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jikagu · 11 months
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FIRST TIME WITH THE BOYS
pairing: isagi x fem!reader, bachira x fem!reader, chigiri x fem!reader, ego x fem!reader
summary: just the boys first time with you <33
notes: this was fun to headcanon lol
ISAGI
literally a nervous mess with you
"um, am i doing this right?"
cums a lot 🙏
he was really shy abt the idea of oral 😭
"wait—you? want to suck it?"
"do you feel—good? cuz' i do." he slurred, pussy drunk. it hurt for the first few minutes and he let you adjust for a bit before he started moving.
"ye—s, fuck!" you moan, bucking your hips.
"so,, so, big!" you bit your lip, closing your eyes tightly.
"cummin,'" isagi slurred as you nodded. you both were so sensitive from earlier since it was your first time and already came so much.
isagi fell limp on top of you, taking his cock out.
"love you, baby." he sighed.
BACHIRA
this boy is so in love with you that when you asked about sex he immediately nodded
it seemed like he knew what he was doing but he was still a virgin, just watched porn a lot
"where IS THE CLIT??" he yelled, analyzing your pussy 😭
"bachira what the fuck"
when things got going, he was like a rabbit in heat.
"FOUND IT"
"wha—oh fuck!"
"WRONG HOLE, BACHIRA STOP A—"
"fuck, i love you so much baby." he desperately leaned in for a sloppy kiss as drool tickled your chin.
"so good, so good…" you repeated, tightly hanging on to the pillow he gave you.
it hurt for a bit so this boy gave you a pillow to take your pain out on, but he was impatient so he kept slamming in and out of you.
"slow—er bachira!" your lower stomach turned in ways you didn't know of,, it felt — so good
"cumming!" you yelped, bachira eyeing you.
"you squirt?" 😥
CHIGIRI
this man was so fucking gentle with you it even drove you crazy
"chigiri, you can go faster.." you mewled, your legs wrapped around his back
"i want you to feel good.. i don't wanna hurt you." the love sick boy caressed your face
chigiri would be gentle the entire time omg
"fuck you? no—i—wanna make love." he said, bashfully looking away. it was kind of embarrassing and cheesy, but he didn't care in the end.
"i love you so much baby." chigiri cooed, reaching your g-spot continuously.
"so tight 'round me." he smiled.
in
out
in
out
it was relatively slow, but—he just kept reassuring you he'd go faster.
"oh baby, im gnna' cum." he whimpered, closing his eyes before feeling the condom fill up.
"love you babygirl."
EGO
for his first time he was super cocky like wtf
"yeah? suck my cock."
"bitch who r u talking to."
"sorry."
he was big into spanking you and degrading you like crazyy
i guess it just always stuck on him
you'd think he'd be nervous and kinda worried but no, he knew what he was doing which was kinda weird
sounds of skin slapping filled the room with how aggressive ego was being with you. he held onto you as he slammed in you, grunts filling the room as well.
"ego oh my god! you,, so big—i can feel you inside of me!" you whined and whimpered before ego smirked.
"where can you feel me, slut?" he degraded you, making your head go in spirals.
"mmh, right here.." you moved your hand to your lower stomach where there was a large bulge inside of you, pushing down on it.
now that? that made ego cum.
big time.
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chxxrybxxmb · 6 months
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: ̗̀➛ Met the professionals
Synopsis: after winning the U-20 match, Ego starts planning the third phase of the project and you were requested to come back a few days earlier than the players for a quick briefing and to introduce you the new people that you would be working with.
Reader is 18.
Warnings: fem!reader, English and Japanese honorifics, swearing, reader has a little brother, suggestive comment, reader wears a dress and has makeup on, flirting, hottest dilfs alive and Micheal Kaiser.
Ego in his sugar daddy era???
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“How’re you, Ego-San? I hope that you’ve been eating well for the past two weeks since I wasn’t here to cook for you.” You grinned kindly at your boss, entering the high tech office. Placing your handbag on the table, Ego doesn’t look at you and continues to immerse himself in important data.
“What’re you my mother? I don’t need you to look after me.”
“If I don’t look after you, who’ll make Japan win the World Cup?” You sassed. Approaching the table the looked at the holographic data floating mid air. You still wonder to yourself how much money went into this and how high tech this all was.
“Anri-San told me over the phone that I should come back a few days earlier than the players, when I tell you that those boys-”
“Ah, ah.” He raises his hand over to your mouth, stopping you from saying anything and you huffed, sitting on the tables edge. “Alright, tell me-” A holographic screen slides to your direction, revealing the information before you.
“The third phase of this match is called the Neo Egoist League. Where players pick a team that matches their skills. This phase will introduce a variety of investments, including high salaries, various offers from different teams all over Europe to play in their leagues, and so many more,” you click on the icon, Germany and saw the familiar face of the one who beat Messi in a match from three years ago.
“Noel Noa…?”
“Oh, yeah. The teams the players will choose are England, Germany, Italy, France, and Spain. Each European team is an S-class team led by the most exceptional strikers…I think you already know them.” Cue for the familiar faces of famous football players to come into the screen. Chris Prince, Lavinho, Noel Noa, Marc Snuffy, and the familiar face of Julian Loki.
“After the players pick their respective teams, they will be separated into different stratums or buildings. Anri-Chan will be sending you the rest of the details. Don’t embarrass yourself when you’re up close with them.” He says, giving you a side eye as you stare at a picture of Snuffy. You immediately snapped back to your senses and swiped away the image of the Italian footballer.
“I-I won’t! What makes you say that?!” He huffs and pushes you off the table.
“Unpack your things and help the other staff with room preparations. You will be preparing for five teams with twenty plus players. Go away.” You huffed at him and fixed your clothes. “Can’t you be more gentle?! Geez!”
“What’s this?” You looked at the white box, wrapped with a black bow that Anri handed to you, she looks very excited you took notice. She beams at you as you placed it on the dining table.
“Open it! Ego-San got it for us.”
“That Vector look-a-like got us something? Are you sure he’s alright? Should I call a doctor?” You worried turned to the older woman. Cue for Ego to smack you on the back of you of your head with a file.
“Ow!”
“Be grateful, you waste of talent. I’m pretty sure you don’t have anything decent to wear.” He hissed, pointing at your working clothes and you gasped dramatically.
“These are my working clothes, asshat! I can’t run around working in a mini skirt.”
“Oh, come on, Ego-San. (Name)-Chan just got back and you’re already picking a fight with her!” Anri scolds the two of you, pulling both her boss and colleague apart before they tear each other apart. “Just open the gift and tell me if it fits. Don’t approach me if it isn’t your style.” Ego spoke, going into the kitchen to prepare himself yet another instant ramen packet.
“If it fits?” You thought a bit confused. Did he buy you clothes? Or maybe it’s a new staff uniform, either way, you pulled on the strands of the ribbon, making it come undone. You then lifted the cover and saw some white paper covering, Anri was squealing excited next to you. Moving away some of the wrapping, you soon realized that Ego had bought you a designer dress.
You took out the dress from the box and looked at it with eyes peeled open. Ego, your harsh boss, had bought you a dress that was totally your style and in your favorite color? Is the world ending?
“Omg, Ego-San, it looks beautiful on her, definitely (name)’s style!” Anri gushed at the man who didn’t respond. As you continued to admire the dress and its intricate appearance, Ego cleared his throat.
“Do the two of you have any jewelry?”
“I only brought a few earrings with me, nothing special.”
“The ones that I’m wearing, I don’t change into anything different unless it’s a special occasion.” You and Anri answered. You wondered why Ego bought you an expensive dress and asking you about jewelry, all he ever talked about was football not fashion.
“Ego-San, what’s with the dress? I don’t think I can wear this to anywhere and this must’ve been expensive!”
“Is that really what you have to say…?” You shut up and looked at Ego and his unusual behavior. He sounded a bit disappointed as he slurped on his noodles. You grinned at the realization and brought the dress to your chest.
“Thank you, Ego-San, truly.” You could’ve sworn you saw a smile on his face. “Are you smiling, Ego-San-?”
