#bachira imagines

[saekkas]

𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

summary: in which someone flirts with them, but they're only looking at you.

includes: isagi, nagi, reo, yukimiya, rin, sae, kunigami, kaiser, karasu, bachira, aiku.

notes: this one's shorter than the one before but still, go wild my loves <3

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐘 who values you very much. is the type to be very secure in the relationship; doesn't like any unnecessary drama and is definitely ready to move onto the next stage. wouldn't really care about the other person but will not tolerate having his boundaries crossed. especially when it's clear that he's yours and yours only.

isagi, yukimiya, bachira, nagi.

his eyes are on his phone, feet tapping against the tiles of the cafe. it's a hole in the wall that he's used to frequenting with you, so much that the staff know your orders by heart. the line is short, seats mostly empty, as the rush hour has passed. the rain is pouring against the window beside him, and he taps his finger on the table to their rhythm.

tilting his head, his eyes find you in the middle of the line. you're focused on the menu, your bottom lip between your teeth as you scan the list of food and beverages. it makes him smile, chuckling under his breath because he knows you'll end up getting what you usually do. he gets onto his feet, wallet in hand, when you're finally set to order.

"hi. good morning, how are you?" your sweet voice tickles his ear as he approaches, his heart warm and sated as you go through your usual routine.

"hey." he presses a kiss to your head, wrapping a hand around your waist. his lips trail down, stopping at your cheek, a smile pressed against the skin as he hears you giggle. "what's taking so long?"

the cashier smiles, amused at the sight. "mornin' i'm great. how about you two lovebirds?"

"we're good," he answers for you both, an easy-going expression on his face. he looks down, scrunching his nose at you while you giggle at his answer. "just waiting for this angel to finish ordering."

"we'll have matcha latte, caramel macchiato, and a blueberry cheesecake please. the usual." he tilts his head, looking for your confirmation. he smiles proudly, chest puffing when you nod your head.

"i'll pay," you say as you show your card to the cashier, smiling at her. he chuckles, letting you take the bill this time. "how much will it be?"

the drinks are out in a second, the green and brown a contrast against each other. there are two pairs of utensils on the plate, and he thanks the staff for their work, taking the tray into his hand. "i'll take these to our table first, okay?" he looks over his shoulder, a gentle look in his eye as he processes just how... domestic this all feels.

"yeah, i'll be there in a minute. i need to go to the bathroom." you smile at the cashier one last time, tucking your purse into your bag. you glare playfully, poking your tongue at him. "don't you dare finish the cheesecake before i'm back."

he pokes his tongue back, a laugh breaking loose from his chest. "no promises."

he sits back down, placing the food on the table as he goes back to drumming his fingers. the rain doesn't look as if it'll be stopping any time soon, wind combining with water to shower the earth clean. he looks at his watch, mentally thinking about making dinner later with you. a smile grows at the thought.

there's a shadow in the corner of his eye that he assumes is you. he smiles, ready to lean over and press a kiss, only to stop when his eyes meet a stranger instead. "sorry." he backs away, a furrow in his eyebrow as he looks around, searching for you. "you've got the wrong table."

"no. it's okay. i've definitely got the right table." the stranger lays it thick with a high-pitched tone, and fluttering eyelashes. "hi, handsome. here's my number."

he watches as she slips a piece of paper onto the table, confusion blending into annoyance when she leans over to take his hand. "look," he says with a frown, pushing his hands into his pockets. he's very obviously looking in the direction you went off in. "you've got the wrong table and i'm already with someone."

"ah but i don't see this someone?" the smile on her face is pushing at his limits. his jaw ticks when she moves to sit beside him. "c'mon, handsome. give me a chance."

the bathroom door by the end opens with a creak, and his head snaps at the sound. before she has time to reach over once again, he's quick to swerve away to your side. you're already eyeing the girl at your table with curiosity, your head tilted in question. "hey, who's that? one of your frien-"

he doesn't let you finish. he's quick to reach for your waist, tugging you into a kiss with a hand cupping your cheek. all negative feelings drain from his limbs, turning him into a puddle of love as you thread your fingers into his hair.

"as much as i love your kisses," you say with a gasp of breath as you look up into his eyes, finding love looking back at you through the orbs. "that was a bit sudden. did something happen?"

"not at all." he shakes his head, nuzzling into your nose. his hands are on the side of your neck, lovingly stroking the skin. "not now that you're here."

you look back at your table, seeing it empty, and the girl from before nowhere in sight.

"shall we enjoy our drinks?" he pushes you with the hand he has on your waist. he sits down first before pulling you to sit right beside him, your hands intertwined under the table. "can't wait to eat dinner with you later."

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. he won't say no to playful flirting since it feeds his ego but will only respond if you're somewhere near or in his field of vision. he won't give the other person any of his attention if you aren't. will think it's funny that they're trying their best but will either shoot them down in a way that crushes their pride or brush them off as if they don't exist.

reo, aiku, karasu, kaiser.

the bass is thrumming against his skull, a tune that doesn't fit the mall's calm and serene energy. he's sitting on one of those plush sofas in a clothing store outlet, tapping his fingers against his thigh as he waits for you to finish changing. he feels the warning glare the manager's sending, and he snorts as if trying to go into the dressing room with you is a crime. he would be so much more satisfied with you between four cramped walls than in the wide space where people are obviously gawking at him.

"excuse me." someone calls his name timidly, and he cocks his head towards them, wanting to see where this goes. they send him a smile, one that's too teethy and falsely sweet but hey he can't fault them for not flashing his favorite smile; they aren't you after all.

"yes?" his reply is short and blunt, but he sighs when the girl flinches away. you've always said that his resting face looked too mean. he chuckles at the thought.

shaking himself out of his daydream, he shows his best smile. he leans back, arm stretched out against the back of the couch as he adjusts his pose, manspreading. a peacock, you'd once muse when he first did it in front of you. he watches with thinly veiled boredom in his eyes, a juxtaposition to the sickeningly sweet smile on his lips. "can i help you with something?"

the girl flushes, biting her lip and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. being coy, he realizes with an amused scoff.

"sorry to bother you. it's just- you looked so bored. i thought i could entertain you."

his eyebrow quirks at the word entertain, tilting his head in mock curiosity. "and how would you do that, hm?" he takes her in, taking in her choice of clothing and hairstyle. cute he'd give that much to her. nothing like you, though. she couldn't compare.

he realizes belatedly that the once over was seen differently than what he meant for it to come across. amusement flickers in his eyes when she flushes a bright red, fidgeting on her spot. "you do this often?" he tilts his head, eyes half-lidded, trying to gauge her reaction. "flirting with random strangers in the mall of a hobby, eh?"

"just the handsome ones," she says with a giggle. he watches as she points a finger to the row of clothes, her interest clear as day. "how about we look around? buy some clothes or jewelry so we match."

he chuckles, shaking his head at the thought. he can't wait to tell you about this. right on cue, the door to your dressing room opens, and you step out. his breath gets stuck in his throat, his eyes widening, and a grin making its way to his lips.

the black dress you have on is nothing short of stunning. it tapers off to your knees, the material hugging your curves. he sends you an eager look, one which you giggle at. you turn, showing him the back of the dress, keeping eye contact as you do. his mouth falls and thoughts short circuit as his eyes rake down your bare back, stopping just before your bum.

oh the things he'll do to you in that dress. no wonder the manager was so adamant on not letting him join in on the fun.

"nah," he says distractedly at the girl still waiting for his response. he sends you a wink and a flirty smile, mouthing one moment, before turning back to her. "see that gorgeous specimen right there? yeah i'm hers."

"she and i, we match." his eyes are filled with mischief as he tugs his shirt down, showing off the collection of marks you left on him last night. the skin around his collarbone is red, purple, and bruised. littered with love bites. a symbol of your love he thinks smugly. "see?"

there's pride blooming in his chest, a smug smile forming on his face the moment her eyes widen and the color drains from her face. "i'm not interested in anyone who's not her. so scram." he's quick to wave her away, skipping over to tug you back into the fitting room, this time with him in it.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐂𝐄, the type to literally not care at all. will not give them time of day and will appear hostile if necessary. but he'll mostly just look at them, expressionless with dead eyes.

sae, rin, kunigami

there are so many options to choose from, he frowns, glaring at the row of refrigerators stacked next to each other as if they've done something wrong. the supermarket is relatively busy, customers ranging from middle schoolers to elderly. he's in the drink section, passing one fridge to another, looking for your favorite drink from outside the glass, his frowning reflection looking back at him.

you're somewhere in the dairy section, picking out pints of ice cream, and who knows what else. he checks his phone, checking for any new messages from you. i'll head over soon, after i find the popcorn, it reads along with multiple hearts and photos of you smiling beside the ice cream. he shakes his head, tapping a finger against the screen to save the photos.

he pockets his phone, ready to move on to the next isle when he bumps into someone. he huffs, his eyes looking at the girl that's staring right back at him.

