#bllk aiku

[diasease]

"SEA-SALT FOAM" FOR YOUR MATCHA LATTE? you want sea-salt foam? your boyfriend can help with that!

CW: 231 words, lowkey nasty, gender not specified! reader, mdni!, under the cut: cum-eating, jerking off, deepthroating (?), possible pseudo foodplay if you look at it that way

YOU can't even fathom how you ended up here. you were complaining to your boyfriend about how the matcha latte you ordered earlier this afternoon was a bit too sweet for your liking, and somehow, the moment you mention wanting to add sea-salt foam to the top of your drink, it's like a switch flipped in your boyfriend.

One thing led to another, and here you are, trying to take the absolute girth that is your boyfriend's cock into your mouth, hands on your knees as you kneel in front of him. the asshole lets a smirk grace his face, thrusting deeper down your throat, making you choke. Tears fall from your eyes from the strain your jaw is taking sucking him all in, trying to keep up with the erratic pace he's now setting.

He just lets out a chuckle at your pathetic state, placing his hand on your head and gripping your hair tightly. "You wanted sea-salt foam, didn't you? Keep sucking, and you'll get it soon enough, mngh..."

He groans, forcing you to suck harder for your reward. It's no surprise that he cums in your mouth moments later, letting the hot liquid spill into your throat. "Swallow." And swallow you did. The taste was salty, but... you didn't exactly hate it.

It did help cleanse your palette though, so make sure to thank your boyfriend for that!

— Shidou Ryusei, Aiku Oliver, Kaiser Michael (?)

notes! i just wanted to be freaky im not even sure why i made this. inspired by the seafoam matcha latte i had yesterday. i apologize for the monstrosity i've written here

masterlist diasease ✶ do not repost

[pxrplechamxleon]

'Boys Beware' by Mad Tsai - Bllk Guys - Lyrics Headcanons

'He had a smile that all the girls adored'

Nanase, Yukimiya, Karasu

'Makes you feel like you've become insane'

Bachira, Kunigami(Wild Card)

'That boy might be the worst, but damn he looks fine'

Kaiser, Aiku

'He makes the devil wet his bed at nighttime'

Shidou, Rin, Barou

'He makes them fall down to their knees and cry'

Isagi, Sae

'You chew my heart like bubblegum'

Hiori, Chigiri

'And when he's had his fun he disappears'

Otoya

'I think i'd die for you'

Ness, Reo, Nagi

dividers by @steddiecameraroll-graphics

[the-lazyyy-artist]

It's not a coincidence... Right?...

RIGHT???

AT THE SAME!!! DAMN!!! TIME!!!

Yes, they are my favorite U-20 boys, and I will *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEEEEEEP* *BEEP BEEEP* *BEEEEP* and love them as they are 🥺🥺

normal rendering utc!!

[neeeooon]

Good afternoon, Elle. I'm here with my seventh? request. May I request: Divorcee!Blue Lock men finding out about their kid had with the ex-wife (Reader) after x. number of years. Characters: Chigiri, Yukimiya, any other characters you want

i gotchu ml <3 thank you for the req!

when they find out they have a kid

ex-husband!bllk x fem!reader. angst, cursing, mentions of sex (no smut), chigiri and yuki’s kids have names

chigiri hyoma

-> “no way,” your legs shake as you take in your ex-husband’s appearance for the first time in nearly six years

-> when chigiri sees the child behind you, he’s almost offended that you moved on so quickly, based on the child’s older age. but then he sees the bright red fridge peeking out from beneath the boy’s beanie, and his heart stops

-> you hurriedly grab your son’s hand. “come on, hikari. we’re going to miss the bus, and i don’t want you out too long in this weather.” he mumbles a response and follows, but chigiri wraps a trembling hand around your arm, holding you in place

-> “y/n, what—“ “hey! let go of my mom!” hikari yells when he sees, immediately kicking chigiri in the shins in an attempt to “rescue” you

-> you would have laughed if you weren’t on the verge of a mental breakdown. telling your son to stop, you quickly step between the two and kneel down to match hikari’s height. “stop. thank you for protecting me, honey, but i… i know him. it’s okay.”

-> he’s not convinced, but your son knows better than to argue back with you. he shoots the man, his father, a single glare when you stand to catch chigiri’s shaky stare

-> “wh—y/n, what the fuck?” you decide against scolding him for cursing in front of a child considering the situation. “how old is he? how long… what the fuck! i have a son?”

-> you swallow hard. “yes.” behind you, hikari tenses. “he’s my dad? but he’s pretty!” you swat playfully at your son and try desperately not to laugh

-> the surprise meeting made you miss the bus, and chigiri offers to drive you home for a long overdue discussion

yukimiya kenyu

-> yukimiya never wanted his marriage to end. he loved you with everything within him, before and after everything happened, but your hectic work schedule always clashed with his, and you felt that you’d grown apart beyond repair

-> after one last night together, you left. you tried contacting your ex-husband when you cried over the positive pregnancy tests a month later, but his number had already been changed

-> you could have tried harder to reach out to him. you knew that. but how could you justify quitting your job to raise your daughter alone when you refused to leave to settle down with him?

