#chris prince

[strawchocoberry]

SHE SAID “FUCK ME LIKE I’M FAMOUS”, I SAID “OKAY”

୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, oliver aiku, barou shoei, chris prince, michael kaiser x fem reader 

ଘ cw: manga spoilers || smut, nipple play, fingering, size kink, pet names, rough sex, dumbification, multiple orgasms, oral sex (m receiving), mirror sex, pillow humping, masturbation, voyeurism, degradation kink, thigh fuck, thigh riding, dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie 

୨୧ synopsis: they ruin your little cunt while you’re wearing their jerseys 

ଘ wc: 4.5k

ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ 

“Shidou!” you called for him. “Your package is here!” 

Shidou didn’t respond to you. Curious about the contents of the package, you decided to open it for him. Knowing him, it was probably just some new sex toys or that maid outfit you had accidentally discovered that he ordered for you a few days ago. Your eyes widened as you saw the official U-20 uniform inside for his upcoming game. You traced your fingers on the back of the jersey along his name and number; Shidou 13. Taking your shirt off, you tried it on, the jersey barely covering your ass, as you were twirling around in the living room. 

A pair of two arms wrapped around your body, bringing your movements to a stop. You felt his hot breath fanning your neck, as he rested his head on your shoulder. “Seems like my package has arrived.” Shidou kissed your neck. Not the one he was impatiently waiting for, but fuck, he had never imagined seeing you in his jersey. His hands slithered underneath it, grazing your skin and making your breath hitch. A menacing smirk was curved on his lips as he realised you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. “Are you trying to seduce me, kitten? ‘Cause it’s fucking working…” he whispered in your ear. 

He was rubbing his clothed cock on your ass, whilst kissing your lips and playing with your nipples underneath his jersey. He hadn’t thought that seeing you in it would have this much of an impact on him and yet there he was, turned on and needy to fuck you. Placing two of his fingers in front of your mouth, he signalled you to open it for him and you obliged, your tongue sucking his fingers oh so perfectly, coating them with your saliva. He then slipped said fingers into your cunt, violently thrusting them in and out, having you bent over screaming, unable to maintain your composure. 

Shidou turned you around to face him and kissed your lips, as he guided you towards the couch behind you. The two of you lay down on your sides, still facing each other. His tongue slipped into your mouth, as you shared steamy open-mouthed kisses. Breaking your kiss, he removed your shorts and panties, placing your leg on top of his thigh, then rubbed teasing circles around your hole, making you moan, before he muffled your sounds with another kiss. You gasped, as he pushed his fingers in your cunt, picking up from where he left off earlier. 

You moaned as you sucked on his tongue, turning him on even more. You could see it in his eyes that were looking at you so lovely and yet so lustfully. Burying his face on the crook of your neck, he left behind hickeys and bite marks, leaving his mark on your body, while simultaneously fucking your wet pussy with his fingers, as you held tightly onto his shirt, your head thrown back and moans escaping your lips. You tightened around him, as you came undone, moaning his cursed name. 

You were panting hard in an attempt to regulate your breath, while Shidou kept fingering you through your orgasm, spreading your slick all over your inner thighs. Giving you a little time to collect yourself, he stood up and got rid of his clothes. He stood above you, one knee over the couch, his hand stroking his hard cock at your fucked out state, feeling the dopamine taking him to cloud nine, painting your ass cheeks with his cum. “Fuck— You’re making me explode, baby girl,” he groaned in pleasure. He then sat back down, taking you in his embrace, your head falling back on his shoulder, still quite dazed. 

Lining himself with your hole, you held onto his hands, as you slowly went down on him, a deep moan leaving your lips and having Shidou fight back his urge to go feral on you like a bitch in heat. You bounced yourself on his cock, moaning as he reached deep inside you. He was stretching oh so perfectly your gummy walls, you could feel every inch of him. His head had fallen back on the backrest, as Shidou kept looking at you riding him in his shirt. Only the thought that he’ll be wearing that shirt to the upcoming game had him on the verge of orgasming. 

He leant closer, biting down on your neck and engulfing himself in your scent. That’s when he snapped. Shidou held your waist bruisingly tight, before going ballistic, forcing your hips down on his shaft, his balls hitting your ass. You felt the air being violently driven out of your lungs, mouth agape and voice cracking, as your brain blacked out. “Go ahead. Cum all over my cock for me, baby girl,” he breathed in your neck. Your body obeyed his command, before your brain could even process it. 

ʚ OLIVER AIKU ɞ 

“It’s too bad that you lost to Blue Lock, but goodness you were so hot at that moment!” you squealed enthusiastically, watching for the 1000th time the moment Oliver congratulated Blue Lock on their win. The way he removed his glove with his teeth had you on a chokehold. 

Oliver could only just lay on the bed, running his fingers through your hair as you fangirled over him. He couldn’t help but find it kind of cute. “Well, now that the Japan U-20 team will be reconstructed by Blue Lock, I can’t help but wonder when — or more accurately if — I’m ever going to wear that uniform again.” He leant closer ready to kiss your lips, when you suddenly stood up and left the room, leaving him high and dry. He laughed at himself and just lay on his back with his eyes closed. 

“No matter what happens, I will always be rooting for you!” 

Hearing your voice, he opened his eyes to a surprise. You crawled towards him on the bed, wearing his jersey and kissed his lips softly. You were only going for an innocent little peck of his lips, but you should have known better. Oliver ran his fingers through your hair, his hand finding its way to the back of your head keeping you steady. You opened your eyes confused only to notice the libido gleam in his eyes; the bloody gaze of his that always had your body quivering with exhilaration. 

You melted all over him, grinding your already soaked cunt on his clothed cock. His hands rested on your ass, adding more force and friction to your movements. You moaned in your kiss, starting to lose yourself in the moment. Ridding you of your clothes, everything but his jersey, you stood on your knees on the bed, Oliver sat in-between your legs and pulled you down for another kiss, a more aggressive one, his tongue taking the upper hand of yours. He started rubbing your folds with two of his fingers, while his thumb was stimulating your clit, having you grab onto his shoulders for support. 

