningly sweet smile in return, and continued taking objects out of the boxes, among the possessions were a lamp, a few photo frames, and an album.

Ryusei's eyes widened in surprise as his eyes came into contact with the book.

"Oh, what do we have here?"

Shidou said with a slight lilt in his voice clearly intrigued. Sae lifted his head from his phone to see what Shidou was doing, surely if something of his managed to pique the interest of Shidou's filthy mind, it would probably be in his best interests to throw it out-

Is what Sae would've said before he spotted the photo album in the taller boy's hands, Shidou fingers gingerly opening the front cover.

Sae reacted before he could even think.

"Put it down."

His voice is cold and sharp, not threatening, more defensive-scared almost, if he was even capable of fear that is.

Shidou's eyes widened momentarily at Sae's reaction before his face shifted back to his usual shit eating grin.

"Why Itoshi? Got some dirty photos you don't want me seeing? I promise I won't tell y'know."

Sae rolled his eyes and grabbed the album out of the blonde's hands.

"They aren't dirty, for your information."

He paused, as he looked at the cover of the book, dust was collecting on it, and there were a few marker stains that he couldn't get off.

"I'd just rather forget about them..."

He muttered, as he gently stroked the spine of the book with his thumb.

"Why'd you keep it then? You seem awfully attached to it."

Shidou's voice dropped lower and took a momentarily more serious tone before switching back to his flamboyant and teasing demeanor.

"I'm kinda jealous of it~."

Sae rolled his eyes, more playfully this time. He opened the book-making a point to hide the rest of the pages from Shidou's view-and took out a single photograph and handed it to him.

It was a photo of Sae and you. He didn't talk about you much, but he maybe he should change that.

"You clearly won't stop bothering me about it."

He waved the piece of paper before Shidou prompty snatched it and eyed it carefully, his eyes widening.

It was a photo of the two of you by some beach in Spain, hands interlocked, and a rare smile on a younger Sae's face. You were wearing a white sundress with a hat as you ran across the shoreline, taking Sae right along with you as the two of you stumbled across the sand together.

He remembered that day crystal clear, you brought a Polaroid camera with you and you got one of the locals to take the photograph for you. You had forced him to take a break from constant training, and before he knew it. He was far from Madrid in that moment, just you, him, and the ocean.

Shidou's eyes flickered with a brief moment of sincerity, Sae looked genuinely happy in the photo.

"And here I thought I actually had a chance with you."

Sae blushed, yet another look that Shidou wasn't used to seeing on him.

"We aren't-She wasn't-"

He stuttered, unable to express the nature of his relationship with you. Sure he had thoughts, but he never acted on them, which he regretted.

"Aww, so Mr. Itoshi Sae had an unrequited crush back in Spain? How tragic."

Shidou teased as he fidgeted with the sides of the photograph still in his hand.

"It wasn't unrequited."

Sae replied, quicker than he should have.

Shidou quirked a brow in response.

"Care to elaborate?"

Sae sighed, memories of you flooding back into his brain. Repressed feelings that he had long since left for time to slowly erode, yet a single reminder brought them all back.

"We... ran into each other a lot back when I was still in Spain."

He trailed off, recalling when you first interacted.