-> you’re in the airport, returning home after visiting your parents. your daughter complained about being cold, so you stepped out of the way to grab her jacket from her suitcase. when you turned back to give it to her, she was gone

-> panic immediately clawed at your chest. no, no, no. she was right there! where could she have gone? frantic, you shove through the crowd, desperately calling your daughter’s name in hopes of her replying to you

-> with her pretty brown curls, your daughter is the spitting image of her father. tears of relief stream down your face when you spot your daughter jumping around a man, her arms raised to he held by him

-> you recognize him the instant you got a good look at his features, but you don’t even care. “nari!” you sobbed, dropping to your knees and scooping the little girl to your chest. “don’t ever leave without telling me, do you understand?”

-> “but, i found dada!” she giggled, completely oblivious to the hell she put you through. yukimiya stares down at you, jaw set. when nari pulls on his legs, he crouches down to match your heights

-> “y/n.” “kenyu.” “still working?” “…” you can’t reply. nari stumbles over to your ex-husband and squishes his cheeks between her hands. “isn’t dada handsome! i love him so much!” yukimiya gently removes himself from her grip to turn away so she doesn’t see him tearing up. there’s no denying that she is a yukimiya, so you force yourself to ask for kenyu’s new number. “we can talk about this later.”

nagi seishiro

-> “please don’t tell him,” you begged reo as he stared down at the grey-eyed toddler huddling by your legs

-> you were never close to reo despite being married to his best friend. you couldn’t deal with their work schedule, and nagi wasn’t willing to put the effort in to save your marriage, so you changed your number and left while he was playing an away game

-> reo tracked you down on social media two years later, wanting to check up on you when he stumbled across you and your son

-> “how could you keep this from him?” reo interrogated you, furious on his best friend’s behalf. his reaction set you off. “not tell him? as if he would even care! i’m doing what’s best for my son, and it’s keeping him to myself and loving him enough for the both of us.”

-> you didn’t know what reo already texted nagi before knocking on your door. the elevator dings, and your stomach drops when you spot your ex-husband with a bored expression on his face. the slight widening of his eyes is the only indication that he recognizes you

-> “wassup?” he says to your toddler, making you scoff. despite you, your son breaks out into the loudest, most gleeful laugh you’d ever heard him make. “sup!” he yells, trying to mimic nagi

-> you rub your forehead, extremely stressed, as nagi’s lip twitches at your son. “hm. mine?” “yep.” “his name?” you tell him, and when nagi calls to your son, he screams with laughter

-> you stand in the doorway with reo, watching nagi and your son playing together. “i don’t like this,” you admit, and reo nods. “it’s a distraction, for sure.” “wow. sorry my child, the one i wanted to keep from him, is a distraction. it’s almost as if i didn’t tell him for a reason.”

-> “you should have told me.” nagi’s voice startles you, as you didn’t even know he was listening. glancing up, his hooded eyes meet yours, and you can barely make out the tiny glint of hurt in them. “he’s cool. i’d had wanted to meet him.”

michael kaiser

-> kaiser was devastated when his marriage to you failed. he didn’t admit it at the time, too prideful and blinded by his rage for the game, and it was one of the reasons you got divorced in the first place

-> that devastation pales in comparison to what he feels when he sees you five years later. you and the little girl in your arms. the little girl with eyes just like his

-> “y/n,” your name is a choked whisper, but even if the crowded grocery store, you’d recognize it anywhere. guilt swells in your chest as you turn and lock eyes with your ex-husband. eyes like your daughters

-> she gives your hand a tug when she feels you freeze. “come on, mommy. we need to get the choco bears before they run out!” but you can’t move beneath kaiser’s unblinking gaze

-> as you watch kaiser staring down at his daughter, pain prevent on his face, you realize what a horrible mistake you’ve made

-> “kaiser, i…” but what could you possibly say? you always blamed his pride for destroying your marriage, when you were the one too prideful to ask for help. to tell him you had his daughter

-> your daughter gives your hand another tug. “mommy, the bears…” but she trails off when she sees how hard this random blond guy is staring at her. uncomfortable, your daughter shuffles behind your legs and out of his view

-> rubbing his eyes, kaiser roughly clears his throat and schools his features. “care to explain?”

oliver aiku

-> you and aiku got married on a whim. you’d been sleeping together for a few weeks, got wasted after he won at nationals, and got married that night

-> you were divorced a few days later and mutually decided to block each other, worried you might make another mistake if you met up again. little did you know, a big “mistake” was already planted !

-> four years later, you’re the single mom to a little girl with heterochromia. and her dad has no idea

-> you honestly believed you’d never see oliver ever again, and the thought didn’t bother you. you didn’t know him, not really. he was more of a one-night stand than an accidental husband, and knowing how much power he had as a professional soccer player, you weren’t going to risk him taking your daughter away from you

-> working at a bar by a soccer stadium, you’re usually up to date on which teams play when and always find cover on the days oliver is in town. however, your daughter has been sick, and after staying home with her, you’re out of money and can’t afford to miss work

-> of course, that’s the day oliver and his teammates stop by after the match for drinks. you prayed he didn’t recognize you, but the second he walked through the doors and saw you, the smirk on his face gave him away

-> you grinned back, internally panicking, but tried to play it cool. he didn’t know you had a daughter, his daughter, and you planned to keep it that way

-> “if it isn’t my ex-wife,” he chuckled, ditching his team and taking a seat at the bar. “it’s been a while. you’ve gotten even more ethereal.” you scoffed. “you always had a way with words, my dear ex-husband.”

