#CRACKING LOCKS

[daisyswift3]

THAT DRESS W THOSE MASHUPS I FEEL FERAL

[blanchetteminxia]

doing the "current boyfriend" trend with bllk boys

michael kaiser you were filming a cute little montage of him—posing shirtless in front of the mirror, fixing his perfect hair, and celebrating a goal—and the caption read: “my current boyfriend 💕💅” kaiser blinked. “current?” he echoed, peeking over your shoulder. “excuse me, current?” you tried to hold in your laughter. “who’s next, huh? rin? nagi? you think they can handle all this?” he gestured dramatically to himself. “please.” you snorted. “you’re so dramatic.” he scoffed, flipping his hair. “you’re just obsessed with me and it’s okay. i’d be devastated to lose me, too.”

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rin itoshi you posted a photo of rin drinking tea with the caption: “my current boyfriend… he’s cute but emotionally constipated 🫶” you didn’t even realize he saw it until he texted you, “wtf is this” you turned to find him standing behind you, holding his phone, deadpan. “current boyfriend?” “rin, it’s a trend—” “you can’t even handle talking to people. who’s gonna replace me? your cat?” you were wheezing. he muttered, “not constipated,” under his breath as he stalked off.

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sae itoshi you posted a candid of sae mid-yawn captioned: “my current boyfriend. he’s tired of me already 🥲” sae stared at it for a solid five minutes. “why would you say i’m tired of you?” you looked up, confused. “it’s a joke, babe.” “i’m not tired of you. i’m just tired.” you laughed, hugging him. “you’re cute when you take these things personally.” he kissed the top of your head. “i’m your last boyfriend. fix that caption.”

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shidou ryusei your video had shidou shirtless, flexing in the mirror with dramatic zooms. caption: “my current boyfriend. he’s like a feral raccoon in a crop top ❤️” he loved it. “babe, you think i’m feral? that’s so hot,” he grinned. “wait—current? oh hell nah. who else is gonna call you sugar tits with this much love?” you doubled over laughing. “babe, if i’m current, does that mean you’re accepting applications?” he wiggled his brows. you just threw a pillow at him.

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nagi seishiro you filmed nagi half-asleep on your lap, captioning: “my current boyfriend. he’s 90% blanket, 10% clingy baby 😌🩷” he cracked one eye open. “current?” you nodded. he blinked. “that sounds like work. finding a new boyfriend is gonna be annoying.” “…it’s not real, nagi.” “good. too lazy to be replaced.” he then went back to sleep, mumbling, “you are so stupid…”

a/n: this is so stupid

[kxsagi]

“𝐬𝐚𝐞’𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞”

a/n: I NEVER SEE ANYONE TALK ABOUT THIS

SAE'S MANAGER'S LAST NAME DABADIE IS PRONOUNCED AS "DA BADDIE" SKSBFKSLNAGNALGNS

“girolan dabadie… da baddie???” 

sae doesn’t look up from his phone. “you’ve said it ten times.” 

“i’m gonna say it ten more.” you poke his cheek while trying to suppress your giggles. “baby. BABY. why didn’t you tell me your manager’s last name sounds like he belongs in a rap video?” 

“you met him two months ago. this isn't new information.” 

“da baddie, sae.” you stare at him, eyes wide with disbelief and barely contained chaos. “that’s literally how it’s pronounced. your manager is unintentionally iconic. he sounds like the final boss of an instagram thirst trap.” 

“he’s in his fifties.” 

“and yet,” you dramatically press a hand to your chest, “he is da baddie.” 

sae finally puts his phone down and gives you the faintest smirk. “you’re the most annoying person i’ve ever met.” 

you nudge his thigh with your foot. “you love it.” 

“no,” he says, but you hear the softness in his voice. “you were literally crying laughing in the car on the way back from practice.” 