Sae was around fifteen when he first met you, he was at a cafe in the city, when he was on an annoyingly mandated week long break, issued by the heads of Real Madrid themselves. It just happened to align with the holiday of your school, and the cafe was a pretty popular spot among the locals. It was crowded, with students and several other adults given the day off. From what Sae remembered, you didn't come with the intention of being with a friend, but rather to spend time alone, it was rather difficult though with how many people were currently in the cafe. So before he knew it, a stranger-albeit a very pretty one-had sat right next to him, drink in hand. You only realized you were sitting next to him after you had actually made yourself uncomfortable. "Oh, lo siento, ¿está bien si me siento aquí? Hay mucha gente aquí…" You seemed to have muttered a quick apology in Spanish, while he had lived here for the past two years, he was ashamed to admit that his fluency in this country's native tongue was rather rusty. He had mainly prioritized learning all the needed terminology for soccer and for any interviews, but he could tell that you were apologizing, and probably asked him if you could sit with him. He tried to muster together a coherent response "Está bien... no me importa...?" He trailed off, unsure if what he said was right, or if you could even understand him with his heavy Japanese accent. Your eyes blinked in surprise, maybe he completely butchered that without knowing. Then your eyes widened in surprise for a moment, almost as if you just pieced together something about him. "Ay dios mio! You're Itoshi Sae! I knew you looked familiar!" You responded, in Japanese this time, almost as if it was second nature to you. "You speak Japanese?" It was more of a statement rather than a question, he sounded impressed, it had been a long time since he's actually been able to converse with someone else in his own language. You nodded, eyes sparkling, still clearly hung up on his identity. "I took some classes online, sorry if I'm hard to understand." You weren't hard to understand at all, sure, it was tinged with a slight accent, but if anything that just added to your charm. "I'm (Y/N), huge fan." You extended your hand to him, a bright smile adorning your already beautiful face. He took your hand and shook it. "Sae." He responded, his usual nonchalant tone fading. "You already know that though..." Was he blushing? You giggled at his sudden bashfulness, your laughter was a sweet melodic sound, it was almost embarrassing of how much it affected him. "You know, I'd thought you'd be a lot colder in person, you're actually really sweet huh?" You laughed once more, and this time, Sae actually cracked a grin.

Sae finished his story to Shidou, his friend had listened intently.

"Aww, so you were whipped from the start?~"

Shidou teased, smirking at him.

"Care to share more? I'd love to learn more

He asked, a slightly playful lilt to his voice.

"If you score another hat trick next time I might just tell you."

Sae responded, his playful tone contrasting his nonchalant demeanor. Shidou smirked, clearly pleased by the offer.

"And will you let me move in?~"

"Maybe."

Sae smiled, gentle and hidden. Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. After all, it would give him an excuse to talk about you once more.

"If you score another hat trick next time I might just tell you."

Shidou smirked, clearly pleased by the offer.

"And will you let me move in?~"

"Maybe."

Sae smiled, gentle and hidden. Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. After all, it would give him an excuse to talk about you once more.

BONUS; TRANSLATIONS (potentially inaccurate)

"Oh, lo siento, ¿está bien si me siento aquí? Hay mucha gente aquí…"

╰┈➤ "Oh, I'm sorry, is it okay if I sit with you? It's super crowded in here..."

"Está bien... no me importa...?"

╰┈➤ "It's okay...I don't mind..?

"Ay dios mio!

╰┈➤ "Oh my God!"

ITOSHI RIN

"Bachira! I swear to God if Rin kills us because of this-"

"Lighten up Isagi! He's not gonna catch us."

It was a miracle that Rin had already agreed to Isagi and Bachira coming over to his place, though it was more because his mom was constantly nagging him about "needing more friends" or "being more social with the rest of the boys from Blue Lock"

Of course Bachira took this as an opportunity to snoop around Rin's room.

"If we find anything too private, we'll just put it right back and pretend we never saw it, simple as that."

Isagi sighed, bemoaning their current actions against their teammate's own personal life.

"You make it sound like Rin of all people would actually have something incriminating to hide."

Bachira shot him an unimpressed look.

"Are we talking about the same Rin? I'm like 90% sure the guy has some kind of criminal record, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a dead body hiding around in here somewhere..."

He continued looking around the room, glancing at crooks and small gaps in-between shelves as if some hidden treasure was stuck in them.

"Bachira you aren't going to find anything-"

Isagi was promptly cut off by Bachira, who in fact, found something.

A photograph taped to the side of Rin's closet, it seemed a little old, and dusty, but it looked well taken care of.

"Rin never striked me as the sentimental type..."

Bachira flipped the photo back and fourth in his hands before actually focusing on what the picture itself was holding.

Of course before he could actually view the photo himself, it was quickly snatched from him.

