#hyoma chigiri x you

[megu-nya]

★·.·´ SHE LIKE TO DRESS UP, I KNOW `·.·★

★ ¦ ft: hyoma chigiri :: rensuke kunigami :: tabito karasu

★ ¦ tw: nsfw :: fem!reader :: role play :: doctor x patient :: nipple play :: teacher x student :: degrading :: boss x employee

★·.·´ HYOMA CHIGIRI `·.·★

"So? What brought you here today?", he asked you, watching as you sat down on the bed, he himself placed in his chair in front of his desk, one knee over another and his hands placed on them. "Well doc, you see, I have this stinging pain in my chest that just won't go away...", you said, shyness taking over you. Even if you agreed to this little role play, it still made you nervous. Maybe even more nervous than when you had your first time.

"Hm, I see...", Hyoma said, bringing his hand up to his face and covering parts of his chin and mouth as if he was thinking about what could've caused the "stinging pain" in your chest. He sighed before he spoke again. "I have to examine you before I can make a further diagnosis."

You looked at him and could see a little smirk plastering his face. Alone the thought of what will happen aroused him, the buldge in his pants clearly visible. You gulped as he stepped closer and instructed you to lay down on your bed.

"I need you to remove your shirt and bra", he told you and you did as he said, bare chest now on full display for him as he got onto bed too and hovered over you, examining your body with his eyes thorougly. "I will now start to touch your chest area. If something hurts or is uncomfortable, tell me right away", he said, a real hint of concern in his voice, noticing the way your hands trembled from nervousness. You just nodded, a sigh escpaing your mouth when his warm hands found their way onto your breasts, skillful fingers flicking over your hardened nipples, elicting a mewl from you.

"Are you feeling any discomfort?", your boyfriend, or rather doctor, asked you, the buldge in his pants making his mind all fuzzy, but he had to hold back. He cannot fuck you, not yet. He had to keep this on for a little longer. He watched as you shook your head and bit down on your lip, not saying a word, letting him do as he pleased.

★·.·´ RENSUKE KUNIGAMI `·.·★

"I didn't agree on giving you private lessons for you to be like that. You really are good at nothing", he growled, rolling his eyes at the way your ass grinded against his crotch, desperate to get some sort of relieve. "Can't concentrate on this like you're supposed to? Such a slut you are", he whispered into your ear, making your pussy clench around nothing, your grinding becoming even harder, feelings his dick twitch at the friction.

"You know, me making you sit in my lap was actually to keep an eye on you", he groaned, a big fat smirk plastering his face. "Are you that desperate to get off from your teachers dick? - fuck!", he gritted through his teeth, your grinding becoming wilder and wilder with every second passing, making his head spin in ecstasy, his dick aching for relieve. He had to punish you for that.

With one swift movement he removed you from his lap and bent you over the table, lifting your skirt and admiring the big wet patch on your panties. You really were a desperate girl. Soon you heard the sound of his belt getting removed. You thought he was ready to fuck your brains out, but your "teacher" had other plans. A yelp left your mouth when you felt the belt getting whipped onto your ass, a red stripe getting imprinted on the soft flesh.

"Thought you'd get my cock, huh?", he mocked you, exactly knowing what you were thinking seconds ago, before he whipped you. As if to empathise his words he did it again, this time a cry out of pain escaping your mouth, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. But that didn't stop Rensuke. No, in fact, it fueled him even more.

At first he wasn't fond of this sort of role play but now his mind can only think about keeping up this role of authority he played.

★·.·´ TABITO KARASU `·.·★

"You know that your preformce has decreased in the past weeks?", he asked you, one hand resting on the table and the other one on his hip, flexing his muscular arms as he held up almost his whole weight with it, a grin adorning his face at the way you looked at his arm and hand, veins becoming more prominent than ever, making your mouth water and your pussy contract. You gave him a nod as answer.

"It's so bad, that I considered firing you. But even if your performance has been shit, you're one of our most reliable and trustworthy employees. What are we gonna do about that...?", he continued to explain, mind unable to focus on anything else than his muscles in the tight, white dress shirt he was wearing, sleeves rolled up until his biceps, the three most upper buttons not closed, revealing his chisled chest, shirt stretched into his dress pants. He was surely a feast for the eyes.

