#bllk ship

[boinin]

Blue Lock Ship Quadrant

I made this in like 5 minutes, do not take seriously.

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[akihikosanadairl]

He made it this time🩷💕 @chuuya0nakahara

sorry i didnt come up with a good caption:(

[b-ichael]

zanniko. yes this is my first fanart of them

[yuzuwakano]

Kurona Ranze isn't much taller, around 5’3. She has a bob and bangs that she cuts herself and two long strands on each side of her face that she ties into braids when she's bored of whatever you're saying. She has shark teeth and braces with blue rubber bands to fix her overbite. She has a collection of cat and slogan t-shirts and fun colored thigh high socks that get covered up by the same dark blue shark sweatshirt and pair of brown boots every day. She carries around the same plastic water bottle every day and goes on rants about overconsumption killing the ocean. She paints her nails with sharpies and pens and doesn't know how to use makeup but still carries around a bag of dollar store eyeshadow and clearance aisle lipstick. Her favorite movie is one that aired on television 9 years ago and her favorite song is one she heard in a grocery store one time. She doesn't understand poetry that doesn't rhyme but likes stories of women falling in love with someone that might be a man. She imagines that it's not. 

Kurona Ranze likes a girl. 

Kiyora Jin was a solid 5 foot tall. Her hair comes down to her mid back and she pins it back with too many hair clips. She treats her wine lipstick as blush and eyeshadow and her mascara as eyeliner. Her skirts all come down past her knees and she's been wearing the same pair of converse since her first year of highschool. Her bag is tearing at the seams and her oversized shirts are all hand me downs from her sisters. She has a red pen that she uses to draw up and down her arms, doodles of stars and swirls and intricate patterns she’ll never be able to recreate. She carries around the same poetry book everywhere, it's tattered at its corners and no one is sure where she got it but Kurona knows. She likes statues of dead people and her interpretive dance class. She's the most interesting person Kurona has ever met. 

She doesn't talk but if she did Kurona would listen to her all day. Kurona knows her favorite colors and the difference between her favorite songs even though they all kind of sound the same. Kurona Ranze has memorized Kiyora Jin the way Kiyora Jin memorizes poetry. She sees Jin when she closes her eyes and holds her hand when they cross the street even though Ranze was about 80 percent sure Jin doesn't like girls. Was. 

“I like you.” 

“I like you too, Jinnie. You're my best friend.” 

They were at the library again, it was the only place in 100 miles that they could get away from the howling jocks and laughing hyenas that called themselves their classmates. They were half whispering even though they were the only people on the floor. Jin was reading the same poetry book that she had last week and Ranze had found a new shark book on the kids floor. 

“No.” Jin's eyebrows were furrowed as she tried to find the words that she was looking for. Her brain thought in the form of the poetry she memorized and songs she vaguely knew the names of. It's hard to make your own sentence when all of the puzzle pieces are too big. She was searching her catalog of death themed rhymes and cryptic rhythms for romance, a genre that she never ventured into. 

“Like Romeo and Juliet.”

“I don't want to be Romeo and Juliet.” 

Jin whipped her head around, confessing was risky but the rainbow bracelets and pink and orange pins on Ranzes backpack made her feel safe. It was on a whim but she had been confident that she was right. Had she miscalculated? Or was the problem not that she was a girl but that she was her. 

“I want to be Virgina Wolf. You can be Vita Sackville-West. She was a poet like you.” 

“You almost killed me.” 

“Sorry, sorry.” They were laughing now, and though she didn't like poetry Ranze could write a million pages about the way Jin looks and sounds and feels in her hand when she laughs. 

“I like-like you too.”

“Like-like,” Jin mirrored back. 

“It's one way to say it, it's clunky, clunky. They don't use it in poems.” but she said it again. “Like-like.” She was memorizing it. Memorizing Ranze like a synth wave song and Edgar Allen Poe. 

“We should get married.” 

“I have dance class later.” 