“Being delusional has its fucking limits, kid.”
“I may be delulu but my eyes aren’t lying, c’mon admit it, boss!” You continue to tease as he continues to deny your claims. Anri smiles at this interaction. For once you weren’t spouting insults at each other or trying to kill each other.
“Shut the fuck up and take this.” Ego had enough and tossed you and Anri small bags of yet again designer, products. You then looked at Ego and then at Anri. “In all seriousness, why’re you gifting us these and where did you get the money of all of this? Last I remembered, we ran out of funds cause of the second selection.”
“After winning the match, sponsors came flooding in to support the project. Hence the brands and how we’re able to afford those teams to collaborate with us.” Anri explains. Looking at the Selim Mouzannar box in her hands with bulging eyes. You had a similar reaction as her as you look at the Azlee brand necklace on your hands.
“You didn’t really have to buy us so much…”
“I wonder how much of this costs…”
“I only bought you both heels. The dresses, jewelry and makeup were gifts from the coaches.”
“…are they looking for a sugar baby?” Anri and Ego smacked you on the back of the head.
“You look so beautiful, (name)-Chan!!”
“Have you seen yourself, Anri-San? You look like you’re going to the met gala!” The red-haired woman blushes as your compliment. She wore a red satin floor length dress with off shoulders. You looked at yourself in the mirror and saw a different person. You looked even more beautiful with the makeup on with lips were colored in lipstick. Your dress hugged every curve of your body and the jewelry made you look mature and expensive.
All in all, you look like you were going to a ball. Like a Princess.
“You look like you’re going to throw up.”
“I… I’m scared I’m gonna ruin this dress, like, what if I accidentally spill food or drinks on me?!” You continued on with your nervous rant about possibly ruining the dress, she sighs and grabs you the shoulders, pushing her face closer to yours. “(Name)-Chan, nothing is going to happen to you or the dress! They gave you this dress and it’s your choice what to do with it.”
She reasons and you nodded tentatively. She smiles and picked up her handbag, so did you.
“I’m amazed Ego-San wanted to host a welcome party of the teams.”
“I was actually the JFU who arranged this occasion.” You looked at Anri as if she grew a second head and laughed uncertainly. “Ahaha… really?”
“Really.”
“Like… really, really?” She nods and you scoffed. “Now that he lost our little bet, he’s sucking up to us? Serves him right for doubting us.”
“Oh, you should’ve seen how Ego-San reacted when the president told him about hosting a welcome party!” Hand in arm, the two women were immersed in their conversation as they walked down the dystopian-core hallways of blue lock and exited the premises where a wagoneer jeep waited in the entrance.
“I think Ego-San is indulging himself a little bit too much.”
“That car was sent by the JFU, dumbass.” Ego sighs as he walked out from the glass doors, clad in a navy blue suit with a bolo football tie. He didn’t look all that much to different from his usual getup. The suit was reminiscent of the one he wore in the U-20 match.
You immediately noticed at the bolo tie was a little loose and went in front of him, taking a hold of the tie. Ego seemed surprised at the sudden closeness and pulled away.
“What the hell?”
“Stand still, your tie looks sloppy…” You murmured, tightening it. Ego sighs and lifts his head a little to give you space, Anri smiles in amusement at this rare moment between the two of you. Like a daughter fixing her fathers tie before he goes off to work. It was adorable in her opinion.
You pulled away and looked pleased with Ego’s appearance with a smile. “Let’s go?”
“Let’s.”
You looked at awe at the building where the welcome party was taking place. You initially thought it was going to be at blue lock but apparently JFU didn’t deem your building fancy enough and held the welcome party at a five star hotel. As you wrapped your arm around Anri’s forearm, you peered through the city of Tokyo from the glass window of the elevator. It looked like a sparkling jewelry box from up there. The doors open and Anri pulls you along with her.
Anxiety emptied your stomach as your hands grew sweaty around Anri’s plushy arm. The older woman looks at you with a gentle smile that made your worries go away. You then looked Ego who had his hands on the large doors in front of you three, he looks at the two of you and you nodded confidently.
Ego pushes the doors open and you were welcomed by a flood of overlapping chatter, elegant women dressed in designer clothing and men stood tall and erect in their identical-looking suits. The hall looked massive with a balcony on the right side of the room.
Everyone stopped with what they were doing and bore their eyes into the three of you. Now you felt like you were going to throw up if they continue to stare at you any longer.
“If it isn’t the mastermind behind this amazing project!” You heard a boisterous voice boom your ears. You looked up and saw the fat rodent that is the president of the JFU waddling his way towards your direction. The feeling of nausea was replaced with disgruntled feeling as you held on Anri’s arm a little tighter.
“Chairmen, thank you for arranging this welcome party for the teams.” Ego thanked the bloated tanuki. He was uncharacteristically polite. Your brows furrowed deeper and the corners of your mouth tilts down as he glanced at you and Anri, he gulps and looks back the bull-cut-haired man.
“I-it’s the least we can do. Because with blue lock, I know we can win the World Cup with your guidance!” He spoke and the others in the room erupted in praises and applause.
“We’ll be doing our best to do so. Thank you for financially supporting our project.” Anri replied with a light bow and so did you, “I’ll be supporting the players as best as I can since I’m the manager and all of that.”
The chairmen then usher the three of you to the rest of the JFU members for some reason. You didn’t talk all that much and looked around the banquet hall, “tell me, (name)-Chan. How the players generally act?”
“Generally act?”
“What’s their behavior towards the other players? I’m quite curious.” One of the members asked. You tried to think of an answer without revealing the fact that everyone is at each other's throats, “well, they remain respectful to each other, off and on the field,” that was a bit of a lie considering Isagi calling Baro a donkey mid-game.
“They work hard and dedicate themselves, body and soul to the sport. They accept defeats to grow better not only as a player but as a person.” You replied truthfully this time, fiddling with the fabric of the dress. They took your word for it and seemed intrigued by your answers with nods and hums.
“And how do they act towards you? Since you’re one of the many female managers after all.” They smirked with suggestion. You sucked in the corner of your bottom lip to avoid snapping at him. What was even going through their sick heads? Do they want this project to end with just one sexual speculation?
“Respect… we maintain a distance that is manager and player. We don’t have a rather close and intimate relationship with each other.” That was a bit of a lie. The players acted relatively close to you but still maintained a respectable presence with you.
Aryu runs his hands in your hair while complimenting your makeup and outfit. Chigiri would ask you to play with his hair. You were terrible at it, but he didn’t mind. Otoya would constantly flirt and ask for your number. Karasu and Yukimiya would save you from him. Baro, Kunigami, and all the other boys would try to pitch in to help you. Bachira would always hug you whenever you entered the room. Nagi trails behind you like a lost puppy, along with Reo, who would talk your ear off about the stock market and ask you to go out on a date with him once he’s out of blue lock.
And so many more, the boys acted like you were friends at school which made you feel comfortable with your stay and you really appreciated the boys and their behavior towards you.
“Is that so? Nothing-?”
“Hey, shithead. Do you think it’s a good idea to ask a girl who's 18 if she’s having intimate relations with a bunch of guys who are 18 and below? That’s fucking disgusting.” Ego spat in a whisper to the man as he pulled you by the wrist and hid you behind him. Your eyes widen as well as the JFU member, and he stammers out an apology that Ego didn’t take so kindly.
You looked up at Ego as he glared in disgust at the man. With your heart beating against your chest as if it wanted to break free, sweat pooling into the palm of your heads, you pulled on Ego’s cuffs, and he turned his attention towards you.
“Ego-San, let’s not cause a scene…” you whispered lowly, gesturing to your side. Spectators were turning their heads at the three of you, who were drawn to what you were discussing. Ego looks at you, then back at the man. There was an unreadable expression on his face before he clicked his tongue and gestured for you to follow him.
“Don’t show your putrid face to me or my staff.” He hissed before walking away from the man with eyes following your every move like owls, but one look from Ego, and they returned to their conversations.
“Ego-San… thank you for doing that. I greatly appreciate it.” You spoke, pulling on the mans wrist. He stops and looks at you before flicking your forehead. “The hell?!”