“because i heard someone call him mr. dabadie in full seriousness and i –” your voice breaks as the laugh bubbles up again. “i can’t believe i was shaking that man’s hand like, ‘nice to meet you, sir,’ while not knowing i was in the presence of a baddie.” 

sae shakes his head and mutters, “for fuck’s sake,” but he’s trying not to smile now. you can see the corners of his lips twitching. 

you grin. “do you think he knows?” 

sae raises an eyebrow. “that his name sounds like he runs a makeup brand and a secret fanpage on twitter?” 

you slap his arm and gasp. “you do think it’s funny!” 

sae exhales through his nose, a barely audible, actual laugh. “he signed an email once with just ‘– da baddie.’ i stared at it for ten minutes. but realized it was probably autocorrect.” 

“NO WAY.” 

“swear.” 

you throw your head back with a cackle. “he knows. oh my gosh, he knows he’s a legend.” 

“you can’t say anything.” 

“i would never.” you pause. “except i already made a fake commercial for him in the voice memo app.” 

sae blinks. “what?” 

“wanna hear it?” 

before he can answer, you press play. your voice echoes through the apartment in dramatic, sultry tones: 

“he’s not just a manager. he’s a lifestyle. 

he’s not just on time, he is the timeline. 

this fall, one man walks into the room, 

and everyone whispers… 

da baddie.” 

there’s a beat of silence before sae coughs into his hand, clearly trying not to laugh. 

you’re grinning ear to ear. “you liked it.” 

“that was stupid.” 

“but you liked it.” 

“i’m sending it to him.” 

you shriek. “sae!” 

he’s already air-dropping the file to his laptop. “too late. he deserves to hear his brand in action.” 

“what if he fires you?” 

“then i’ll become your manager. and go by ‘da worstie.’” 

you gasp. “we’ll be unstoppable. the baddie and the worstie tour 2025.” 

sae finally cracks and lets out a quiet laugh, the kind that makes your chest warm. it’s soft, rare, and entirely unbothered. 

“you’re so dumb,” he murmurs, but his gaze lingers on you fondly. 

you flop onto his shoulder. “and yet. i’m dating one of the world’s top football players.” 

“... and managed by da baddie himself.” 

you whisper reverently, “we are truly blessed.” 

sae just sighs again, but he doesn’t move away. he lets you rest there, quietly scrolling, while you start plotting a merch line in your head. 

you’re already designing a shirt that says da baddie energy. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[angelxarii]

₊˚ʚ ₊˚✧ﾟᴡᴏʀᴋ - ɪᴛᴏꜱʜɪ ꜱᴀᴇ¹⁸⁺

ᴛᴡꜱ: ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴄᴀʟʟ

Sae's fingers were knuckle deep inside of you, curling up and hitting that exact spot that had you arching your back off the bed. He knew you so well and what made you fold even when his attention wasn't on you.

Like right now, how he was focused on a phone call rather than his pretty little gf who was a complete mess under him.

The phone was on speaker beside you, one of his hands occupied by your cunt and the other covering your mouth everytime you got too loud.

The call was getting way too long even if it had only been 4 minutes.

He moved his hand from your mouth, covering your entire tit and roughly massaging it while abusing your poor nipple.

"Shh, quiet" he whispered quietly, agreeing with whatever the man on the phone was saying.

His hand came to cover your mouth again as you got too loud

"Yeah well that's a problem for tomorrow. I'll deal with this when I have time" sae abruption said, cutting the guy off. He tried saying something but it was too late and sae had already cut the call.

"You're so needy. You came 3 times from my fingers alone. How're you gonna take my cock now?" He asked, pushing up against your throbbing pussy.

"You start shaking and crying whenever you get a little bit too overstimulated so I'm surprised at how well you kept quiet"

"Right, my little attention whore?" Tears rolled down your face and all you could do was nod as sae pulled his digits out and placed them in his mouth

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ʟᴏɴɢ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅ. (ᴍʏ ᴍᴀɴ ꜰʀ)

ʚɞ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐱𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐢 | ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴏɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱɪᴛᴇꜱ

[nmakii]

sae’s not the jealous type. he doesn’t care when guys try to flirt with you. they’re no competition on him anyway. he knows you’re gonna reject them anyway. that’s just how comfortable he was in your relationship.

but, he always groans in annoyance when another girl comes up to you.

this was a problem he was never even supposed to have. and yet, he still had it.