"really?" she says with a flirty giggle after she gets a clear look at his face. he remains stoic, hands in his pocket, even as she nudges him on the shoulder as if a longtime friend. "you're handsome but if you don't say sorry when you bump into someone, they'll lose interest. but maybe that's your charm."

he moves to slight past her, not at all caring about her presence, but before he knows it, she's stuck a hand into his back pocket, sending a kiss playfully before bounding over somewhere he doesn't give a damn about. the frown on his lips deepens, but before he has the chance to look into his pocket, you pop up right beside him.

"hey, i can't find the drinks but i've got everything else." he hears you say as you show him your basket full of things, smiling up at him. there are all kinds of things in the basket, ranging from chocolate, popcorn, ice cream, sausages, and many more. tonight is monthly movie night and he tries to shake off the weird encounter from his mind, not wanting to dampen the mood.

he smiles back, leaning down to take the basket from you. the hoodie you have on is his, and it dwarves you. the hem reaches your knees, and he can't see your hands which makes him chuckle all the while more. you told him that you were cold, he knows it's just another excuse to wear his hoodie.

"let's go home." he ruffles a hand through your hair, affection getting the best of him, before taking your hand with his other.

he drops the basket on the self-checkout counter, and helps you scan all the necessary items. he eyes the chupa-chups by the counter and grabs two, strawberry and cola, scanning both and handing them for you to choose. he chuckles when you brighten, choosing the strawberry for yourself.

"i'll take the bags." he takes both bags into his left hand, the other placing itself on your back. he leads you out, shaking his head in amusement when he feels you slip your hand into his back pocket.

"hey what's this?" the tone of your voice has him frowning. "i didn't know you smoke. it's bad for you, ya know?"

looking down at the cigarette in your hand, he eyes the scribble of numbers surrounding the stick. ah that's what she slipped in, he sighs. taking the cigarette from you, he's quick to throw it to the ground, crushing it with his foot.

"i don't," he chuckles at the look of disbelief on your face. leaning in, he plucks the candy from your mouth, pressing a kiss and pushing his tongue in. you taste sweet from the candy he notes, you smell like ice cream too. he's quick to pull back, chuckling when he realizes just how flustered you've become.

"i prefer sweets," he says with a smug smile before popping the candy into his own mouth.

[tim-shii]

📱 break the internet !

sypnosis: you, blue lock boys and tiktok trends. what could possibly go wrong?

features: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin

a/n: not proofread i apologize also let me know if you want a part 2 !

okokokok / lalalala — isagi yoichi

isagi is the lalalala and the okokokok. he is both. he rambles to you a lot. talking about the things he passed by while on the way to you or maybe he'll talk to you about his most recent game where he scored the last goal. you don't know a lot about soccer? that's okay! isagi is more than happy to discuss to you how the game works and the terms commonly used on the field. 

however, isagi is also a great listener. he looks at you and focuses only at you as you talk. maybe you're complaining about your professor who loves torturing his students by assigning a new homework every hour. or perhaps you were telling him the latest gossip in the hollywood scene, god knows a new one pops up every two days, or maybe minutes. 

he's attentive to every word you say. and when you bring up the topic again another day, he butts in and smiles widely when you applaud him for remembering. it's like he has the key words and important notes listed in his head. of course, this also applies to everything you say in passing, whether you said it intentionally or not. 

on a monday morning, isagi will randomly knock at your door. a necklace in hand, one you mentioned during your date night five weeks ago.

heart photobooth — bachira meguru

bachira was the one who showed you the trend. braging in your shared room with a wide grin on his face before belly flopping beside you on the bed. he pushes the phone in your face, excitedly chanting let's do it! let's do it! so you say yes, of course. who can ever say no to him anyways.

he proposes to do three videos of the same trend. one with him doing the frames, another with you and one with both of you alternating to do the frames of four sides. you start off with being the frame. as you follow your arm along the line shown on screen, bachira runs around behind you trying to pose quickly as the timer before each snap is no longer than five seconds.

you laugh under your breath as bachira runs around, almost toppling over several times until he finally does. he slips on a lone sock laying on the ground and fell on his back. gasping, you run to his side and grab his face, silently muttering if he has a concussion or not. bachira only laughs at you then pulls you down with him, you head resting on his chest.

at the end you guys only got to film one video. but on the good side, said video went viral and many comments talk about how you two are such a cute couple and bullying the hell out of the sock bachira slipped on.

half and half heart on each other's cheeks — itoshi rin

convincing rin to do this was easy. just say you want a wallpaper and he's agreeing almost too immediately. he has thoughts of backing out when he sees you pull out a tube of lipstick though. he scoots closer when you usher him to. phone stood on a water tumbler, recording each passing second. 

you grab his face with one hand, turning so his left cheek is facing you. you drag the pigment in an almost c shape pattern along his chiseled features. smooshing your cheek with his as soon as the lipstick leaves his face. he grunts as he was taken aback, grabbing on your waist for support. he looks at you with a love in his eyes when you pull away and saw a matching c shape mark on your cheek. 

reaching out to stop the video, you pull rin closer to you again. this time, angling his face so a heart forms in between you two. seeing you struggle to take the photo, rin takes the phone into his arms and stretched out his arm, clicking it after. he pulls away from you to admire the picture. exiting the camera app and opening his contact to send the picture to himself at that very moment. he kisses your cheek while you're editing the video, chin propped up on your shoulder, warm breaths hitting your neck.

unfortunately, his teammates saw the video going around tiktok and constantly spams his phone. best believe, the only thing they're receiving from him is his cold shoulder and death glares. he's happy he has a new lockscreen though. and a cute one at that.

likes & reblogs are appreciated !

[etoiile]

1,2,3, EYES ON ME

starring bachira meguru!

synopsis: your boyfriend has noticed that you have some problems with eye contact

notes: RAHHH IN MY DOWNFALL ERA 😭 i cannot write at all rn and i actually forced this piece out of me and its so bad i cannot but i have to post SMTH bc nothing has been posted on this blog for WEEKS ITS A GHOST TOWN HERE

"hey, why do you always do that?"

"huh?"

"that." bachira replied. "you always look away whenever i compliment you."

"oh," you grinned sheepishly, rubbing your hand against the nape of your neck. "i dont know, it's just kind of embarrassing sometimes, y'know?"

"embarrassing?" he looked at you, puzzled. "how is that embarrassing?"

you sighed lovingly as you played with his pretty hair absentmindedly. "you don't know because you have no sense of shame, love."

he grinned stupidly. "yep! but the thing is, baby, i want to be able to reallyyyy see you when i give you a compliment. so, we're gonna practice!"

you stared at him. "what do you mean, practice?"

he sat up and turned to face you. "'m gonna shower you with love, and you're gonna look me in the eye the whoooole time!" he grinned.

you groaned. "meguru, this is so cheesy. and stupid. 't's no big deal, it's just a little embarrassing."

bachira wouldn't hear it, though. "hey, baby? you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen, you know that?"

your cheeks erupted and by instinct, you averted your gaze elsewhere, flustered.

"a-ha! see, you DO need practice!" he teased gleefully. "my baby's so flustered, awww!"

you groaned as you buried your face in your hands. he was so stupid. like, so, so stupid. why were you doing this?

suddenly, he grabbed your wrists and pulled them away, revealing your red cheeks. he gently guided your chin to look at him, and said, "seriously, i think you're the love of my life. i love you. like crazy."

your face, if not already, was heating up like crazy as he stared into your eyes lovingly. "...i love you too?" you mustered out, not really knowing what else to say.

he just grinned and pulled you into his chest, letting you feel his annoyingly steady heartbeat.

"i love you, y/n."

"i love you too."

© 𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 please do not copy or repost my work on any other site. interactions appreciated! 🤍

[ekkurea]

Commission with Bachira for wonderful @princessatoru

I don't want to say anything unnecessary😌 I'm just going to seize the moment and enjoy the art🍃🌠🍃

Do you sometimes feel the same way?

P.S. Thank you all for being so soulfully beautiful✨🤍✨

- EKUREA -

[nkogneatho]

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 mocking you as you desperately try to rub your pretty pussy on his thighs because he wouldn't give you his dick. He is so insufferable. Ugh. Why does he always have you right where he wants you? Moreover, why do you always fall right into the palm of his hand?

"Aww look at you acting like a dumb whore," he chuckled while you had a frustrated look on your face. "C'mon, babe. You know I am not giving you my cock until you make your pretty pussy cum."

You were getting exhausted quite fast. It's so much easier and better with his fingers but he just won't touch you. He wanted to see how fucking pathetic you get. It's all fun game for him but torture for you.

"Please. W-wanna come so bad, meguru," you pleaded. No response from him.

You braced yourself and tried to grind faster. Your wet, swollen clit warming his left thigh. Your fingers locked on his blonde highlights, you finally hit climax, wetting his skin. Your head fell on his shoulder from exhaustion.