You gasped at how smoothly your cunt welcomed his fingers, tightening just right around them, making you feel them drag themselves along your velvet walls. Oliver curled them up, hitting your g spot, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body, as you moaned his name. He was bewitched at the sight of your lips parting to sing his name in his favourite tone, while you were wearing his jersey. His boner was starting to become unbearable. Pulling his sweatpants down, he used his free hand to stroke himself at the same tempo he fingered you. 

“Oliver… Need you… I need your cock inside me…” you moaned. 

“Ah fuck—” he shakily breathed as he cummed in his hand. 

You followed right after. As your body was overtaken by ecstasy, he removed his fingers, earning some whines from you. Holding your waist, he slowly slid you down on his shaft, making you moan at the sensation. You were impatient, so you started riding him, moving your hips relatively fast, feeling him stretch you out just like you wanted. With a swift move, Oliver manhandled you into lying on your stomach, him hovering on top of you and viciously pounding into your cunt. 

You had turned your face to the side, looking at him over your shoulder, as you moaned “Oliver…” and he would stumble to keep his sanity together, observing how gorgeous you were in his jersey. “Aiku 2” he read on the back, as he fucked you dumb, while leaving hickeys all over your defenseless neck. Maybe he needed to teach you a few things about defence. Or maybe he shouldn’t, because that would only make things more difficult for him. 

Your ass cheeks had turned red from the relentless thrusting of his hips. Oliver captured your lips, muffling your moans, as you kept creaming all over his cock. It was as if you wished he stayed there deep within you for eternity. And you indeed wished that. One of his arms wrapped underneath your hips, rubbing your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your skull. You trembled underneath him and yet you couldn’t go anywhere. You were caged beneath him, forced to take everything he gave you. 

“I can never get enough of your tight little cunt, love,” Oliver moaned in your ear. You screamed, as you came undone, your fingers intertwined together, as he railed your pulsating pussy, his face resting on your shoulder, peppering your neck with kisses. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he groaned, as he thrusted his hips erratically, continuously hitting your g spot, stimulating you all over again, driving you to the edge of insanity. 

ʚ BAROU SHOEI ɞ 

You were scrolling mindlessly through your phone, waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. Barou hadn’t quite yet got off of the euphoria after winning the match against FC Barcha. As soon as he came back, he kissed you, while lifting you in the air. “Tonight we’re going to celebrate,” he promised you, then vanished to have a bath. Only the thought was enough to make you get wet. Leaving your phone on the bed, you stood up and picked up his jersey from the laundry basket. It was still kind of sweaty, but you didn’t mind as you threw it over your head. 

You went to the mirror and looked at your reflection. You quite liked how large it was on you. You were so busy, posing in front of the mirror in his jersey that you failed to realise the king’s presence behind you. Your movements came to a sudden stop, your eyes locking with him through the mirror. He had just walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, hair down and his whole body dripping. 

In any other case, Barou would have surely scolded you for wearing his sweaty jersey, as that was so unclean of you. But at that moment, he just couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He read “Barou 13” on your arched back and his body went in a rut, seeing how nicely your ass was popping out underneath his jersey. Before you could even think of moving a muscle, he found himself behind you, his hands groping your ass, as his lips kissed your neck. 

“Look at you, dressing up formally for an audience with your king,” he whispered in your ear. Grabbing your chin, he turned you to him, crushing his lips on yours. He sneakily slid one of his arms underneath his jersey, cupping your breast and pinching your nipple hard, making you whine on his lips. Pulling away from his lips, you kissed his neck, collarbone, upper chest, reaching down his abs and stopping above the towel. 

Sitting now on your knees, as if hypnotised by his aroused state, you threw the towel to the side and licked your lips, as your hand stroked his length. You peppered his shaft with kitten licks, lollying over that one angry vein that made him mad with pleasure, groaning as he looked down at you, his right hand ruffling your hair, before resting on the back of your head as you slowly took him in your mouth. His breath came out shaky, as your tongue swirled around his tip teasingly. He thought you looked oh fuck so irresistible that he couldn’t wait to slide his cock deep in your cunt. 

“Fuck— Yes, that’s it, that’s it…” Barou breathed hard, as he cummed in your mouth. “Swallow it all up like the good girl you are.”

And you did. Pulling you up by your arm, he wiped away some of his cum from the corner of your lips, then slid his thumb into your mouth for you to lick it clean. With a swift move, he had you facing the mirror, as his bigger figure loomed over yours. “You’re dripping…” he cooed, biting your ear, as he rubbed his fingers on your bare folds. You squirmed, back arched and head hanging low, filthy moans echoing in the room. Your legs trembled as he wickedly thrusted his fingers in your cunt, the squelching sounds making you a babbling mess from how good he was making you feel. 

His other arm wrapped around your waist and reached your clit, forcing your eyes to roll to the back of your skull and your head to fall back on his shoulders, as you literally cried from pleasure. You were moaning in his ear and yet Barou couldn’t care less if the last thing he ever heard was your honeyed voice and the sounds of his fingers fucking your cunt. Your body violently spasmed in his caging embrace, your orgasm hitting you hard, causing you to feel lightheaded. 

You were panting hard, hands barely able to hold onto the mirror for some stability, when you felt his girth rubbing against you. With one sharp thrust of his hips, he was now stretching you out, amused at how your pussy was already clamping down around him; and he had only just put his cock inside you. He assumed a similar pace as before, fucking you hard, his balls slapping your ass, marking the spot red. “Look in the mirror,” he ordered, slapping your ass, making your body jolt. When you refused to oblige out of pure embarrassment, he choked your neck, forcing you to look at your reflections. “Look how well you take my cock.” He slapped your ass once more. 