girls would always come up to you, trying to be your friend, and would end up… somehow falling in love with you? it was an odd problem, like previously mentioned.

it started to become so annoying to the point that these girls would text you, and interrupt your dates! and because god bless your poor soul, you couldn’t dare say that you’re busy, sae would have to sit through 10 minutes of you comforting the dastardly girl through text.

as he sits down beside you in the private dining room of yet another fancy restaurant, he entertains himself by clicking his nails to the polished wooden table.

he pouts to himself, you completely ignorant as your eyes are pointed to your phone, and it makes him wonder, ‘is this how they feel when i’m abroad?’.

the thought that he makes you feel this isolated and lonely is one that he doesn’t like, so he shoves it down his throat. he then lands a bony hand on your shoulder, firmly yet still gentle.

it finally catches your attention, and you turn to him. “what’s wrong, sae?” seriously? are you that ignorant? “you’re ignoring me.” he frowns, as blunt and to-the-point as ever.

“ah, i know! i’m sorry, this is so rude… just one last text, babe…” you beg, but sae already knows how this goes down.

one text turns in to five. five texts turn in to ten. and if he doesn’t stop you now, he’s not getting you back until you’re back home.

and he’s not up for that.

he forcefully takes your phone, and turns it off.

“hey..! give it back, sae..! i’m sorry!” you frown. sae shakes his head, and places your phone screen down on the table. “you’re busy. i’m sure your girlfriend will understand.” he jests. a jest that, by your expression, makes you incredibly unamused.

“she’s not my girlfriend.” you huff, and sae raises an eyebrow. “really? you talk to her more than to me.” his lower lip pouts out, and you can’t help but smile a little.

“what? are you jealous of her?” you tease. sae looks disgusted at the question, and groans. “why would i? you’re not into girls, are you?”

“i dunno, maybe i am.” you shrug. sae looks to be on the cusp of both believing and not believing that. but regardless, he says “love who you want to. but at least stay loyal to your boyfriend.”

you sassily scoff and sigh, “aye-aye, sir.”

; for @itoshiluvbot please stop having girls all over you rizzler nd leave some for the rest of us

[leejuyeonism]

❝ 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆? ❞

── blue lock smau by leejuyeonism

𝜗𝜚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ࣪˖ ── kunigami rensuke. reo mikage. itoshi rin. karasu tabito. otoya eita.

fem!user asks blue lock boys what they've saved her contact name as. fluff mostly, some traces of crack. somewhat implied cheating for otoya, but nothing serious.

๋࣭ ˖ 𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄

๋࣭ ˖ 𝐑𝐄𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄

๋࣭ ˖ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍

๋࣭ ˖ 𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐀 𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐀

๋࣭ ˖ 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐔

𝜗𝜚 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ࣪˖ ── link. link. link. (i have ,, none rn rip)

okay this is my first time writing an smau lmao so i apologize if this is rusty asf and if the characters seem ooc, i tried my best chat 🙏 lmk if any of you want a pt.2 with the other characters! or even if there are any other prompts you'd like me to do! im trying to expand my base on tumblr and i'd love to do some more smau's for you guys <3

[iqxatlantic]

" My love can't take it no more ! ! "

ft. they all ooc! bro . michael kaiser . isagi yoichi . meguru bachira . otoya eita . shidou ryusei . freaky ahh msgs . more crack idk bro . smau

your bsfs when you post yourself after you're healing from your ex :

a/n: hey my glorious princesses </3 i'm sorry for being so inactive recently im trying to cook i swear!!! enjoy these pls i laughed please laugh

— ©iqxatlantic / isaisliterallyhim, 2025

[imraespace]

omg if you can you should totally do like a text au with the bllk boys with a reader who is an athletic training major. like they’re all college aged and that’s readers major and they have to to work with the student athletes in taping them up, stretching them out, being on water suitors during games/ practice just that type of thing and how they’d react to their s/o doing that for other athletes

MAYBE YOU SHOULD QUIT.. - you're in an athletic training major

THIS includes : texts genre: crack NOTE: hehehe.. i like this one.. i somehow made it suggestive with jokes but.. idk dont take them seriously HELP

PAIRINGS: ISAGI, BACHIRA, NAGI, REO, RIN, SAE, SHIDOU, AIKU, CHIGIRI

IMRAESPACE masterlist

[neeeooon]

random texts with bf sae

itoshi sae x gn!reader. fake texts

you: hey babygirl

sae: im not going to be your lesbian bf

you: awwww :(

you: omg it’s you

you:

😒.