"I'll do anything, sir! Please don't fire me!", you practically begged him, his gaze wandering up and down your body, admiring your breasts in the blouse you were wearing, your skirt having inched up your thighs and exposing them, even almost showing the lacy underwear you were wearing.

"Anything you say...", he more said to himself than to you, but you still nodded as a response, the smirk he had on the whole time now becoming more devilish in nature, his eyes dark. "Get on the floor", he ordered you and without a second thought you obliged, doing as he said. Sitting there you looked up at him, eyes widening when you noticed his hands reaching for his belt and unbuckling it, tossing it to the side and unzipping his dress pants, letting them fall down onto the floor with a thud.

Your mouth began to water at the sight of his boner getting restrained from his underwear, a wet patch having formed on the dark blue fabric. "I think you know what you're supposed to do now", he said, looking down at you, unbuttoning his dress shirt in the process, but not taking it off. Your eyes were practically glued onto him, wandering from his chest down to his abs and further down, following his happy trail to the hem of his underwear, fingers hooking into the waistband, and pulling it down, read to take all of his length.

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[koiir]

⸻ The Feels ⸻

Scenarios with your crush, based on moments with me and my crushes

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ Characters; Isagi, chigiri, reo x gn!reader

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ Genre/content; fluff, some angst + comfort on chigirs part | high school au, not proofread

A/n; i swear with school it’s been so much harder to write but this is an idea I’ve been wanting to write about bc why not

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ ISAGI YOICHI

Isagi who is the boy who you’ve liked for…how long? You don’t know why you still hold feelings for him, it’s a bittersweet feeling for you since you haven’t actually ever talked to him. Unless it was school related, you just never had the guts to talk to him on your own free will.

Maybe it’s the hope in your heart that things maybe some can potentially happen, I mean—you two do have three classes together, and this isn’t the first year you two have had classes together.

So when you walk into class seeing your classmates scattered around, its evidence of the new seating chart that has been made. Somehow, your seat is the same and your friend is also in the same seat as before—but he isn’t. Isagi.

Cause now you have isagi seated right in front of you…you feel yourself try and compose yourself as quickly as you can before walking to your tabel. You notice the look your friend is giving you, a clear indication that they will clearly have a fun time with this arrangement…

“How long are we assigned these seats for?” You ask heading over to your table placing your items down and taking a seat. You try and not to look at isagi, but it’s so hard when he is clearly the other person in your view as you look at your friend.

Why out of all seats does he sit in front of you…it only makes your heart pound faster as he looks at you as you speak.

“Oh…I think for like a month or so.” What? A month of having isagi sitting in front of you?! You feel like you might pass out.

You try to keep your eyes on your teacher as she teaches, but whenever you take notes it’s almost perfect with how you and isagi move at the same.exact.time. You can’t help but spare glance at him—I mean, he is your crush after all…and what’s worse is he does the same thing.

You try not to crack a bashful smile, you keep your mouth covered with the your hand on your chin as you write down. But to focused on your own emotions, you don’t notice the way isagi has a red tint on his face as he takes on more glance at you.

Class feels more longer as you hear the soft ticking of the clock, your leg bounces up and down as you feel so many thoughts run through your head. It’s only worse when you’re stuck on a problem, you reread the question over and over but to no avail. You can’t seem to get an answer down.

You notice the way others around you turn the page over while you are still stuck, you start to feel anxious if you will be able to finish this before class ends.

“Do you need help [name?]?”

“Huh?”

You feel your face lift up immediately after hearing it, isagis voice catching you out of your trance. It’s only until you look at him that you feel yourself grow more nervous speaking to him face to face like this.

“You seem stuck” he tells you, you notice the soft smile on his face as he runs his hand looking at your sheet of paper filled with scribbles.

You grip your pencil tighter as you look down, holding eye contact with him for this long is making your heart want to explode. You wish for a smile to make its way on your face but you keep yourself composed.

“Oh…well, yeah. I just don’t…”

“Get it? Yeah, I had a hard time with that question too..”

Isagi hands you his paper, the smile now genuine as you see his flushed face. You feel yourself look at him and then the paper before giving a small smile before taking it.

“If you want I can explain it…or you can just copy it.” You look down bashfully as you smile writing down what he has on his paper onto yours.

“Ah no it’s fine…thanks.”

You don’t know why, but your hand writing comes out more sloppy. Maybe it’s because of the way you can feel isagi watching you closely as he awaits for you to finish, you try and rush but you wish for this moment to last longer.