"Tired already? I thought you wanted my dick." Bachira picked you up, throwing you on the bed. "Spread your legs," he ordered taking out his dick and pumping it. "Time for your reward, sweetheart."

(I am writing this at breakfast table with a straight face lmao)

[kokon0is]

SNEAKY FREAK !!

bachira x reader wherein you came over bachi’s place but his mom happens to be there.

cw: SMUT. handjobs (discreetly) while his mom is in the living room, characters are 18+, slight choking, mentions of doing the nasty in public places.

Bachira called you this morning saying that his mom is going out to work and you can come over and do some nasty things.

You and Bachira for awhile now have been trying to have a proper time for nasty time since both of your homes are pretty much occupied. You guys had plenty of make out sesh on mall’s fitting rooms, fingering inside the cinema, giving him head at the back of the library, him eating you out on public restrooms, and never a proper place to go do it.

You and Bachira decided to level up things and try to get the timing to have sex whenever no one is around in their house. Today was supposed to be the day but when you arrived at his place you’re welcomed by his mother.

“Oh [name] i didn’t know you’re coming over~ come inside” she greeted, by now you’re very confused as Bachira said she already left for work, its not that you don’t want her inside her own home but your mind is just full of questions right now. “Meguru!! [name] is here come down here!!” she smiled at you and went towards the kitchen “It’s perfect i made alot of food just for Meguru since i’m supposed to be away for today but meeh…. it was moved to another day” Bachira’s mom got instantly talkative about her work and about his son.

Bachira went out of his room, no shirt, hair messy and just sweat pants hanging dangerous low makes your panties damp already. “Hi Megu” you smiled sweetly to him he smiled back at you and hugged you but he seems like not in the mood today. “Meguru show some proper manners, put on a shirt honey” His mom sigh

“You need to get our AC fixed mom, the air that it’s producing is not cold anymore, ‘ts hot today” he protested “Let’s go to my room [name]” he tug on your shirt pulling you towards his room as you followed him at his room. “Keep the door open Meguru” his moma said

He kept the door half open and look at you and gave a silent laugh “Fuck sorry love her work was cancelled today” he said as his hands creases the back of your head and leaned for a quick peck on your lips “‘ts alright Meg, we can just play the game you found last week, you keep on talking about them" at this point you really lost hope of getting down Bachira’s pants or ride him til’ you both can’t anymore.

You and Bachira are having a quiet time playing a a game, with the slight noise from the tv in the living room as Mama Yu is watching kdramas. Bachira’s hands snake under your pants, you gave him a side eye and a smirk telling him to keep going, he gave your clothed clit slight rubs as you fix your sitting position, spreading your legs more so he can have better access. “This is kinda fun don’t you think” he said aloud with his usual tone of voice sounding normal “Yeah i keep on winning its fun” you went along his little play pretend like nothing is going on, because if it gets quiet, it’s gonna be suspicious. One thing that you guys don’t wanna happen right now it to Mama Yu to check up on you guys.

You quickly put your hands under his pants and inside his boxers, you can feel his slightly hardened dick and still growing on your hands as you stroke it, Bachira let out a sigh, probably keeping his moans back as much as you do. He put your panties aside and feels your wet slit, sliding up and down and back on rubbing circles on your clit, you could let out a whiny moan right now because of how good he’s making you feel. Your hands went faster on his cock while the other hand keeps on pressing random buttons on the controller.

“aahh~ [name] stop chasing mee!!” Bachira sneak out a moan from just that still trying to give a good impression to his mom that you guys are doing normal and just playing a game, while your lower lips almost bleed out because of how hard you’re biting on it just to keep your noises.

But by the time the games is about to end, you are very close to your orgasm already. “Close, close to you Meg!” its like both of you are speaking on codes “Okay, got it” his fingers went faster on your clit as he drop the controller and put two digits inside you, he attacked your lips to keep your noise from coming out.

“Mmhhm!” just when you guys are trying your best to keep it quiet you whimpered as you reach your climax. Bachira wrapped his hands around your neck to keep the noise coming “Try to keep it quiet love… mom heard it, grab ur controller and act like you lost, got it?” he whispered.

You did like what he said, you fixed your pants and grab the controller as you heard mama yu’s footstep getting closer to his room.

“HAHA YOU DIED” “i can’t believe i lost to you” you continue your acting “maybe if yer not stupid of using the gun blehh” Bachira went along. “Everything alright here?” Mama yu came inside the room while you guys are playing out your fake argument on the game you guys barely even played since both of your hands got distracted.

“Yeah mom she lost at me, you should be proud of your son mom hehe” said Bachira. Mama yu rolled her eyes “I thought you guys are doing something….” she said as he takes her leave

You and Bachira shared THAT look and laughed.

“I swear next time we’ll be fucking like an animal, and you gotta return me the favor hihi” he whispered to you.

thanks for readingg

[mitsuyeaah]

UNDER THE COVERS

syn: sleeping next to them!

BLLK ft. BACHIRA, NAGI

cw: just fluff with my sleepy pookies <3

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ MEGURU BACHIRA

— LOVES being the small spoon despite being possibly taller than you, and moves around a lot during his sleep. a light snorer but he talks in his sleep. he’s the type who needs constant reassurance of your touch while he’s sleeping—whether it be your arm around his waist or your head on his chest, bachira wants it all. he wants to be as close as possible to you; it baffles you because sometimes when you know he’s in a deep slumber, you’d change your sleeping position—like rolling over to the side with your back facing him—and he’d let out a small whine at the loss of warmth, and blindly seek for you.

you rubbed your eyes, letting out a small grumble as your body was met with the cool winter air—the blanket you and bachira shared having been ripped away from your body, the cold immediately engulfing you. bachira had tossed and turned in his sleep, causing him to unknowingly snatch the blanket away from you as he slept on his side. you were used to this but it always managed to wake you up, nonetheless. before you could fully register the whole situation, he let out a whine of discontent and reached an arm behind him to feel for you—his hand blindly patting the small space between the two of you.

sighing, you grabbed your end of the blanket and placed it over your body before wrapping an arm around bachira’s waist. he let out a sigh of content, scooting his body closer to yours—seeking the inviting warmth that your body radiated. finally closing your heavy lids, you try to drift off to sleep but it was soon interrupted by bachira once again changing his sleeping position. brows furrowed, you opened your eyes to see his face right in front of yours—his eyes were closed, and he looked peaceful despite tossing and turning a couple of times.

bachira let out another sigh of content before leaning into your touch as your fingers ghosted over his face, clearing loose strands of hair that made it way to his pretty face. you meekly smiled to yourself, cupping his cheek and placing a chaste kiss on his forehead. “mhm.. love you..” he let out a soft groan. you knew he was sleep talking but your heart couldn’t help flutter at it, he was absolutely even more adorable when he slept. “i love you too, meguru.” you whispered to yourself before finally falling into a deep slumber.

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ SEISHIRO NAGI

— a deep sleeper. nagi has the pleasure of falling asleep easily once his head hits the pillow, and also undoubtedly doesn’t wake up—both a curse and a blessing. he doesn’t move much when sleeping and can often stay in a position for hours because of how deep he’s fallen asleep. nagi isn’t a snorer, instead he has a habit of breathing through his slightly parted lips which makes a sound but not enough to bother your sleep. he’s definitely the big spoon, and likes having his arm slung around your waist to the extent of you having to remove it off you because of how heavy his limbs are.

it’s only been ten minutes since you and nagi decided to head for bed; as usual, he was already in a deep slumber while you lie awake. he had an arm slung over your waist with his chest near your back—you were used to this every single night, nagi being blessed with the ability of falling asleep fast. you honestly envied him and how he was able to reach dreamland in a matter of minutes. but you didn’t mind, nagi never failed to give you the sense of comfort that radiated from his sleeping figure—he was so still when he slept that it somewhat helped you drift off to sleep.

you stared at the wall ahead of you, and amidst the darkness of the room, you could make out a black silhouette on the wall. blinking a few times and squinting your eyes, you came to a conclusion that—to your dismay—it was a bug. “nagi..” you grabbed his arm that was around your waist and gently shook it. no response. turning around to face him, you shook his shoulder and called out his name once more but you were only met with further silence. nagi’s lips were slightly parted, his breathing steady as he took deep breaths—as beautiful as he looked sleeping, you needed him awake to take the bug outside.

after what felt like an eternity, he slowly opened his eyes, a question rolling of his tongue, “hm? what is it…?” “there’s a bug on the wall and—” “i don’t see any..” you turned your torso toward the wall you were previously facing, shit, he was right. there was no sign of the silhouette you saw earlier but that didn’t reassure you at all. as if sensing your panic, nagi tightened his hold around you, pulling you closer to his chest, “‘s okay.. it’s probably gone out..” he slipped his hand under your shirt and drew circles on your back, taking your mind off the bug. you inhaled his scent and closed your eyes, praying that somehow the bug wouldn’t find it’s way to the bed.

