#Shidou and Reo should have came out with the first post

[doki-doki-imagines]

Heey I loved the hanahaki disease fic^^

Was wondering if i can request a part 2 with bachira and whoever else you want but only if you want to

Bachira Meguru – sunflower

Meguru has always been a confident guy, rarely events surprised him, that’s why when he coughed a beautiful yellow petal fly out of his mouth Bachira isn’t surprised at all “well, it was just a matter of time” he says to himself.

Meguru doesn’t want to avoid you, he swears, but everybody notices how quick he changes direction when he barely sees a strand of your hair.

It’s Isagi who first bring the topic up after an exhausting training, the only two guy remaining in the changing room.

“So…you have a crush on (y/n) right?”

Isagi you backstabber, how could you say the harsh truth in front of his face all of sudden.

And obviously, a fit of coughing started, and petals come flowing down like a waterfall from his mouth; what a nice way to doll up the fact he was more or less dying.

“Now you are worried Isagi? Maybe next time you should use your over-analysis skill on the field instead of investigating me” Meguru feels a little bad for thinking that, but just a little; maybe next time he won’t snoop around.

But Isagi is a hound and when he sets his eyes on a target he never lets go. That’s why Meguru is standing in front of you, knees already trembling, sunflowers scratching his throat.

“Why are you avoiding me! What have I done?”

Oh, Meguru sees the tears running down your face; it’s a look that doesn’t suit you at all.

But what can he do? Well, he laughs, laughs like a madman, ‘till one of those traitor petals come out from his mouth.

You look surprised, eyes wide open.

“W-what does this mean?”

“Don’t worry dear, it means I love you.” Meguru smiles

Well, it was easy to admit. It’s not like he could hide this anymore either.

And all of sudden the taste of blood on his lips takes a tinge of…strawberry? Oh, your lips are on his ones. Oh, the warmth of his chest is there because his heart is pumping full of love, not of those little thorns.

Oh, if only he knew it was going to be like this earlier.

Shidou Ryusei – pink petunia

Ryusei thinks of you as an NPC, one of those insignificant soulless pawns that in video games he enjoys killing so much.

Ryusei hates you with every cell running in his body, just looking at you makes his stomach writhe, shivers running down his skin making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Then one day his lungs start to burn too, “another symptom of disgust” he thoughts. Then a single petal comes out from his mouth; what a beautiful shade of pink.

So it wasn’t hate, it is love.

Ryusei can’t stand the thought. A useless NPC became an intrusive thought? You aren’t explosive, your beauty don’t stand out, and you don’t have a single thing in common with him, so why you? What the fuck is wrong with his brain chemicals?

And the more he thinks of how much he can’t stand you the more petals come out, mixed with spit and vomit, but what an explosive feeling you are making him feel.

Ryusei can only smile, he adores all of this. Death sound so exciting.

He tries to get more near you, maybe even hold you, every harsh comeback makes his heart beat faster “yes, it’s coming” and as fast as he came he runs away ready for the next exciting fit.

You never understood Ryusei, he always acted annoyed by your mere presence, not helping the crush you were harboring for him, so seeing him so often now was strange, but how could you complain?

After all, when he was next to you it was the only moment where you didn’t vomit petals. So you kept your façade when you only wanted to smother that demon's face with kisses.

This tug-of-war goes on for a month, an entire month, then the illness decides to get the upper hand.

That’s why you find Ryusei on his knees in front of you, shirt and pants stained by blood and pink petunias that just won’t stop coming out from his mouth, but he is smiling. The damn bastard is smiling and pointing at you. Bastard.

Does he hate you so much that he’ll rather die than love you? Bastard.

Tears stream down your face and you can feel your own flowers scratching your throat. Bastard.

You move, throw yourself at him and kiss him, as long as your lungs let you, but what’s worse is that Ryusei tries to push you away.

You let him go, the petunias stopped flowing out, you can hear his breathing returning normal, yours too.

Ryusei looks at you, thick eyelashes soiled with tears, but he is frowning.

“You have rather died than admit your feelings for me? Bastard!”

You run away, Ryusei stays there, still on his knees.

You’ll both have to sort things out

[perrywrites]

Hiii, your absentminded murmuring and handholding writings were so good!!! The handholding scenarios were so sexy and intimate, and the murmuring ones made me laugh but we're also really hot at the same time. Would you consider extending the absentminded murmuring one to other characters? I'd love to see how you would write that scenario with Reo, Chigiri, and Kaiser (if you don't write Kaiser, since I can't see anything for him yet, then I feel like Barou/Shidou would be particularly funny (and hot)).

AAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH, I'm so giddy, I'm glad the intimacy came across well 🤭🤭🤭 and omg... the Shidou one is 100% gonna turn into a public indecency case ngl LMFAO 😭😭😭 like w that man girly u gotta be the rational and restrained one... if you say something like that all. bets. are. OFFFF!

Also all 3 ended up being really long so for the sake of character limit, I'll be posting Kaiser right after, how does tumblr work and how do I post longer writings??? 😭😭😭

Absentmindedly murmuring that you want him inside of you during practice part 2;

NSFW 

Includes; Chigiri, Reo

Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 3 (Kaiser, Barou) and part 4 (Nagi, Shidou, Kunigami) and part 5 (Sae, Rin, Karasu, Otoya, Yukimiya)

Where Chigiri is ‘silently’ possessive (no, because seriously, I can’t be the only one who can just smell the silent cat-like possessiveness and jealousy radiating off of Chigiri, right??), Reo is lovesick as always.

Chigiri: he can feel your eyes burning passionately into his back - he doesn’t even have to look at you to know, he has a feeling you want something… You want him. But still, he glances to catch your dazed stare, finding himself amused by how your fuzzy eyes hazily trail after his form, your pouty lips parted slightly like you’re in a trance. He’s going to have to teach you to be subtler, though, because even as he can feel his heart squeeze in his chest from how cute you are - it’s taking everything in him to be rational and not burn the eyes of every man there - because he doesn’t want anyone else to see you right now. Because that kind of adorably inviting expression on your face should only be seen by him. Not anyone else, just him. The moment it’s his break, he’s sauntering over to you, prideful for anyone else but casual for him, an eyebrow raised. Even as he’s standing infront of you, you continue to stare up at him all dreamily, so he crosses his arms, huffing exasperatedly at your dumb look. He hasn’t even touched you yet, isn’t it too soon to make such a dumbed out expression? “You’ve been staring at me all practice, and now that I’m standing infront of you, you’re just going to be silent, hm?” He tilts his head at you, eyes narrowed playfully. It’s when you say what you say, that his eyes widen instantly. And then his eyes narrow again, except this time it’s no longer playful. Oh, you dared to say that alright. You want him inside, huh? He shifts on his feet, agitated. You couldn’t wait until after practice to tell him that? He can tell you didn’t mean to entice and tempt him as you did, with how out of it you seem, but… Knowing that you’re so out of it in the first place because of how badly you want - no - need him does something to him. And all of a sudden he finds himself fantasizing about having you in a way that makes heat rush through his body, you being all adorably submissive and ready for him, obedient as you always are, all cute whines as you plead at him with your misty eyes to just give it to you already. But of course, he won’t, and this time he won’t be dragging it out for a kind of sadistic affection to see you pout and whine, or to elongate this time of intimacy as long as possible, feel you as closely as possible. Oh no, absolutely not. This time, he’ll punish you. He’ll make you wait, even as his cock is painful and aching, even as you cry out and beg for him, your walls fluttering around nothing, he’ll make you wait for daring to let yourself voice this and be so alluring somewhere another man could see you. And also because now he feels incredibly irritated that he can’t just have you right now, that he has to wait for practice to be over, dammit. For now, he reaches his hand out and roughly ruffles the top of your hair, a successful attempt to get you to snap out of your enamoured trance and get that dumbed out look off your face right now, dammit. And as you look up at him, all wide eyes and confusion, he says, “Go wait for me in the car.” Because no way in hell is he going to let you sit out here or anywhere else and let someone catch you making a face like that again. It doesn’t matter whether it’s him you’re entranced with - of course it’s him - he can’t stand the idea of another man looking at you making that kind of face when he’s the only one allowed to see you like that. Don't forget, after all, he's the one you belong to.