He bit down on your neck and sucked on your soft skin, leaving his marks all over you to prove that you were his. His hands held tightly onto your waist, forcefully slamming your hips against his, hitting deep inside at that sweet cursed spot that had you become an utter mess for him. Your cunt creamed around him as you orgasmed. Barou had to practically wrap an arm around you, otherwise you would have ended up on the floor. His hips continued pumping deep in you, as he was almost on the edge of release himself. 

ʚ CHRIS PRINCE ɞ 

Chris was one of the few men on earth who actually knew how to please a woman. And you felt lucky to be his, as you had the privilege of spending all those intimate moments with him. But if you were honest, you had but one tiny complaint; his excessive working hours. You wouldn’t usually mind, but shit it was your worst nightmare whenever you really needed him pounding into you and he was nowhere to be found, just like right now. Chris was running late at a photoshooting and you felt like losing your mind. 

There you were, humping down one of the pillows on your bed, while wearing his jersey from last night’s game. You wanted to curse at him for not being there to take care of poor little you and yet you couldn’t really utter a single word, as your primary focus was to ride your pillow as best as you could to relieve yourself. And when that wasn’t enough for you, you lay back on the headboard, legs spread open and running your fingers on your drenched folds. You slid two fingers inside, pumping them in your pulsating cunt, moaning his name as you chased after that sweet high that had your mind turn completely blank. 

“How kind of you to loosen up yourself for me,” Chris whispered in your ear. “I really liked the view.” He kissed your lips. He was stunned to say the least. When he rushed back home from the photoshooting, he wouldn’t have expected to find you touching yourself in his jersey. He was standing by the doorframe, watching how your pussy eagerly welcomed your fingers in. He couldn’t just sit there and yet he couldn’t bring himself to inform you of his arrival — not quite yet — as he wished to enjoy the show for as long as he could. He stripped himself and stroked his cock at how magnificent you were, blessing his ears with your moans. 

Having you sit on your hands and knees, he hovered above you, sliding his cock between your tightly squeezed thighs, rubbing against your drenched cunt. One of his muscular arms was holding your body, while the other fondled your breast. “You couldn’t wait for me to return, could you?” he mocked you, as you moaned his name at the delightful friction. Abruptly, Chris shoved your face in the pillow, holding your hips in the air and thrusting his bulging cock inside your velvet walls. 

“Fuck—” he groaned at how tight you felt around him. His eyes fell upon his jersey which you were still wearing, gazing lustfully at his name on it; Prince 7. You moaned at how hard he thrusted in you, hitting all the right spots only he knew that would make you the perfect babbling mumbling mess for him. “I must be the luckiest person on earth, having the pleasure of fucking a slut like you,” he cooed, his cock repeatedly hitting your g spot, having your whole body twitch in ecstasy. 

You screamed in the pillow, while creaming on his cock, your filthy sounds filling the room. Chris would slap your ass and smirk at the red handprint he left there. He would kiss your neck and cover you in his marks, while telling you how good that little cunt of yours felt, as he viciously thrusted his cock inside. “Isn’t this what you wanted when you were touching yourself earlier?” he taunted, his voice breathless from the moment. “Isn’t this what you were imagining me do? Fuck you hard, just the way you like?” 

It was better than your little dirty imaginations. You couldn’t even begin to compare the difference between your fantasies and the way he rearranged your guts inside you right then and there. Every time you thought you had experienced the absolute pleasure he could possibly give you, he proved you wrong. But you loved that and he knew. He knew how much you loved when he treated you as nothing but a slut, for that’s what you were; his slut. Chris was aware of the difference between your staminas, yet he never failed to push you a little over your limit every time, making you hold on for a few more minutes. 

His cock was throbbing in your pussy, making you realise that he was close to his release. You were nearing your release as well. Your walls spasmed around him, coating him with your cum. He followed behind you a few minutes later, painting your insides white. And as usual he didn’t stop. No, he was only getting started. The night was young and your wearing his jersey made him feel a certain type of way, wanting to pound on you until he was sick of it. “C-Chris…” you called for him. “I-I can’t… It’s t-too much…” you whined. 

But he completely ignored you, continuing to thrust into you at full throttle. You were overwhelmed, feeling as if your heart would give out from the overstimulation any moment now. His cum from his previous orgasms was dripping down your thighs, your abused cunt was at his mercy, begging for him to stop. “Oh fuck—” he groaned, as he cummed again, pulling out and observing in awe how pretty you looked, before pecking your lips. 

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ 

“How do I look?” you asked him, turning around for him to admire you in the gorgeous long dress he had bought for you. 

“You look exquisite, darling,” Kaiser smiled at you. 

He had just returned the day before from a trip abroad with the other players of Bastard München, as they had an overseas match. As usual, he completely annihilated his opponents. But it was a shame that you couldn’t go with him. Kaiser, who loved to spoil you, came back with a mountain of presents; perfumes, bags, jewellery, clothes, shoes. And now, he was sitting on the armchair next to his bed in his black with white details robe fresh out of a bath and watched you try on everything he had bought you. He was pleased noticing how utterly beautiful you looked in every single one of them. 

And yet he thought that a different kind of attire would suit you even better. “Try this on for me, darling.” Hesitantly taking the jersey from his hand, you disappeared in his walk-in wardrobe to change. You couldn’t help but giggle, feeling his scent engulfing your body. Walking out, you approached him and slightly bent over, your eyes sparkling with anticipation for his answer to your question. 

He didn’t even wait for you to ask your question, when he pulled you to sit on his lap, your thighs on either side of his. Kaiser was already eating you out with his eyes, as his hands caressed your body, before ultimately resting on your waist. He slipped them underneath his jersey, his fingers running across your ass, when he suddenly stopped. His gaze darkened, as he realised you weren’t wearing any panties, a spark of lust lurking somewhere deep in his eyes, as he slapped your ass, earning a whimpering moan from you. Fixing his glasses on top of the bridge of his nose, he rested his head on his arm. “Ride my thigh.”, he ordered. 