© mitsuyeaah

[auratux]

Opinions on how the Bll characters would react when you tell them that you’re afraid that you’re holding them back? And you know the ‘you deserve better’ insecurities.

omgomg I love this 🥹🫶

includes: Bachira, Isagi, Kunigami, Rin, Chigiri and Nagi

warnings: angst, hurt comfort (if I labeled that right..)

Bachira Meguru

He’d be real sad that you even thought about that in the first place

It makes him think to himself if he never gave you enough reassurance or showed his appreciation to you

He’d want you to tell him why you felt that way in the first place and hopefully, you two could come to an understanding. He was big on communicating.

“I can’t keep holding you back, Meguru,” you whisper pitifully, staring down at your hands that were enveloped in his. “You have to focus on your future.”

“What makes you think that, honey?” He asks gently. His heart aches to see you in this state and wishes he could take all your pain and put it on his shoulders. “Please tell me.”

“You’re so close to reaching your dream and becoming pro and it feels that I’m the one who is stopping you from pursuing and taking the spot on the national team. If it were my fault that you didn’t go, I’d hate myself.”

“Do I make you feel that way..?”

“No!” You shake your head. “It’s me thinking that. I just don’t want to be that person who stops you from doing what you want most.”

“Darling..” his finger curls under your chin, tilting your head up. His yellow orbs staring into your own— your irises gleaming from the tears that fall. “If anything, you’re the reason why I’m pushing to go pro. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be where I’m at. I can’t do it without you. I need you with me.”

“R-Really..? You mean that?”

“Every word. You’re my rock and I can’t do this without you. Please don’t think you’re holding me back. You’re motivating me to be the best version of myself.”

Isagi Yoichi

At first, he doesn’t believe you and thinks you’re joking but once he notices your tear-stained face he snaps out of it.

Isagi knows what it’s like to feel like you’re holding people back — he felt that way years ago when he played with his school team.

He feels that he’s not the best comforter with words but he knows that him being there for you and listening is more than enough — and you feel that way too

"I just can't stand the fact that I feel as if I'm holding you back from what you really want, Yoi. I feel like a burden"

And an arrow pierces right through his heart. His mouth is agape as he listens to you pour your heart out on the couch in the middle of the night. Prior, you were both enjoying a movie while cuddling when suddenly you said that you couldn't do it.

"You aren't a burden.."

"Then why do I feel like one?" you whimper, your sad eyes glaring into his own. "I feel like a failure of a girlfriend who can't even let her boyfriend do what he wants!"

Just like that, you break down in front of him for the second time that night. He hates the position he put you in. He never realized or never intentionally wanted you to feel this way. For all he knew, he felt that you guys were on the same page.

His ray of sunshine that could brighten up any dull room was now surrounded by dark grey clouds of doubt and insecurity.

"come here," he mutters, placing a hand on your shoulder and running it down your back, bringing you close to him. His other hand strokes the back of your head. His lips press against the top of your head, listening to your muffled cries.

"Listen, I know we both know I'm not the best comforter, but I'll always try my best to put a smile on your face. I don't want you to have these thoughts and I'm glad you could tell me. But know, I wouldn't be here without you, and damn won't continue without you."

Kunigami Rensuke

when you approached him with a teary expression he immediately goes into protective mode. who did it? Where were they? does he know them? doesn't matter, he's gonna get to the bottom of it

but when you tell him what's upsetting you, he goes straight to comforting you and relieving you from the doubts surrounding your mind

"I know how much you worked and how far you pushed for this and I feel that you could reach your full potential without me here. I mean, maybe you have to go on without me and start a new chapter..."

"Is that how you truly feel?"

"yes," you whisper pitifully, refusing to meet his eyes. you aren't sure what he's thinking and honestly, you want to keep it that way. it would hurt too much to find out if he's looking down at you with disgust or thinking you're insane.

"look at me."

A small noise in refusal and a shake of your head is your response. He lets out a small sign and scoots closer to you, squeezing your bare thigh. "Come on, don't be that way."

"Why aren't you mad?"

"Mad?" he asks in confusion. "Why would I be mad?" His question now caught you off guard as you snap up to look at him. His eyes soften once he notices a tear trailing down the swell of your cheek and down your chin.

"Because I just implied I'm holding you back."

"So why would I-" he starts then silences. "Do you think this is the most important thing to me?"

"Kinda yeah.."

"No," he lets out a small chuckle, a smile breaking out onto his lips. "you got it all wrong."

"How?" you whisper. "It's basically your dream."

"My dream? Football is dandy and all but it's not going to be here forever. My real dream is to be able to spend every moment with you. You're the most important thing to me. Don't think otherwise."

Chigiri Hyoma

when you tell him how you feel, he feels guilty and gets to the point where he almost starts crying with you.

he wants nothing more than to whisk you into his arms and calm you down and remove those awful thoughts away.

eventually, he's gonna need reassurance in the end since he feels he failed you as a boyfriend

"Are you holding back because you're worried about your leg? Or you don't want to go far because of me?"

That question caught him off guard when you guys were getting ready for bed. Never in his life had Chigiri thought that you would think something as silly as that. At least he never had a reason to think that, unless he gave you that impression.

Once that question was released into the air, it led to a discussion that ended with both of you crying. You were crying because you were apologizing for asking such and felt guilty for even thinking it. He was crying due to your crying.

He hated to see it. He wasn't an emotional guy, he was quite reserved for the most part. It was always guaranteed for him to cry when you did. It was like a trigger for him.

"I'm so sorry, my love. I never wanted to make you feel insecure. In fact, I'm supposed to do the opposite and make everything feel better."

“No, Hyoma, I’m sorry for asking that question. I don’t know what came over me to ask it but I’m sorry.”

His pink locks sway with the shake of his head. His hand brings the back of your head closer to his chest and suddenly you guys are starting to rock back and forth slowly.

“You have every right to be asking questions like that. Please don't apologize for asking. I'm not upset you asked it."

"Are you sure...?"

"yes darling," he whispers, his cheek pressing up against the crown of your head. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me?"

"Because I wish I never gave you that impression and wish you can see how much I can accomplish with you by my side. You're not going anywhere. I need you."

Nagi Seshiro

hearing the words come out of your mouth distracts him from his game which results in him turning it off and looking at you in disbelief

he wasn't sure if you meant it actually considering you knew how lazy he was to do anything but regardless, he gave you his full undivided attention

"you deserve better than me."

"There's no one I want. I want you."

you sign, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. "you're only saying that to make me feel better."

"Yeah that's kind of what I was going for, but I truly mean it. Believe me. I only want you." Nagi reaches for your hand, tugging you closer to his body. His hand trails down to your waist, giving a gentle squeeze.

"I don't want anyone else wearing my jersey and being my personal cheerleader. It makes me feel like I'm the best player in the world."

"You mean that...?"

"Mhm," he nods. "Without you, I don't know what I would be doing if I'm being honest. I'd probably be cooped up in my room and play games."

"You do that already..."

"Yeah, but this is different, honey. I'd be doing that alone and playing football. Doesn't that sound boring?"

"Well, I guess it does," you mumble, playing with the end of his shirt.

"What I'm trying to say is that there is no one else I want. There's no one who could replace you. You're my everything. I want to do all of those things, with you. Only you."

Itoshi Rin

at first, he doesn't know what to do.

what you're telling him reminds him of how he felt all those years ago with his brother. Unlike you, Rin's support system was no longer present and he wouldn't put you in that same position.

"I'm just confused where you got this feeling from. Am I neglecting you?"

"No, Rin. It's just when I met you, football was all you ever spoke about. Hell, it was practically your life and even after we got together you talked about it when we were alone. I just feel that you can't achieve what you want with me here..."

And there it was.

After his brother had left him behind all those years ago, it still affects him today. He never knew he dragged those feelings with him into your relationship.

No doubt Rin felt anger when his older brother left. He had some regrets and the majority of those regrets were not telling his brother how it made him feel.

Did Rin have to leave you behind in order to grasp his dreams?

Suddenly all those feelings long ago washed over him. Guilt, sadness, and anger welled up in his head to the point where he was even suffocating in his own thoughts.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, looking down at his lap. "I never realized I put those thoughts into your head."

"It's okay, Rin. I know you didn't mean it."

"No, it's not okay." He looks back up at you, eyes sadden at your sorrowful expression. He reaches for your hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. "I know how you feel and it's awful. I never wanted you to feel the same way he made me feel."

"Rin..."

"I'm not him," he starts. "I don't want you to leave. I need you here with me. I want you at every game, wearing my jersey and screaming my name. You're my biggest supporter and I wouldn't change it for the world."

[melliiaahh]

⚝Blue Lock Boys being jealous over you⚝

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How they act when someone it hitting on you!