“Of course, I can help anytime you need.” Maybe this month wouldn’t be so bad as you thought, cause now you had a chance to share more moments with isagi like these. That definitely feed into your delusions.

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ CHIGIRI HYOMA

You remember the first time you were introduced to chigiri, it was when you both were ten and in the same class. At first you found his confidence quite annoying as he would always find some way to annoy you, but you also found yourself looking forward to seeing him as well as playing with when it was time for recess.

Over the course of the couple months of your friendship, you found your feelings grow more for him—it stayed this way for a year until he ghosted you. Even though you were young, you knew what heartbreak was—and you felt this feeling once he no longer spared glances at you or tried to talk to you.

You and chigiri didn’t have any classes the year later, but even then you both kept in contact—but all of the sudden he just stopped. You didn’t know why, but it was clear something happened. To him at least.

It’s been a couple years, you won’t lie to yourself but you sometimes ponder on what could have been whenever you notice chigiri through out the hallways, you both now in middle school…until it’s your first year in high school.

What you didn’t expect was to enter the classroom filled with familiar faces, yet his face was one you didn’t expect. It seems you have no assigned seats, so you walk over to an empty table in the back with a friend of yours and when you do chigiri turns and looks at you.

It feels only natural to look back, but you quickly glance away while he doesn’t. You slowly sit down on your seat as you feel a weird feeling, it isn’t exactly that you are nervous but rather you don’t know what to feel. Maybe it’s because he left without saying anything.

You notice his small glances at you as he has to look back slightly to even see you, but you try to pay no mind to these glances. It’s not like you’ll see him after this, right?

Well you seemed to have jinx yourself because you have two other classes with chigiri…you definitely didn’t expect this since you haven’t had a single class with him in years.

It’s been three weeks since school has started, and you don’t know how to feel with chigiri being in three of your classes, you notice his glances—and you yourself find it hard to not look at him at least once. It’s been like this, where you two would occasionally make eye contact or in which you would find him glancing at you.

Or…those awkward moments in which you two stood face to face as you two looked at each other before you both walked away, or whenever you stood next to each other. The awkward tension being so unbearable for you….

It’s a normal class, yet you feel yourself dreading the next activity as you can’t be partners with someone you already have…you give your friend an annoyed glance as you both sigh wishing you two could work together.

When everyone is given instructions, most stay in their seats until someone gets up, and then the next until the cycle continues. You have options, you know most of these people so you wouldn’t mind being with any of them, but just as you are about to get up you notice him walking towards you.

“Wanna be partners?” You feel yourself immediately because stiff as you hear his voice, it’s been a while since you have—especially with how close he is. You haven’t been eye to eye with him for so long…

“Oh! Yeah, sure.” You hate the way your voice comes out saying that, but you feel your heart pounding. Maybe it’s because he isn’t smiling, maybe it’s his tone that makes you feel like he forgot all about the friendship you two once held. Buts that all in the past, you can’t do anything about it no.

But his smile makes you rethink things, it’s an awkward smile yet so cute on him. You feel your own lips curl into a small smile as you two get seated next to one another, reminding you of the past when you two always sat next to each other.

“You ready?” Unlike earlier, you notice the difference in his tone as chigiri looks at you, a grin on his face as he looks at you. You feel yourself looking back at him before feeling the warmth of this feeling in you, it gave you a sense of nostalgia being with him like this.

“Of course I am.” You say as you give chigiri a smile that reflects his own. You thought you could push away your thoughts from him, but not with the forced proximity, it seems to have worked out in your favor. Chigiri knows that this time, he won’t run away from it.

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ REO MIKAGE

It’s well known to you who reo is, his reputation already perceiving him even though it’s only the first year into high school—everyone hogging him trying to become a friend of his.

As for you, you don’t try and get to know him like your other peers as you just try and get all A’s—but it does annoy you how easily someone like him can get amazingly good grades. Does he even try?

As you pay no mind to the others around you and keep focused on yourself, it comes as a surprise to you that reo starts talking to you. It’s not exactly a normal conversation either…it’s more like he’s pestering you trying to catch your attention.

And you think that this is just him trying to get to know all of his classmate, yet when he does it more than once—you know reo is doing this on purpose. It certainly doesn’t help that you both share another class together, where he sits right across from you.