You were frozen for a minute, still processing his words. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he stated in a strict tone, slapping you once more. Sitting properly on his thigh, you started humping yourself on it. Kaiser just comfortably sat there, watching you get yourself off on his thick thigh. He could feel your cunt becoming more and more drenched, curving a menacing smirk on his lips. You couldn’t even wish to deny the utter pleasure you got from the moment. And yet, you longed for his touch. It could be as simple as cupping your cheek and kissing your lips. Or it could be as bad as grabbing your waist and making you ride him himself. 

However, Kaiser did no such thing. “I’m not going to touch you at all,” he stated to clear any misunderstanding from your part. You whined at his statement, yet continued humping yourself on his thigh. Your mouth was hanging open, as moan after moan rolled off your tongue. You felt the oxygen in your lungs decreasing, as you were feeling overwhelmed. He stayed true to his word. He didn’t touch you, not even once. He didn’t even bounce his leg to add some friction. And that drove you over the edge of insanity, feeling as if you could lose your mind any minute now. 

“Don’t slow down now,” he taunted. “I know you’re close. I can feel your cunt pulsing.”

He was right, you were indeed about to cum. But your strength betrayed you. You felt numb after only humping yourself on his thigh. “Kaiser… Please… Touch me…” you whined, hoping that he might take some pity in the pathetic little you and drive you to your orgasm. “Only you can make me cum…”

Ridding himself of his robe, he lifted you up and threw you on the bed. Taking his glasses off, which he left on the nightstand, he climbed up, hovering above you, looking down at you as a predator looking at its prey. He attacked your neck, biting your flesh hard, making you scream, whilst his left hand slid down your body and came in contact with your pussy. He rubbed his fingers on your drenched folds, then violently thrusted them inside, making your breath hitch and your back arch. Within minutes, you cummed on his fingers, hearing him evilly laugh at you. 

He didn’t give you time to take a break. He rolled you on your stomach, spread your legs and slightly lifted your hips up. He stroked his throbbing cock a few times, before aligning himself with your hole. “Wait, Kaiser—” He thrusted hard into your cunt that gladly swallowed him up. His thrusts were violent, as he almost completely pulled out, before slamming forcefully himself back in. He was holding tightly onto your right bicep and the back of your throat, holding you down to take all of him. 

Kaiser 10; if you wanted to blame someone — or more accurately something — that would be his jersey. The moment you walked out wearing his large jersey that barely covered your ass, he thought you were the most breathtaking woman in the world. However, his possessiveness soon enough usurped control over his body and here we are now. You were screaming on top of your lungs, tightly holding onto the bed sheets, as Kaiser ravaged your cunt. 

You could feel your ass burning red from his aggressive thrusts and yet you felt so good, you couldn’t stop coating him with your slick. He noticed you crying and couldn’t help but chuckle, as he leant down and kissed a tear away. You were whimpering, asking him — no, begging him to be a tiny bit gentler. And as expected, he outrageously condemned your pleas, whilst sucking one of his bite marks on your neck. “No matter what you say, you’re loving this. Your cunt is tightened perfectly around me, my little whore,” he cooed in your ear. 

He made you cum again and again, to the point where you couldn’t think a single thing anymore. Your body reacted instinctively to him. You were but a whiny moaning mess, mumbling incoherent words along with his name. Kaiser couldn’t have been more pleased with this outcome. “Fuck—” he moaned, as he thrust one more time and orgasmed, his head falling back, cumming deep in your abused cunt.

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[verysium]

ACT 1, SCENE 1: blue lock headcanons

rin is the type to have hyper-fixations, except you would literally never know. this man is discreet, as in batman level of shadiness. one time, he accidentally took too much adderall at 3 a.m. and considered making a shrine of you inside his bedroom closet. he was already halfway done with printing and cutting out your pictures before he realized what he was doing. that was the only time you caught him slipping, and he doesn't even remember most of it. definitely makes little voodoo dolls and sticks pins in the people he hates (looking at you, isagi.)

sae smells like fresh linens and warm laundry. sometimes, if you snuggle up to him, you can also sniff out hints of the sea. if you asked him what shampoo he uses though, he would not know. (it's definitely a 5-in-1 though since this man emphasizes practicality above all else.)

kaiser is secretly a pathetic coward with zero pain tolerance. he had a smug smirk on his face the entire time he got his blue rose tattoo done because of how badly he wanted to impress you. definitely went home later that day and cried from the pain. he would scream and be an overdramatic baby when you tried to remove the saniderm.

rin would insist that he is not like sae in the slightest but then proceeds to act like a sore loser when he doesn't immediately win. do not challenge him to any game that involves a ball. competitiveness runs through the entire itoshi bloodline.

sae is financially illiterate. he would definitely buy you anything you looked at for longer than 0.5 seconds. when the cashier asks him where to send the check, he tells them to ring it all up on his manager. definitely does not know how much is too much.

reo tried to get nagi into houseplants once he saw how lackluster nagi's apartment was. but all of them except the cactus died since nagi forgot to water them. choki is obviously a trooper.

rin is lactose-intolerant, but his gourmand tastebuds only allow him to drink one specific brand of almond milk. would make you drive two hours back to the grocery store just because you accidentally forgot to get the unsweetened version without the artificial vanilla flavoring.

noa is very grounded, mostly due to his background but also because of his personality. definitely the type to be rich but not act rich. he would get along very well with keanu reeves. that's not to say he won't spoil you though. this man would let you have whatever you wanted, so long as it was reasonable.

sae is a horrible gift-giver. every christmas, he gives you socks, a mug, or some random overpriced souvenir he panicked and bought at the airport on the way home. needless to say your kitchen is now overcrowded with jumbo fridge magnets and keychains.

shidou would flirt with the entire female population but with an almost exclusive emphasis on teachers. if you showed up one day wearing a pencil skirt, he would go absolutely feral.

rin used to be the shortest in his class back in primary school. he went home after picture day and cried because they made him stand on the bottom row for the class picture. years later though, he now towers over both you and sae.