“Not now.” Ranze laughed again, for as literate as she was she could be a little air-headed, she had her head in books and that's where it stayed when she closed the pages. “Just in general, like later in life, later.”

“Oh.” Jin thought about it, she imagined a wedding in a cemetery and shark themed cupcakes. In her head she started a new poem about white tulle covered in mud and frayed at the end by sea creatures made of bones and love. 

“I'll get us a dog, we can name it after a food.” 

“Oreo.” 

“Bagel.”

“I like bagels.”

“I know.” 

[tsukkinoneko]

Hearts Without Chains

❅ Explicit ❅ Heavy Angst ❅ 6.3k words

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[cheralith]

imagine you're getting married to kaiser and even though you're the bride, it's him that turns into an absolute bridezilla.

initially, you thought it'd just be a small event between you and him—just going down to city hall and be done with it—but when you had sleepily confessed to him one quiet night as he played with your fingers that maybe in another life, you'll get a traditional wedding, kaiser's determined to make sure you get what you want in this one.

and this guy kinda goes a bit bonkers. he's got everything planned in meticulous detail in this binder he carries around everywhere with all the information one could possibly need—vendor info, list of caterers, drafts of the schedule for d-day. at first, you think it's sweet, that he's going all the way for you and him. until he goes... a little too far.

he once grossly spat out his bite of a sample black forest cake right in front of the baker. "this is an insult to germany itself. never bake this again if you know what's best for you."

"i thought i asked for silk tablecloth with the chiffon runner?" he seethed at one caterer, grabbing the fabric and bunching it in his fist. "you thought you could fool me with this cheap-ass polyester?"

"i don't give a single shit if they're out of season," he cussed at one of the florists over the phone. "get me those tan hua flowers for my wedding or so god help me."

the list of caterers in his binder grows narrower and narrower—with some of their services slashed by kaiser due to "incompetence"(kaiser's words, not yours) or they flat-out refused to provide service to you due your fiance's temperament.

you tell him multiple times that this doesn't have to be a big event he has to stress over, that all you want is for you to tie the knot and to devote yourself to each other, but all kaiser does is kiss your forehead and tell you that he's got it covered.

"what kind of husband would i be if i didn't make my beloved's wishes come true, mein schatz?"

[emilywaters]

Bluelock headcanons except it's the bluelock TV fandom

• rin and sae stans have crazy beef. You know they were making edits to 'the winner takes it all' by abba after the u20 match and sae stans were commenting 'womp womp' and similar sentiments

• There are 3 kinds of players regarding ships,

1. Actively feeds (trolls) the shippers (eg: hiori)

2. Unintentionally feeds the shippers (eg: isagi, rin, otoya)

3. Reonagi and ryusae

• someone started a petition to eliminate isagi from bluelock for 'unsportsmanlike behaviour' and spread it around to get signatures

• Ness has an alt account that's just an isagi hate page

• he did not start the petition but by gods did he spread it around (lowkey was jealous he hadn't thought of it first)

• ego has a tumblr blog and that's his only social media page

• the name is 'actuallyegojinpachi' but his pfp is one of those ego pictures with an edited on pink sparkly bow so no one believes him

• he actively spreads misinformation and bullshit theories so no one believes him even when he reveals real info

• it's crazy popular, and he exists as one of the starting pillars of the fandom

• nagi regularly retweets fanart of him and reo, so it's just gaming, gaming, gaming, reo oiled up wearing a collar on his knees, gaming, gaming

• literally every product yukimiya has worked with sold out overnight after his debut on bastard munchen (including a toothpaste brand for old people)

• There was a frenzied search for whatever no name brand shampoo and conditioner bluelock has after chigiri let it slip in some interview that his hair care was literally only whatever was there.