Rin was back, and he gave Bachira his signature cold glare, that probably translated into "One more wrong move and I'm throwing you off a cliff in your fucking sleep." or some worse same intentioned threat that Rin would probably use.

"What were the two of you doing?"

Rin asked in a condescending, accusing tone, and rightfully so.

"Rin, we're sorry-"

Isagi was about to apologize, but then Bachira fell to the floor, gripped the younger Itoshi's leg and wailed out a far more incoherent apology than his friend.

"I'm sorry Rin-chan! I promise I won't do it again!"

He was wailing at this point, a string of even more whiny apologies coming from him.

Rin shook Bachira off his leg and sighed.

"It's fine..."

He murmured as he trailed off, his attention completely stolen by the photograph he had just took back.

It was a picture of the two of you at the beach, he was around fourteen in this photo, it probably took place during the final months of his last year at middle school. The two of you had gone on a stroll by the ocean earlier before finding a resting spot nearby. You had pulled out a camera out of nowhere and snapped the photo almost without Rin notcing. You were flashing a big smile at the camera, while Rin's face was nuzzled into your neck, clearly camera shy. If you looked closely however, you could spot the blush slowly creeping up his cheeks.

Without noticing, Bachira had gotten a little too close for Rin's comfort. The older boy's head rested on his shoulder as he ogled the picture alongside him.

"Is she your girlfriend or somethin'?"

Rin shoved Bachira off his shoulder, the other boy laughed as he stumbled away.

"Shut up... she's just a friend."

"I dunno, the two of you look awfully cozy in that photo~"

If only you saw the others...

Rin had held on to the photo for longer than he would like to admit, the two of you hadn't talked for a while, especially after graduation.

But now that his annoying lukewarm teammates had decided to scour around his room for no reason, Rin was met with a wave of memories.

All of which were about you.

The most prominent memory he had of you was the day of middle school graduation.

The cherry blossoms were in bloom, and the third years were about to assemble in the auditorium for the farewell ceremony. Several of Rin's classmates were gushing about graduation, and how they would miss each other, some were already planning methods of communication after moving on to high school. Another hot topic of conversation among his classmates (mainly the girls) was the topic of button giving. In Japan, a guy giving the second button of his uniform to a girl on the day of graduation was essentially a love confession, Rin thought that the tradition was rather stupid. For one thing, he had no time for romance when he was trying to become the best in the world, nor did he have any interest in the subject. Or as he would say 'everyone here is way too lukewarm for my tastes' Well, that's what he would have said if he wasn't so preoccupied with you, but here he was, just outside of the auditorium, fidgeting with his uniform trying to get a button off. Normally the girl would have to ask the guy for the button, but Rin was never one for tradition-then again he was already going along with this stupid love confession so there was a first time for everything-and it didn't look like you were going to talk to him anytime soon, you were constantly hanging around with your friends for most of the day, so he never found the right time. So he didn't know what came over him when he dragged you aside in some secluded area of the courtyard, all his courage had been used up in that very moment because of that moment, he had been reduced to a blushing and bashful mess. "What did you need me for RIn?" You asked with curious doe eyes, clearly oblivious to the fact that there was a button missing from his uniform. Rin gave you a blank stare for a few minutes, taking in your appearance. Your hair was adorned with several hair pins, all engraved with special patterns and decorated with pretty charms. You were wearing make up today, not super noticeable, but noticeable enough for it to enhance your natural beauty. "Rin?" You called his name, snapping him out of his thoughts. Oh right, he was supposed to give you the buttton "Can I have your hand for a second..?" He asked bashfully, you extended your hand to his, this time, you were blushing as well. You muttered a quick 'sure' as you avoided eye contact with him. He gently dropped the button into your hands. "I-I wanted you to have this." This time, Rin was looking directly into your eyes, the same cold teal that always seemed to have no light behind them, but this time, they were filled with warmth and sincerity. The two of you stood in silence for a few more moments, before you heard the teachers calling you and the rest of the third years over for the ceremony. As Rin walked into the auditorium with the rest of his classmates, one of his teammates from the soccer team leaned down and whispered something in his ear. "So who's the lucky lady Itoshi?" He turned to his friend, noticing that his button was missing too. Rin simply shrugged, feigning nonchalance and muttered; "Wouldn't you like to know?" That graduation photo captured a very rare smile from him.