-> you talk for a little while, and when you think he’s about to leave, oliver reaches over the bar and snatches your phone from your pocket. “hey, wait!” but it’s too late. when he sees your wallpaper, a picture of you and your daughter, his playful demeanor is gone

-> “not many kids out there with eyes like mine,” he tries to joke, but you can hear the strain in his voice. “oliver—“ “i understand. you wanted to protect her. keep her from me and my lifestyle. i get it. but fuck, you couldn’t have let me know she exists?”

-> “i didn’t want you to take her away from me,” you confessed, eyes welling with tears despite how angry you felt. hurt crossed his features. “i’d never do that.” “yeah, we’ll, how was i supposed to know that? we’re practically strangers.”

-> his fingers tighten on your phone. “i want to meet her.” “no.” “please.” “i don’t feel comfortable with that. maybe one day, but not today. not today.” he’s quite for a long time. then, he types his number into your phone and drops several hundred dollars onto the table before leaving

pt 2 // pt 3

[mooomuzan]

first kiss |. bllk men

your first kiss with kaiser is as dramatic and unpredictable as he is. he doesn’t plan it—he just acts on impulse. it happens after one of his games, when he’s still riding the high of a win, grinning like he owns the world. you’re teasing him, saying something about how he’d better not let it go to his head, and he suddenly leans in, cutting you off mid-sentence. the kiss is bold and confident, leaving no room for doubt about how he feels. when he pulls back, his signature smirk is firmly in place. “what can i say? i always score,” he quips, completely unashamed, but the slight pink on his ears betrays just how much that moment meant to him.

your first kiss with aiku is as smooth and teasing as he is, happening when you least expect it. it’s after a playful argument, the two of you bantering back and forth as he leans casually against the wall, a mischievous smirk on his lips. he tilts his head, watching you with that infuriatingly confident gaze, and just as you’re about to fire back a retort, he leans in and kisses you. it’s slow and deliberate, leaving no room for doubt about how he feels. when he pulls away, he chuckles softly at your stunned expression, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “i told you i’d shut you up one day,” he says, his voice low and teasing, though the warmth in his eyes gives away just how much the moment meant to him.

your first kiss with rin comes only after months of quiet, unspoken moments that slowly build into something deeper. rin doesn’t rush things—he doesn’t know how to. it’s late one evening, the kind of night where the world feels still, and you’re sitting side by side, closer than usual. the silence between you is thick with unspoken feelings, and rin’s eyes flicker between yours and your lips, his nerves barely hidden. he doesn’t say a word; he just leans in, his breath trembling against your skin, his lips brushing yours so gently it feels like a question. the kiss is soft and tentative, almost unsure, but there’s a quiet desperation behind it, like he’s pouring all the emotions he can’t say into that single moment. when he pulls back, his face is flushed, and he mutters, “don’t make this a big deal,” but the way his fingers linger against yours says he’s already thinking about the next time.

your first kiss with nagi happens in the quiet comfort of his room, months into your relationship, when the lines between lazy companionship and something deeper have blurred completely. it’s unexpected—he tilts his head lazily toward you during one of his long silences, his fingers absentmindedly playing with yours, and presses the softest, sleepiest kiss to your lips. when he pulls back, his cheeks are faintly pink, and he mumbles, “this is nice… let’s stay like this,” before resting his head against your shoulder, like kissing you was the easiest and most natural thing in the world.

your first kiss with reo is every bit as heartfelt and intentional as he is, happening after he’s spent weeks—maybe months—building up the courage. it’s late in the evening, after he’s walked you home, the soft glow of streetlights casting a warm hue around you. he stops at your doorstep, his usual confidence faltering as he lingers, his hand brushing against yours. with a gentle but determined look, he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that’s tender but filled with the unmistakable passion he’s been holding back. when he pulls away, he’s grinning, his cheeks flushed, and he whispers, “i’ve been wanting to do that forever… it was worth the wait.”

your first kiss with isagi is sweet and unassuming, happening in a moment so ordinary it feels perfect. it’s after one of his matches, the adrenaline still buzzing in his veins as you walk beside him, laughing about something silly. he stops suddenly, his hand catching yours as he turns to face you, his eyes soft but determined. “i need to tell you something,” he says, his voice a little shaky, and before you can ask what, he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that’s shy but full of emotion. when he pulls back, his cheeks are bright red, and he rubs the back of his neck, mumbling, “sorry, i couldn’t wait any longer.”

your first kiss with sae is deliberate, yet it still leaves you breathless. it happens one quiet evening, the two of you sitting side by side after his training. the air is crisp, his teal eyes catching the faint glow of the streetlights as he turns to you. “come here,” he says, his voice steady but low, and before you can respond, his hand brushes your cheek, guiding you closer. his lips meet yours, firm and confident, like he’s taking what he’s been waiting for. when he pulls back, his face lingers close, his breath warm against your skin. “you should’ve seen this coming,” he murmurs, a faint smirk playing on his lips, but there’s something soft in his eyes that makes your heart race.

[rensukepie]

*ೃ༄ “i wanna ride!” (ride!)