• kunigami fans have pfps of him edited with like emo stuff (think dark eyeshadow, chains etc)

• There was a character lookalike contest and chigiri's sister won as him

• there's a twitter page that's does a 'x days since reonagi miscommunication bullshit'

• aryu is a Pinterest girl kaneshiro told me in a dream

• There is a dedicated subreddit for 'bluelock TV milfs'

[f0ofishies]

Don't look back

Being apart of the itoshi family, others might seem you've got lucky being blessed by two superstars of footballers. Now you're not as good as them, but you did used to have the same passion as them. You remembered when you were little— straining your ankle crying like a baby. You remembered vividly on how Sae's arms held you up as Rin was already running up to your parents. "Mama..! she's hurt..!"

"Rin, that hurts..!" Your little whined echoed through out your own bedroom. He was tending to your foot, with some cream to soothe your injured ankle. "But its supposed to be—" Sae couldn't help but sigh, "Let me do it." His voice caught the both of you off guard. "I thought you had school?" Your voice interrupting the silence.

"I skipped." Both you and Rin had widened eyes. "No fair!" Rin taunted as you agreed with him. "Yeah, no fair..!" It wasn't until you both stopped complaining that Sae had bribed you both to play on his Nintendo DS. So the whole day, the three of you were just sucked into the game— both claiming it'll help with the recovery of a sprained ankle... it really wasn't.

Now that was a distant memory, another one you also remembered was when you were waiting for your family in the airport. Before Sae could even board the plane to go to spain— you've unexpectedly ran towards him.. puffed up cheeks, tears streaming down. You crashed into his chest as you sobbed. "Don't leave—!"

A plea came out of your mouth as Sae couldn't help but hug you as tightly as you did to him. Even Rin joined in on the hug, his arms wrapped around the both of you. "I'll come back.." You whined once more, burying your face into his shirt soaking the fabric. "You gotta promise—" You remembered the silly little pinky promise he did to you before he left.

Watching Sae come home from Spain— broke your heart. "Sae..?" You called out to him, he looked cold and that scared the teenager you. "What do you want?" You froze in your place, "Rin is still out late.. can you fetch him?" Your voice low as you watched your oldest brother leave. And that was when Rin came back home, but Sae didn't. "Rin where's—" "I don't want to talk, sis."

It was even worse when Rin got accepted to bluelock. You huffed going out to see Rin practicing near your house, "Rin..! You haven't eaten!" You watched as he ignored your pleas— he was kicking the many footballs aligned to the goals.

"It's getting late, come back inside, please!" One thing led to another, and that was when Rin kicked the ball to your direction as you narrowly dodged it. "What the hell, Rin—"

"Shut up! I don't need your concerns. And I dont need a little sister."

That statement broke you, you've just locked yourself in your own bedroom. Both parents didn't know how to handle the both of you, so when Rin left— their little ray of sunshine daughter was gone. Highschool started, you couldn't balance them at all. Grades failing faster than you could even count the number of days that passed.

You've had it— you couldn't care less what happened to your brothers. The news displaying their names, your parents joyous for their sons while you shut off the news rolling your own eyes. You were going to change, and that was when you saw a college worth going, it even had its own foundation. And now we're back at the present, of where your true life started.

You've fallen in love, made friends, got broken up with, and even moved to another country far from Japan without the support of your own brothers. Rin and Sae weren't on your mind anymore, nor did you even care on checking up on them. It wasn't until someone had said two young men were looking for her.

Opening the dormitory door to see both Rin and Sae, covered in their big puffy jackets. You froze, looking up at them. Before one of them could speak, "Don't." They both were here— why? Did your parents tell them? You wanted to slam the door in front of their faces. "We were worried... how come you didn't ask us to go to your high school graduation?"

You scoffed, "I never had one—" They both froze now, but Rin came forward. "How?" You bit your lip, "I went into foundation before I could graduate, but of course, how could you know? Football was more important." Sae sighed. "You know that's not—" "But it is the truth..! Or are you blind?" Your words echoed in the hallways. Both Itoshi brothers froze at the harsh words.