chigiri was very close to his older sister when growing up. she definitely forced him into some very embarrassing predicaments. one time, his sister made him model all of her dresses, and he paced around the hallway in full catwalk style for an entire afternoon. because his sister used to play with his hair, he always makes you run your fingers through his locks and do the braids for him. it's a force of habit.

chris heavily overuses cologne despite being the touchiest man in existence. he doesn't understand why people try to distance themselves from him. no one told him he smelled like an entire distilled perfumery until the day you came into his life.

rin gets jealous over sae's fangirls, especially the ones that carry around cardboard signs during games. a fan wants to get married to his brother? not on his watch. you had to physically drag him out one time because he was infinitesimally close to throwing hands.

kunigami is a firm believer in women's rights (and wrongs.) one time his sisters were bullied at school for their dresses, so he showed up fully decked in hello kitty merchandise and a hot pink bow on his head just to show the boys that feminine wear can be cool too. toxic masculinity is actually scared of him.

sae had a teacher phase as a child, except everything was football related. he sat rin down in front of a whiteboard while he took a stick and walked his little brother through every single passing combination in existence. also deliberately gave rin a failing grade because his standards are so high. rin started crying, and sae felt bad, so he changed them all into passing marks.

nagi definitely plays dress up games on his phone. sometimes when you're both rotting in bed on a saturday evening, he asks you if he should use pink or blue eyeshadow for the disney princess for whom he's currently giving a makeover.

sae keeps random hair ties on his wrists. the tabloids used to speculate that those hair ties were evidence for him dating someone in secret. lo and behold, the paparazzi later catches him shopping for groceries with his hair tied up in pigtails. those hair ties are, in fact, only for him.

niko has family issues, no explanation needed. definitely had some unresolved trauma on his mother's side. he secretly thinks he doesn't deserve you, but your kindness is always there to bring him away from his insecurities.

hiori has curated playlists for every mood. his taste is absolutely immaculate. when you go on late night drives with him, he's always in charge of the speakers. doesn't want you to know that music used to be his place of solace during the times his parents were fighting, but the warmth of your hand on his makes him believe that everything will be alright.

rin used to get a high fever at night sometimes, but instead of going straight to his parents, he would creep into his brother's room and hover above the bed like a specter. rin would stand there and just whisper, "sae, i frew up." after he started dating you though, he just climbs under the sheets without asking. please take care of this poor boy.

nagi massacres his exams with absolutely illegible penmanship but then proceeds to get every single question correct. his teacher never put his work up on the wall because it looked entirely like chicken scratch. you had to reteach him the entire alphabet just so people could actually understand his written work.

rin and sae both get sunburnt easily, except sae actually cares for his skin and meticulously puts on sunscreen beforehand. one time, you three all went to the beach and rin was the only one who came home looking like a burnt tomato.

barou used to live with his grandmother every summer, and she would force him to clean the entire house with her. that is where he picked up such good cleaning habits. his personal hygiene is impeccable, and he would love nothing more than to brush his teeth with you every morning and make the bed together. spring cleaning is his favorite hobby.

sae was on spider-catching duty every time there was an arachnid longer than 5 centimeters in the house. he would pick up the spider with bare hands while you and rin both stood in the corner of the bathroom, trying to act cool but internally screaming.

© verysium 2023 / please do not translate, repost, or plagiarize any of my works

[n-fblog]

who up blueing their lock rn

[milaisreading]

Manager!Yn AU where she basically justifies whatever Anri does

Ego: Yn, she literally took my food away.

Manager!Yn: She is saving your arteries!

Chris: Anri shortened my shower time!

Manager!Yn: We need to save up on bills

Noa: Anri locked Lavinho and I into a room the other day

Manager!Yn: She was just feeling silly :3

Lavinho:???

Snuffy: Anri stole all the pasta from our stratum-

Manager!Yn: God forbid women have hobbies 🙄

[princetenkoo]

Star Change (2023)

[fuji-haruka-iroiro]

masters

[maochira]

[boinin]

Blue Lock Volume 22 Omake

[opalescentidiot]

imagine if ninja got a low taper fade…

imagine if ninja got a low taper FAAAAAAADDDDEE

[galaxynajma]

Repeat after me

They are NOT old man yaoi

Being in your early thirties is not old yaoi 😭

[bachirasbodyguard]

"what the fuck did he say??" a.k.a. blue lock as Clickhole celebrity quotes (part II)

[strawchocoberry]

I JUST CAN’T HELP BUT BE SEXUAL

୨୧ featuring: itoshi sae, oliver aiku, chris prince, michael kaiser x fem reader 

ଘ cw: smut, cockwarming, pet names, nipple play, clit stimulation, multiple orgasms, rough sex, degradation kink, choking, dumbification, dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie 

୨୧ synopsis: cockwarming with them turned into them fucking your brains out

ଘ wc: 3.5k

ʚ ITOSHI SAE ɞ 

It wasn’t unusual for you to sit on his lap while you were watching a movie. Sae liked that, as he was able to soothingly run his hands on your thighs whenever you got scared, while kissing your cheek and murmuring that you needn’t feel afraid, as he was with you. There was also one other reason. You might not be able to see his face, but you could understand that Sae found the movie dull, when his hands started grabbing your ass. And on the occasion he was bored to death, he would resort to emergency measures. 

“S-Sae!” you called out his name in a whiny voice. “I’m trying to watch the movie.” 

“You do that, love. Don’t mind me, just focus on the movie.” 

He might have said that, but it was impossible for you to continue paying attention to the screen. How did he expect you to focus, when his cock was resting inside your cunt that engulfed him oh so perfectly? Sae was doing literally nothing. He just sat there comfortably, feeling your walls tightening around him. You were squirming on your seat, trying as best as you could not to move, even though his hardened cock made it quite a challenge. His hands were firmly holding onto your ass, fondling your ass cheeks, in an attempt for him to cure his boredom. 