It stays this way throughout the year as reo’s pestering now turns into short conversations between you two, in which he always starts as he walks up to your desk.

You want to brush him off, but even you can’t get enough of this. You don’t know why, but you find yourself craving more because clearly these short lived moments aren’t satisfying you enough.

It only makes you more conflicted when you both share glances in the hallways, or whenever he waves to you whenever he can. In these moments, you find yourself smiling seeing him bashfully walk away with a blush as his friend drags him away.

It isn’t until the end of the year that you realize how you start to feel the flutter in your heart whenever reo is near, or that feeling of jealousy as you see others trying to hog him all for themselves. You can only sit as you watch, knowing that you feel more for him than you eventually thought.

It’s now your second year, a new year and you feel yourself hoping to have at least one class with reo as you walk through the hallways.

You feel a sense of happiness wash over you as you know you have two classes with reo, your last class you two share gives you the perfect view to spare glances at him—which leads you both to smile as he gives you a small wave. Similar to the year before, this continues for the rest of the months to come.

It’s most of the talk right now, the dance that the school holds every winter. Everyone talks the talk, throughout the hallway and even when entering the classroom.

“Are you going?”

“Who are you going with?”

You stand behind your desk as you talk with some others, until you look to the side and see reo enter into the classroom. You immediately look away before smiling as you ponder the question if reo is going.

“Hey, [name]…” he now stands in front of you as he grabs something behind your for the class, it isn’t the first time he’s been eye to eye with you like this.

“Hi reo.”

You notice his odd attitude, but it’s similar to other times whenever he talked to you at times. He looks away, almost wondering if he should say what he wants to. He then looks back at you asking you, “are you going to the dance?”

You feel taken aback at the question, since it is coming from reo. But you know everyone is talking about it, so you try and brush this feeling away.

“Oh…I actually don’t know yet. I know a couple of my friends are going but…you know.”

You laugh a bit wanting but reo takes your words and feels himself wanting to ask more. But the bell ringing is causing a disturbance to him as it indicates class will start, giving him no time to say what he wants.

“Are you going?” You quickly ask, seeing others starting to head down to their seats.

“Ah…yeah, why not!”

Reo says sheepishly, he looks down before giving you a grin as he walks to his seat to get ready for the class.

If anything, reo wasn’t actually planning to go—but he views this as an opportunity to at least ask you to with him, hoping it will change your mind about going to the dance. With him.

[hyomacchi]

hyoma chigiri bf hc♡

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a/n:i got no request yet and felt this acc is going to be dead if i post nothing on it so here i am with best boy hc<3

context:bf!hyoma chigiri x gn!s/o

tw:none!

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❥ bf!chigiri who will always make sure you got enough sleep. you have a messed up sleep schedule? not anymore.

❥ bf!chigiri who 'accidentally' makes an extra bento so he can gave it to you.

❥ bf!chigiri who actually are a good cook.

❥ bf!chigiri who took too long preparing his hair for your date.

❥ bf!chigiri who loves brushing and braiding your hair.

❥ bf!chigiri who is shocked when you brought back a black cat to your home, that cat is your kid now.

❥ bf!chigiri who helps you put up your hair in a ponytail if he sees your hair is all messy.

❥ bf!chigiri who is a light sleeper. If you're moving too much because of nightmares, he will wake you up and comforts you.

❥ bf!chigiri who enjoys reading a book with you.

❥ bf!chigiri who denies he's a little spoon even though he'll melt in your arms.

❥ bf!chigiri who always wakes up earlier than you so he could see your beautiful face everyday.

❥ bf!chigiri who pouts if you called him "princess".

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notes:this is very self indulgent. also pls request me. tq.

[maochira]

OMGG! Il absolutely love you crush headcanons for Shidou! You're such an amazing writer!

Can I ask you for Reo, Nagi and Chigiri headcanons too, gif your requests are open?

Thank you sooo much!

I really like writing these crushing headcanons ngl they're so cute 😭😭 These are shorter than the Shidou one though!! I have many more thoughts on Shidou than on these three,, (love them lots tho!!)

Requests open! - masterlist

gn!reader

Reo's crush on you is more than obvious to literally everyone. He starts spoiling you with everything possible and wants to have you around him all the time. He gets VERY jealous of anyone who gets close to you. He only wants you for himself and even before you start dating he tells people that you're his. Actually, many people believe you're dating before anything is official between you two because Reo is so obvious and open about his love for you. But hey, how could you not fall back for him?