Bachira accidentally knocking something over promptly snapped Rin out of his nostalgia.

"Oh my God you're actually smiling in this photo?!"

Bachira waved Rin's middle school grad photo in his face, clearly shocked by the notion that the younger Itoshi could actually feel happiness.

Suddenly, Rin's mother came into his room.

"I know, it's one of the few photos I have of him that actually feature him smiling."

She sighed.

"Anyways, I just made dinner in case you boys are hungry."

Mrs. Itoshi smiled at the boys.

"And maybe you could tell them all about (Y/N) hm?"

Rin's face grew very hot all of a sudden.

God, he was in for it now...

[angelwolf745]

[P2] Blue lock Boys & their (I assume) love-trope.

[P1] Nagi, Barou, Rin, Sae, Shidou, and Aiku

Characters; Isagi, Bachira, Kunigami, Chigiri, Reo, Kaiser

Isagi - From Unexpected Collision to Love-at-First-Sight

Bachira - Beast Boy to Raven love : “Hey there mama~”

Kunigami - Separated Childhood-Friends to Lovers; “Kunigami? I could hardly recognize you.”

Chigiri - Medical Student (Field Assistant) x Athletic Soccer Player; “My knee is acting up…” [that’s a lie, he just wanted to see you]

Reo - Broke but Independent girl to Rich yet Dependent boy

Kaiser - “Everyone knows me” to “Who are you?” spark-love

[icarus-lee]

there's no one else, Liebe

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ he's finally turning around, coming home to you. -- when he sees his ex attending his big game, everything comes crashing down on him.

charac. kaiser x fem!reader wc. 900+ no trigger warnings, slighttttt angst + comfort, this kind of kaiser off-field>>>

Michael Kaiser, was a name that everyone knew, except for you. His only name that ever felt familiar to you was Mihya, not Michael, not Kaiser.

In every shade of blue, it was him that spoke to you. You had to give it to him, courting was the last thing you’d expect from the world’s rising star in football. From his monthly bouquets to weekly car rides that lead to no destination. You were with him, regardless. It was an aimless drive, with no target and no point equivalent.

When the weight of the world sits on your man’s shoulders, you are the only person who could give him an only escape. Hickeys in the back seat became normal. Marks left from the night’s blessing became a badge of how good you were to him. You said to yourself “Maybe this is what loving a man like him takes. Yes, he takes, and he takes while I leave with nothing.”

You loved him because you knew that no one else did from his past. Right, his goddamn past. It sometimes gives you the haunting what-ifs of his actions. When he pushes you away from a heated kiss, when he suddenly decides to leave you there in his bed after things get heated. You affirm to yourself, “Maybe it’s just his trauma speaking?”

And just when you decided to let go of your end of the rope. It was now he who needed your saving.

That’s where you find yourself right now, in his big game. The Neo-Egoist League was nearing its end with its final match against Bastard and PXG. And you sat there, with the big screens flashing your ex-suitor’s familiar blonde-blue hair, laser-sharp eyes, and with a scowl that could easily be wiped away by your smile.

Yet what you never expected was how the cameras pan to your section of the crowd, giving you that special spotlight. It was as if those moments were needed just for Kaiser to see you once again. This time, in a different light. You were now just an ordinary bystander, and he couldn’t stand that thought. He didn’t know what got to him at that moment, but something ignited in him.

Two consecutive goals in the 82nd minute. It was a product of you, a product of your presence. The cameras notice that he’s looking at something beyond the field. After scoring his final goal, he was sure, he was goddamn sure of himself that what he saw was you. He ran, and ran. Yet just when he found your spot, that was when you'd already left.

Wow, its the first time in a while that he’s called you by name. It was always Liebling or Schatz, but never your name. The very same name that he'd hoped to put a ring on someday. But those were naive dreams, weren't they? A wasted Mrs. Kaiser.