Reo: at first he doesn’t pay much mind to your gaze, after all he’s used to your frequent visits to his practice, and it’s not weird for you to admire your own boyfriend and cheer him on. But he starts paying mind when a teammate elbows him and chuckles discreetly, waggling a teasing eyebrow as he makes some remark about Reo’s ‘busy night’ ahead. He looks at the man for the audacity he just stupidly sprouted to be daring to make a remark about his - Reo’s - sex life; baffled and eyebrow raised, Reo throws a couple of dismissive cold words before turning away - and then he glances towards you and ah. No wonder. Well, that explains the tomfoolery that just transpired. Although Reo responded like that to his teammate’s crass comment (of course he did, who the fuck did he think he was to try and joke around with him of all people about his partner and his’ sex life? Even if they aren’t protective or possessive like him, any other half-decent of a boyfriend should be responding like him, he thinks), now he just feels excited to be the target of your lovelorn gaze. Oh, you love him that much, do you? Want him that much? A part of his brain goes mushy and fuzzy from affection, you’re just too cute, and all his. The moment it’s time for his break, he rushes over to you, impatiently, longingly, desperately - though he tries to seem like he’s normal as he smiles at you and accepts the water bottle from your loose, dangling grasp. Thanking you sweetly and in what he hopes is a casual manner, he downs his water quickly to speak to you about your persistent stare. He cups your cheek, leaning down towards you, eyes creased and pupils saturated with love. “You’ve been looking at me the whole time like that, something wrong sweetheart?” Voice an affectionate coo, he asks you, half-teasingly, expecting you to turn bashful and avert your eyes, to allow him to chase you around with teasing like always. Except you say something that makes something lodge inside of his throat instantly, smile frozen on his face from pure shock. Did you - did you just? Quietly, he asks you to repeat your words, and when you do, in a sugary melted voice, Reo is at a loss of words. You’re still looking at him all yearningly, dazed eyes thick with desire; he can tell how out of it you are. Oh, you really do want him that much right now… And wouldn’t he be a bad boyfriend if he didn’t give it to you right now when you’re all cute and desperate like this? Wouldn’t he be just the worst if he didn’t bend you over somewhere, anywhere, sometime soon, and stuffed you full of his cock? Oh, wouldn’t he be just a sick bastard undeserving of you if he didn’t trap you into a mating press and just kept jackhammering into that wet pussy just meant for him? Breed you full of his cum and love? Just keep on loving you until you cried big fat tears and begged him ‘no more Reo, ah I can’t, p-please, I’m too sensitive!’ like you always do? ‘What’s wrong sweetheart, weren’t you the one asking for it?’ He snaps out of his little daydream when his coach calls him back to practice, saying the break is over. Reo nods, but he doesn’t move, his feet stuck as he looks down at your delirious eyes. Practice be screwed, he needs to get you home now and get inside you goddammit. 

Also this was the exact expression I imagined Reo making at the nameless teammate LMFAO

[maochira]

Lolita tea party and matching outfits with Barou!

Inspired by this lolita tea party and matching outfits with Nagi drabble I posted earlier!

Tags: gn!lolita!reader, reader wears a dress, reader is shameless self-insert (platonically) because I'm a lolita irl but you can see this as romantic for you!!

Blue Lock boys with a lolita best friend/ s/o: Part 1 (Barou, Rin, Bachira, Aryu, Tokimitsu), Part 2 (Shidou, Hiori, Reo, Yukimiya, Nagi)

Barou immediately declined your invitation to take him along to one of your friend's tea parties. As much as he adored you in your pretty dresses and everything, he would feel way too out of place in a setting like that.

And even though you didn't ask him any further, he kept thinking about it over and over. And while he still thought he'd be completely unfitting at a lolita tea party, he kept thinking about how happy it would make you if he came along. That's why he ended up agreeing to it anyways.

And it made you so excited! When Barou saw your happy face, he knew he made the right decision. Of course, he also agreed when you asked him if he'd like to get matching outfits because he had no clothes in that style.

Barou was actually a bit hesitant at first, but he knew he couldn't come to that tea party in his regular clothes, so he had no other choice than to agree to it. Although, he insisted the clothes should be red, which wasn't a problem for you.

Finding something that actually fit him was harder than expected, mostly because Barou is so tall. But you ended up finding something that fit him perfectly.

Getting dressed was a bit complicated for him. He didn't understand why you layer clothes and why this and why that and- He definitely needed your help to get dressed. After you got that done, you got dressed as well. When Barou saw how well your pretty dress matched the suit he was wearing, his heart felt so warm.

But once you were at the tea party, Barou felt out of place again. He's just too tall and not soft enough for a setting like this. While he didn't talk much during the entire thing, he often looked over at you. Seeing your happy smile and you being completely in your comfort zone made him happy as well.

Also, your friends were surprised he genuinely agreed to this and that he even got dressed in fitting clothes. It was a bit weird to have someone like him sitting at the table, but no one complained about it. Actually, they told you to take him along more often.

Barou still was relieved when you told him it was time to leave. But even when you left and went to your place, he didn't want to change back into his regular clothes. Sure, the outfit he was currently wearing was completely out of character for him, but the fact that it matched so well with yours made him want to keep it on for a bit longer.