“Be more careful next time when you encounter nosey pigs like him-”
“So you do have a heart in there, Jinpachi Ego.” You heard a voice state amused from behind. You couldn’t understand what he was saying. It sounded like German. You whirled around and saw the mystery man.
It was Noel Noa. Clad in a suit and bow tie. He had a stoic and serious expression with an ever-present frown on his lips, gold eyes dull into Ego’s obsidian pair of eyes before he shifted his focus to you and then back to him. When both your eyes met, you felt your heart rate go faster than ever before.
It was the Noel Noa. In the flesh! The greatest striker in the world, standing in front of you!!
You have seen this man in your television or phone but seeing him in the flesh was whole new experience.
‘Omg, omg, omg, omg, omg, omg-’
“What’s that supposed to mean, you stoic robot?” Ego hissed in German. You looked back and forth between the two. They seemed to know each other, you observed as they casually conversed with each other. “Seeing how you stood up for your female employee is out of character. I thought you weren’t Ego when I saw you.”
“Do you know each other, Ego-San?”
“In a way. Wear these. You’ll need it when communicating with the other coaches.” Ego fished out a small black box that had Blue Lock’s symbol on it. You took it from his grasp and opened the box. There were black wireless earbuds.
“Earbuds?”
“Reo Mikage’s family had decided to sponsor Blue Lock and give us one of their products. That being translator earbuds, it’s light and won’t come off no matter how much you move around, and it’s hardly noticeable.” You wore it, and it almost felt unnoticeable. You then turned to the striker and slight bow.
“What is Ego Jinpachi like at work, Ms.Manager?” You were a little shocked, hearing him speak so clearly in Japanese with a believable accent. These earbuds are something else.
“O-oh, well. He can very harsh and would constantly criticize you for the littlest thing.”
“That’s accurate enough.”
“You damn brat.”
“I’m (name) (last name), Mr.Noa. It’s an honor to meet you.”
“I’ve heard many things about you from Ego.”
“Good or bad?”
“A bit of both.” You sighed hearing his quick response.
“Although, he often notes how you go above and beyond with your work despite being so young,” Noa mentioned—taking a sip of his champagne. You worked up hearing his statement and looked at Ego, who didn’t meet your eyes.
“Ego-San sometimes shares with me his instant noodles and such.” On occasion, when you would be busy with your work, Ego would always make you some instant noodles for a snack to go with your work. It touched your heart as he did care for you after all. (Before he berates you for doing absolutely nothing)
“How… amusing.” Noel glances at his friend, whose eyes softened by a fraction. The striker was quick to take a champagne glass from a waiter's tray and hand it to you.
“Ms. (Last name), you wouldn’t mind if you left your boss and me alone for a while? So we can talk a little about this passion project of his.”
“Of course, have fun.” You whispered before walking away from the two men, placing a hand above your beating heart, and your lips formed a shaky smile—excitement and adrenaline running through your veins. You did your darn best to keep your smile under wraps in favor of showing a calm and professional side of you to the man himself.
“I need to tell Anri-San about this—!” You spun your head from left to right to find the red-haired woman, but you saw her surrounded by sponsors, with Anri conversing seriously with them.
You decided to calm your excitement down and walked around the ballroom. You had to admit, this was something you would see in a movie. The piano was playing in the middle room; you were drawn to its alluring melody, and before you knew it, you were in front of the grand piano while admiring pianist playing.
“Are you into classical music, Miss?” A man purrs into your ear from behind. You recoiled away upon feeling a person's hot breath against your ear. “Haha! Didn’t mean to scare you there, lovely.”
The man had short, curly blond hair, sapphire blue eyes and a mole in the corner of his right lip. He had a well-built body, the suit fitting snuggly in his body. He was taller than you, your head level with his chest.
“I don’t think it’s good manners to suddenly whisper into someone’s without even introducing yourself.” You retorted lightly at the man, and he raised his hands in a playful gesture. “Sorry, miss. I thought I saw a diamond in the corner of my eyes.”
He confessed with a lazy grin. You sighed softly at his attempt at flirting, and you looked back at him. He seemed familiar like you’d seen him before.
“Maybe it’s because of my necklace.”
“I wouldn’t think that if I were you, lovely.” He winks at you, you left a bit uncomfortable with him. “Umm, I just turned 18, I’m not that to comfortable with someone older by a few years older than me…”
“Ahahaha!! Just wait until the fans see this, Chrissy!” A boisterous voice boomed from across the room. A man with tanned skin and wild blond hair, swung his arm over to Chrissy. He wore a black suit with a gold blouse, some of the buttons undid to reveal his chest tattoos.
“You were the one who told me to do it! Miss, I am truly sorry.”
“No, he’s not. He was, like ‘dude, check out that girl with in that dress, she super fine, ‘m gonna go talk to her and hold my drink.’ Basically.” The man matter of factly. Chrissy’s jaw dropped and looked at you who was trying to process this information.
“Lavinho, you’re this worst!”
Wait, Lavinho? As in that famous Brazilian dribbler? Whose representing the Spanish team Barcha?
“You’re… Lavinho?” You spoke and the man turns to you before grinning ear-to-ear. He took your hand and bowed.
“In the flesh, pretty lady! Man, am I lucky to have gorgeous woman like you to know my name. It’s an honor.” He boasts to himself before he grabbed his friend by the arm.
“By the way, this is Chris Prince! But call him Chrissy, though, it’s cute right? Chrissy, Chrissy~”
“Oh my gosh, can you stop? You’re embarrassing me in front of her!” Chris Prince, commonly known as worlds no.2, whispered harshly into Lavinho’s ear, who blew raspberries into his face.
“Oh my gosh, are you immature!” You couldn’t help but laugh at their shenanigans. You never expected them to be this carefree in person. It was fun!
“Let’s calm down now.” You cooed at them, trying to stop Chris from pulling on Lavinho’s collar. “What the lady said, Chrissy. Calm down.”
“I am calm!”
“Says who?”
As Chris was about to strangle Lavinho, you hurriedly took him by the arm and tried to anchor him down with your body weight.
“Let’s calm down! We wouldn’t want to attract too much attention now, do we?” You stammered nervously as the crowd’s eyes were on the three of you. How many times has it already been since the attention was suddenly focused on you.
“You heard the lady, Princey-”
“That includes you, Mr.Lavinho.” He looks at you with shock and Chris glanced at Lavinho with a victorious smirk.
“He’s such a wild person, isn’t he, lovely?”
“A little bit.”
“What?!”
“But not in a bad way.”
“I knew I could trust in you, pretty lady!” Lavinho laughed as he slamming his palms on your shoulders making you wince.
“I hope you can forgive me for that initial greeting, miss?”
“Oh, right. I never introduced myself! My name is (name) (last name) and I’m the manager of Blue lock. It’s a pleasure meeting you both, Mr.Lavinho and Mr.Prince. And it’s alright, Mr.Prince. You didn’t do anything if offense anyway. You briefly introduced yourself with a bow and a smile.
“Oh~! So you’re the woman glasses mentioned we would be working with! Nice to meet you too. Hope we can work together soon!” Lavinho grinned as did Chris.
“Are you a model by any chance? I mean, you have the potential one.” Chris asked curiously. Your posture and beauty were very much similar to models. He would know as he posed with some female models in the past.
“I actually did some modeling jobs when I was 16. Although I’m currently on a break.”
“Ha! I knew it! A beautiful girl like you would be scouted sooner or later. Hey, how about we do a shoot-?”
“She told you she was taking a break from the cameras, Chris.” Another man reminded to the English man with a sigh as he came from behind you and smiled at you apologetically. He had short blond hair and large emerald green eyes with a very well defined nose.
“I’m so sorry about him, Ms.(name). Please don’t let him bother you.”
“It’s alright. I don’t mind doing a shoot with him.”
“See?! It’s almost impossible to say no to this handsome face.” Chris laughs. Pulling out a hand mirror and admires himself, smiling at the mirror and winking at himself.
“Is he… usually like that?”
“Sadly.”
“You seem to know me.”