You could only crack a bittersweet smile. He’s looking for me, you thought. Yet your stubborn heart persisted with your thoughts. You don’t want him to come home to you anymore. He never had a home that could shelter him the way you did, you were sure of it. It was ironic how he’d search for you in the crowd.

But you know to yourself that you’ve walked away from him many months already. Coming back only meant tearing down the walls you’ve hastily built—a foundation bound to still be vulnerable from his touch.

You didn't dare turn around. Not until a hand was there to strongly grip your vulnerable wrist. It was cold and dry, just like the winter that he left you with. How could he catch up with you leaving the stadium? In this crowded street, where snowflakes fell hard to the concrete. You could see it in his eyes that he begged for someone, not for something. And that was you.

“Can we talk? ” He started, with sweat dripping down his temples as he controlled his panting. He was still wearing the same jersey he had for the game, and it was that same jersey that he chose over you, over this whole relationship.

Your stern expression, partnered with your silence, had suddenly eroded his strong resolve. “Please” was all that he could say. He was on his last straw, begging not to break by the force of your deafness. But who’s to say that you weren’t also breaking? And what is it now, with him? You didn't know if you were talking to the same Mihya many months before—the Mihya that willingly left your shared apartment, never to look back again.

“Why…now? Michael, why now? "You asked, pulling back your wrist that he desperately gripped; to your surprise, he had already loosened it.

“Don’t try to be a stranger to me y/n, that’s all I ask."

You scoff, “That’s all you ask? I should be the one telling you that. Go on, celebrate your big game, get intoxicated, get yourself off with some other woman.”

He takes another step forward, and you slowly see his own nonchalance cracking away with each word he lets out. “Maybe love does come first before soccer. Because I know damn well that my feet won’t drag me here if I was over you, huh? ”

And that was your last straw. “You’re full of bullshit-“

“I fucking know I am y/n. I’m not used to gentleness, I don’t know how to hold a heart and not break it, love is something alien to me. I bite and I don’t fucking know why.”

“Michael.”

“You know you don't call me that.”

You take a hesitant pause, “….. Mihya”

“Liebe” He called out instantly, desperate to say it out loud for your ears to once again reach.

He continued, “I wanna come home, but this time, I’m choosing to stay.”

kaiser's character is definitely vulnerable to love and relationships, and he often makes irrational decisions when it comes down to it, a very grand contrast to his dominant personality on the field.

[k4rinaviiz]

ʚɞ pt 1 (hopefully). sae x fem!reader. backstory. kinda angst? childhood friends to strangers. w/c 752

You, Sae and Rin. You guys were practically inseparable.

Of course, the two brothers were obsessed with soccer, while you just enjoyed looking from the sideline. You were their little cheerleader, and while you were the same age as Sae, you tended to act more childish like Rin. Your life was good; it was happy. I mean, you had two people supporting you everywhere you went.

That was before Sae left. You were happy for him, of course… I mean, you tried to be happy—but this news still had a huge impact on Rin’s life. After Sae left, Rin would only focus on being the best in Japan, better than his older brother. So in merely a week, your entire life was thrown upside down. You decided that you would also focus on your future career. Which barely existed at that point. Nonetheless, you figured things out, you and Rin would talk from time to time and Sae… well you choose to leave him as a mere memory.

You worked towards modelling, and to your surprise, It worked. It had its ups and downs but still, it was something you enjoyed, something to work towards, something that finally felt stable in your life. For once in a really long time, you were happy again, things seemed more… normal. After weeks of waiting you had also heard back from one of the top companies in Japan. You were going to be signed under them, you were going to be able to do new things.

You decided to go over to the Itoshi’s house to tell Rin and his parents. Which were like your second pair. The good news. It was dark and cold and snowflakes fell from the clouds like little flecks of glitter. You shoved your hands into the pocket of your fluffy pink jacket. Your designer snow boots make a crunch with every step. You continued down, even passing the familiar soccer field from your childhood and… it was like you could see Sae and Rin standing there just like before….