"You know Blue lock changed my career.." Rin whispered, approaching you, you backed away. "Yeah, and completely wrecked our connection as siblings." Sae interrupted, "And I was busy with the—" "Don't even talk, you have no right.. when you left out of nowhere!" Your voice echoed, it mightve made people heard the commotion going in the dormitory.

"What I want both of you is to leave and never come back because I'm not your little sister anymore." They both looked shocked— how could you say that to them? "But you are our.." You had to push Sae away from you, it was clear they didn't thought things through. They just wanted to see you, their little sister on where she's been.. even going as far to approach her.

"No, she died when you both left and never looked back. Now leave."

[kxsagi]

Just read the jealousy request and if requests are still open would you be able to do a request where the so!reader is talking to isagi post NEL about his harem (not actually jealous but teasing him about how he’s shipped with everyone in bllk) maybe some of the other members like bachira and hiori join in just to stir the pot lol

“𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐱 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩”

a/n: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, I LOVE THIS

you weren’t jealous. not even a little bit. but when your boyfriend trended for the fifth time that month under hashtags like “#rinsagi,” “#isagireo,” and god forbid “#kaisagi supremacy,” something in your soul snapped a little. 

you flopped face-first into the couch and groaned, “yoichi, why does everyone in blue lock want to kiss you?” 

he blinked, glancing over his shoulder with the most oblivious puppy eyes you’d ever seen. “huh? what do you mean?” 

you sat up, whipped your phone around, and shoved it in his face. “this, romeo. you're being shipped harder than amazon prime.” 

“… wait. is that a fanart of me and sae?!” 

“yep,” you said, popping the ‘p’. “and that one? you’re holding hands with kaiser while bachira cries in the background like a rejected ex.” 

“i wasn't even looking at him in that match!!” 

too late. the internet had already drawn the fanfics, made the edits, and assigned you the role of “tragic ex-girlfriend who doesn't understand his true connection with rin itoshi.” 

just as isagi opened his mouth to defend himself, your apartment door flung open like someone owed rent. 

“HEYYY~” bachira beamed, dramatically stepping in with hiori right behind him. “did someone say isagi's harem?” 

“no one said that,” isagi muttered. 

“she did,” hiori said helpfully, pointing at you. “she’s jealous. it’s kinda cute.” 

“i’m not jealous,” you retorted, grabbing a throw pillow and launching it across the room like a grenade. “i’m just confused why everyone wants a piece of my man when he literally says things like ‘i wanna devour you’ mid-game like some villain in a shounen.” 

“hey!” isagi frowned. “that was cool.” 

“bro,” bachira said, flopping onto the floor. “you literally looked kaiser in the eye and said ‘i’ll make you mine.’ mine, yoichi. do you know how gay that sounds?” 

“competitive gay,” hiori added, nodding sagely. “it’s different.” 

you stared at your boyfriend who was now red from the neck up. “do i need to start carrying around a sign that says ‘he has a girlfriend’ or…” 

“probably,” hiori said. 

“absolutely,” bachira agreed. “i’ve seen the tiktoks. they call you a ‘plot device’ now.” 

“… what the hell does that even mean?!” 

“means you’re in the way of true love,” bachira whispered dramatically, placing a hand on your shoulder. “the love between isagi and barou, who only growled at him three times last match instead of four.” 

“okay, first of all,” isagi cut in, voice breaking from sheer panic, “barou literally tried to fight me–” 

“yes,” hiori sighed. “so romantic.” 

you were crying laughing now, wheezing into the couch cushions as isagi sat there, betrayed by everyone he once loved. he threw his hands in the air, finally giving up. 

“fine. whatever. i’ll just go marry kaiser and let the fandom be happy.” 

bachira perked up. “can i be your maid of honor?” 

“you’re not helping!” 

“yoichi,” you said sweetly, wiping tears of laughter from your eyes. “just tell the world you love me.” 

“i do love you!” 