“I happen to overhear you introducing yourself, my name is Marc Snuffy. Call me Snuffy. It’s a pleasure meeting one of Blue Lock’s beautiful managers.” Snuffy grinned kindly at you making your heart skip a beat.
“Beautiful? Now, I think that’s a stretch!”
“Not what the posts say about you.” He laughs lightly, pulling out a phone to reveal screenshots of a Tiktok comment section filled with compliments and love towards you.
“I must say, the media quite likes you after those little videos with you and Pablo Cavasoz dancing.” You glowered in embarrassment as you remembered the famous baby-face Argentina player, who was mysteriously drawn to you and dragged you to Harajuku with you to film Tiktok dance video’s in the middle of the street or inside the stores and to go shopping.
Never again were you going to be bribed with food and a promise of manicures.
“I-I’m honestly flattered that you think that way, Mr.Snuffy. Thank you. You’re Uber’s coach, right?”
"Correct and I hope my team wouldn't be too much of a trouble to deal with." He jokes lightly making you laugh.
"Have you seen my players? They would be at each other's throats if I look away for a couple of seconds! Like my Rin and Isagi for example."
"Considering the fact that your no.10 dodged a hug from 11... I'd say that their relationship is..."
"Rough? Absolutely."
"We all have those friends." You and continues to conversed at one another about your teams along with his. Snuffy is quite the gentleman you noted. Very polite and respectful.
"Yo, Snuffy. When're we gonna go back to the dorms, 'm tired." You heard someone complain. A man with messy black hair with purple tips and dark purple eyes, laid his head on the Uber's captain's shoulder with a sigh. You rubbed your eyes to wear off any drowsiness as you thought the man had gold teeth for a second.
"It's only 10 pm, Lorenzo and button up your shirt." Snuffy scolded Lorenzo who groaned but stopped midway as he saw you. "Who's this pretty lady, Snufs?"
"Her name is (name) and she's Blue Lock's manager. Be kind."
"Isn't she on the news one time? Like people thought she was Pablo's girlfriend or stuff." You sunk on the floor in embarrassment, remembering the countless news articles that you were his girlfriend. You even got a call from your father who was pissed at you for keeping your not-boyfriend a secret.
"Erm, I'm actually not his girlfriend... hehe, it was an misunderstanding."
"Huh, really?"
"Yup, the media assumed that we were dating just from a few videos of us dancing and doing some sightseeings around Harajuku."
"I see. So yer gonna be our new manager?"
"As far as I know, yea."
"Let's be friends then! Snuf, 'mma borrow her real quick." Lorenzo immediately went towards you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder and waved goodbye at Snuffy who told the two of you to have fun.
"Names Don Lorenzo but just call me whatever you want since we're gonna be friends and all."
"Alright, Mr-"
"And no Mister and all that title shit, just call me Lorenzo or whatever- oh! Snuffy does call me Donny at times."
"So is Lorenzo alright with you?"
"Totes." Lorenzo was quite the character. He's friendly and a laidback type of guy, you felt at ease just by being with him as you started to slip from your professional mode. You were enjoying yourself with Lorenzo as the two of you conversed with other topics other than football.
"By the way, are this gold grills on your teeth?" You asked curiously. The two of you were seated a couch with a plate of crackers, cheese and caramel popcorn. He stops eating the popcorn and pulled on the corner of his mouth to give you a full view of his gold teeth.
"These babies? Nah, before all of this, i was some homeless kid on the streets of Italy, begging and robbin' people of their money until Snuffy came into my life askin' me if I wanna play football with him,"
"I was like, 'what's up with this dude? He crazy as fuck,' so then I was like 'replace my rotten teeth with golden ones' and do you know what he did afterwards?"
"He immediately dragged you to the nearest dentist and had it replaced with gold teeth?"
"Exactly! You're so smart." Lorenzo praises, throwing popcorn in the air and caught some with his mouth while also missing some, which you then picked up from the couch and ate it so it won't go to waste.
"Who knew that Mr.Snuffy is such a kind man."
"Kindest in the world. He's the type of person to not give up on others just cause." The player says fondly. You grabbed your champagne glass and felt it was unusually light, you then saw that it was empty. "I'm out of champagne. I'll go grab some more."
"Nah, I'll do it. You sit your pretty self here."
"Thanks but I can handle it, Lorenzo." You pat his shoulder before taking off with your empty glass and towards the bar for a quick refill.
You arrived at the bar and leaned against the counter. "Excuse me but can I get a refill in champagne? Non-alcoholic if there is."
"In a second."
"Can I get a martini?" Someone ask beside you. You glanced at them saw the familiar fluffy hair of brown to purple beside you.
"Are you... Alexis Ness from Bastard Munchen, by any chance?" The man beside you perks up upon hearing his name and turned to you with a nod and a kind grin.
"Yes and you're?"
"(Name) (last name). One of Blue lock's managers. It's nice to see you this evening, Mr.Ness."
"Please no need to call me Mister, just call me Ness and the pleasure is all mine.”
“Ness it is then. About that match with (club name), you did a good job out there.” You praise the player. You watched his match with (club name) a few weeks ago and was amazed at Ness’s clean assist and passes to a star player in his team.
“Really? I didn’t do all that much, it was all-”
“Why would you say that? Your assists were clean and quick. Not even the other players knew you would do it.” You interrupted Ness, and you meant every word you said. He looks at you in shock before red soon blossoms on his cheeks.
“You really think so?”
“Yea, although… I do have a tiny teeny problem…” Ness frowns upon hearing your last words. He had hoped he would gain a fan after all his hard work, but it seemed his efforts-
“That you didn’t score any goals!” Now that left him confused.
“E-excuse me?”
“You’re obviously a great player with amazing dribbling and passing skills, so why don’t you use it score your own goals? I mean, seriously, I hoped you would score that last goal before you passed to number 10.” You went on a little rant, and Ness stood there in awe with your words.
You weren’t focused with Kaiser but instead your attention was on Ness and even wanted him to score goals!
His heart started to beat even faster when you were praising his work and sets of skills. Ness looked up and got a good look at you, he had to admit, you were very beautiful in that dress.
“Kaiser is Bastard Munchen’s Ace so we dedicate all of the goals towards him.”
“But isn’t that letting your own skills go to waste? You’re hindering yourself just so that your number 10 can win. How about this?” You grabbed Ness by the arm and sat him on the stools, and you sat across him. Leaning towards his shoulder, you narrowed the distance of your lips to his ears. Ness’s heartbeat grew increasingly erratic as you drew closer. He felt your hot breath against the shell of his ear and smelled the perfume in your skin, blending with the champagne you were drinking.
“Your ace knows that you would be passing to him for every game, no?”
“Yes…”
“And I’m also sure that the rest of your team along with Mr.Noa would be aware of this fact. What I’m trying to say is that,”
“When trying to pass to your beloved Ace, change course and score the goal for yourself. I’m sure the opposing team would also know about your play style. Therefore, they would surround your ace to prevent a successful pass from approaching him.” You explained with a mischievous smile after seeing Ness’s shocked expression. Gone was his ear-to-ear grin as it was replaced with an open mouth.
“B-but Kaiser-”
“So what about him? He can score his own goals if he’s your so-called ace. Ness, you’re an amazing player, but you lack the independence of one or, rather… the ego of one. Omg… I’m starting to sound like Ego-San.” You pulled away from Ness and seriously contemplated your words. Ness, however, was silent as he let your words sink deep into his consciousness. You looked at Ness’s blank face, and yours swelled in embarrassment.
He probably didn’t understand your rambling. Even when you thought you sounded cool saying it!! You stood hastily after the bartender finally refilled your drink and cleared your throat.
“I probably wasn’t making any sense. This is more on Ego-San’s department. Forget I said anything, Ness-”
“No… I was hoping you could explain more about this ego. Please… I want to learn more about it, Ms.(name).” Ness took hold of your wrist and slightly tightened his grip on you. His tone… it sounded like he was begging you.
You stared at the B.M player with a conflicting mindset as you looked between your drink and Ness.