≤))≥

_| \_

sae: you are my biggest hater. i’m not joking.

you: you love me 🤗

sae: unfortunately 😔

you: if you were president what’s the first thing you’d do

sae: make it illegal for you to post me on your socmed

you: weird way to propose but oh well I DO 💅💍

sae: ???

sae: how would you feel if i accidentally bought strawberry short cake instead of red velvet

you: i would probably throw myself off the top floor

sae: k that’s what i though. going back to the store now❤️

you: yk i actually miss you when you’re gone right

you: JOKES ASIDE!!!! i do kind of like you. like a little bit. like 👌 maybe this much

sae: we have been dating for years

sae: we live together

you: yeahh all that forced proximity yk you really grew on me 😣

sae: you still hate my hair tho

you: oh yeah i’m flushing all your gel down the toilet before you get home xx

sae: that’s not very environmentally conscious of you y/n

you: since when do you care about the environment?

sae: since you put my hair gel at risk.

you: DESPERATE TIMES MY LOVE DESPERATE TIMES

[unknownsvoid]

accidentally texting the blue lock men instead of ur bsf about how attractive their friends are (or in rins case, how hot his brother is) and instead of it being angst, it’s actually fluff and crack?

Your friend is hot!

✮⋆˙ | asked by: anonymous.

✮⋆˙ | featuring: isagi yoichi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, reo mikage, nagi seishiro, rin itoshi.

✮⋆˙ | cw: suggestive/crack themes! gn!reader for most of them... i think? maybe fem!reader. possible spelling mistakes... lazy ASF okay? Okay. :)

yoy want part two -> here!

ꨄ︎ | isagi yoichi!

ꨄ︎ | meguru bachira!

ꨄ︎ | hyoma chigiri!

ꨄ︎ | reo mikage!

ꨄ︎ | nagi seishiro!

ꨄ︎ | rin itoshi!

[blanchetteminxia]

telling the bllk boys that a man did your brazilian wax

michael kaiser you casually said, “yeah, the wax lady wasn’t available, so some guy did it.” kaiser paused mid-hair flip, mouth slightly open. “a guy…? a man?” you nodded, scrolling on your phone. “a grown man waxed my girlfriend’s—” he clutched his chest like he was about to faint. “he was super professional,” you added. “professional in touching your sacred lands?!” you rolled your eyes. “you sound like a victorian husband.” he immediately googled “how to become licensed wax technician.” “next time, i’m doing it myself. for science. and honor.”

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rin itoshi “he was actually super gentle,” you said without thinking. rin froze. “…he?” you blinked. “yeah, the regular girl was off, so a guy filled in.” his eye twitched. “he was professional,” you offered. “professional at seeing what’s mine?” he muttered. you smirked. ��you jealous?” “i’m not jealous,” he said quickly. you patted his shoulder. “it’s okay. the guy saw it, but you own it.” “…you’re banned from waxing. forever. deal with it.”

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sae itoshi you told him in a painfully unbothered manner while folding laundry. “wait… a guy did your wax?” “yeah. why?” he blinked at you. “no reason. just wondering if i need to go fight a beautician.” you laughed. “oh my god, you’re not serious.” “i might be. depends. did he make eye contact?” “…i don’t know, sae. i wasn’t exactly staring into his soul while he was ripping hair off me.” sae just muttered, “we’re buying wax strips and doing this at home from now on. we suffer together.”

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shidou ryusei you said it mid-bite of your sandwich. “oh, by the way, the guy who did my wax was kind of cute—” he choked so hard he nearly died. “a dude did what?” you repeated it slowly, savoring the drama. “he touched your kitty? your real-life, god-tier, golden-glazed—sacred temple?” you cackled. “relax, it was medical. like surgery.” “nah, man. that’s foul. i’m calling the government.” you whispered, “jealous?” “jealous? i’ll wax myself and you. watch me.”