┈─ ੈ✩‧₊˚ o. a

contains : face riding, aiku teases you with his stubble :;(, aiku’s nose hits your clit ^—^, cunnilingus :3, very shy reader, established relationship, pet names (doll, angel).

who is he to say no to his pretty girl when she wants to ride his face?

a/n : inspired by @aikuposer ‘s comment about his nose…

mdni (minors do NOT interact!!)

nsfw under the cut

“you’re very, very shy.” something that was said by multiple people, even aiku said it himself. you can’t really say your thoughts out loud to him, hell—you can’t say your thoughts out loud to anybody! you can’t say them without this flush coming to your face, sounds of your stutters flying out of your mouth.

“how can you not say your thoughts out loud? i’d talk and talk everyday if i had a boyfriend…” your friend said, lips going into a pout as she talks about not having a boyfriend.

“you know… you should reallyyy tell aiku about your thoughts.. especially about that one thing..” she smiles, bursting out laughing when she thinks about it.

gosh, you regret telling your friend about that now.

aiku had a bigger nose, and he’s just so, so handsome! you can’t really believe he’s your boyfriend sometimes, you wanna try something new with him in bed though, you’ve been thinking about it allll week already! the thought of his nose hitting your clit as you ride his face, his tongue licking at your cunt.

if only you weren’t so scared of talking about your feelings.

you knew that if you weren’t so scared, maybe you’d be more comfortable about talking about your desires for him, your needs for him.

“yeah, but what if he thinks it’s weird, what if i get dumped right there—“ you say worriedly before getting cut off.

“i can absolutely guarantee you he won’t find you weird…. c’mon! tell him tonight when he comes home from his soccer game or something!” your friend says in a convincing tone that always ends up working.

“okay.. i”lll try… but if it doesn’t go well, i’m blaming you.”

“and if it does go well, you better tell me everything!” your friend shouts, teasing you even more about your boyfriend before you head back home.

┈─ ੈ✩

you’re at home now, waiting for aiku to come home from his soccer game, cooking a quick meal before you head his key jingling from outside.

“hi aiku!” you say excitedly, turning off the stove before hugging him, the familiar scent of his cologne.“missed you so much…” you whine, your voice sweet like honey.

gosh—he loves when you get clingy like this! you’re so sweet to him, so good to him.

“missed you too, sweet girl…” he says, giving you a peck before heading to the shared room between the two of you.

┈─ ੈ✩

“aiku… wanna tell you something… just really quick! ‘s been on my mind all week..” you softly say, really hoping that he can’t hear the fast beating of your heart as he scrolls away watching those silly baby chick videos he always loved.

“hm? go ahead, pretty… i’ll listen to you.” he faces your face, burning red from what you’re about to say to him.

“i wanna try something new in bed…” you say, your face into his neck, a quiet tone when you speak to him.

“oh? what did you have in mind, angel?”

“i wanna ride your face… your nose would be hitting my clit… m’sorry if it’s weird aiku i—“

“oh fuck…” he groans, his cock hardening at your words. “well, who am i to deny my pretty girl for asking so nicely, right?”

┈─ ੈ✩

“a—aiku… ohh… mmf—!♡” you whimper softly, your clit hitting his nose as you grind your hips back and fourth. if you weren’t so shy, you would’ve done this before!

“hm? feels good, right? don’t gotta be so shy now, angel…” he murmurs softly, his hands wandering to both your hips and ass.

you can’t even hear what he’s even saying to you, but his voice is vibrating into your cunt with his little groans about how good you taste and it just feels so, so good to you! you bet he’s doing it just to tease you.

“y-you’re doing that on purpose—hah..! mmf—..” you moan again, but get caught off guard when you feel his stubble on your clit, the texture of it adding even more pleasure. “aiku—! f-feels s’good…mmf..—you’re teasing me..—♡”

he continues to tease you, his tongue going a bit faster at your cunt, your hip movements getting more lazy as the pleasure catches up to your body, the weird sensation on your clit.

“gonna give up on me now, doll? we’ve only just started…” he groans, the feeling of his lips smirking on your very soaked cunt.

“c—can’t take anymo— aiku! m’gonna cum! pleasepleaseplease—… mmf!…♡”

┈─ ੈ✩

“t-thank you aiku… s’good…. missed you, by the way..” you whisper as you wrap your arms around him on the bed, your fucked out state showing off. the one that aiku always saw when he made you feel good.

what a good boyfriend he is to take care of your needs.

[yanderebluelockfan]

EVERY SIBLING DUO FOR REAL 😂😂😂💘🥰💕🙂😭🙏🗣️💞🌞🥺😢😔❌😞🤩❤️🔥💯🚒😬🌅🥲💀😶✨😱💝🌄🎙️🪔👍💲💰💰💸💵

[dollbrbie]

oliver ♡ : hi baby i miss you, come over tonight?

your vibrating phone takes your attention away from sae, who had you straddling him as he leant against the headboard of his hotel room, his hands lazily on your hips as he kissed your lips, nibbling on the bottom of your lip, “who’s that?”

“hm, not sure..”, you say, reaching over and grabbing it before looking at the messages that lit up your screen.

seeing it was your boyfriend, your cheating boyfriend, you’d be lying if you said you felt anything at all. you had found out oliver had been cheating on you a couple of months ago, and it killed you. you obviously confronted him, the tears in your eyes spilling all down your face whilst oliver coaxed you into staying with him with his gentle lies and sweet promises.

you believed him, you really did. just to find out he was still cheating. you knew you were too attached to just leave him and cut off all contact. so, you thought why not get payback. oliver had really underestimated how vengeful you could be, sleeping with his own teammate.