“So this is why my drink has been taking a long time. I didn’t know you were busy flirting with a girl, Ness.” A man purrs condescendingly as he struts towards you both. Ness reluctantly lets go of your wrist and looks shamefully to the side. “So-”
“And who is this lovely lady keeping you company, hm?” The man in front of you grinned at Ness. He had blond hair styled into a long mullet with blue fades. He wore a dark blue suit and matched it with a tie. Something was peeking from his collar, but you couldn’t determine what it was, probably a tattoo or something.
“(Name) (last name), one of the managers of Blue Lock, and I take it that you’re Kaiser?” His smile grows as his name rolls out from your tongue, and he takes your hand, fluttering his lips over your knuckles before he firmly presses his lips on your knuckles.
“Micheal Kaiser, das Fräulein. Star player of Bastard Munchen.” The Ace says matter-of-factly with a grin, and you smile at him uncomfortably, looking at the area where he kissed.
“Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.” You repeated in your head as you tried to pull back your hand, but Kaiser gripped you as he incoherently conversed with Ness.
“I take it that you know Blue Lock’s Ace: Isagi Yoich? That plain looking guy.” Your lips turned into frowns hearing him describe your friend.
“Yes. Is there something you wanted to ask him?”
“Oh no, I was just making sure that you were his specific manager. After all, I would want him to look at your face once I humiliate him.”
“Excuse me?” You honestly expected Kaiser to be a prideful person. That was for sure. But for him to straight up admit his intentions in front of you? Now, that was a bold him.
“I think you heard me, (name). I plan to make Isagi Yoichi, the hero of Blue Lock, an obstacle for me to overcome. Make sure he’s worthy of that title.” Kaiser requested you like it was a normal thing to ask. As your glare towards him hardened, Kaiser couldn't care less. You slowly exhaled, placed your glass gently, and pushed yourself towards him.
“As you wish, I’ll make sure Isagi Yoichi will be an impossible obstacle for you to overcome.” Now it was his turn to be annoyed as he took his vacant hand and roughly grabbed your upper arm to pull you closer. His face was nearing yours with a cocky snarl.
“Is that a threat?”
“A promise, rather.”
“To think that Blue Lock would have such a feisty manager, I wonder how Jinpachi Ego leashed you.”
“Leashed me? Do you think I’m some kind of dog?!”
“Oh, I know! You’re the character who blindly placed her fate into the clown who thought of himself as the main character, but that’s going to change once I step into the field,” he removes his grip from your upper arm and clasps his hand around your jaw to pull your face even closer to his. You instinctively tried to tear away, but his strength proved greater than yours.
“I could just imagine what dear Isagi’s face will look like once I humiliate him in front of his pretty manager.”
“As if that would happen.” You rasped, trying to pry his hand away from your face. As Ness was about to intervene finally, Lorenzo came into sight, taking hold of Kaiser’s wrist with a deadly grip, his gold teeth shining against the light, and the Italian let out a whistle in amusement.
“Damn, Kaiser… never you would act like a dick if a girl don’t wanna be with ya.”
“Where did you come from, you damn zombie?”
“Wonderin’ where (name) was at, said she was goin’ to refill her drink. Didn’t know you were holding her hostage.” The two-star players glared at each other in disdain. Kaiser started to feel the blood being cut off from his hand and he rips away his grip from your face. You stepped back and massaged your jaw.
“Are you alright, (name)? I’m sorry I couldn’t-”
“It’s alright. I expected he act like this. Fucking prick.” You huffed, drinking your champagne as Ness looks ashamed.
“Honestly… I should’ve intervened when he grabbed you by the arm. I’m so sorry-”
“Ness, Ness, baby, love.” You sweet-talked and grabbed his jaw gently. (Unlike someone) “It’s alright, I get it. We all freeze sometimes, even I do. So you don’t gotta worry about it, okay?” You smiled. Expecting him to agree with you and let all of this be over with. He tentatively nodded, and you let go of his jaw before turning to the bartender. “Actually, can I get the bottle?”
Before the bartender could hand you the bottle, Lorenzo snatched it from him, took you the waist and led you away from the bar, making a mocking face at Kaiser.
“See ya in the field, naked emperor!” The Italian player laughs as he waves and pours you a drink. You turned to Ness and gave him a smile and wave, which he returned. You met Kaiser’s glare and returned it with a glare and a middle finger.
“Is he always so arrogant?”
“24/7, babe. 24/7.” Lorenzo sighs, patting your shoulder. “Hey, your lipstick… Kaiser must’ve smudged it.” He stares at the colored streak nearing your jaw. You placed your finger on it and saw the colored stain on your finger. You hissed at the sight and covered the lower half of your face.
“Damn that rat. Lorenzo, I’ll be back. Need to fix myself.”
“Sure, I’ll be on the couch!” He removed his arm, and you speed-walked through the crowd towards the hallway where the servers were going in and out. You swiftly dodged the waiters that’s were carrying snacks and drinks, you saw a waiter who seemed to be on break, seeing that she was on her phone.
“Excuse me, miss. Where’s the bathroom?” She looks up from her phone and points at the direction where to go.
“Second to the last door on the left.”
“Thanks.” And with that you immediately took off.
During the trip toward the bathroom, you recalled your rather eventful evening. A JFU member asking disgusting questions, Ego saving you, meeting Noel Noa, Chris Prince flirting with you, Lavinho laughing at Chris, Marc Snuffy appearing, Don Lorenzo whisking you away from the night, meeting Ness and getting harassed(?) by Micheal Kaiser.
And here you thought you would be the loner who escaped from the party to the safe haven that was the balcony. So much for that, at least. As you wiped the stain away, you were quick to reapply a new batch on your skin but before you exited the bathroom, you took a few photos of yourself for good measure and sent a few to your brother to let him decide which ones should you post as you were indecisive.
[You sent 15 photos]
You: which one of these do I look the prettiest?
Little demon: none
You: what if I tell Ma and pa?
Little demon: Your alrd pretty tho but for me 1 4 9 and 13 are the best ones
You: I know I’m pretty. I’ll be positing these soon after party
Little demon: don’t post. Dress is revealing. I can see your BOOBS
You: only a little :(
Little demon: what if I tell Ma and pa?
You: I hate you
Little demon reacted: 👍
You huffed seeing your younger brothers weak response and before you could text something back, you bumped into someone’s side.
“Sorry- (name)?” The man spoke, and you looked up to find the black French player in front of you wearing a suit paired with a bow tie. You lit up seeing the player and tucked away your phone to give him a big hug.
“Loki!! Oh my gosh, how’re you?”
“I’m fine. It’s good to see you again after a couple of weeks. Mr.Pablo has been bombarding me with texts asking for your socials. That man won’t give up.” He sighs as he pulls away from you, and you laugh.
“You might have you endure that for a little while longer, Loki dear.” He sighs again and you took him by the arm and dragged him down the hall.
“I heard we’ll be working together again. Good luck to us then.” Loki says, patting your hand before giving you a kind smile, which you return. The two of you reentered the ballroom and went your separate ways. Loki said he couldn’t leave his team alone as they would likely cause a scene without him there.
“I’ll see you at work, peace maker.”
“Have a fun evening, (name).” Then you went back to where Lorenzo was sitting, spending the rest of the evening with the Italian, joking, judging other people, talking about your respective counties and your experience with football.
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This only took me 3 weeks to finish what a record 🙏
I hope you guys enjoyed this long ass fanfic, this was originally gonna be like 2 parts but then I decided to publish this a whole rather than separate parts.
Reblogs are much appreciated!! I love you all I hope you guys have a great day!
-@chxxrybxxmb
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bluelock-textposts · 9 months
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maochira · 11 months
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I really have a Dad!Ego Jinpachi brainrot and this one has been bugging my mind lately...
Can I ask for Dad!Ego bringing his baby to the match between Japan U-20 vs Bluelock because the baby's nanny can't take care of them that day due to personal reasons. So while Ego is giving his speech to Bluelock players, his baby is just there sitting on his lap or being carried in his arms and the players are just looking at the cute mini Ego while listening his speech... also Anri babysitting the baby because Ego is too focused watching the match...