“not convincingly enough if rin and reo are still thirst-posting about you in the comment sections.” 

bachira gasped. “reo does comment a lot under your photos…” 

hiori nodded. “usually heart eyes. or a rose emoji.” 

“… i need to go lie down,” isagi muttered. 

you reached out and patted his thigh. “it’s okay, babe. i’ll protect you from your boyfriends.” 

“they’re not my boyfriends!!” 

somewhere in the distance, your phone buzzed with a notification. 

new tweet: 

“@kaisermichaelofficial: he’s mine. 🫦 #isagiser #kaisagi #yoichilicious” 

you held the phone up again, smirking. isagi stared at it. then stared at the ceiling. 

“i hate it here.” 

bachira threw an arm around him. “don’t worry, yoichi. we all love you. too much.” 

hiori patted his back like he was a war veteran. “may your next goal be less gay.” 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[chodzacaparodia]

I love ship dynamics where

character A is like: I have to catch up with them, it irritates me so much that they are so great, they annoy me so much, how can someone be so good, will I ever be their equal, will I be able to be better than them, I have to emphasize to them at every step that they are my rival, I will strive for their attention in every way, because they have to watch me grow, they have to notice me, OMG why are they so hot and perfect and….

and character B is like: ??? Tf they want from me??

Trust me, Character B. Character A doesn't know it yet either

[miscellaneoustofu]

Bad and evil German teenagers who are mean to their only friend/situation-ship get sentenced to learning 10,000 magic tricks to make up for it.

Oh, and Kaiser must travel back in time and re-create all of Harry Potter so it isn’t written by like the worst person ever. I just know Ness made Harry Potter his whole personality for at least 3 years straight. Is this even a debate? We just know.

Anyhow, it’s crazy how a couple of good analysis on Twitter and YouTube can change my mind so completely about two characters.

Less than a month ago I was completely indifferent. Despite how I always thought Kaiser’s design was stellar and felt sad for Ness, I was never invested enough to make art for them. Like they’re pretty boys, that’s mega cool, but they’re not my Bachira.

Now I adore the heck outta them.

I think it’ll take time, and it’s for the best that bllk is fiction, but I think they can become good for each other.

Kaiser needs someone like Ness who’s still able to dream. Considering how abuse has made concepts like wanting love and freedom feel like chasing the impossible. And Ness deserves someone who can make his dreams real after years of getting put down by people who were supposed to love him.

Idk I like them. Isagi dismantling their entire world was the best thing that could’ve happened.

Sometimes things gotta break before you can start fixing them?

[boinin]

This screams College AU to me.

Like... the experimenting with style (hello glasses, classy little beret). The satchel/tote bag. The cute studios they rent and get to put their own stamp on (although college students rarely have the time or spare change to make standard issue dorms look that nice lmao)

Kunigiri's outfits match too, with the shirt over a polo neck and black overcoat vibe. Very dark academia. I'm here for it 🧡❤️

They'd either be in the same sports medicine/physical therapy programme, or Chigiri would be studying literature IMO.

[akihikosanadairl]

sdse

Straight from me n bro’s dms after me and my bf broke up🩷

[fish-with-more-eyes]

[id in alt]

to me, everything is a crane wives song

[yuzuwakano]

im almost done with the kurona x kiyora one im currently working on (though it wont be out til valentines day) but i wanted a headstart on what i should work on next cause im indecisive hahah here are the blurbs for them ->

niko x rin

I (m15) have a crush on a boy in my class (m16) but i get too nervous to talk to him in person and hes probably the driest texter i've ever seen, how do i get to know him?

kiyora x rin

Kiyora Jins kink is karma and thankfully for Rin it seems karma has finally set her sights on their teams top player.

OR... Isagi Yoichi has the worst week of his life while Itoshi Rin has the best.

[tsukkinoneko]

betrayed with a kiss

Rating: Explicit CW: heavy angst & omegaverse top Rin/bottom Kaiser

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