It takes Nagi a while to realize what exactly he's feeling for you. He always feels warm on the inside if you're around and your hugs always send butterflies into his stomach. Whenever you're with him, he stops complaining about how exhausting everything is because he focuses on how comfortable it feels to spend time with you. He gets very clingy and wants hugs all the time. He even asks you to cuddle while he's playing video games. That's also what makes him realize what he's feeling for you!

As soon as Chigiri starts crushing on you, he gets a bit shy and more nervous around you. It's so unusual for him and he doesn't understand why he suddenly feels so different. He tries to act normal, but something about you makes him so nervous and he can't control himself properly. He stutters a lot and it makes him feel so embarrassed because he just wants to act normal around you. His hands also get a little sweaty most of the time. Once he realizes it's all because he has a crush on you, he somewhat gets his feelings and thoughts collected. He still becomes a nervous wreck around you more often than he'd like to and confessing his love is a huge struggle for him as well.

[ravereina]

TELL ME

Might of just wrote Chigiri to be a brat tamer 😇

He doesn’t mean it! You’re sure he doesn’t; he’s always been so nice to you! Never has he degraded or scolded you like this! Although it’s not like you’re hating this side of him... Even when he has you straddled on his thigh, holding your wrists together with one hand as the other rests on your hip.

 

"Go on, I don’t have the time for your nonsense right now."

He glared at you, relishing the sight of your breasts moving whenever you rutted your hips against him and the way you bit back moans whenever your hips stuttered. Had his cock straining against his pants.

Your brows furrowed as you grinded against his clothed thigh. Which made it all the more humiliating as you were completely naked and exposed while he was completely clothed. You tried not to make any noise, hoping to keep just a bit of your dignity. "Fuck princess, you’re soaked, I get you all wet like this?" He smirked, dipping one of his fingers against your clit and down to your hole, softly rubbing your nub as you whined, nodding your head. You gripped his wrist, bucking your hips as you tried to ride his fingers.

"Ease up slut." He murmured, placing a harsh slap on your clit that made you moan. "Mhph- Chigiri!"

You took your hands off him to clasp your mouth, embarrassed by the way you reacted. " —Unh, someone liked that, didn’t they?"

He scoffed out, Pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt at a slow pace, your juices making squelching noises that filled up the room mixed with your concealed whimpers. "F-Faster Chi," you whined out quietly, tears threatening to spill, mentally hoping that he’d listened, only to be met with a smirk as he brang his face closer towards you. His bright red eyes were looking into yours.

You've gotta speak louder, princess; how else will I be able to know what you want?" He hummed, still continuing his slow pace, till he realized you weren’t gonna talk. "Getting all shy with me now hm? That’s fine. Don’t expect anything else, though." He pulled his hands away from your cunt.

As you got up, whining from the lack of touch. You gripped his wrist. "Don’t! I’ll do it, Chigiri!  He hummed in satisfaction as he turned back to look at you.

"You really think it’s a good idea to make me wait after being a brat all day?"

You shook your head softly as your face blushed a bright red.  You turned your head away, Suddenly having it turned up to face Chigiri with his hand.

"Whores like you don’t get to hide away. So go on, talk to me, princess. Tell me what you want."

His condescending tone dripped both awe and annoyance. As he stared down at you, waiting for you to start. "Chigiri- c'mon, please? I’m sorry! I just need it so bad, I want to feel you all up in me, Chi!"

You held on to his sleeve as you pleaded with him, staring up at him with glossy eyes that flooded with tears as they dripped down your face.

"See, That wasn’t so hard for you now, hm?" He sighed out, Pushing his cherry-red locs away from his face as he pushed you up against the bed, pushing your knees against your chest as he pinned you down. Chigiri pumped his length, hissing as he spread the pooling tears of pre-cum on his tip before aligning up to your hole.

"G’nna put it in now alright, pretty?" He mumbled out, caressing your hip as he pushed his cock in slowly. The stretch stings. Chigiri was girther than most, so it always took a while for you to get adjusted. "Chi- hurts! it’s not gonna fit!" You mewled.

Tears trickled down your face as you hiccuped, trying to squirm away from the painful pleasure. He groaned, pinning your hip down on the bed.