OOOH....SKSDSKJKJDSKSKSJSJS You know just right how to fuel my dad!Ego obsession, don't you??😭😭 Also I made his kid a toddler instead of a baby but!! HERE WE GO
Requests open! - dad!Ego masterlist
Tags: gn!toddler!reader, reader is Ego's kid (obviously), everyone who requests dad!Ego gets a kiss from me, no player is specifically mentioned except for Bachira
-Ego never mentioned or gave any hints of having a child towards the Blue Lock players, so you can imagine their surprise when Ego and Anri walked into the Blue Lock Eleven's locker room and Anri carried you in her arms
-of course, someone asked who you are. Ego took you into his arms and just answered "my biological offspring, my little (Y/N)-chan"
-"WHAT DO YOU MEAN EGO HAS A CHILD WHAT THE FUCK EGO GOT LAID???"- everyone.
-it's a bit hard for them to believe because never in their life would they have expected Ego to be a father, but in their opinion it also weirdly fits him???
-you have the same eyes as your father (without the eyebags, obviously) so the way you stare at everyone is kind of scary but also cute at the same time
-Ego keeps you in his arms while he holds his speech to the players before the game and you just stare at everyone with an o.o face
-Bachira actually gets a bit of cuteness aggression and really wants to squish your cheeks but he holds himself back. At first, at least. He ends up squishing your cheek "for good luck"
-when the match starts, you're sitting on Ego's lap and he's gently holding you. But his arms around you always get a little tighter whenever something intense happens during the match. So basically every few seconds
-you try to get his attention because to you, watching the match is boring since you're too young to properly understand anything about soccer. But Ego is too busy focusing on the match, he can't properly give you attention so he just gives you over to Anri
-you're used to that so it's nothing that bothers you, plus you love Anri a lot, she's a bit like an aunt to you
-Anri actually struggles a bit with you because she has to pay a part of her attention to the match and another part of her attention to Ego as well
-but!!! There are still the benched players. You kind of won the heart of some of them, so they talk to you and give you some attention while Ego and Anri are busy
-in the last few minutes of the match, you're back on your father's lap and he squeezes you even tighter than in the beginning. Sometimes even so tight you barely get air anymore and Anri has to loosen his grip around you. Ego always feels a bit bad for accidentally squeezing you so tight, but the game gets too intense over and over he can't help but do it again
-even though you have no idea what's going on, you notice how happy everyone including your father is when the Blue Lock Eleven wins, and your dad being happy makes you happy as well!!!
-a bit later back in the locker room, Bachira actually gets to hold you and he lets all the cuteness aggression out by squshing your cheeks and tickling you. It also helps him calming down after the match
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ana-chan164 · 8 months
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Hey, can you translate these photos for me?
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Yukimiya Kenyu & Ego Jinpachi comics.
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Artist in twitter: mmk_x00x
Hope you enjoy ♡.
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ramu-ego · 1 year
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god he's still hot when he's a gremlin of a sketch Yusuke Nomura's twitter
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hunn1e-bunn1e · 8 months
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Ego Jinpachi - "Gloomy"
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In which a certain football enthusiast is in one of his moods again. Or; In which Ego Jinpachi's loyal assistant tries their best to better his sour mood.
                                                                                                   
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Ego Jinpachi was an enigma to the many Blue Lock contestants and even to Anri who worked somewhat with him. The bespectacled man was best described as a hermit; a weird man who had a seemingly unhealthy obsession with the future of Japan's football. He kept to himself, all holed up in his office on his own.
Well... almost on his own.
[Surname] [Name], a loyal and dedicated assistant to Ego, was with him nearly all hours of every day. The only times they would leave his side was to complete errands when either they or Ego would use the bathroom or the rare times when Ego slept. They knew the elusive man far more intimately than anyone in the Blue Lock facility.
They know him so well, that they could tell that he was bothered before he even realized it himself. Which leads us to where we are now.
"What's the matter, Eggy? You hungry?"
You ask your position next to your boss's desk, your posture standing at attention despite the playful tone in your voice.
The bespectacled man huffed as he tore his eyes away from the wall of screens in front of him to give you a confused but slightly irritated side glance.
"Don't call me that. I was fine before you interr—"
GURGLE
A light pink dusted his cheeks as he looked away in embarrassment as well as irritation; he knew you'd bother him about this for the next day or two. Ego could already see you sporting an amused expression from the corner of his eyes.
"You want me to make you something or order take-out?"
You ask smugly, cheeks hurting from how hard you were restraining yourself from grinning viciously and ruthlessly teasing him.
Ego pushes up his glasses and turns his eyes back to the various screens in front of him. His gaze continuously flickers back to you as he tries to word his answer in a way that won't praise you.
"Make something, it'll take too long for take-out to get here."
He huffs out, not even bothering to look at your reaction; he already knows what he'll see.
You chuckle as you turn and make your way to the door to complete the task given to you. Though before you exit, you stop and look at him over your shoulder.
"You know... you could always just admit that you enjoy my cooking... Eggy."
You say through a smirk before slipping through the doorway, catching a 'Don't call me that, dammit!' before the door fully closes.
Gosh... your boss is such a tsundere.
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luvingshidou · 15 days
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Yall acc like ego LIKE NOT AS A JOKE 🙁🙁🙁
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HE SO FUCKINH UGLYLYYLYLLYYYY😭😭😭😭
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🤓☝️ looking bowl cut lanky ass
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nanakorobiyaokii · 1 year
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ego being a nagi hater but reo not having any of that bs. ( ̄⊿ ̄;
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yuichi-ro · 1 year
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jinpachi ego x fem!Reader
cw: third perosn POV, plus size!Reader, sub!Reader, dom!Ego, established relationship, watersports, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, cervix fucking, creampie, multiple orgasms, unedited word count: 2k
𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨, 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙠, 𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨 𝘿𝙉𝙄
With a grin curling itself on his face as each finger swished in tandem against the velvety walls of her spasming core, Jinpachi couldn't help lick his lips at the sight. Held before him, not in his palm but writhing on his fingers as they stirred emotions and pleasure from her in a single get go. He kept his greed close to him as his ego grew in size at the mere pathetic sight standing above him. A firm grip on her thigh to stabilize her erratic hips from moving too far away from him. He would decide when she could move. And when she'd experience pure bliss.
"Is that all?" He tone short, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose only to shift on his face when he looked up at her, "Well?" A forceful thrust into her core meant the woman's moan was ripped from her lips before she even realized it. A beautiful noise but not the answer he was looking for.
"No no no! It's not-" Her breathing hitched when both pads of his fingers pressed towards the back near her cervix in a total one eighty of how he had them. Those longer fingers long since tapping away at the keyboard in front of him. Now wrapped in comfort and warmth as he took his time fingering her up to this point of insanity. Sending a shiver right up her spine leading to her needing to grip his shoulders for dear life when her legs wanted to give out on her. Half lidded eyes shrouded in nothing but pure animalistic pleasure were cast down on him as he slowed his fingers and she was able to get another few words in, "Your- Fuck- I have to pee- You keep-"
Not an ounce of hesitation in his fluid motions. Those fingers that ravaged her core once again made the woman above him form a death grip on his shoulders and wiggle her hips as she so clearly struggled to stay standing on her feet above him like such. Crooked grin on his face Jinpachi leaned in and licked up the stretch marks on her thigh before slowing his fingers again, "You'll piss yourself? All over my hand like this? Over my fingers? Please-" His smile curled up to his ears and without warning he twisted his wrist so those same finger pads that had brushed against her cervix now threatened the very spot that would make her warning a reality, "Don't give me such an ego boost."
His word play earned a glare but that was short lived. He puppeted her pleasure like it was second nature to him. Curling his fingers against her bladder in the fleeting enjoyment of each lewd noise that made it past her lips. Growing in noise and in disgust for such a sight. He reveled in it without a care if his coworker was dumb enough to not heed his warning about quality time with his wife. It was in his contract after all, that he got the free time to do exactly as he pleased without interruptions.