“anyone important?”, sae asks.

you type up your reply, sending it before smiling at sae, shaking your head, “no.”

baby ♡ : i’m sorryyyyy :( i’m super busy tonight, maybe tomorrow?

oliver sighs at the text. he knew he was losing you, and he knew you was with another guy. he didn’t have definitive proof, but he saw the questionable texts between you and other guys, the ‘settings’ notification from your phone and your instant reaction to hide it. it was all the same tactics he used.

he never said anything about it either, it’s not like he was in any position to. and despite what you believed, he really did love you. it was just hard for him to give up his life as a single man, even though he knew that was no excuse. he didn’t just want to lose you. he thought maybe if you had your fun like him, you both could work things out, but he knew it was wishful thinking.

“it’s alright, sweets. i don’t need to head off after all.”, oliver says, forcing a smile on his face as he looked down at the naked girl who stared at him with pure adoration whilst he sat in her bed, his back against the headboard.

she smile, “good. i can have you all to myself.”

“yeah..”, he breaths out, putting his phone back on her nightstand, wondering how the hell he got himself into a situation like this, struggling to find any reasonable solution.

© dollbrbie | don’t plagiarise or translate any of my work

[gojosoreos]

my blue lock art series so far 🥰 rin and bachira are next~

(sendou’s has a watermark on it as the rights were bought by his VA)

[thebestsetter]

Oliver Aiku can have any girl he wants. Anytime he wants.

He has always been a charmer. He's used to getting all the ladies he wants, anytime he wants. It comes naturally to him, really. His looks, charm, and charisma have all led to his fame with the "female population," as he calls it.

So, when you started dating him, everybody warned you. Your mom, dad, friends, and even your annoying sibling. He has a bad reputation, they said. And it was true. He was known to appear on the news with a new sidepiece every week. From random girls to models to athletes, he can have them all. And he breaks up with them all (and leave them heartbroken, too)

That's why you weren't really surprised. Of course, you were hurt, but you kind of already expected it to happen, even if that makes you a bad girlfriend. You have been dating for only 9 months, after all. He would get bored of you eventually. Well, it was good while it lasted. You were totally okay with it. Really.

At least that was what you tried to show everybody. But you can't fool your heart.

It was clear the break-up had taken a toll on you. You really, really liked him. You really thought you could change him. Pathetic. Stupid. You were so, so stupid. Men don't change. Especially cheaters. Once a cheater, always a cheater, they say. You should have listened.

When nobody was close, you always broke down crying. Everything reminded you of him. From the silly plushie he gave you on your arcade date to his toothbrush on your sink that you, for some reason, could not get rid of to, of course, those 100 calls he gave you everyday from unknown numbers, even if you had already blocked him everywhere you could.

This was your reality for the first 2 months after the break-up. You felt discouraged to do anything besides lying on the couch all day and surviving off of noodles and ice cream. You were terrible.

But everything ends, eventually. Be it a good thing or a bad one. In this case, you were glad it ended.

After much help from your friends and family, you were starting to feel like yourself again. The world was no longer grey and sad. Life had gotten better. You had gotten better. Everything was going perfectly.

Until it wasn't. Until your ex-boyfriend showed up at your doorstep at exactly 2:41 a.m., drunk and babbling nonsense and asking - no, pleading - to be taken back.

What you didn't know was that Aiku had a completely opposite experience after your break-up.

At first, he didn't make a big deal out of it. He was actually a little relieved - what had gotten over him to have stayed so long in the same relationship? For most people, 9 months is little time. For Oliver Aiku, it was an eternity. Most of his relationships lasted less than a month. He couldn't help it. Most girls bore him. He has to break up with them.

After the initial phase of calling you and being left on voicemail lots of times, he figured you wouldn't give him another chance. And he had no reason to plead for one. He was Oliver Aiku, for God's sake! He can have any girl he wants. Anytime he wants.

He began partying again. He had stopped partying when he was in a relationship with you. And, man, did he miss it.

Kissing faceless strangers, going to bed with girls he didn't even know the name of, appearing on the news every week with a new girl.

Old Oliver Aiku was back. The one from before he met you.

This was his reality for about 2 months after your breakup. It felt like sugar rush, like being high on drugs or something (even if he never did - and would never do - any drugs). It felt good. Life without you was good.

But everything ends, eventually. Be it a good thing or a bad one. In this case, he was sad they did.

Suddenly, everything reminded him of you. Your skincare products on the sink, that he had already used to the very end for some reason and yet couldn't find anywhere that sold them (he was almost buying it off the internet), the stupid polaroid of you two on the back of his clear phone case (he swore he had thrown it away when you two broke up), a book you were reading and accidentally left it at his home (he made a mental note to give it back to you someday. Maybe even ask you if he could borrow it. He already read it twice, actually, but he just wanted reasons to see you again).

Life suddenly felt dull. He had no one waiting for him at home, no one to make him dinner, no one to cuddle with, no one to make him watch stupid rom-coms.

Those other girls were just so boring. They didn't treat him like you did. They weren't you. But he was scared to admit that he missed you more than he let on.

Life with you was supposed to be good. Until it wasn't.

Until one fateful day, he drank too much. He downed beer after beer after beer. He was more than tipsy - he was utterly intoxicated.