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nagi seishiro you whispered, “babe… the wax lady wasn’t there so a guy did it instead.” nagi opened one eye. “okay.” “…you’re not mad?” “why would i be? sounds like a pain for both of you.” you blinked. “unless you liked it.” “i did not like it. it was awkward.” “exactly. let’s just shave next time. less drama. more sleep.” and he rolled over and hugged you like nothing happened.

a/n: cackling while writing this btw

[anglbunny]

ruin ♡ Sae itoshi

cw: smut mdni, oral (f receiving), bunny!reader, reader's wearing a dress, based on this ask

⸝⸝♡⸝⸝♡

Maybe it was a bad idea cornering you like this. Sae usually thought things out, played things cool but not around you. Not when you looked so fucking delicious wearing that barely there dress during a party. 

You were too lost, too innocent to realize the effect it had on others. Especially on sae. The second he saw you, his hand was wrapped around your wrist, dragging you to some secluded area in the party where no one was present. 

“S-sae! Fuckk.. Please..” you whined, sae’s tongue circling your sloppy cunt. 

“You try and act all innocent but you got so wet just from being dragged and manhandled. Makes me think you’re not so innocent afterall, huh, bunny?” he grins but it was hard to see, as half his face was covered from your skin tight dress. 

You whimper, not being able to say or process anything that’s happening. It was too much and too little at the same time. Your body shook, fingers tangled in sae’s hair. When you couldn’t respond, he went back, keeping your pussy stretched open with his index and middle finger, his hot tongue licking across your sensitive cunt, pushing past your tight entrance. He was too good. Too experienced. Too much. 

His free hand wrapped around your thigh, fingers digging into the plump skin. He cried out his name, tugging at the roots. You swore that you’d pull his hair out at this point. 

Your body shook, you were so close but before you could finish he pulled out, breathing heavily, tongue partially hanging out, the taste of your cunt still linger on it. 

He stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. You gasped when his hands found your ass, pulling you closer to him, his hard on pressing against your thigh. “Sae..” 

“The things i wanna fucking do to you, doll.” he groaned, “wanna take you home and rip this flimsy little dress off and take your virginity for good” you trembled, fingers wrapped around his shirt, clinging onto him. His voice was low and mean. 

“You want that? Want me to ruin you?” your face heated up, nodding against his chest.

“Speak up, say it. Wanna hear you.” 

“Ruin me, sae” 

“Fuck.. that’s my girl” he didn’t waste a second, lifting you up in his arms and pushing past the large groups of people towards his car. 

TL: @samm1e13 @demiitria @syleepy @chaoslibra @bontenxo @pinkymangacaps @riinniies @samthesimp1 @sapphireluv @s4turnx1 @nevvynev @cookiesandcreammy @rinniebinniebay @ravenbc @kamelika @luvsymai @werfiedeii @mikemsmm @silverwings920 @cyberheartrebel @arwawawa2 @yanderebluelockfan @valexqpt @bigclownshoes @rinniewinnie787 @satorella @mihyas-dieehefrau

A/n: thank you for the request

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

[Masterlist]

[angelxarii]

₊˚ʚ ₊˚✧ﾟ 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎

𝚃𝚠𝚜: 𝚂𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜

𝐒𝐚𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢

𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

𝐑𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢

𝐑𝐞𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞

𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜰᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ, ɪᴅᴋ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʜᴏ

ʚɞ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐱𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐢 | ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴏɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱɪᴛᴇꜱ

[li-an-nie]

YOU'RE TWO YEARS OLDER THAN HIM KAISER

ACT LIKE AN ADULT FOR ONCE 🤡🤡🤡

from this awesome soccer meme

[leejuyeonism]

hihii just read you ur contact name smau and it made me squeal its was so cute :> could u try doing hiori and yukimiya for part 2?