"Jinpachi-" The weak excuse of a plea broke him from his enjoyment of the midday frolic. Above him the face of a woman at her limit. One he loved to be the cause of. And as she clenched and fought off the advancing pleasure, he was about to show her just how wonderful bullying his contract with Blue Lock was for the both of them.
"Do it." He demanded with a quickening of his fingers plunging inside her.
"W-What-?" 
Jinpachi licked his lips asserting he knew her body better than she did at this very moment. Refusing to let up on his fingering, abusing the parts of her that made her twist his shirt and whine his name. Pressing his lips to the stretch marks scattered across her belly as he somehow got them deeper within her without letting up on the pressure on her bladder, "Do it." He mumbled against her belly, "Piss down my arm. Absolute filthiness of it all. I want to feel it."
Drowning in his words as well as his actions she still struggled to hold onto sanity and the one thing eating away at her, "But the clean up-" 
"I don't care-" Jinpachi snapped. Reaching to gather the closest pile of his dirty laundry he'd yet to kick out of the way. Puzzling her but not letting her think as he didn't stop his fingers. Until there was a pile of his own clothes under both of them as well as scooting closer under her, "I'll make someone else clean it up. Won't tell anyone- It's not our job after all. So do it. Piss down my arm. Be a good girl for me."
That was it. He did know her body better than she did. Each second that was a struggle somehow only made the gush of liquid all that much more arousing. Fighting it to the bitter end even after he demanded it. Jinpachi curled his fingers just a bit more against her bladder and won the struggle between the two of them. 
The warm liquid immediately made his fingers squelch when he pushed them inside her through it. He saw no reason to let up on it. Fingering her just as fervently as he had been up to this point. Getting what he wished for as her thighs jiggled and trembled as the pleasure his fingers gave her skittered up and down her spine and throughout her entire body. Belly sucking in a choking breath as the waterfall of piss rolled down his pale arms. Quick to soak into the rolled up bit of his black work shirt. And overflowing from there. Until it endlessly streamed down his arm and dripped onto the dirty laundry under the both of them just as he planned. A light sprinkle turned into the woman above him letting everything out as she gasped for a breath and was left trembling in pleasure until the last droplet of piss rolled down the twitching tendons of his forearm. 
"Sit down." Jinpachi demanded without context except for the quick removal of his fingers the second she stopped peeing.
"Wait- Hold on I-" She protested only for the simple fact she was trying to recover from whatever the hell he'd just done to her. It wasn't for long though as he didn't blink an eye using his piss covered hands to grab her wrists and urge her down to him. 
In the haze of the only thing that could be explained as an orgasm, she hadn't noticed how quickly he'd unzipped and pulled down his pants. Realizing what he really meant by sit when Jinpachi had her lean into his chest just so he could reach down and position himself at her piss soaked entrance. And if his fingers hadn't been enough to unearth every overly sensitive nerve in her cunt, the quick push of his cock deep within her twitching walls reawoken the maddening pleasure he'd held above her head the entire time he fingered her. 
"Fuck..." The first hiss of pleasure from the man under her. Facade nowhere near cracking though. Jinpachi forced her into his chest as both hands encircled her sides and spread her ass apart so she was forced to sit down on every inch of his aching cock. His own shaken breath filled his lungs when Jinpachi rutted up into her soaked insides. Piss and slick mixed together to make it that much easier to push his cock right up against his mark. 
A twitch of his cock against her cervix and Jinpachi groaned when she tucked her face in his neck. Almost like relief. And with the growing scent of piss emanating from under them as well as staining their skin together. Both of them didn't stop there. His hands held her hips down when she sat up a little. Jinpachi relaxing back in the clusterfuck of dirty clothes to admire the sight above him. Wasting that little time before bucking his hips up into her just to see the twisted contorted face of pleasure so easily cock drunk on him after all these years.
"F-Fuck-" She exhaled through clenched teeth while dragging her fingers down his clothed chest, "Fuck you." Said with a smile and no real authority behind it. They both couldn't stop grinning at one another before Jinpachi took it a step further.
Rutting deep as he could manage. Using her weight to his advantage. He loved the soft squishiness of her core spasming around him. Just as wonderful as he thought it would be if she'd let loose a little. The retired soccer player felt her tense above him at the same moment a tightness crept into his belly. He'd really only have one shot at this. But a man with so much ego had little to doubt about himself.
Fucking her above him. Jinpachi needed to tell her to do little. Doing so on her own as she reached down to find her piss soaked clit. Slimy with juices and the little bit of pee that still clung to her. She had no qualms about rubbing herself to the rhythm of his strokes. Untouched clit begging for this attention after Jinpachi purposely neglected her bud of nerves for such a long time. And then to force her to cum vaginally like this. It was something only an egotistical maniac could manage. Along with the next one building inside her with each gasp that passed her lips. 
"Jinpachi- Fuck- Fuck I can't- I-" Babbling nonesense did not slow his thrusts. In fact that only made him hold on to the way his cock curved right in at the perfect moment each time their hips met. 
It couldn't last. And it wouldn't.
"S-Shit-" Dark eyes rolling to the back of his head for a moment of pure bliss. Jinpachi took what was his when he slammed his hips up into her. Orgasm exploding in his own senses. And fucking her right through that as cum drooled out around his cock with each spurt deeper inside. She only needed those handful of more strokes before another orgasm took her as well. Dryer than the one before. But twice as violent. The erratic rubbing of her clit assured how tight her walls got around his cock. Milking him of every last drop cum. What wasn't gooey around his cock as his thrusts slowed, was pushed up deeper into her as the last little bits of their orgasm finished. 
Piss and cum stained work clothes under both of them. Jinpachi didn't let her get a word in edgewise at what had just happened as a hand came behind her head and pulled her down to him. Kiss as raunchy as the sex they just had. He kissed her hard until she gave way to moans and his greed of sucking on her tongue as she wiggled and couldn't even think straight. Still throbbing after such an orgasm. His cock still inside her, no help. When she was finally able to break away from his siren like spell, all that waited for her was a grin. 
"What?" He pushed her down on his cock and enjoyed the bit of fucked out bliss that still crossed her face.
Fistful of laundry as she held herself up above him, she shook her head still trying to recoup from the very first orgasm, "Don't what me, you ass."
Jinpachi snaked his hands up her thighs and didn't hesitate to have his hands on her tits when he squeezed them with a grin, "Wanna go again?"
With filth under both of them. And a long deserved bath after this bullshit he pulled. There was no reason in ending the fun early anyways, "Sure." She said, wiggling herself on his cock and watching the partially overstimulated man roll his head back in bliss, "But you're picking this up."
Eyes closed Jinpachi still couldn't stop grinning, "If it'll benefit me, I'll do anything."
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I couldn’t help but think what it would be like for the significant other of Ego Jinpachi…and how married life and parenting life would change drastically while he took more of his responsibility to the Blue Lock Project.
unfinished, not proofread, i’ve had this in the drafts for so long so i am deciding to just post it now :3
“Where is the stupid pass?” You utter as you scramble through your backpack, the backpack that was filled with a lot of things..things that are needed for the kiddos and needed for you. You always noted that you have to clean the backpack out at some point but with raising two children at the age of 4 almost entirely by yourself…is exhausting and you always forget to clean the bag out.
“Mommy I need to pee!!!” Your daughter, shouts just as you found the pass in order to enter the Blue Lock building. “Give me one second! Let me scan this real quick!” You exclaim as you hurriedly put the pass against the scanner, the scanner stays a red LED color, you gasph. Repeatedly putting the pass against the scanner.
‘Entry Denied’
At this point in the day, you we’re already overwhelmed. Taking your son to his soccer game early in the morning and then running home quickly because you forgot to pack your daughters ballet shoes…rushing then over to the dance studio and now ended up here. Unable to get through the door and to a bathroom in which your daughter (for some reason) needed so urgently all of a sudden. You stood there, the tears lining your waterline.
You wanted to let everything out. Cry, scream, shout, curse your husband out the moment you saw him. Years before this…it wasn’t like this. You wouldn’t have imagined your life to become of this. He promised you that he will split his attention from this Blue Lock Project and his family. But he didn’t live up to the promise.