Word count:1.8k

Warning: Swearing, mentions of sexual interactions and feminine descriptions 

Featuring : Bachira, Kunigami, Chigiri, Isagi, Sae, Nagi and Reo 

Genre : fluff, Jealousy 

Notes: more of a short story/HC. If you ever want more characters feel free to ask !

if you like my stuff here is my masterlist for more!

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Yoichi Isagi

He was probably walking towards you from behind with the food he bought for the both of you and notice a guy he didn’t recognise trying to ask for you number. When he realised what was happening, jealousy quickly built up in him. 

He didn’t want you to see him this way so he stood behind you and DEATH GLARED the shit out of the other guy until he got really uncomfortable. 

You obviously told the stranger than you have a boyfriend so the guy put 1+1 together that Yoichi who looked like death itself was your boyfriend and quickly ran away. 

Once the guy left Isagi revealed himself from behind you and gave you your drink with a grin, trying to hide the fact that he was right behind you the whole time witnessing the conversation. 

Of course you being oblivious to it, you explained to him what just happened even though he already knew. He grabbed your hand and brought it close to his face before giving your hand a quick kiss on your knuckles before replying to you “ well too bad to that guy, you’re already taken” <3

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 Meguru Bachira

Although feeling a bit jealous and possessive he would let his ego get in the way a little and make it into a game or just straight out embarrass you to get the other guy uncomfortable-_-. 

He would say stuff like “ oh? You want y/n? Sorry~ she is taken. You can have a look at the marks on my back or neck she left on me last night? She’s really good at-“ he got pushed away by you from embarrassment of him mentioning the festivities from the night before… 

but he quickly wraps his arms around you before turning back to the guy and stating “ so back off. She’s mine” 

You both walk away before smacking his arm “ Megggg, you didn’t have to mention all of that! I was just about to tell him I was taken you know?” You said still flustered at what just happened. “ yeah I know but I like showing you off to people who wish to be me you know? Plus I love telling people that you’re my girl<3” 

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Hyoma Chigiri

Chigiri would be a little jealous but not as bad as the others , He would have been coming to pick you up from the store when he saw you getting hit on and CLEARLY looking uncomfortable, just trying to ignore the guy.

He hated the smug look the stranger had on his face while trying to talk to you, because of that he didn’t felt jealous at all, more so irritated at the thought of the guy even thinking he had a chance.  

Stepping out of the car, Chigiri walks up towards you till he’s able to put his arm around your shoulder before kissing you on the head. 

Chigiri would then just look at the guy with a DISGUSTED glare and would not stop until the guy walks away. 

He wouldn’t even have to say anything he would just stare… when the guy FINALLY left he would go up to you and just pull your face into a deep kiss.

After the man nearly SUCKS THE SOUL OUTTA YOU he would grin at you puzzled and flustered face before saying “ I’m yours and you’re mine, no one would ever be able to change that my love. Especially not that ugly guy” 

(power couple fr, y’all don’t even say anything to the guy. Y’all’s faces were enough to scare him away) 

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Rin Itoshi

Would be a mix of Chigiri and Isagi tbh. Rin isn’t jealous per say he is more disgusted/angry at the thought of another guy trying to win you over

He would be walking towards your normal meeting spot when he noticed you were there with an unfamiliar face. Immediately displeased at the sight he listens in and realised the stranger was asking for your number. 

Becoming even more agitated at him trying  to get your number by  cornering you into the wall he quickly grabs the back of the guys collar and flings him away (obviously because he’s strong as shit) 

When the guy turns around to see  why he was flinged away from you, he’s met with the dark presence of RIN ITOSHI. Rin then glares at him before saying  through gritted teeth “ Piss. Off. People like you who are lukewarm disgust me, She’s with me”. 

Immediately realising that he fucked with the wrong person (because of course Rin would be very popular in town both for his looks, soccer skills and his mean demeanour) the stranger quickly runs away.

Rin would then turn to you “ Are you okay?”. He would make sure you’re okay and that the guy didn’t touch or hurt you before speaking again  “Stop associating with people who are lukewarm. No one can have what is mine. Got it?” Then taking your hand and walking to your favourite shop<3

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Sae Itoshi

Like Bachira, he would turn it into a game of course. He isn’t the least bit jealous cause he knows that you’re loyal to him however he would 100% but the other guy in his place. 

Sae would see you getting hit on by a stranger and immediately walk over towards you. Sae spins you around to look at him instead of the other guy and he would hold your chin before saying “ Hello sweetheart, who’s this lump of shit talking to you? Should I get rid of him, Hm” Sae would proceed to look him up and down  while you explain to him that the stinger was asking for you number. 

Sae then responds by saying whilst looking into your eyes with a huge grin on his face “ so love the man wants your number huh?…  are you gonna give it to him?” You obviously shake your head no saying “ Sorry I’m already in a relationship with Sae..” 

Sae then smirks before going towards the guy who is obviously scared out of his mind for trying to get THE SAE ITOSHI’S partner 

“You heard the lady, She’s mine and no small minded lukewarm piece of shit like you is gonna take her away. We clear?” Sae says in a low voice with the clear venom in his words, showing off his dark demeanour similar to his younger brother (just with a lot more words lol). 

After the guy literally runs with his tail between his legs he turns to you to make sure you’re okay before grabbing your hand to walk back to the car. “ to think that guy thought he had a chance with you is astonishing. I would never let anyone as lukewarm as him to get between us” <3

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Seishiro Nagi

I feel Nagi wouldn’t notice it at first until it was blatantly obvious (or if someone straight out tells him that someone else is flirting with you) he would be more so annoyed that someone was taking your attention away rather than jealousy. He would also just scare the guy cause mans is BIG

“ Y/nnnnnn what are you doing?… lets go.. we are gonna be late to the release of (video game title)” Nagi grumbles while walking towards you, not realising the other person there

“Sorry my love ill be just a second okay?” You say before turning towards the stranger who had the AUDACITY to ask for your number “yeah sorry I really don’t want to give out my number, I already have a boyfriend” you say before pointing at the literal titan that is standing behind you.

Nagi glares at the stranger and he is JUST NOW realising what is happening then puts his arm around you shoulder then clicks his tongue before saying “how bothersome… y/n is my partner, so can you get lost? We have places to be you know…”

He then grabs your hand, spins you around so you’re facing him and gives it a quick kiss on your knuckles before walks away before the stranger could even say anything.

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Kunigami Rensuke

Kunigami would be a lot nicer than everyone else ( unless after the wildcard then he would be like Rin or Chigiri) He also wouldn’t be the type to be jealous unless the guy was making like MADDD advances towards you, He’s more so protective <3. 

In this case he wouldn’t have noticed what was happening HAHAH. He walked up to you and the stranger and quickly put his hands around your waist, He’d quickly introduce himself as your man but then realise the guy looked shocked when he mentioned that. 

Kunigami then realised after you explained to him that the stranger is hitting on you and trying to get your number so he says “well its nice and all that you have the guts to ask for someones number but I’m afraid y/n is with me so if you can refrain from hitting on her id appreciate that buddy” 

then he’d grab your chin to make you look at him and gave you a deep kiss while low-key glaring at the guy till he got uncomfortable and walked away, He then smirked and continue to give you a long and heart-warming kiss  just to remind you that he would protect you and love you forever and no guy could compete with  that <3

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Mikage Reo

Mans has some jealousy ISSUES FR. When he notices what’s going on Reo would step in-between you and the guy, glare at him and say “ you’re a ballsy guy aren’t you? Trying to hit on them? Well you see I have an issue with that one since they’re with me. So hands and eyes off buddy or we are gonna have a serious problem.” 

Once he finished speaking he’s in the mans face ready to punch his square in the eyes. But was quickly pulled away by you since you didn’t want to cause any problems at your boyfriends fathers company party.

“ You don’t have to do that you know? I’m not going anywhere Reo” you hold his face to look at you and not at the guy who was probably shitting his pants from pissing off the CEOS son .

“ Maybe I should get you a necklace or something that has my name on its so people can take their eyes and hands off what’s mine.. you’re my love and I would never want to lose you to any of these low lives” He will then grin at you, before quickly going on his phone to order you that necklace

If getting you a necklace with his name or jersey number on it, is what it takes to tell people that you’re in a relationship then he would gladly do it for you in a heart beat, because to him you’re all that matters to him<3

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‧₊˚✩彡 BEAUTIFUL CHILD — where in these blue lock boys show their love for their little bundle of joy.

characters ; bachira, sae, kaiser, nagi

tags ; sfw — domestic fluff, established marriage

rina's comments ; this is an excuse to write about having a kid with kaiser

bachira held his little daughter's hand, it was about the size of his palm. he beamed up at the mirror as he brushed off the dirt on the two of their silly little costumes, it was striped yellow and black, and they had a headband placed neatly on their heads, it was really cute.