Wait.

What the fuck?

You swatted the snow off your hair, trying to get a better view of what you were or were not seeing right now. But no, they were both there, in the middle of the snow with a soccer ball between them. Sae had his suitcase beside him, and Rin lay on the snow-covered ground looking up at him. You could swear his eyes glistened as brightly as the white surrounding him. You attempted to get close enough to pick up on what they were talking about, and when you found a half-decent hiding spot to stay and watched.

Your eyes widened as you heard the harsh words fall from Sae’s lips. You had never thought Sae would be this… cold. Yes as children he wasn't some perfect, sunshine child, but he was caring and kind. Telling his brother to quit soccer, that the fact that Rin played soccer for only him made him sick, that just wasn't the Sae you know… Knew?

It hit you hard that you didn't in fact know Sae like you used to, It wasn't completely impossible that he was different, It had been three maybe four years since he left. Of course, he wasn't going to be the same young boy you grew fondly of.

At this point you had completely blocked out their conversation, your attention was only brought back when Sae started running down the field. He was getting a little too close to your current hiding spot. You quickly got up, trying to make a run for the house, planning to pretend you never heard anything.

Yet while you left you could swear you felt eyes staring into the back of your head. You shook it off. Eventually making it to the Itoshi’s house, and waited for Rin to come back from whatever he and his older brother were doing. After that you went with your normal plan, telling them you had gotten a spot in your dream company. You all celebrate, of course, Rin acted like everything was fine and so did you.

It was your night, you had finally gotten your life to the point where it meant something. So, you decided to pretend like Sae didn't even exist anymore. Just like how he did with you when he left for Spain.

Plus it's not like he would plan to talk to you like he did with Rin, you were now living an Itoshi Sae-free life…

a/n - anddd if i said i wanna turn this into a series? I genuinely can't get the idea of Sae x Model girlfriend out of my head, it plagues my every thought and I really wanna make it a thing. idkk you guys tell me.

@k4rinaviiz please do not repost, translate or copy my work. all my work is originally mine.

[xislyns]

⋆˚｡⋆୨˚𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

After being cut from Blue Lock, Nagi comes home quiet and distant, but you comfort him with gentle cuddles and soft reassurances— reminding him that, win or lose, he’s still your favorite .

Nagi Seishiro x !F Reader

a/n ' honestly this fic is totally just a fic to cope with nagis elimination istg

The apartment was quiet. a bit too quiet.

You were curled up on the couch with a blanket half-draped over your body, phone gripped in your hand, though you hadn’t checked the screen in a couple minutes. You knew he’d come back today. The news had already broken out ; Nagi Seishiro, eliminated from Blue Lock.

You knew him. He wont talk about it. he wouldn’t make a big deal of it. He’d just.

come home. as if nothing happend

The door clicked open.

You sat up immediately, blanket sliding off you and fell to the floor. “Sei?”

He walked in, hoodie on, hands in his pockets, his usual slow, nd lazy steps but his eyes didn’t meet yours. He kicked off his shoes, then stood there in the doorway for a moment, unmoving.

“…yo,” he said flatly.

Your heart cracked a little at how tired and drained he sounded

“You’re home,” you said, stepping forward and slowly wrapping your arms around him without hesitation.

He didn’t hug you back at first— not because he didn’t want to, but because that’s how Nagi was. he wasnt used to being comforted, But after a few seconds, you felt him lean into you, forehead resting lightly on your shoulder.

You held him tighter.

“You don’t have to talk about it,” you murmured into his hair. “Just let me hold you.”

“…kay,” he said.

You led him to the couch, pulling him down with you. He slouched immediately, head falling into your lap like it belonged there. You gently pushed his hoodie back and started running your fingers through his white hair.

“You’re not mad?” he asked after some moments of silence, voice barely above a whisper.

You blinked down at him. “Mad?”

“That I didn’t make it.”

Your heart softened again at his words. “Seishiro? No. Of course not.”

He was quiet again, eyes half-lidded, staring somewhere past you.