His feet carried him to your house almost immediately. It was as if he was on autopilot, his brain finally acknowledging what only his heart did: he missed you. And it hurt.

That's how you both find yourself in this situation.

You, on one hand, were kinda disgusted. He was drooling, clearly out of his mind, drunk as hell, and looking really sad. It almost made you feel bad fir the guy.

On the other, you were absolutely delighted. Satisfied, even. He was hurting, too, just like you did. He missed you. He was begging to be taken back. You almost couldn't stop the smirk appearing on your face.

Aiku was looking pathetic. On his knees, hugging your legs and apologizing for all he did. For everything. For cheating, for hurting you, for making you feel like shit. He wanted - no, he needed you back on his life.

He held you like you were everything, and in that moment, you really were. You have always been his everything. He just couldn't acknowledge it before. He was blinded by lust. But now he was righting his wrongs and trying to be a part of your life again. He was not going to hurt you again.

He was everything you didn't want to see anymore. He have always been what you despised in a man, you just couldn't see it before. You were blinded by love. But now, you were righting your wrongs, and you wouldn't let him back on your life again. You were not going to let him hurt you again.

You yelled at him. Called him names so bad he doesn"t even want to remember. And when he pleaded again, you closed the door.

Not even the bangs on your door would make you open it. You didn't want to see him anymore. You were officially over the man who caused you so much pain. And it felt good. Life without Oliver Aiku felt good.

Banging at your door, Aiku felt stupid. He felt sad. He felt disgusted at himself for doing what he did to you. He felt sick.

He was stupid. So, so stupid for throwing away a girl like you.

Oliver Aiku could have any girl he wants. Anytime he wants.

But he didn't want any girl at any time. He wanted you, his girl, right now.

Masterlist

[imraespace]

A LEAGUE PLAYER !

synopsis: a normal gamer like yourself normally plays games! but by yourself.. one game that everyone knows you play is.. well.. league of legends.. league of legends? the game that's known for the toxicity? yes! YET that same toxicity brought you to..

SEISHIRO X READER

GENRE: full on crack , fluff(I think) , ENEMIES TO LOVERS

STATUS: HIATUS

CHAMPIONS

EPISODE 0 (w)

EPISODE 1

EPISODE 2

EPISODE 3

EPISODE 4

EPISODE 5

EPISODE 6

EPISODE 7

EPISODE 8

EPISODE 9

EPISODE 10

bonus(?):

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NOTE: short smau bcos I've been gone n I wanna make it up and this idea is haunting me.. and it's a crimus gift

WARNING: league😱 and erm idk league stuff.. ITS LEAGUE TAHTS THE EARNINF. oh and swearing heh

TAGLIST: @semisutopia @kittenish0 @nothingseenstuff @deonsx @bluberrymochi17 @momoriii-i @syarc0re @azharyy @mi2ukiss @ocyeanicc @academiq @jayathelostdragon @rwbie @yamsverse @sara4uuu @lorisheaven @mymelodyfanatic @reverrieee @anqelkoz @belovedfedya @tojirin @chaoslibra @clematisw @lenecoded @meekydeeks @azinniyaa @pookalicious-hq @chaerinmin @aerisevx @vayahatesu @cjutysjk @lovelymeguru @morgyyyyyyy @kokoscutie @levislug @modxbea @fourthkoi @chuuyalvover @yolkyuyi @deezy12299 @nensi @ravenbc (OPEN)

[luvingshidou]

heh...... he looks so baby without his beard 😭😭

[neeeooon]

surely make a part 3 for “when your parents walk in on you” it was so good🙏🙏🙏 characters id wanna see would are hiori, aiku, bachira, kaiser and barou but u can add whoever u want 😗

TYTY this took way too long sorry ml I HOPE U ENJOY 🫶

when your parents walk in on you pt 3

bf bllk x gn!reader. 16+ cw: suggestive!! aiku’s and barou’s are nsfr, slight nudity in aiku’s (nothing graphic)

hiori yo

-> you’re all over each other before you’ve even entered your apartment. so caught up in the moment, you completely forget it’s friday: game night with your parents. the night you’re supposed to introduce your new boyfriend to your family

-> your hands slide up hiori’s hoodie as you kick your shoes off and stumble into your apartment, lips still pressed together, when you hear someone clearing their throat

-> breaking apart, you nearly scream when you spot your parents sitting on the couch, a board game laid out in front of them. they stare at you and hiori as you hurriedly pull apart, both flaming in embarrassment

-> “it’s friday,” your dad deadpans, and you clear your throat before slowly grabbing hiori’s hand. he doesn’t seem nearly as freaked out as you, which helps to keep you grounded. “right. this is hiori, my boyfriend.”

-> it takes several minutes for the tension to become manageable, and your parents finally stand to greet him. “hiori. we heard so much about you.” “y/n’s told me so much about you, as well. congrats on your promotion, mrs. y/l/n.”

-> that’s enough to win your mother over, because she clings to hiori’s side for the rest of the night, showering him with compliments and advice. while you can tell your father still isn’t pleased at seeing his kid making out in front of him, he keeps his comments to a minimum for the rest of the night

oliver aiku

-> you told him your parents were coming over to meet him for dinner at 6. it’s 4:45. his response? “i can have you satisfied and cleaned up before then.”