❝ 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆? ❞ [PT2]

── blue lock smau by leejuyeonism

𝜗𝜚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ࣪˖ ── chigiri hyoma. nagi seishiro. itoshi sae. hiori yo. yukimiya kenyu.

part1. ⋆ as requested, a part 2 of fem!user asks blue lock boys what they've saved her contact name as. as always, fluff mostly, some traces of crack. i added a few more characters as well !! again, i apologize if they seem ooc </3

EDIT: the formatting shat on me and i can't fix it (i hate you tumblr) so bear with this just this once thank you 🙏

𝜗𝜚 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ࣪˖ ── part1. asks.

thank you for reading! as always, if you'd like to see other characters or other smau's then feel free to send in a request! i'll happily oblige :)

also thank you anon for the request !!

[aritsukemo]

There goes my baaaabyyyy | Multiple Characters

Characters: Isagi Yoichi, Bachira Meguru, and Sae Itoshi

Summary: After seeing an abundance of tiktoks about the Usher trend, you decide to try it out on your unsuspecting boyfriend after a while of not seeing him

Warnings: This is the author's attempt at being funny so crack ahead. I apologize in advance.

A/N: Idk what came over me today, but I decided to waste my time writing this anyways after getting inspired by this amazing slideshow on tiktok talking about how each Haikyuu character would react to you doing the Usher trend. This is also my first time writing for Sae ( and I also know virtually nothing about him as I've only seen season 1 of Blue Lock ) so I'm sorry if he's ooc. I just realllyyy wanted to add him as I've been thirsting over edits of him ( and Reo ) for the past day or so.

A sigh of relief escapes through the chapped lips of the soon-to-be world cup competitor Isagi Yoichi. After hard fought battles during the preliminaries and all the stress and trials that come with it, it was finally the time for Isagi to return to his safe haven. He was hesitant for a time as he was still riding the adrenaline rush and wanted to stay back and train with some of the others, but since Bachira was returning to Japan to visit his mom and celebrate with her, it reminded him that he also had someone to return home to; you.

And so, after the longest thirteen hour flight of his life, he was now walking, suitcase in hand, alongside his best friend as the two of them exited the baggage claim and was nearing the lounge where you were allegedly waiting for him.

It had been so long since he's seen you, touched you—held you.. He finds himself wondering, how much has changed? Has your laugh changed at all? Have you switched up your sense of style? Maybe your hair? Do you still taste like the honeyed, buttered pancakes you used to make him every morning? Is your smile still so wide that it creases your cheeks and makes them pudge out more? Do your eyes still gaze at him as if he was made out of gold like they used to?

As he dwells on his thoughts, the yearning for you seeps in more and more like oil filling up a tank. It's heavy and it's only when he's just about to succumb to the weight of it all that he realizes just how much he's truly missed you.

And it seems that he wasn't alone in this feeling.

As he stepped into the lounge, he's met with his first and only warning. A warning that came in the familiar tune of the audio of a certain tiktok you had sent him a week prior before you came sliding his way on your knees. Your voice raised to match the exact pitch of the audio as you sung the infamous lyrics until you came to an abrupt halt when you collided with his stomach, nearly knocking him over with the force you hit him with.

And the only thing he could fathom to do was to stare like a deer in headlights and say, "Uh...what in the world?!"

Bachira couldn't possibly hope to contain his laughter any longer after that.

After seconds of Bachira's wheezing and airless chuckles, it was only when he was beginning to grip his stomach from the pain of his amusement that Isagi finally realized what just happened. And when he did, his entire face flushed a cherry red.

"What- Why are you doing this right now of all time?" He asked, semi-shouting as he grabbed the upper part of your arms—which were wrapped around his waist.

"I missed you, baby~!" You said in a sing-songy voice. And, as you looked up at him with your eyes shining with the familiar gleam he knew just as that same trophy-awarding smile stretched across your face, he found himself faltering for a moment. His shoulders slumping as he began mumbling shyly..

"I- I.. I missed you too.. But please, get up! People are starting to give us weird looks.."

Three months. That's how long it's been since you've last seen him.