"Stop being such a crybaby. It fit once already, it’ll fit again."

You bit back a moan with your hand as he inched into you, Resting his head on your chest as he bit and marked hickeys into your skin.  Distracting you as he finally bottomed out, waiting a few seconds just for you to get adjusted to the intrusion. "Fuck- see?  squeezing me so good, aren’t ya? Such a slut. My pretty little slut" Pulling out almost completely before slamming back in and thrusting when he ended his words.

"Taking my dick so well." He glared down at you, smirking while you writhed clawing at his back as you moaned out even more incoherent nonsense. "F-Fuck! Feels so good- Mmnph. G-gonna cum chi!"

You let out a desperate moan. His dick hit exactly the spot you wanted it to. You could feel his veins trace your velvet walls as he thrust in your cunt. The knot in your stomach felt like it was about to burst. Your hands intertwined with his long hair as you came.

Soaking the sheets and his cock as he rode you through the orgasm. You whined as he continued thrusting into you. His eyes squeezed shut as he mumbled that it wouldn’t take much longer.

"Gonna cum on your stomach, alright?" He mumbled out with a groan, He pulled out and stroked himself a few times before cumming on your stomach and partially on your breast.

This isn’t proofread and I didn’t try to put effort so it’s 😶 but it is what it is ig.

[erosuguru]

My Sister’s Best Friend Is a Total Smokeshow(?!)

MINORS+AGELESS BLOGS DNI, Hyoma Chigiri X Reader, all characters are 18+, Reader is chigiri’s older sister’s best friend, Reader is female, middle school chigiri mentioned a few times but no focus on it, theres not enough info on chigiri’s sister, 2k words

CW: NSFW, penetration, creampie, chigiri and reader fuck in chigiri’s childhood bedroom, tiddy sucking, clothed sex, no proof reading

Notes: no words shawty I wanna go to bed and read and play video games and write like theres so many things I wanna do and all I end up doing is sleeping aLSO I ACCIDENTALLY GOT LUOCHA WHILE TRYING TO BUILD PITY FOR BLADE WTHHHHH I WASNT EVEN GUARANTEED

The first time Chigiri saw you was when he was in middle school, he came home and heard chatter coming from his sister’s room, curiosity got the best of him although he still had the decency to knock first.

“Oh! Hyoma, Welcome home! (Name), this is my little brother.” His sister introduced, you were sitting next to her on her bed more upright as she was more relaxed, you smiled and nodded in acknowledgment to him.

“It’s good to meet you! Your sister’s told me a lot about you!” Maybe it was the hormones that came with his age but the younger Chigiri thought you were really pretty, his body followed orders like a robot to seem natural in front of you; he returned the nod, introduced himself and quickly excused himself, apologizing and closing the door to give his sister and you your privacy.

When you left, his sister waved bye to you at the front door and he stood behind her quietly before he let out a surprised noise when you waved bye to him as well, his sister wrote it off as puberty and that he would’ve acted like this towards any older girl. Immediately after she shut the door he bombarded her with questions: “what did you guys talk about?” “What did you tell her about me?”

After he calmed down, he found out that your family actually recently moved into the neighborhood and you met both his mother and his sister when you came by to introduce yourself, when he wasn’t home.

Slowly, as Chigiri grew older and as you visited more often, he would become more comfortable with you although there was a line he couldn’t cross due to the age gap (you being his sister’s age) and certain unspoken rules relating to siblings and friends:

1. Chigiri is only allowed to know surface level information about you

2. Chigiri was not allowed to befriend you on the same level as his sibling’s

3. If Chigiri wanted to gift you something, he’d have to do it through his sister

4. Chigiri was utterly positively definitely absolutely completely NOT ALLOWED to romance you in any way, shape or form.

He knew his sister wouldn’t have minded him getting chummy with you but he had a nagging feeling that it would still be awkward, the rules seemed extreme to outsiders however in his mind he knew that he needed to keep to these rules to avoid hostility, awkwardness or misunderstandings.

It was enough you were the center interest during Chigiri’s ‘girl-crazy’ phase, even as he grew out of it he found himself still thinking of nights where he thought of you in a romantic light.