You tried hard to concentrate on the movie, but he made it impossible. His throbbing cock had you throwing your head on his shoulder, him wrapping his arms around your body, as he kissed your neck. Sae was clearly turned on by now, that was an understatement. Yet he wasn't going to thrust his cock, not until you told him to, purely out of respect for your want to watch the movie. You rolled your hips in an attempt to get some friction, feeling as if you were going crazy, only for Sae to stop you. 

“I thought you wanted to focus on the movie,” he murmured, as he sucked on your neck. 

“Sae… Please…” 

He could never say “no” to those beautiful, pleading eyes; not in a thousand years and definitely not now. Capturing your lips in his, you felt him thrusting his cock in your soaked walls, slowly and teasingly, just so that he could drive you insane. His hand slid underneath his t-shirt which you were currently wearing, reaching your breasts and playing with your nipple, stimulating you further, as his other hand reached down and rubbed your clit, making you moan in your kiss. 

“Sae… Faster… Please…” you begged him. While you enjoyed feeling him stretching you all the way to the depths of your little cunt, you were desperate for him to make you cum. And at this pace, you weren’t going to experience that sweet ecstasy any time soon. His hips snapped, as he started pounding into you faster, just like you had requested. You held onto his arms that were holding onto your upper body, closing your eyes, as you focused on the sensation of him thrusting hard into your walls. 

Your body spasmed around his cock, as he fucked you through your orgasm, while you moaned for him to give you more. And he did. With his cock still buried into your cunt, Sae turned you around to face him. “Go ahead, love. Ride my cock till you’re satisfied.” He was just sitting there, looking at you as he waited for you to make a move. Placing your hands onto his stomach for support, you started bouncing yourself on his cock, moaning at how deep it reached. Leaning to his face, he lazily responded to your kiss. His hands caressed your body, before finding their rightful place on your hips. 

Sae slapped your ass, hearing you whimper in his ear. “You want me to fuck you myself, is that it?” he asked, his hands now slamming your hips on his cock. “Because I know for a fact that this isn’t enough to please you.” Your cunt creamed all over him, his vicious thrusts having you moaning his name amongst otherwise incoherent and nonexistent words. Sae smirked at how your walls clamped around him, making it impossible for him to pull himself out. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, painting your skin with his marks, as your body trembled in his embrace, already experiencing your second orgasm. 

He cummed into your cunt, filling you to the bream, having your eyes roll to the back of your skull. “More… More…” you meowled. Heeding to your demand, Sae had you lie on the couch, lifting your ass up, before thrusting himself in those tight walls of yours again. He was holding onto your ass, ramming into you just the way he knew would have you screaming, your face buried in one of the pillows. You had cummed twice and yet you were still getting more and more turned on as time passed by. 

You had lost track of time. You had lost track of how many times you had cummed. Your mouth was blubbering nonsense, but to his ears it sounded like a melody. Sae thrusted one more time, before reaching his orgasm, his movements coming to a halt, as he remained deeply buried in your cunt for a while. He kissed your shoulders, as his hands drew soothing lines across your exhausted body, whispering how good you had been for him. Pulling out, he took a minute to marvel at the mix of your releases dripping down your thighs. 

ʚ OLIVER AIKU ɞ

You sat in-between his legs, your head resting on his muscular chest, as you let him take care of you. After a shower, simply immersing yourself in the warm fresh water of the bathtub made you relax. Oliver was sitting behind you, kissing your shoulders and neck, making you ticklish. He couldn’t help but ran his fingers all over the marks he had left upon your body earlier, when he fucked you dumb until you were exhausted. Truth be told, he wanted to continue, not feeling as if he had had enough of you yet. But he didn’t wish to push you any further. 

You could feel his hardened cock on your ass. You turned your body around to face him, standing on your knees, your legs on either side of him. Oliver caressed your cheek gently, as he leant onto his hand, supporting himself on his elbow. His eyes wandered to your body, taking in how breathtakingly beautiful you were, branded all over with his marks. Wrapping his arm around your body, Oliver pulled you closer, burying his face in your breasts, as you ran your fingers through his hair. 

“You seem to be in a tight spot,” you pointed out. 

He chuckled, before raising his head to look at you, his chin resting on your chest. “You don’t need to worry about that, sweetheart.”

“No, that won’t do.” 

Oliver moaned, as you slid down slowly on his erect cock, slightly hissing from the lack of sufficient lubrication. Taking him all in, you wrapped your hands around his neck and relaxed your muscles. You crushed your lips on his, as the two of you exchanged sloppy and lazy open-mouthed kisses. You made out as he remained balls deep inside you, neither of you moving, just enjoying the sensation for a little while. 

Unconsciously, your hips started swirling around his shaft, suddenly feeling yourself turned on again. Oliver couldn’t help the smirk that curved on his lips, hearing your soft moans echo in the bathroom. He started thrusting his hips slowly into your velvet walls, as he held your waist firmly, aware that you were tired. His every touch was soft as a feather, making your body shiver from the intimacy of the moment. 

He made you painfully aware of how well his throbbing cock stretched out your little cunt. You were squeezing him tight inside you, not wanting him to pull out, not now or ever. On any other occasion, Oliver would have already started pounding into you as if he were in heat, making you scream his name and cum all over his cock. In fact, he had already done that just a while ago, which was the reason why he restrained himself. Not to mention that he quite liked having slow, loving sex once in a while, as he thought that it had its own grace. 

He was feeling thankful to have been able to slide himself in that cunt he adored so much, despite all your exhaustion. Other than any movement you made on your own, Oliver maintained his slow paced tempo. Intertwining your fingers on both hands, he brought them to his lips, kissing them softly. His eyes pierced through your body, making you blush from his tender gesture, which he found adorable, as he knew very well what an utter slut you could be for him. 

Holding tightly his hands, you started riding him, feeling impatient now to climax. Oliver just sat there, overwhelmed by your beauty, as you chased after your release. Your moans were enough to make him cum right then and there, but you came first. Coming to your aid, he jerked his hips upwards in a rougher manner, as he kissed your shoulder all the way down to your breasts, taking turns in sucking each nipple in his mouth, having you throw your head back, your hands clutching tightly his. 

He couldn’t help but laugh at your cute expression as you fought back the urge to fall asleep right at that moment, in spite of the fact that you were on the verge of orgasming. Grabbing your chin, Oliver captured your lips, muffling all those pretty moans of yours. His hands held tightly onto your waist keeping you in place, as he thrusted his cock in those creamy walls of yours, sending you to your release. He followed right behind you, burying himself inside you, as he cummed, coating every inch of your cunt. 

You kissed his lips one more time, before resting your head on his shoulder, whilst trying to regulate your breath. Oliver softly caressed your back, giving your head a little peck, helping you calm down from your high. Your shallow breathing and that cute little snore curved a loving smile on his lips, feeling you now completely asleep in his arms. Cleaning you up, he took you to the bed, lying your sleeping form down, before filling up the empty spot next to you. Unconsciously, you buried yourself in his arms the moment he lay down, making him chuckle. 

ʚ CHRIS PRINCE ɞ 

His favourite day was always the day after a football match. Well, definitely the day of the match was important to him and he would give his best performance throughout the game, but nothing beat waking up in his bed next morning, curled up in the bed sheets with you in his arms. Don’t even get him started if he had won the match the previous night. Chris would spend his entire morning just lying there next to you, watching you sleep so peacefully, feeling as if he were the luckiest person on earth. 

His mind would slowly start making dirty scenarios, thinking how perfect it would be if he were to just fuck you out of your slumber, welcoming you to the new day by making you cum on his cock. He would try to take care of his boner on his own, but that was never enough for him. Kissing your neck, he slowly slipped himself in your cunt, a low moan escaping his lips. Chris caressed your bare body underneath the bed sheets, leaving small kisses on your neck and shoulders. Sleeping naked was a habit you had picked up thanks to him. 

He didn’t make a single move, only remained deeply buried in your cunt, feeling euphoric from the warmth and tightness. He couldn’t help but chuckle at your little frowns in your sleep as you felt him getting more and more hard. You moaned, as your walls tightened around him, making it almost impossible for him to refrain from pounding into you. His arms wrapped around your body, as Chris massaged your breasts, earning a few more moans from his sleeping princess. 

He didn’t plan on actually fucking you — or at least not that soon. Chris simply wanted to relax a bit more before going about his day. However, naughty little you had other plans, when you shamelessly started moving your hips across his shaft, still sleeping. And he would be heartless not to heed to your obvious pleas for him to take you right then and there. Thrusting himself deep in your cunt, Chris watched over your shoulder at your reactions, getting more and more turned on. 

“C-Chris…” you moaned, slowly starting to wake up. 

“Good morning, princess.” He kissed your neck. 

Your body arched against him, aiding him in hitting all your pleasure spots. You hadn’t quite realised when all this had started and truthfully that was the least of your concerns at the moment. Seeing you awake, Chris picked up his pace, thrusting now faster into your drenched cunt, making you clutch hard onto your pillow. You were so beautiful, moaning his name as soon as you woke up. And even if it was entirely his fault, he would still make it seem as if it was yours. 

“You like my cock that much, don’t you, princess?” Chris mocked you, pulling back to admire the hickey he left on your neck. “Is that why you’re going crazy on it first thing in the morning? Oh my, what a dirty little girl you are. Just what am I going to do with you?”

But your half-awake, half-asleep brain couldn’t actually process his words, as his cock had it going dumb from the immense unexpected pleasure that seized control of your body. With a swift move, Chris had you lay on your stomach, as he thrusted himself into your cunt forcefully. You were screaming in the pillow, only for him to sneak his hand underneath and choke you out of it. “I want to hear those filthy moans, princess. Louder.” Soon enough, the room was filled with your moans, driving him towards his orgasm. 

Cumming into your cunt, he cupped your breasts and he continued pounding into you, fucking you out of your own orgasm. And if you thought that he was done, you didn’t know him as well as you’d like to believe. This was only the appetiser. The main dish was about to be served. And let’s not forget about dessert. Not even last night’s win had managed to satisfy him. He was hungry for more; he was hungry for you. Chris literally fucked you awake only to experience the honour of having you usurp his control and use him now to quench your own appetite for him. 

And while he let you do your thing for a while, he couldn’t allow himself to be under your command for long. “Mmm… Yeah… Just right there… Oh, fuck— Please… Harder…” He laughed at your face, seeing you frown and even cry when he slowed down on purpose, his thrusts now becoming more shallow and all of it just for the sole reason of punishing you, reminding you who is in control. Chris fucked you dumb right from the day’s start, which caused you to be a cute little silly mess for the entire day. But he didn’t care, he found it to be one of your charms. 

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ 

“You forgot your glasses again,” you scolded him. 

Kaiser was sitting on the couch, going through some stuff on his tablet. You could see how he had started struggling to read properly, having overexerted his eyes once again. Making yourself comfortable on his lap, you put his glasses on and smiled at him. “Thank you, darling.” He leant closer and kissed your lips, then wrapped his arms around you, as you rested your chin on his shoulder, him returning his attention back on his tablet. 

It felt nice, being engulfed by his scent always calmed you down. Kaiser would occasionally kiss your head, while soothingly ran his tattooed hand up and down your back. You enjoyed it, of course, but you really needed him at that moment. He couldn’t help but smirk at your hips grinding on him. “Oh, what do we have here?” he asked in a taunting tone. “Do you want my cock, darling?”

“Mmmm…” you moaned, feeling yourself get more and more aroused. “I need you now, Kaiser.” 

“Well, that is a problem.” 

You turned to look at him with a puzzled expression on your face. Kaiser kissed your lips, his tongue penetrating your mouth as his arms caged you in his embrace. Pulling back, he smirked, as he caressed your cheek, observing how breathless you already were by just one kiss. He removed your clothes slowly and agonisingly, taking pleasure in all your desperate whimpers for his touch. His name came out as a moan from your lips, as he rubbed two fingers on your drenched cunt. 

“Such a whore. And all for me.” Choking your neck, he bit down on your shoulder, then sucked on your flesh, leaving behind a hickey. Getting rid of his sweatpants and boxers, leaving himself naked as well, he aligned his hardened cock with your cunt, thrusting hard all the way in. You were about to move, when Kaiser stopped you, holding your waist down. He smirked, hearing you whimper, impatient for him to pound into you just the way that had your little mind go dumb. “What is it, darling? I thought you wanted my cock. Well, I gave it to you, didn’t I?” he feigned ignorance. 

You should have known better than to tell him that. When it came to sex, more often than not if there was something you wanted, Kaiser would make sure to take his sweet time before actually giving it to you. He teased you and mocked you, having you beg him for what you wanted. “Now, be a good little whore for me and stay still. I’m not done yet.” Resuming his attention on his tablet, he appeared completely unbothered by your cunt tightening around him. Yet you knew he was barely holding himself back, feeling his cock throb in your velvet walls. 

You had two options; be a good little whore and do as you were told or… “Hmm, you really wish to defy me?” Kaiser asked you amused, watching you move your hips on his cock. “You know what will happen next if you don’t stop right this instant, right?” Oh, you knew very well. You bet everything on him snapping right then and there, feeling as if you could cum only by that irritated look in his eyes. Innocently looking at his eyes, you shamelessly rode his cock, biting your bottom lip as you felt him reach deep inside you. “You’ve been warned, whore.” 

His hands kept your body still, as he started thrusting himself in your cunt. He buried himself on your breasts, sucking and biting all over them. Biting down on one of your nipples, he looked up to watch your lips part as you moaned his name. You would be lying if you said it didn’t hurt, although that was part of the fun. All that pent-up feeling of lust in your body washed over you, creaming all over his cock, curving a mocking smirk on his lips. 

Kaiser flipped you on your back, holding you down by your neck, as he continued pounding into you. You felt overwhelmed by his aggressiveness, a tiny bit of scared as well, but you relished the feeling. You were holding onto the couch for dear life as he ravaged your cunt, his tattooed hand pressing down on your stomach, forcing your breath out of your lungs. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, feeling him cum in your tight cunt that desperately clamped around him, not wanting him to leave. His hands on your waist were holding your body bruisingly tight, yet you couldn’t mind less about the kinds of marks he engraved upon you. 

The emperor was feeling generous today. He was going to shower you with his love and affection, as he would touch you tenderly, making you melt in his arms. And then stupid little you had to have it your way and dare to disobey him. Of course, he could never have that happening. Kaiser drove you from one orgasm to another, making you a total mess, ruined mascara tears running down your cheeks, your voice almost lost and your body marked down to the bones from him. And fuck, you looked so gorgeous, screaming his name as he had you orgasm for the last time.

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[pparadiselost]

avoir.

various (blue lock) x fem reader how they like to make you cum warning(s): nsfw minors do not interact.

on their mouth!

There’s a rush they get from knowing that they can completely unravel you without even lifting a finger. They’ll yank you onto their face, strong hands grabbing onto your thighs as they pull your dripping pussy down onto their mouth. They can’t get enough of your taste in their mouth, and no matter how many times you’ve cum all over their lips, they’ll swallow it all down and lean back in for more. They’re not letting you go, not until you’re twitching on the bed from, sheets soaked with your cum, brain muddled except for the thought of how addictive their tongue feels on your cunt. And when you yank at their hair, crying about how it’s too much, how you can’t cum again, they’ll simply laugh and pin your hips down just to prove that yes, you can give them one more. 

YUKIMIYA, AIKU, lavinho, prince, snuffy

on their fingers!

Maybe it’s a pride thing. Either way, they think you look the prettiest when you’re grinding down on their hand, their fingers spreading apart your pretty pussy and fucking you out on two or three of their lithe fingers. Their wrist rubs slow circles onto your clit, and their eyes stay fixed on you while you squirm and moan. They’ll curl their knuckles inside of you, imitating the teasing movements of their cock inside of your tight pussy. It’s unfair how smug they look when they feel your cunt squeeze and gush around them, cooing at you about how cute you are, feeling this good from being fucked by nothing but their fingers.

aryu, KARASU, luna, EGO, sae, kuon 

on their cock!

This is what they think feels best for the both of you. Splitting you in two on their cock, feeling your cunt gush and cream around their girth, eyes fixed on your face while your eyes and mouth twitch in pleasure. They want to stuff your cute pussy with their cock, emptying their heavy balls into your cunt until the only thing on your mind is feeling more of their dick. It’s not their fault that you’re so irresistible when you’re all fucked out and hazy, babbling about how it’s too good, how you can’t get enough, how you want more of their cock inside you… Lucky for you, they’re more than happy to oblige: pressing you down into their bed as they stretch your fucked out cunt all over again. 

barou, SHIDOU, NOA, kaiser

[riririnnnn]

Meme-ing time!

[milaisreading]

Crossdresser!Yn as a toddler (The coaches taking care of her):

Lavinho: Now... Where did he go?

Chris: Who?

Lavinho: Y/n, Ego told me to take care of him for an hour. I kinda lost him...

Chris: How do you lose a child?!

Lavinho: I don't know- Oh, there he is! Why is he crying tho?

Snuffy, holding the crying toddler while Loki tries to calm him down with funny faces: Noa just ruined his whole life.

Noa: I just took the laundry detergent from him before he could eat it.

Lavinho: Awww

Chris: IT'S NOT 'AWWW', LAVINHO!

[loser-vxbez]

Men that say they are your Christmas gift when asked if they've bought you anything, only for them to bombard you on Christmas morning with shopping bags full of all the things you mentioned wanting throughout the year.

𝗕𝗹𝗹𝗸 : Michael kaiser, Shidou ryusei, Karasu tabito, Oliver aiku, Otoya eita, Pablo Cavasoz, Lavinho, Chris Prince, Don Lorenzo.

- mb ✋😦🤚 this is my first drabble/imagine(?) 💀

❤︎ 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 ❤︎