-> you take his word for it, sprawled out across your bed as aiku smirks down at you from above. his hands trail shamelessly over your body, familiar with the feel of it beneath his fingers

-> he’s successfully unclothed you, ready to finish you off when you hear your front door open and shoot upright. “are we expecting guests?” “not yet? it’s not even 5..” you stare at each other before stumbling off the bed and reaching for something to defend yourselves

-> your pants are completely forgotten as you grab your lamp, and a shirtless aiku holds your hairbrush like a sword as he positions himself in front of you

-> you both scream, ready to charge when he door opens, causing your startled parents to scream in return. you instantly grab oliver’s shoulder to stop him from whacking your dad with a hairbrush. “dad, mom! what are you doing here? we said 6!”

-> they stare at you and your boyfriend, taking several seconds to calm down before blowing up. “y/n?! you were going to throw a lamp at your own mother?!” “i didn’t know you were my mother when you broke into my house!” “the door was unlocked!” “that doesn’t make it legal?!”

-> as you and your mom argue, oliver slowly stands beside your dad with his hands shyly covering his bare chest. “so. it’s nice to meet you, mr. y/l/n.” “yep. you drink beer?” “hell yes.”

bachira meguru

-> you locked your front door before locking lips with your boyfriend, who was still slightly sweaty from a very intense day of soccer practice

-> “y/n,” he managed between feverish kisses. you hummed, distracted as you ran your fingers through and gently tugged on his damp two-toned hair. “i think.. someone’s.. at the door.”

-> you groan against his lips and tell him to ignore it, reveling in the feeling of his hands gliding up your shirt. bachira nods against your neck before moving up to reconnect your lips when the lock clicks and your door flies open

-> “hello!” your mother greets, and you can see your spare key in her outstretched hand before the rest of her body turns the corner. it gives you enough time to separate from bachira, who is frantically straightening your shirt as you try to flatten down his hair

-> by the time your mom locks eyes on you, you and your boyfriend are standing on opposite sides of the kitchen counters. “mom, what have i said about using my emergency key to break in?!” “i brought churros, though!” any wrongdoings are immediately forgotten

-> “oh, right. mom, this is bachira. meguru, this is my mom.” he beams at her, eyes closed as he waves in greeting. “hello, y/n’s mom!”

-> she chuckles and places the churros down for the two of you to enjoy. “please, y/m/n is fine!”

michael kaiser

-> kaiser won a game, and you were waiting for him in your brand new house

-> you’d just moved in together, so you didn’t have any furniture yet. since he had a game relatively early, you decided to move some stuff from your separate apartments to your combined one after. that didn’t mean you couldn’t have a little fun beforehand

-> you were seated on the center island, kaiser standing between your legs as he kissed you breathless. you’d already lost your shirts, and you could tell it would be long before he worked your sweats off next

-> before you can get that far, the door slams open, thumping against the wall and startling you apart. you’re able to pull your shirt over your head just in time, as the pile of boxes in your mother’s arms block you from her view

-> “boyfriend, do you mind helping this old lady out?” your mom asks kaiser in a strained voice, and he shakes out of his shock before jumping up and grabbing the top boxes to reveal your mother’s flushed face. “ah, there you two are! it’s a pleasure to finally meet you..?”

-> “michael,” kaiser fills in the blank for her as your father makes his way into your living room. he huffs as he does a little spin. “you two better be using protection.”

-> and the color drains from your face. “dad! we don’t even have any furniture yet!” “didn’t stop your mother and me. you do remember the story of how you were conceived, don’t—“ “oh god, please stop talking or i’m gonna throw myself off the balcony.”

barou shouei

-> he was too on edge to lay a finger on you after you told him your parents wanted to meet him. barou’s a nice guy, but he can come off a bit strong at times, and he didn’t want to accidentally intimidate your parents

-> however, just because he didn’t want to touch you didn’t mean you would follow suit

-> barou’s fiddling with his tie, clearly frustrated with the damn thing, so you offer a helping hand. and once you give his tie a satisfied tug, you drop down to your knees before him

-> “y/n, your parents—“ “aren’t here yet. we’ve got plenty of time.” how can he say no when you’re in front of him looking like that?

-> but before your fingers can loop around his belt, your door is thrown open. “y/n! who’s car is parked out—oh!”

-> you fall flat on your ass before jumping to your feet with barou’s help. “mom! knocking?” “we said we’d be here early!” you may have been a bit preoccupied to check your texts

-> barou, red in the face, tightens his grip on your hand as he gulps in your parents presence. “hello.” your mother, still slightly flustered, chuckles her awkwardness away and step forward to embrace him. “it’s a pleasure to finally meet you, shouei!”

pt 1 // pt 2

[the-original-skipps]

|| BLUE LOCK || TEAM EXPEDITIONS_3 || @baseyard tokyo ||

[rensukepie]

— :·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳#. “fuck valentines day, i only want you tonight” —·˚ ༘ o. a

contains + warnings : swearing, established relationship, making out, p in v, fingering, praise, tummy bulge, cunnilingus, breeding(?),pet names, lmk if there should be more warnings!

sypnosis : aiku wanted to take you out to dinner for valentine’s day, but it seems he had other plans after seeing you.

a/n : was supposed to release on vday but i knocked out on my bed too early the night of <\3

for you @aikuposer :3!!

MDNI!!! (minors do NOT interact!)

your boyfriend, oliver aiku being a famous soccer player meant that he had the money.

so why not take you out on valentines day? just a little fancy restaurant date with good reviews and such. plus, its the day of love, so obviously he’s gonna take you out with no care to cameras flashing at the both of you.

but that is until you show him the outfit you are wearing to go out to dinner with him.

“you look so pretty” he thinks. you’ve curled your hair, which you never do. you’re also in a fancy dress that you had bought a while ago, which you didn’t get the time or occasion to wear it until now.

you get him so damn hard. it’s just something about you.

“do you like it, aiku? i hope it’s not too much…” you say worriedly, looking at yourself in the mirror again, fixing your hair.

“no, no. don’t fix anything about it, angel. you look so good… want you for myself tonight..” he whispers, pulling you into a small kiss on the lips that is suddenly turned into a deep kiss, his tongue deep in your mouth with his hands roaming around your body.

“mmf… a—aiku…♡” you whimper into the kiss. all thoughts floating away about the dinner he had intended to take you out to. “m—more… wan’ more… ♡” you whine as he pulls away from the kiss. pulling your body towards the shared bed you both sleep on, pushing you onto it softly. “m’gonna make your valentine’s day a hundred times better tonight… don’t want that, baby?”

“m—mhm… pleaseee… do anything—! need you, aiku…♡” you murmur to him desperately, eyes wide and giving a yearning look for him, a look that signals that you’ve thought about this for too long.

“oh…you pretty girl…. needy lil’ thing tonight, aren’t you?” he coos at you as he slowly takes off your dress, kissing you again in the process, your sensitive buds hitting the cold air in the room as he takes off the dress fully. “so sensitive too…” he says with a little laugh, playing with your tits with his massive hands.

“n-no.. m’not sensitive…” you mewl as you try to convince him, it just isn’t working.

“hm… i don’t know about that…” he teases, continuing to play with your tits. “you’re getting so whiny and needy for any sort of touch… it’s so fucking adorable, sweets.. ♡”

“prove it to me then… im not sensitive i swear…!” you try to convince desperately, but not for long before you feel his knee press up against your needy slit.

“m—mfhh… aiku…. o—ohh…♡” you whine desperately as you feel his knee press up between your thighs, grinding yourself on his thigh a little as he continued his actions to you. “feels good, doesn’t it, angel? see? i told you you’re sensitive… needy fucking girl..”

:·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳

he stops his actions between your legs, kissing down your body and replacing his knee with his mouth, giving one more kiss to your cunt before taking your panties off. “so wet and eager f’me, aren’t we?” he teases before licking and sucking on your desperate, wet slit. “tastes fucking amazing, baby….its like you were made for me..”

you feel his fingers slide up and down at your slit and his tongue moved up to your clit, his long fingers entering your cunt easily. you feel like your body’s gonna explode out of pleasure because of his skilled fingers and tongue. “gonna cum already? you’re so needy…” he jokes, looking at you with a teasing smile.

oliver is smart when it comes to your body language, he knows that you’re close to the edge, which makes him speed his movements up to get you there. he wants to make you finish, to make you feel good. only the best for his pretty lady!

:·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳

you take off aiku’s clothes, his hard cock springing out of his boxers, a bead of pre on the tip of it. you’re still so intimidated by his cock despite the fact that you’ve been dating him for so long. it’s just so big! the stretch that his dick makes you go through feels so good in your cunt, especially when you say something to rile him up by a little.

“you look a little nervous, angel… too big for you?”

“m—mhm… ‘s not gonna fit… too big, aiku..” you whine, looking at him with wide eyes similar to a deer slapping his cock on your stomach, showing you how deep it could go inside of you. “you always say that, baby… and what happens every time, hm? it ends up always fitting inside that tight pussy of yours.. it kisses that cervix of yours, doesn’t it?” he says, sliding his cock up and down your slit, coating it in your arousal before he puts it inside of you, a bulge in your tummy appearing due to his cock being too big.

“aiku… o—ohhh… s—so big… mmf…” you whimper softly as he buries his cock fully to the hilt inside of you, your cunt twitching around his girthy length. it almost feels like it’s your first time with him again with the way his cock stretches you out.

his thrusts inside of you are deep and slow. aiku likes to be rough during sex, but today was different, he wanted to take his time with you, to show you the love he has for you.

“f—fuck… your pretty pussy’s sucking me in…♡” he moans, coming down to kiss your neck and chest again as he continues to thrust his cock inside of you. “so pretty taking all of me, angel… l—love your cunt s’much…” he whines, the tone in his voice indicating that he won’t be lasting inside of you for long.

“m’gonna cum inside of you, baby… w—wanna make you into a pretty mommy…♡ …o—ohh ffuck—! do you want that, sweets?”

“m—mhm…. need your cum, aiku…! m’gonna cum too…♡!” you whimper as you have your second orgasm of the night.

it may not seem like it, but he really wanted to start a happy family with you, he truly believes that you’re the one for him, and it will stay that way.

[yanderebluelockfan]

WITH OR WITHOUT BANGS I DONT CARE ILL LOVE HIM ANYWAYS 💕😘🤧😘💕💀🚑🙏🥺🤗😁☠️🙂🙃👍✨😎💥🔥💗🦈😨💜🍼🐥🗣️😏😊😍💔❤️♥️🥰