Slowly Chigiri had forgotten about you during his time at Blue Lock’s institution, he focused on bettering himself in all aspects to achieve his dream, although deep down he couldn’t help but indulge in the nagging feeling that he wanted to see you again.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Life was going great after blue lock, with all his football achievements Chigiri barely had time to visit his family between tours although he made sure to stay in contact any way he could; letters, texting, sending gifts, long video calls.

As his career progressed Chigiri developed a certain talent for planning, the calendar app became one of his most frequented apps on his phone and he would sometimes write down potential dates he could use to go visit his family on any surface available be it a napkin, scrap paper and even the back of a receipt.

Finally all his rapid planning paid off, he managed to get two free weeks all to himself (one of those two weeks were labeled under ‘rest - doctor’s orders’).

An excited giddy feeling filled Chigiri’s chest as his taxi neared his home, the familiar scenery invoking a sense of nostalgia as the car slowed and arrived at his destination, his family’s house.

He bid the driver goodbye and paid his expenses, approaching the door he was a bit unsure of how to go about his return, should he knock on the door? Ring the doorbell? Was he allowed to barge in? He knew his mother kept a spare key under the mat. He settled for ringing the doorbell and he didn’t have to wait long until the door swung open, and his dear sister greeted him with a bone crushing hug.

“Hyoma!! Mom! Hyoma’s here!!” he could hear his mother yell out ‘Hyoma’s here?!’ and he returned the hug to the best of his abilities, patting her back with a strained hand.

“Good to see you too, sis...! could you let go...?” She let go and finally allowed him to breathe properly, frowning a bit she dragged him inside “we don’t see you for months and now you don’t want to hug your big sister anymore?” she teased, Chigiri rolled his eyes at his sister’s drama as he hugged his mother, she happily welcomed him home.

He noticed from the corner of his eye someone else was here, a figure in the kitchen.

“Hey (Name)! guess who decided to pay us a visit too!”

His heart throbbed in his chest, theres no way she meant…? No, its probably a different person with your name! you’re probably busy with your own responsibilities somewhere else

“Hyoma..? oh, welcome home! I wouldn’t have visited if I knew you were coming!” he saw you move out the kitchen and attempt to reach for your coat, his sister stopped you and led you over to him.

“oh hush, if anything it was probably fate! Hyoma, you remember (Name), right?”

For a moment, he forgot he was supposed to answer, he stuttered and tried mustering the smoothest answer he could “How could I forget? You and sis are always together!”

A flustered laugh escaped you and he had to mentally smack himself to focus and not turn into a smitten maiden, just as everyone else in the house gave him a ‘welcome home’ hug, he accepted yours (after his sister insisted that you two were well beyond a handshake.)

Chigiri was certain he would be fine if he saw you again now that he was older and more mature of his feelings, yet as he stood in his family’s home, in front of you, he felt like he was transported back in time turning into that shy teenager who wanted your attention more than anything else.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Guilt wracked Chigiri’s entire being, one moment he was showing you around his childhood bedroom when you made a casual comment about never seeing it, the moment he offered he wanted to throw himself out the nearest window in embarrassment.

Yet a small part of him was ecstatic he offered, otherwise his tongue wouldn’t be in your mouth right now as he muffled your noises caused by his wandering hands, Chigiri felt disgusted with his behavior; making out with his sister’s best friend as his family was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

Everytime you tried speaking through kisses, he would either smother your lips with another or he would cut you off by admitting how much he desired you, the perverted thoughts that plagued him once now resurfacing.

“Hyoma-“

“you’re so pretty like this, y’know?” his voice came out in a hushed whisper wanting no one but you to hear him, “I’ve always had feelings for you.” It felt so good to say it to you.

Your body responded to his advances, squirming or moaning into his kisses as quietly as you could, Chigiri slide his hand beneath your shirt sliding upwards until it reached your breasts, his fingers pinched at your nipples and prodded at the soft flesh squeezing as if trying to memorize the shape of your body in his hands.

“you’re driving me crazy.” He mumbled desperately after separating from a particularly wet kiss, a thin string of saliva connected your lips before splitting and disappearing “Can I fuck you? Please? I promise I’ll be quick..”

His question made you more flustered than you already were, you always knew Chigiri as your best friend’s shy and reserved brother, hearing him say such vulgarities felt foreign to your ears. Yet you found yourself hesitantly nodding “Okay.. but we have to be quiet..!”

Pinning you down to his bed he shoved your shirt above your chest to give him easy access, Chigiri rolled up your long skirt running his hands over the skin of your legs and thighs enjoying the way you shivered under his touch.