You would go days without hearing a single thing from Jinpachi. Any and everything that you were updated about your husband was given from Anri. The woman who is working with your husband on this “stupid” project. You didn’t feel any remorse for her, you couldn’t bring yourself to even though at this point she’d seen and been in his presence longer than you have in 3 months. And including now…even more so you couldn’t hate Anri, especially when you hear her calling your name.
“y/N-sama!!!” She screams and your ear perks up. “I can’t get in!” You shout back, and she runs up to the door and puts her pass onto the scanner, it quickly lights up green and the door opens. “Mommy I need to go!” Yumi, your four year old daughter utterd again and you swiftly grab her from the ground and rush towards the sign with the restroom sign. Your son, Yuri, quickly following behind you. Luckily, you were able to get to the restroom and Yumi was able to go to the bathroom just in time before an accident occurred.
“Let’s go see your father.” You huffed before leaving the restroom and finding his office. The moment you got there, his eyes were glued on the many of many screens plastered on the wall. He didn’t bat an eye at the supposedly three important things in his life. “What did I say about knocking. Anri- I am”
“Jinpachi.” You exhaled, he turned his head around to see you standing near the door. Your children running around his office as you couldn’t care less about what they were up to in this moment. “Oh. y/N.” He breaths out before returning his head back to the many of many screens, all displaying each individual clips of the players.
“That’s all? Is this really what we mean to you?” You grumbled, walking closer and closer to your husbands desk chair. “Look at me Jinpachi.” You say as you turn his desk chair around. He now faced you.
“Why are you even here? Can’t you see, I am busy reviewing match clips of my unpolished gems.” He replies with a growing urge of annoyance. “So your more interested in these “unpolished gems” then those gems?” You shout, pointing over to the two children the both of you created, he looks over in the same direction then back at you.
“Watch your attitude when you’re talking to me. You’re the one who came here unannounced.” He scoffs standing up from his seat. The two of you were almost the exact same height, Ego only being one inch taller than you, he just barely towered over you, but with just enough space for him to sinisterly smile down at you. “Let’s get a divorce then.” You say, leaving him in utter shock as you go and grab the kiddos from the couch. “I am sorry for yelling.” You apologize to your children as you saw them with hands over their ears. “-C’mon, papa is busy with work…maybe one day he’ll want to see you!” Staying as optimistic as you could.
You were over it to say the least. Ego Jinpachi wasn’t the same man you fell in love with 10 years ago. He’s changed drastically and you can’t help but blame the JFU and this whole Blue Lock Project. With each kid holding your respective hands, you walk past your soon to be ex husband.
“Bye daddy!” Both kids cheerfully smiled and waved at him as the door to his office opened. There you startled Anri who was holding a laundry basket. “Ah! y/N! Leaving already?” She awkwardly laughs before looking up at you. “-No she isn’t.” Your husband blurts out. “Errand girl. Take Yuri and Yumi somewhere…I have an important conversation with my wife.” Jinpachi continues as Anri raises an eyebrow. Looking at your face.
“I guess I can take them to meet the players!” Anri whispers, you wanted to hear your husband speak to you…you didn’t know why. He could have given you his time a day a few seconds ago, so why now does he want to give it? You hand your kids over to Anri. “Okay babies, go with Anri-chan, she’s gonna show you guys all over while daddy and I have a talk!” You say cheerfully before sending them off on their way.
Once the doors to his office closed he quickly started, “You’re not divorcing me.” He speaks and you walk closer to him. “What if I am?” You reply, arms crossed over your chest.
“y/N. I am still in love with you.” He says looking at your face, seeing any type of reaction that’ll perform. “Really? Well it sure don’t look like it!” You exhaled, shuddering your shoulders he steps back, exhales a breath.
He stays quiet, standing in the same position. You rub your temples, "Exactly what I was thinking...am' gonna pack me and the kids stuff and stay at my parents until further notice. I'll contact the lawyer and they'll give you call." You speak aloud, hesitating to turn around and walk to the door just in case, maybe, he'll say something. But he doesn't.
“That’s what I thought…” Whispers came from your mouth as your waterline brimmed with tears as you turn around to exit Jinpachis' office.
© satoberrie 2023 | let me know if i should make a continuation!
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blueparadis · 1 year
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chxxrybxxmb · 3 months
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FINALLY THE EXES HAVE INTERACTED
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anime-allover · 1 year
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Hello 👋
Can i get a fluff oneshot with ego
You can do whatever you want with it 😌
Pride
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"Jin when are we going to go out? It's been a long time." You walked up behind him and stand next to him. He was working on another task for his blue lock projrct. You sighed and poked his cheek. "Jin." Ego tilted his head away from your finger. He hummed, letting you know that he's all ears.
"When are we going on a date?" You crossed your arms waiting for his answer.
"When I get done with this." You sighed and rolled your eyes at his answer.
"Which means, you don't have time for it." He stayed silent as he focused on his work. You walked away from him and grabbed some of your things. "I'll be gone for a couple of days." Ego stopped typing.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I'm tired of you neglecting me, all you payed attention to is your damn blue lock soccer team. Is that more important that me?"
"Yes it is but you're second to it, so don't worry about it so much."
"Second!?" You can feel the anger inside of you ready to come out, but you held it in. "Don't look for me, don't text me, and don't even call me unless you're going to apologize." You held your things tightly and left the room making sure to slam the door shut.
You decided to go to a friend house for a couple nights until you were ready to see Ego again but on the 3rd night the both of you heard a knock at the door. "Why would someone come to my house in the middle of the night?" Your friend groaned and was about to get up to answer the door but you stopped them.
"Nah, I'll get it. I need to get some water anyway." You got off of the bed and walked to the front door. When you opened it you saw Ego with blue roses in hand. He had a little more emotion on his face than usual. "Jin?" You whispered under your breath but you soon snapped out of it and crossed your arms. "Have you came here to apologize? It has only been 3 days."
"Yes, I have come here to apologize. I'm sorry for the way I was treating you. It was wrong and I shouldn't put my career in the middle of our relationship. I noticed it can get lonely in that dark space and I have noticed that blue lock isn't my first priority to keep me moving forward. It was actually you that kept me on track. I also miss your touches.... I missed your hugs, kisses, head pa- just know that I missed you ok?" Ego interrupted himself and looked deeply into your eyes. "Will you forgive me?"
You leaned onto the doorframe and put a finger to your chin, pretending to think. You smiled and hugged him tightly. "Of course I forgive you. I was wondering how long will you actually last." You giggled. He sighed and wrapped his long arms around your figure. "I have also missed you a lot too."
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maochira · 10 months
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Father figure!Ego brings you food
We're going to ignore that I haven't written for the father figure!Ego series in..... *checks last drabble* one and a half months? UHM. This is just a little drabble but I wanna write more for this series!!
Requests open! - father figure!Ego masterlist
Tags: gn!reader, reader is a graphic designer and assistant at Blue Lock, reader is an overachiever and overworks themselves a lot, reader forgets to eat sometimes
Ever since Ego has found himself feeling somewhat fatherly about you, he started paying more attention to you. Although, he still shrugs his thoughts about you off and attempts to rationalize them into something work-related.
He started noticing that because you are at work so much, sometimes you eat too late or you forget your meals entirely. Anri is usually the one who reminds you, but today she's busy herself.
When Ego realizes it's already afternoon and you haven't eaten anything today, he doesn't advise you to take a break - he knows even if he told you to, you wouldn't and say you'd eat when you're done with your current task. Instead, he cooks up a bowl of instant ramen (one he's seen you eat frequently) and puts it next to you.
You've been lost in your work for the past hours, so this throws you out of your focus.
"Eat." Ego says in a somewhat stern tone, but there's some concern in his voice as well. He quickly adds "You forgot to eat again," before he returns to his own desk.
On any other day, you would have probably teased him a bit about it. You've noticed that something in the way he sees you changed a while ago and he's grown protective over you, even if he hates to admit it.
But at the same time, you haven't admitted you started seeing him as a father figure either.
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moodybluesbabe · 1 year
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