“look at my little bumblebee!” he smiled, hugging his daughter tightly. “don't i look pretty daddy?” and of course bachira nods excitedly, “mommy's gonna love it. you're already growing up so fast..” meguru stroked mini bachira's hair, his little bumblebee as he called her.

the bundle of joy gets excited at the sound of the master bedroom's door creak open, rushing towards you as she hugged you, “how do i look mommy?” beamed the child, who twirled around. it was perfect, it was a bee costume that had a little tutu attached to the waist. “daddy made it for me!” she added and you gasp up at bachira, it was really well made.

“i might have a knack for sewing, but.. honey, can we go trick or treating?” your husband asked with a sheepish grin, the pumpkin basket already prepared on the little wooden coffee table, and once you agree, just as long as you come with them they rush outside.

your daughter giggling as his dad leads her outside, it was a beautiful halloween celebration, minus the upcoming toothache that your daughter soon acquires.

sae didn't use to be so accepting of makeup, until now. it was quite a surprise for you to see him sitting down on the floor, puffed up with heavy blush, courtesy of your child that mumbled about him looking nice. but that's not even half of what surprised you.

your husband was wearing a pretty yet very tight pink fairy costume, accompanied with fairy wings. it was a sight to behold, and a little hard not to laugh at, you quickly take pictures of him as he tries his best to make his little baby happy.

“cup of tea for you, fairy!” the little girl cheered, pouring some “tea” into his little pink tea cup that he could easily crush in his grip, he politely sipped on the tea. “oh wowww, this tastes so good princess!” sae chuckled, enjoying the moment. even though he looked silly. there was a gentle and more importantly sincere smile on your husband's face.

the little bundle of joy hugged his dad, and soon you joined in. before you whispered, “you look nice, fairy.” into his ear. sae had a faint blush, perhaps embarassed. he instead opted for a grin.

“thanks, i know right?” your husband joked, blinking dramatically at you.

“i bought you another toy!” kaiser said with a smile, showing the new gundam figure in his hands, handing it to your son. “thanks papa!” said the child, an expression on his face that could only be described as pure awe and joy.

kaiser spoiled your child rotten, buying him toys, books, and more. but before he did, he made sure that the two of them had a super top secret secret that involved that he, his son, should always use it, so it doesn't go to waste.

you never really took your husband for the type to care about that, he grew up with lavish toys too, as far as you knew. spotting them in the cute kid's bedroom, playing with the gundam and roleplaying, kaiser was the big bad monster, while his son was the savior, who had to save you, the poor princess.

kaiser was not going to protest, even though he wanted to be the knight in shining armor like he had always told you he'd be for you. “aaahhh!” he shrieked in a monotone voice, and your child shrieked back, throwing what seemed to be a stick at his father's face.

thankfully, kaiser was unharmed.

it was a bit wrong to let the child play video games at such an early age, but you had spotted your husband, nagi and your son playing some sort of mario game on the tv, the little one's faced contorted with concentration.

while the father yawned, he might get bored too quick. like he always did, but thankfully he didn't, and even let his son win, the boy proudly put his little controller down, puffing his chest and putting his closed-into-fists hands on his waist. “i won! i won!” the youngster said, emitting a smug grin.

nagi clapped slowly, and smiled. “you're just like me, huh?” he yawned, and his son beamed. “really? am i as cool as you, papa?” the kid jumped up and down from the compliment, before turning to you and pointing as his papa with a wide smile, “papa said i'm as cool as him! did you hear mama?”

and you nod with a sweet smile, ruffling your son's hair, who quickly goes back beside his dad, challenging him to another round. nagi let the bundle of joy win every round, only because he felt sleepy or maybe he wanted to make his baby happy, your husband turned to you and shrugged, with a knowing smile.

“guess he's better than me, babe.”

[saekkas]

𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒

summary: romantically cliche things the boys do when they're in love with you.

includes: isagi, nagi, reo, yukimiya, rin, sae, kunigami, kaiser, karasu, bachira, aiku.

notes: this might just be the most lovey-dovey thing i've ever written in my life.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍: goes out of his comfort zone, does anything he can so that you're always smiling when with him, makes butterflies erupt every single time he opens his mouth.

kaiser, sae, isagi, karasu

"can't you let me see? we've been doing this for hours!"

his hands are around your face, shielding your vision. you can see nothing but darkness, only small spots of light from the gaps of his fingers. he's been nothing but romantic for the whole day, eager to celebrate your anniversary on a day off. he's taken you to a popular italian place, which he's booked under your name from two months ago, and brought you to a science and art museum that's produced more than a hundred lock screen worthy photos.

all the while keeping his hands around your eyes every time you move onto a new spot. he's determined to make this the best day of your life, and with the way it's going, he's gotten his wish.

"calm down, we're almost there." his voice is right by your ear, tone completely warm as he chuckles at the shiver it brings. "since when were you the impatient one in the relationship?"

"can you blame me? how am i supposed to know you aren't leading me into a trench in the middle of nowhere?" there's only silence, and you can only assume he's grown tired of your whining. "it's a perfectly plausible scenario and you know that. what if-"

"we're here," he says, this time whispering lowly as he stops your movements, placing his chin on your shoulder. "i hope you like it. it's my last present for today."

you blink your eyes when he finally takes away his hand, trying to get used to the onslaught of brightness. you gasp, realizing belatedly that he's taken you to the canopy of your joined apartment. he's taken two chairs from your kitchen, along with a high desk from your work room, and transformed the space into a private space for two.

"this is beautiful. i can't believe you did this for me."

his hands are warm as they trail down your waist, wrapping you snugly against his chest. you can feel the soft breath coming from his mouth, and the telltale signs of a five o'clock shadow as he nuzzles into your neck. "do you like it?"

"i love it. i love you." you stand in silence for a while, taking the time to take everything in. you snap out of your trance like state when he takes your hand, pulling you towards the seats. "thank you. you've completely made my present for you look like trash."

there's a shadow of a smile on his face, bright even under the darkness of the ink blue sky. you'd print it if you could. you'd freeze this moment, this day, so you'll get to experience it forever, in a never-ending loop, if you could.

"two tickets to meet my favorite team is far from trash, but i'll accept the compliment."

that shadow of a smile turns into a grin, and you realize you never want to experience a day without his smile for the rest of your life if you could.

the lights from nearby buildings look and feel as if fireflies, surrounding you in a peaceful hue. his eyes are a different shade today, far brighter than they usually are. his embrace far warmer.

you suppose love does that to the best of people. and you suppose you're lucky to be able to get to experience it with him.

"i have something for you."

you quirk an eyebrow as he leans down to reach for something under his seat. it's rectangular, medium-sized, nothing special looking, and yet your heart's beating against your ribcage, threatening to let loose and engulf him whole.

"i thought this whole set up was supposed to be the last?"

"i lied," he chuckles, handing the object to you with soft eyes. "open it."

the wrapping is shabby at best, and you bite your lip, both endeared and amused by his actions. you tear it gently, gasping when the cover of your favorite book looks back at you. "i..."

the cover feels smooth under your fingers, and you can only choke back a sob when you flip onto the first page, finding his scribbled writing right under the author's autograph. the next pages are similar in different ways, filled with little notes and highlighted words at the edges. his thoughts immortalized for you to read.

"you annotated a book for me?" you sniffle, wiping away the tears before they fall onto the pages. "and got the author to sign it?"

"why are you crying?" he asks out of pure sweetness, nothing but love looking back at you from his eyes. "isn't that what a guy does when he's in love with a girl?"

you only nod, still at a loss of words as he leans down another time, this time placing a cool box on the desk. "gelato?" he asks with a laugh as he places two of your favorite flavored dessert in between you. "can't have my love crying on our special day, can we?"

you learn that the gelato isn't the last surprise either. his last present comes in the form of a ring and a promise made under the night sky.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍: holds every single one of your things, will not let you move a single finger, proudly shows you off as his.

aiku, nagi, kunigami

"i have two hands too, you know?" you laugh, your shoulders shaking as you lean against the apartment door's entrance. "i can bring my own things."

you watch with thinly veiled amusement as he shakes his head with a stubborn frown. his footsteps are heavy, the added weight of all your shopping bags dragging him down slightly. you move slightly to the left, pushing the door open wider so he could enter.

"i'll get you something to drink. hold on," you say with a pointed look before making your way to the kitchen to fetch a water bottle. walking back, you giggle at the sight of him peeking into the paper bags. "here."

the palm of his hands are slightly calloused against the skin of your thighs as he all but drags you onto his lap. the couch sinks under your joined form and you raise an eyebrow when he looks up at you with puppy eyes.

"what?" you ask, slightly suspicious of the pout on his face after the few seconds of silence. "you want something don't you?"

"show me?" his tone is dripping in honey and his hands rub circles on your back as he tries to persuade you. "wanna see my girl all dolled up and pretty."

you sigh at his request, your heart weak at his show of affection. "fine. you better pay attention though."

he hums, nodding his head excitedly as you take the bags and bring them into the bedroom with you, ready for a fashion show.

"i'm not wearing every single one so i'll show you my favorites." the dress you have on is innocent, fun. one you've picked exactly for picnic dates and ice cream runs. it's a baby blue color, white lace trimming your waist with a bow to match. "what do you think?"

his eyes roam from your head down to your feet, and you blink at the silence that coats his answer. "do you not like it?"

he blinks back, as if breaking out of a gaze before he stands, leaning down to press three pecks onto your lips. you watch as he walks back to the couch, tilting your head at the coy smirk on his face. you feel dumbfounded when he waves a hand, motioning for you to try the next one.

the second outfit is far simpler. white top matched with a leather jacket and boots. there's no other sound besides the fan by the edge of the kitchen and his footsteps as he leans in to press another kiss. only two this time.

you snort when you realize when he's doing. if there's anything your boyfriend will do, it's charm you with whatever weird stunt he has up his sleeve. "you are impossible. what is this? your version of america's top model?"

"i don't hear you complaining." he walks back to his seat, watching you with lidded eyes and a small smirk filling his expression. "next one?"

you snort, changing into the last outfit for him to see. this one's far more intimate as you've bought it for special occasions. the dress is a dark maroon, it sinks down to the floor with a plunging neckline that is a wonder to the eyes. you watch as he stiffens, becking you forward with a come-hither motion on his finger.

you sway your hips as you walk, looking at him with a coy smile that he most certainly loves. before you have the chance to lean down, he shoots up, pressing three kisses on your lips, and another on your exposed chest.

his hands wrap around your waist, tilting your chin so that you meet his eyes. "next one."

"that was the last one." you quirk an eyebrow, squinting when he grins. "what?"

"try my clothes. i'll give you full scores for every outfit."

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒: gets you anything and everything that reminds him of you, reminds you of your worth every day, charming to the point that your mother wants you to marry him asap.

rin, yukimiya, bachira, reo

"hey, i know you're a big-time pro-athlete now but that doesn't mean you need to spend all your money on me."

your boyfriend has a thing for splurging. he buys things that are almost always useless and insists on gifting them to you with a big shiny bow wrapped around it. he isn't much of a spender for himself, insists on wearing his clothes until they're somehow falling off his body but with you? his pockets are loose, wallet seemingly always filled with credit cards.

an investment for the future, he calls it.

you don't know whether to laugh at the absurdity of his words or cry because this handsomely talented individual actually sees you as part of his future. he's calling you as his future. talk about sweeping a girl off her feet.

"they're pretty. i thought you'd want to see them."

the bouquet that he sent is nothing if not pretty. it's a stunning piece of work, an arrangement of many different kinds of vividly colored flowers wrapped into a huge bundle. it's hefty in your hand and you'd be lying of you said that it isn't a treat for the eyes.

"you could have taken a picture and showed it to me through text, eh?" you walk forward, smelling the flowers in your hand, and carefully place them on the desk to put in a vase later. "you didn't need to ship it all the way from paris."

you watch as the pixelated version boyfriend shrugs, a sweet smile forming on his lips at your words. it's nighttime where he's at, and it shows through the darkness of the hotel window he currently resides in. the video shakes as he holds his phone, moving away from the window and onto a bed.

"do you like it?" he asks, propping a hand behind his head and on a pillow. "the florist recommended that one for you. she said it had a special meaning."

"yeah? tell her she has amazing taste and is very kind if you ever meet her again."

he hums, eyes hazy and laced with sleep. you smile when he tries to stifle a yawn. "you should go to sleep. it's late there, isn't it?"

"it's fine." he yawns like a puppy is your first thought when he does let it out. there's an air of tiredness around him, clearly drained from practice and a match. you giggle when he yawns again, this time stretching his hands above his head like a cat. adorable. "i wanna talk to you for a bit more. i miss you."

you soften at that. "i miss you too. just three more days, right?"

he nods at that, the smile never leaving his face. the smile, you've come to realize, is reserved especially for you. "i told the florist to write a note for you too. is it there?"

you hum, placing the phone against your mug to look for it. you've been too distracted by its beauty that you never noticed the small piece of white paper that's attached to one of the flowers' stems. the first thing that catches your eye is the list of flowers the bouquet is made from and their meaning.

roses; love, warmth. dahlia; eternal love, appreciation, commitment. chrysanthemums; loyalty, happiness, joy. ranunculus; charm and attractiveness. anemones; anticipation.

the second, is the beautiful cursive handwriting that details, "i'll love you until the last one withers."

you look back to your phone, smiling brightly at him. "thank you. this means everything to me." there's an air of happiness that surrounds him at your words, his smile brightening along with yours. there's a glint in his eye that you're suspicious of, yet you don't get to call him out for it.

"i'm glad you like it. i'm gonna head in now. i'll text you in the morning, okay?" he hums, padding from his bed and turning the light off, bathing him in a moonlit glow. "call me when you wake up."

"okay." there's always a bittersweet feeling in saying good night to him, in saying temporary farewells. your shoulders slump slightly and you nod, blowing him a kiss. "night. sweet dreams. i love you."

"i love you too, angel."

the line disconnects after a few minutes of silent staring and you sigh, turning away to find a vase for your newly bought gift. it's only when you're gently placing the flowers in that you realize one's different from the others. you chuckle, holding the fake flower to your chest. picking up your phone, your fingers glide across the screen, sending him a text you hope he'll see when he wakes.

you: who knew you were such a romantic

you: i'll love you forever. thank you. you mean the world to me.

your fingers stop as you take in the flower once more, every single one of its petals has been painted a different color. it's smooth against your hand, and you grin when you lift it to your nose to sniff. it smells like him.

you: send me your hotel address. i'm sending you a gift.

you: me.

[angelltheninth]

Ok but Bachira with a (little more than) friends with benefits relationship. He might not have enough time for a full relationship right now so why not get his extra adrenaline and feelings out with his own little secret monster? imagine how pent up he’d be knowing he’s the only one who could make her cheer louder than she does at his games

More then friends but fucking but not dating but liking each other!

Pairing: Bachira Meguru x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, friends with benefits, adrenaline, sex to destress, rough sex, bragging, sharing clothes

A/N: This show cannot come back soon enough I can only hold myself back from reading the manga for so long.

No one could quite tell what your and Bachira's relationship was, not even the two of you knew

You could be the best of friends one moment, with him bragging about his best goal to date, you talking about the things you did that day before watching his game, at the same time the sexual tension between the two of you would thicken until there's no more ignoring it

How could he ignore it when you're sitting in the exact jersey he played the game in

So it was you who stole it from the locker rooms... you're the jersey thief

With that little puzzle out of the way you can get down to the real business, the real reason he visited your place rather then going to get food and drinks with his team

Sex with you, which is why you can never get a read on your relationship

Bachira looks at you like his friend but he fucks you like a lover, and in-between those times the two get so muddied up

If you thought that the bragging would stop when he got his cock in your pussy then you would be wrong, in fact it makes him talk even more, faster even, with ever more passion

He's fucking you like there's not gonna be a next time, he's always like that, leaving you with the same burning, yet pleasant ache in your legs that he feels after he plays a game

More importantly his goal now is to make you scream his name even louder then you did when you were cheering him on

It wasn't hard to hear you, and now he'll make sure you're heard again, by anyone who passes by his room

[babeeangel]

blue lock - how you hold their hands

Different ways you hold the bllk’s boys’ hands. 

Isagi Yoichi, Itoshi Rin, Meguru Bachira, Seishiro Nagi

Short Headcanons. Part 2 upcoming <3 Comment if you want specific characters [not proofread and it shows soz]

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Isagi: holding his arm with your other hand

now i just know this man is clingy

therefore he likes it when on top of holding his hand, you hold his arm or wrist with your other hand

first of all it forces you guys to be ever closer

and he likes that feeling of you latching onto him, it’s like he’s protecting you, he feels needed. 

holding his hand is so comforting idc

he’s almost always the one to let go first, cause if he didn’t put an end to it, you’d just hold him forever everywhere. 

he does it so gently tho, he first takes off your hand from his arm, then lets go of his grasp

to transition better, he then holds your shoulders and walks behind you for a few seconds. 

he doesn't mind PDA but he won't initiate it (babygirl is bashful)

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Rin: intertwined

okay maybe unpopular opinion but he’s a passionate lover

so intertwining hands just makes sense

like it’s so intimate and romantic

And he’s always the one to go for it first

He takes your hand, kinda to let everyone know (including you) you’re his

I’ll even add that he sometimes resists when you try to break free, and forces you to hold on a little longer

I feel like since he’s rather quiet, physical touch might be one of his love languages

Also for some magical reason his palms never get sweaty so basically you have no reason to let go right ?

He also does the 3 squeeze signal

He uses squeezes to communicate actually, like when he’s getting jealous he tightens his grip, or to warn you you’re gonna turn left soon, or to discreetly let you know someone you both hate entered the room…

He likes the complicity you two have

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Bachira: holding pinky fingers

Bachira doesn't like the commitment of holding hands (he doesn't love commitment period)

So holding pinky fingers is the perfect concession. 

It’s like he meets you halfway, you wanting physical touch, him being easily overstimulated by it

His hands get sweaty pretty fast anyways

People say it’s childish but to you both it’s a light hearted way to be close to each other

Sometimes you two even skip instead of walking

You’re more often than not the one grabbing his hand (finger)

But since he knows how much you like it, he’ll try to hold out the longest he can to make you happy

When he finally lets you go, he kisses you on the forehead, to make up for it.

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Nagi: tugging on his sleeve

Nagi is NEVER the one to take your hands first

Don't get it wrong, he loves to feel you close like that, he just pretends he doesn't for some reason.

Pride ? Shyness ? I guess we’ll never know

Since his hands get moist pretty fast, and you hate that sensation but still wanna hold his hand, you tug his sleeve instead

Man is always wearing long sleeves anyway

So you latch on to it

Sometimes you just hold it with your finger, sometimes your whole hand

He actually enjoys the weight of yours pulling him down.

And when you let go of him, he acts as if he didn’t notice, but he’s internally disappointed.

I mean, the same way he doesn’t say he likes it, he doesn’t say he dislike sit either (it’d be too tiresome to say it NEways)

Sometimes he’ll muster up the courage to tell you to keep holding him (sometimes)

He also won’t ever say this out loud, but he loves when you do PDA

Because it shows everyone you’re his (and he’s yours)

He doesn't say it that much, but he LOVES you

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A\N: my first bllk fic\HCs TT ! i TOLD YOU I WASN’T DEAD !! Please inbox me for ANY request, i’m also looking for moots to become friends with <333 I’m in multiple anime fandoms too so ya

[icyhottodo]

WOULD YOU STILL LOVE ME IF I WAS A WORM?

characters: isagi, bachira, reo, rin & nagi | genre: fluffy fluff! pre-established relationship

warnings: pet names (love, babe, angel, sweetheart)

✩ ISAGI YOICHI

"would you still love me if i was a worm?"

it was a saturday afternoon, and you two decided to sleep in for the day. while scrolling through your preferred social media, you suddenly remembered a small but funny joke on isagi.

"what?"

"would you still love me if i was a worm?"

"i mean, babe. i love you and all, but how am i supposed to love you if you weren’t human-"

isagi cuts himself off when he notices your sad puppy dog face, staring at him in despair. his heart hurt at your sad face.

"love." isagi sighed, but he couldn't help but let out a small smile at your antics. pulling you even closer to his body.

"i will still love you as a worm."

✩ BACHIRA MEGURU

"would you still love me if i was a worm?" 

"what are you talking about? of course i would! why wouldn’t i?" bachira questioned you as if that question had the most obvious answer.

"how would you know it's me?" 

you inquired, still not convinced that bachira was completely certain about your question. bachira cups your face with one of his hands and forces you to look at his yellow, dilated eyes, filled with nothing but love.

"angel, if i didn’t automatically know the worm was you, then i would be disappointed in myself." bachira spoke with not an ounce of joking or teasing in his voice, only seriousness and love.

"now, would you love me as a worm?"

✩ MIKAGE REO

"would you still love me if i was a worm?" 

you would see reo’s shocked face morph into a smile, hearing his boisterous laugh. "(y/n), you know, i expected you to ask that question sooner."

"what is that supposed to mean?"

"if you randomly turned into a worm," reo started, playfully ignoring your question. "i’ll make you the royalty of the worms. you’ll have the cutest fish bowl filled with the richest soil i can find, and if you want, i can find some worm friends for you!"

"you’ve awfully thought a lot about this question, reo." you chuckled at your boyfriend, feeling the heat reach your face now, knowing that reo would pamper the hell out of you even if you were a worm.

"only the best for my love."

✩ ITOSHI RIN

"rin?"

"no."

"i haven't even asked the question yet!" you sulked, getting up to walk away before rin (who was laughing) gently grabbed you by the wrist.

"what is the question, sweetheart?" rin stops laughing and pulls you back down onto the couch, which you reluctantly agree with before a cheeky smile appears on your face.

"would you still love me if i was a worm?"

"babe," rin deadpans. "no."

this caused you to loudly and dramatically exclaim, "WHAT?" before pulling yourself up to leave once again until rin grabbed you once more.

"c’mon babe, what's the point? i can’t touch you like this or even speak to you. i would rather have a normal human you."

"but rin! it’s not like i’m ever going to turn into one!" 

"okay then, would you love me as a worm?"

"of course!"

"you’re just saying that because i said no."

"it's not just because of-"

✩ NAGI SEISHIRO

"would you still love me if i was a worm?"

no answer.

"nagi."

no answer again.

"sei!" you shook nagi out of his flow; you were just sitting on his lap while he was playing some random video game he liked on his computer.

"yes, m’love? sorry, was focusing." nagi would glance at you for a few seconds, indicating that he is listening to you, before his eyes reverted back to the game on the screen.

"would you still love me if i was a worm?"

"if you're able to keep cuddling with me at night even if you were a worm, i don't care." you sighed at his answer.

"sei, i mean an actual worm with no ability to do anything but wiggle." you wiggled to accentuate the "wiggle-ness."

"then you’re already one."

"NAGI."

[dollwrites]

𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭 — 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, dubcon, bachira likes it rough, titty slapping, playful degradation, suggested cnc, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ originally posted on 01.03.2023 do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3

𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 ∣ casual sex by my darkest days

he always loved to pretzel you, to use you up until you had not even an ounce of energy left to grab on to his shoulders. he didn’t even want you coherent enough to cry his name; Bachira loved that glassy, far away look in your eyes when he’d fucked the thoughts right out of your head.

and how did he do that?

by pushing your limits, of course.

“Ba— chi— ra—!” you were panting, eyes rolling back behind your lids. “Slow! Slow down!” his pace was brutal; so fast that you could hardly keep track of the sound of his body slamming into yours. when did one slap end and the next begin? you couldn’t even be sure. your insides were churning, walls fluttering spastically, trying to grip him, wanting to savor the sensation of his depth, but he wasn’t slowing down. not even when you begged. not even for a moment.

“Now why would I do that?” he croons, pressing you into the wall harder as if to remind you who was really in charge here. with your leg stretched between your bodies, your ankle draped over his shoulder, it was difficult to keep your balance on one foot, with your knee threatening to buckle from the sheer force of pleasure he bullied into you. so, you were grateful that he was pinning you to that wall, even if his tight fist grasping your hair at the roots of your crown was stinging, even if he could fuck you stupid from this position, and you could do nothing to stop him, at least you knew he wouldn’t let you fall. “When you squeeze me so tight when I pound ya just like this?”

you mewl, helplessly, when he grasps a handful of your bare breast and squeezes, so you roll your head on your shoulders and peer up at him with puppy eyes, gripping his wrist. you tried to push yourself up on to your tippy toes to ease the pounding, “I— can’t take it—“ but Bachira was grinning ear to ear, sweat trickling down in glimmering streams against his countenance. “‘S too much!”

“You’re always so whiny, and every single time I make this pretty pussy take it. Do you ever learn, baby, or do you just like to beg me all pathetic and watch me break you, anyways?” his breathing is ragged, swatting at your breasts to watch them bounce, and he guides your head back, closer to his, by the vice on your scalp, like an animal’s reins, and you submit with an undeniably happy whine, pressing the back of your head against his collarbone. “You like it when I’m mean to you too much, yeah? Gets you wet when I tell you no?” staring up at him, you shake your head, but you’re trying not to smile, breathless and weak and unsure if you actually could hold out this time, but your sex tightens around him, and he has his answer. “You don’t want me to stop,” he breathes out, falling against you and nipping at your cheek and jaw, leaving a trail of happy lovebites and his spit on your skin, his hips smacking against yours at such speed and velocity that you reach forward and try to hold on to the wall, squealing with sordid delight and awe, “you’d so much rather I fuck it like I stole it, and you’re such a lucky slut— because that’s my favorite way.”

[mitsuyeaah]

bachira has a lot of quirks you’ve grown to love but your favourite one has to be when he’s asking for a forehead kiss without using any words. bachira would just simply walk over to you, push his bangs up and away from his forehead with a palm, and you’d know exactly what to do.

the way he lets out a contented hum as you place a chaste kiss against his warm skin—his lips spreading into a thin line as a satisfied smile creeps up his face like he’d just secured the greatest prize of all time. well, your kisses truly are a treasure indeed.

other times, he’d tie up his bangs to leave them exposed throughout the day, and he’d wordlessly point at his forehead when he’s in need of a kiss. of course, you oblige with no hesitancy.