Well, that's technically not true. If you wanted to be less dramatic, you could admit that you saw your boyfriend just last week on tv doing his signature dribbling moves and if you wanted to really be frank, you had seen his gorgeous face up close just the other day when he facetimed you and informed you that he'll be home that following afternoon. You could also make it sound much less extreme by simply confessing that you had regularly spoke to Bachira throughout these three months via text and that he'd facetime you at least one a week.

But you didn't want to count any of that.

I mean, sure you got to see him, but you didn't really get to see him. You weren't able to kiss his cheek whenever they perked up and flushed pink. You couldn't run your fingers through his layered hair and watch the satisfying transition of his brown strands turn yellow between your fingertips. You weren't able to hold his chin and watch in awe and fondness as he laughed toothily like a baby kitten..

You haven't seen him, not in all his glory which, to you, was like not seeing him at all. That said, three months of that torture was unbearable.

But all of that pain was forgotten in a matter of seconds at the odd sound of drums playing in the distance.

You didn't have any time to react to—or rather, process—what was happening or prepare yourself before Bachira got a running start towards you and soon dropped to his knees, sliding the rest of the way up to you with the biggest smile on his face—all while Usher's voice boomed behind him from his back pocket.

You had no choice but to accept fate and allow the love of your life to crash into you and completely knock you to the ground.

As the biting cold of the airport's tiles crept up your skin and all the air was just about knocked from your lungs from unexpectedly hitting the flat surface, Bachira stared down at you from above, cheeks dusted pink which made him look like an excited little kid.

"Hey, babe! It's been so long!" He chirped before coming down to press all his weight onto you as he caged your torso with his arms, his face immediately nearing yours to press a big, wet kiss to your cheek.

If it had been any other situation that he had done this in, you'd probably be annoyed from the embarrassment of having basically half the airport staring at the two of you like you were a bunch of buffoons or, at the very least, the fact that his team was laughing up a storm in the background...but having been as starved of him as you were, all you could do was laugh while relishing in the feeling of his warmth consuming every part of your body as he leaned down again to plant a feverish kiss to your lips.

Feet tapped against the small tile floors of the elevator, thumping against the marble in a rhythm that embodied the very dread of its owner.

After months of dreading this day, Sae had, once again, stepped foot in Japan; a notion he refused to even utter aloud from just how much he despised it.

For a man with such negative opinions about his homeland, his reasons for coming back were quite frivolous in comparison. Though if asked, he lie and say that his passport expired—which wasn't wrong—but deep down he knew the real reason for his return; his partner who he was too prideful to call the love of his life.

It had took some time, and for a while, Sae was forced to come back here every other year or so in secret to visit them per their request, but at last, they had decided that so much time waiting for his semi-yearly visits were too much for their poor heart and that they were ready to take the next step and leave with him to Spain.

Sae had pushed the thought to the very back of his mind, but he was more than glad—overjoyed, even—when you told him of your decision over the phone as he himself was starting to grow restless without you by his side at times.

He had already went through the process of renewing his passport so all that was left was to pick you up and drive to the airport—well, get driven to the airport—where he could finally leave this horrendous country, this time with you snuggled up by his side.

But he should've known that you wouldn't have let things be so simple.

As the doors to the elevator opened and allowed him to, at last, step foot into your lavish home, the symphony of his demise began to rang throughout it and bounce of the walls. Sae paused, face contorting into one of visible perplexment before his eyes widened at the sight of you sliding on your knees towards him, mouth opened as you sang to the beat of the music blasting throughout your home.

Your performance was short, glorious, and came to an end when your face was buried into the smooth fabric of your boyfriend's clothing and you smoothly wrapped your arms around your boyfriend's waist.

And it was only a full minute after such an amazing performance that it finally dawned on him what you were doing. And to that, he simply sighs disappointedly.

"I've changed my mind. You're not going anywhere with me," He said, and despite the blunt tone he douses his words in, it does little to your dazzling smile as you knew full well his words held little weight to them. You find yourself playing into your own bullshit anyways, though, as you begun to whine out in a high pitch you just knew he couldn't stand.

"Aww, but why? All I did was greet my pookie--" "Finish that sentence and I will actually leave you in Japan for another ten years."

You promptly shut your mouth after that, much to Sae's relief.

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx