#bachira my beloved

[ninja-crybaby]

love how they did this shot - isagi just looks like he’s meeting his partner after class or some shit. fucker is leaning all casual, like he’s not been fighting for his life to get back to Bachira.

there’s no indication as to how long he’s been just waiting there - could be 5 minutes, could be an hour.

could he hear bachira’s and rin’s previous conversation about bachira’s football style and how dependant it is on others? probably not through how thick the walls/door looks, but he was also not suprised to see rin there too.

either he heard them both on the training pitch, or he just new that bachira would gravitate to the strongest player there.

i love bachira’s shock here. it’s not like he ever doubted that isagi would come back, i just think he expected it to take longer. look at how serious isagi looks here, too. bachira gets to see just how much he means to isagi and how driven isagi has been to get him back.

it’s actually only been 4 days since the two were separated (i think i’ve worked that out right), and isagi has come a long way in that time.

i love how well their relationship works - they’re honest with each other from the very beginning and we’ve seen the lengths they’ll go for the other. well, we’ve seen it with isagi, and we’ll see it with bachira if the next chapters are any indication. it’s rare to see a relationship so build on trust and just knowing the other person inside and out. i love it.

[yolkydolky]

My favourite trio!

[jupitereleven]

cute little bachira

+ sad bachira :(

[iloveslllycatss]

Caught making out with bachira

𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙪𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯

𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘴), 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸, 𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥,

you squealed when you felt yourself being pulled into an empty classroom, the light flickering on to reveal your boyfriend, hands gripping your wrists.

you guys were at bachiras football practice. you were one of the sports nurses, you helped the players if they ever had any injuries and stuff. the team was taking a 5 minute water break, which has only just started 2 minutes ago. “listen ik we at practice rn but i couldn’t help but think about you the whole time” your lover looked at you in a way as if he was asking for permission to do something, he always looked for your consent first, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. when he saw the smile that somehow crept up onto your face he grinned, “your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine?” he always initiated kisses, not before saying some dumb shit though 😭

he leaned in and right before he closed the gap between the both of you he muttered a “no one’s gonna catch us if you keep quiet”, when you felt his breath hit your face you became red, even though the two of you had kissed many times before, but he never fails to make you feel mushy gushy inside. when he finally met your lips, it was long and drawn out. he didn’t want to waste a second of his time, biting on your bottom lip and slipping in his tongue when you gasped (sneaky bastard 🤬). he then lifted you and placed you onto a random desk, your feet dangling off of it. your two hands finding a place onto his cheeks, cupping them and pulling his face even closer than it already was. one of his hands was resting on your hip, the other on your waist. his tongue tangles with yours. the little sounds that roll off your tongue are enough to make bachira want even more.

after a little, he breaks the kiss to get some air. as soon as he exhaled for the 2nd time he went right back in. your lips meeting again and all the feelings coming back. all is good, all is well until the door is pushed wide open. you two only notice after you hear isagi gasp.

“ummm…..” ,, if the word awkward just got a new definition, it would be isagis name. he fr stood there for a good couple of seconds like 🧍‍♂️… POOR BOY FELT SO OUT OF PLACE AND AWKWARD

“um bachira the coach wanted you to come back to practice………………… um i’m gonna go now….” this poor boy was so stiff and walked out wishing his eyes would be bleached. 

you and your lover just looked at eachother for a bit, processing on what just happened. 

this was about to be a really awkward practice for isagi and bachira…

@/ilovesillycats

plz don’t copy my work 😞

[kisses4bei]

Do noses collide during a kiss?

Bachira Meguru x Reader

No warning just fluff!

Idea from the one and only @venusbby !! tysm for letting me write this! go follow them<33

You and Bachira have been friends since you were little. Always know as the “Weirdo Duo” The two of you never really minded though, the only company you guys needed was each others. He tells you everything, you tell him everything, it was great. By the time the two of you are in college, nothing has changed. The two weirdos hanging out.

One day while hanging out, the two of you were sprawled out onto your bed absolutely bored out of your minds. Bachira staring up at the ceiling while you were laying on your stomach playing on your switch. The room was silent with nothing but the sound of buttons being mashed on your console and the fan spinning around. The silence was suddenly broken by Bachira,

“Hey Y/n”

You only hummed in response, too focused on your last lap in Mario Kart.

“Do noses collide during a kiss?”

You paused your game and looked up at him with a surprised pikachu look on your face. “Meguru what.” You deadpanned. You thought he was joking around but the stare he was still giving your ceiling and the genuine tone in his voice implied he was being 100% serious.

He glanced at you and let out a small giggle. He immediately sat up, crossing his legs. “ I dunno, I guess its just that i been so focused on soccer I never even had my first kiss. Isn’t that crazy!!” You chuckled a little at his rambles but it got you thinking. “Hm, I guess i never really thought about it. I mean I never had mine either because I been so focused on my studies.” You shrug as you sit up to imitate his sitting position. “Wait.. Do noses collide during a kiss?!???” You question after finally sinking in that neither of you have any experience at romantic stuff even though you’ve watched basically every single romance movie and show on Netflix with each other.

Bachira spreads a wide menacing look across his face. (Which always means he’s going to say SOMETHING out of pocket) Then looks at you straight in the eyes. His big yellow eyes staring holes into you, putting a shiver down your spine.

“Why don’t we find out?” He says finally, a big, wide smile taking over his face. Your eyes go wide processing what he just said. “Huh.” Then it clicks. “H-HUHH?!” Your face flushes red as you frantically look around to avoid eye contact. All you can think about is how your crush of god knows how many years just suggested that you guys kiss??!?!!!!

Bachira the little silly goose he is, grabs your face (gently but at the same time rough idk) and presses his lips against yours, smiling into the kiss once he feels your lips return the smooch. When pulling away he grins. “Hm, I guess they don’t collide.” You giggle.

“I don’t know I think I was too distracted to focus on our noses, I think we should try it again.” Bachira shrugs with a cheeky little grin on his face.

[chilumitos]

༺ ʚ  ֺ   ۪  oh this is Love ֺ   ׅ ☆ ༻

[chodzacaparodia]

YEEES, Bachira understood something far too many fictional characters fail to understand!

He doesn't need anyone to be saved. 

He doesn't need a knight in shining armor to magically change his life. He is the master of his own destiny and only he can save himself. He cannot expect to wait for someone to give his life meaning.

Of course having Isagi in his life is important and definitely makes his life much more fun, but Bachira can't rely solely on Yoichi. He must focus on himself, because his life depends only on himself. 

The other person is not your world, they only complete your world.

I'm so proud of you, sweatheart!!!

[daebraeksan]

Scared to talk to Bachira about him hurting your feelings (but then you do it and he apologizes and you forgive him)

Genre: comfort, established relationship, pro player Bachira

Contents: anxiety, insecurity, implied trauma, trust issues, fear of confrontation

Wc: 1289

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

You’re in a little bit of a catastrophic spiral. You feel really tender and sensitive and like anything could send you over the edge. You feel like you’ve done everything wrong (what specifically? Everything. What more explanation could you possibly want?) and you feel like everything is going to be taken away from you.

You get like this sometimes. You try not to. But it’s hard to outrun a childhood. And you aren’t really trying to outrun it. You just want to be happy despite it.

Having Bachira in your life is one thing you have tried to remove from the list of things you have periodic freak outs about. You want to work on your trust issues, and you have, and you know Bachira is trustworthy. He has never done anything to prove otherwise. Logic doesn’t really help your anxieties or insecurities but you still feel the need to point out the facts.

You’ve been off kilter for a few days in a row, situations not going your way, some major, some minor, and you hate it. You hate that you can’t just coping-strategy all of this away—all of these feelings away. You pace around your house. You sit down at the dining table and rock yourself. You curl up on the couch in an incredibly uncomfortable position and don’t move. 

Normally, you are pretty good at feeling secure in your relationships with people. You’ve worked hard to get to this point. You don’t have to second guess their motives, when you’ve known them for a long time, and they’ve demonstrated nothing but respect and kindness towards you. But this week has been crazy for Bachira, too, or something—regardless of the reason, you felt ignored one too many times, felt like you were snapped at, and felt like you were expendable. You don’t blame him at all since it’s your interpretation but at the same time you know from experience that invalidating your emotions isn’t going to make any of this go away.

And then you’ve gone and wrapped yourself up in your old habits of being afraid to talk about something. Your classic fear rears its head: you’re too much trouble, way more trouble than you’re worth, and everyone is going to leave you.

Bachira comes home, drops his stuff off haphazardly in the front doorway, and makes a beeline straight towards you. He ruffles your hair and presses a kiss to the top of your head. 

“I’m home,” he sings.

You smile at him, but you feel crazy. He must notice something is off—how could he not?—because he cups your cheek. It has the intended effect—you indeed feel soothed. You nuzzle your cheek into his palm. You want to be completely engulfed in his touch. You hate everything you’re feeling right now. It’s too hard. 

“What do you want to do tonight?”

You know sometimes he asks this as a formality. He always likes having something to do—but he is content to “compromise” with you and create an “event” for something very normal and calm and low-key that you also want to do (at home. Definitely at home.) (You hate that word because it still feels like both people lose something but whatever the word is for both people are happy with the outcome lol.) 

“I don’t know,” you half-lie—at the very least, you know you have to talk to him. The words coagulate like mucus in your throat. You’re so stupid. This shouldn't be that hard.  Bachira loves you and he’s going to listen to you and nothing is going to be wrong.

You can tell yourself these things. And it won’t help. But to be fair, being mean to yourself won’t help either, but. Yknow. You aren’t going to win every battle. Definitely not this one today.

Not that you want this conversation with  Bachira to seem like a battle. You don’t. 

He studies you for a bit. “We could…just relax together until we think of something?”

You like having a specifically-designated task, something delineated, and can make you feel like you aren’t a failure and aren’t causing a fuss or scene or trouble. You aren’t ruining everyone’s night, this still “counts” as “successful”—you give in to all your old habits, all your rigid, self-scaring habits. Why not? When it rains it pours, or whatever. Let the dam break. Etc. 

You hear him heating up food in the kitchen and he spreads everything out on the coffee table in the living room. You look at him adoringly. He knows you don't eat when you’re like this. That bastard. Loving you and taking care of you. 

How dare he?

You both start on your food, him digging in, and you nibbling. 

“Can we talk?” you ask. 

“Always,” he says, and a few pieces of rice fly out of his mouth onto the table. He picks them up and tries to feed them to you.

“No!” you bark jokingly as you twist your head away, scrunching up your face, trying not to laugh because then he will put the rice in your mouth.

“Don’t waste food!” he admonishes seriously.

“Stop!” you finally let out a giggle. He eats the rice himself and settles back down. 

You stare at him and he stares at you.

“Sorry,” he says. “It’s your turn again.”

“Thank you,” you say. You figure you might as well ease yourself into it. You don’t have to accuse yourself of manipulation or lying or whatever—you just need to let yourself be. You’re trying your best. You start off with talking about some random topics that were bothering you this week to set the scene. You explain the headspace you’ve been in and how you’ve been feeling.

He puts down his food. “I’m sorry that happened,” he says. “Can I hug you?”

You nod. You put down your food just as he throws his arms around you and squeezes you tight. He kisses your cheek. “I don’t mean for those actions to make you feel those ways.  Is there anything I can do to show you that  I didn’t mean any of that, and that I love you so much?”

You are very embarrassed. You hate to ask for anything—even normal boring stuff, and now, this feels like you are being asked to ask for something extra special. Asking someone to make amends to you feels so wrong. It feels like you’re not supposed to cause other people trouble. But anything you say, Bachira probably has already done before, and is okay with it, and some, he’s even done on his own volition before, and you  might not have even known it was what you liked or wanted before him.

You make your requests of how you want to spend some time with him doing your favorite activities and he happily acquiesces.  

“I’ve been wanting that, too,” he says. He peppers kisses all over your face. “I’m sorry you had a bad week,” he says. “That’s so stupid.”

“It was really stupid,” you say sadly. 

He shakes you. “Do you want me to beat them up?” he asks in the most chipper tone.

You sigh and shake your head. “No. Let’s just watch tv.”

He grabs blankets, and you finish the rest of your food while watching your comfort show, snuggled up next to Bachira, who waits patiently until you’re done eating so he can hold your hand. 

Nothing can make the bad events of this week less bad—but you also don’t have to carry your insecure energy into next week. You know you can do what you need to do and you know it’s okay to feel this way sometimes. And if there’s anyone who believes in you the most, it’s Bachira.

[lk8nga]

⊹ ִ :o] ׁ 🐝

. ୨ ֶָ֪ ֹ ִ ˗ˏˋbachira ˎˊ˗ ֹ ·˚ ༘༄ ִ ⭒

[ryuseibutgayer]

𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓔𝔂𝓮𝓼

𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓜𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓾: 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓽 𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓢𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

It's your eyes that tell him you're the one.

ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜɪᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙꜱᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʀᴄᴇ ᴏɴ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱɪᴅᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ɢᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ɢʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ, ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏᴏ, ᴀꜱ ᴀɴᴀʟʏᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪʀɪꜱ.

ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀꜱ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ. ʜɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴅ ɪꜱ ꜱᴡɪʀʟɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ꜰʀᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ- ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ.

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜰʀᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴀɴ, Qᴜɪᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴄQᴜᴀɪɴᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ. ʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ᴡᴀɪᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ꜱᴏ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅʟʏ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴘᴇᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡʜɪꜱᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪʟʟᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇꜰʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅɪꜱᴋꜱ.

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ʀᴇꜰʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʙꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛꜱ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇꜱ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ, ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴏɴᴄᴇ, ᴇɴɢᴜʟꜰꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴꜰɪʟᴛʀᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇxᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ. ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ.

ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴀʙʙʟɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴏʀ ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴʟʏ ᴀᴛᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ. ʜᴇ'ᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴏᴏᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ, ꜰᴜᴢᴢʏ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ꜱᴜɴɴʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪꜰᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɢᴏᴅ.

ᴀꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ɴᴏᴡ, ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱᴛɪᴄ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ꜱᴍɪʟɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ɴɪᴄᴇʟʏ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʜɪᴍ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ. ʜᴏᴡ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟʟʏ ᴠᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜᴘɪʟꜱ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴀᴅᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘᴇᴅ. ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀꜱᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʜɪᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ, ɴᴏᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ.

[kaeddehara]

so happy 2 see another bachira simp <3333

i have just a small thought about him possibly having a tongue piercing? we both know how much this boy loves sticking out his tongue😭😭

♱ warnings — nsfw + pussy eating + hair pulling + bachira is +22 + french kisses <333

yes of course!! he’s the absolute sweetest <3

also about him having a tongue piercing oh my god. i honestly think i’d go insane but besides the point. first off, he’d look adorable with it, i feel like piercings always make people look more mature so same applies to bachi <3. kisses with him would be so deep too—he’d make sure to use so much tongue. maybe a little too much but it’s bachi so you can’t help but want more from him <3. he’d let the metal ball rub against your tongue and make you filled with so many new sensations that normal kissing just wouldn’t have.

as for the more naughty topics—the head would go insane to say the absolute least. i already know bachi is a freak in bed it’s so obvious he’s unhinged so that just automatically translates to being him being a freak. ANYWAY. he’s so fucking good at eating pussy i just know. he’s so good at mixing tempos and how to apply pressure onto certain parts of your body. so when you add on his tongue piercing it just turns those feelings up by 10. he’d tease the metal ball around your clit and wouldn’t stop until you absolutely begged him to. even then, you’d have to pull him away from you—not that he wouldn’t love getting his hair pulled but besides the point—and try to shove his face back in. he knows what he’s doing when it’s comes to eating you out and with the piercing, it’s like heaven.

[gaarythehooman]

[bachiramegurustuff]

Dom! bachira x Sub! Male Reader.

Warning : Smut/Nsfw lol

Bachira Meguru had just come from the tournament he had just played. He was exhausted from the long match and decided to head into the locker room. It was empty so he went inside the shower rooms. You enter the locker room as well, not knowing that Bachira was inside the room. You heard moans from the bathroom to see that Bachira was jerking off inside there.

“h-hah…gh…” Bachira makes wet noises with his penis. he notices footsteps so he turns around and looks behind the curtains to see you standing there

"oh sorry i didn't mean to interrupt you."

"It's okay." He takes off his pants and underwear revealing his dick which was already hard from being watched by you

"Uhm..i guess i should go..and leave you alone"

"No! Don't leave!" He grabs onto your arm tightly trying not to let go of it.

"But"

"Please stay here for a little longer." His face gets redder than before as he stares at you with puppy dog eyes.

" Alright then.."

"Thank you so much!" He hugs you tight while still holding onto your arm.."Wanna have some fun~" He says seductively looking into your eyes with an evil grin on his face

"If you comfortable to do it.."

"Of course I am~" He pulls down your pants and underwear revealing your 7 inch long dick ,Takes out his tongue and licks your shaft all over until you cum inside his mouth "chira.." he swallows every drop of your cum

"A-aghh~"

"How did that feel baby~?" Smiles mischievously as he puts his hand under your shirt caressing your chest gently while licking his lips.

"i-it feels goood!~"

"Good~" Kisses you passionately while grabbing your ass cheeks firmly.Sucks your nipples making them harder than ever before..Keeps sucking on them until they bleed slightly.

Slides two fingers inside your asshole fingering it roughly while continuing to suck on your nipples

"A-ah!slow down c-chira..!!"

Stops sucking on your nipples and looks at you lovely "Why would I slow down when we're having such fun together~?" *Fucks your ass faster than before

"its hurt..!but..a-agh~.."

Rubs your back soothingly while fucking you even more aggressively now "You like this don't you? Being fucked by me, the one who cares about you most in this world. keeps going harder and deeper You want me to make~.."

"mhmmf~"

Cums deep inside your ass filling it completely up. "Ah!~" Lick your ass clean after he finished cumming there "There we go now everything is fine again. Don't be afraid to tell me if something hurts or bothers you okay? Gives you another kiss on the cheek And remember no matter what happens between us nothing will change how much I love you."

"I love you too chira..and thank you for being by my side.."

"Thank you for being so understanding." Hugs you tightly Now let's get some rest shall we? We both need our energy for tomorrow. Pins you against the wall and starts kissing you deeply while rubbing your crotch through your pants Mmmmmm....you smell so good right now. Let's go to the bed..sleep well my sunshine♡~

[pauljirai]

Another redraw of the bestboi ⚽💛

Pipipipi, I really love this part of the story

Original:

[iloveslllycatss]

you as bachira megurus girlfriend

[raintronic]

Part 01 | The B

I drew the B (bachira) from blue lock, he's a comfort character of mine and I was also in a mood to paint a tad bit haha : D

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Off topic: We are searching for a person (artist or not) that would be interested in hosting a blue lock zine together with me and my best friend. Since both me and my best friend have never been in a zine, at all, we don't know a lot of stuff, and we are only searching for another person that would want to work together with us! If interested, please shoot me a DM on my discord: Helios#9279 I will respond whenever I'm avaliable! Please read my DNI beforehand though, as to not have any misunderstandings! CARRD