“I didn’t really care about it at first,” he said. “But then i really did started to care. I wanted to win. mm' wanted to be worth something.”

Your fingers slowed in his hair. “You already are. You always have been.”

He looked up at you then, his eyes was checking to see if you meant it.

You smiled, brushing his bangs from his forehead. “You’re enough, even when you’re not winning. Even when you think you’re not trying hard enough. Even when you just wanna lie around and game all day. I love all parts of you.”

Nagi let out a tiny breath, a sigh of relief, like he was finally letting go of something heavy.

“…You’re comfy,” he mumbled, nuzzling into your lap.

“You really are clingy huh?” you teased, but your hand never stopped moving through his hair.

“hmmm.”

You laughed, warm and quiet. “what ever am i going to do with you sei?”

He stayed there, wrapped up in your warmth, not wanting to say another word. The silence between you wasn’t awkward— it was calm, easy. Maybe that was all he needed.

He realized , maybe he didnt need to be the best, he still had you and that was a kind of victory no forms tournament could ever give him.

[narcjsistx]

"she's busy" trend with the bllk!boys but reader is actually busy, her phone end up w someone else because she accidentally left her it somewhere 🫠.

— SHE'S ACTUALLY BUSY

�� characters: isagi yoichi, kaiser micheal, sae itoshi, rin itoshi, reo mikage, nagi seishiro

✶ requests ONLY open for smau <3 send me yours!!

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

[haridkrish]

Are you guys watching Bluelock, just like me? It’s freakin fantastic. I can’t stop myself from drawing this damn terrific pose.

[anglbnny]

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Nagi

𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒. 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒.”

ᯓ★ᯓ⚡︎

.ᐟStreet racer!Nagi...known on the streets as Zenith, is the racer who never looks like he’s trying—but still leaves everyone in the dust. His name isn’t just for show; Zenith means the highest point, and that’s exactly where he stands. No one reaches his level, no one touches his throne, and no one—except maybe you—makes him want to move.

.ᐟStreet racer!Nagi...His car? A matte-white Mazda RX-7 FD, customized to be as smooth as his movements. He never makes flashy entrances, never revs up his engine just to show off. But when he hits the gas? He vanishes like a ghost, leaving nothing but tire marks and regret in his wake. He doesn’t race for the adrenaline rush like the others; he races because it’s too easy for him. His drifting is smooth, his reaction time inhuman, and his control is so relaxed it’s almost insulting.

.ᐟStreet racer!Nagi...doesn’t waste energy unless it’s worth it. He’s laid-back to the point of being infuriating, rolling his eyes at unnecessary drama and brushing off challenges like they’re annoying chores. If someone pisses him off? He won’t yell. He won’t fight. He’ll simply leave them in the rearview, a speck in his past.

But with you? That’s where it gets complicated.

.ᐟStreet racer!Nagi...Nagi may not care about most things, but when it comes to you, he’s possessive in the laziest way possible. He won’t chase—but he’ll always be there. Leaning against his car, waiting. Watching you with that unreadable gaze, like he already knows what you’re thinking. He’s not the jealous type—but if someone gets too close? He won’t bother with words. One look, and the guy’s backing off

𝒗𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒔

♡. moodboard 1, 2, 3

♡. his car

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟!𝑁𝑎𝑔𝑖

♡...coming soon

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ꨄ︎Anglbnny | Do not copy, steal or translate my work and pngs. you'll be blocked.

[Masterlist] [street racer!AU]

[shoyoackerman]

finally caught up with everything till next update. I can say that I forgot how much I absolutely fucking love Isagi and the out of pocket shit that comes from his mouth. i forgot how much of a rage baiter he is and how much everyone crashes tf out 🙏🏽

shit had me dying whilst reading, because everyone here has a very shitty/abusive upbringing. Or just had unfortunate things happen in their life.

Isagi comes from a home of two loving parents 😭 and he out here moving like this

[oreom1kage]

femlock nagi manga panel redraw

twas a lineart experiment so the colorings a little crappy in this one but wtv