He knew you two needed to be quick so he couldn’t be bothered to remove your panties, only pulling them aside and giving a few testing strokes to your wet slit. He felt his cock throb as your arousal coated his fingers, he kissed you once more as you held back a moan.

“so wet, this is all for me, yeah?” he whispered harshly and chuckled as you tried catching your breath from his sudden boldness, hurriedly undoing his pants he couldn’t help but sigh in relief as he pulled his cock out of its confinement. Quickly positioning himself and pushing in he covered your mouth the moment he saw your lips part, he only let out a short hiss and bit down his bottom lip as to not groan loudly at the feeling of your cunt sucking him in.

The combination of his precum and your arousal allowed him to push in easily, he grunted as he bottomed out inside you, if only he this wasn’t such a risky place for him to fuck you he would have praised you for taking him so well.

Chigiri leaned down and kissed you deeply once more as he moved his hips back and forth in short quick thrusts, he set a goal to fuck you as good as he could with as minimal noise as possible, as much as he wanted to hear you scream his name he had to settle for the wet smacking his tongue would produce with yours as he kissed you deeply.

The idea made his cock jump in excitement, you moaning his name, not his family name, he only ever had the pleasure of you calling him by his first name if his sister was around as to not induce any confusion.

You always called out to him so innocently, always a simple lovely ‘Hyoma!’, what he wouldn’t give to hear you moan it like a desperate little slut.

He panted between kisses as he sped up his pace, feeling your heat hug him so deliciously, he could feel you tightening. Lowering his head to your breast he sucked harshly at one of your nipples producing a noise, he would have worried if he wasn’t lost in the pleasure of you running a hand through his hair and locking your legs around his waist, Chigiri could practically feel his brain short circuiting over how blissed out he felt fucking you.

As you tried recovering from the incoming oversensitivity, Chigiri nuzzled into your chest as he thrusted as deep as he could muffling his moans into your torso as he felt your pussy practically coax him into finishing inside, a shiver racked through him as he stilled his hips and grunted loudly feeling his cum fill you, warmth spreading deep inside you and he mentally cursed himself as he felt a few drops leak out.

“Hyoma.. you came lots..” he heard you whisper between pants, looking up at your flushed face he practically felt his heart shoot up to his throat, you looked so cute it was making him want to ditch dinner and give you a hotel keycard.

“Yeah… sorry..” and yet he didn’t move, he kept his cock nestled deep inside you even as he heard knocking at his closed door.

“Hyoma? (Name)? Dinner’s ready! What’re you two doing?”

“… just showing (Name) some of my old trading cards! We’ll be right there!” Chigiri quickly excused as he sat up, he had to hold back the smile on his face after seeing the look of embarrassment on yours.

With a groan, Chigiri’s sister left not wanting to hear more about the same cards her brother had been ranting to her about for years. Just as you sat up and made yourself decent, you felt him lean over you once more planting one last kiss on your lips.

“You called me ‘Hyoma’ that time..”

rule 4 of Chigiri's 'How to Interact With Your Sibling's Best Friend' manual™ was definitely broken.

[seiberries]

Chigiri Sae and Nagi reaction when their s/o gift them a bouquet? Maybe they won an important game or their s/o just wanted to be nice. Thanks!

AHH THAT IS SOO CUTEE here you go anon!! they all deserve flowerss

blue lock boys : s/o gifts them flowers hcs

includes: chigiri hyoma, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro warnings: none!

chigiri hyoma

his team had just won a match, and chigiri was vital in scoring many of their points. post-game, he ran to you immediately, his chest swelling with pride. he was proud that you watched him win-it made him more than satisfied, as per usual. 

you meant so much more than the trophy.

once he got to where you were, he noticed a bouquet of pink carnations in your hands. you pushed them towards him, a smile gracing your face.

“congrats, hyo!”

now, he too, was pink. his face complemented his hair color!

he had never received a bouquet before, not even when he graduated middle school. he would cherish his first flowers, especially because they came from you. he refrains from saying much though, who knows what would come out of his mouth in his current state? he might say something embarrassingly sappy.

secretly, unbeknownst to him, you took a picture while he wasn’t looking. his flustered complexion matching your gift, you teased him about it after things had settled down.

it’s your home screen too.

itoshi sae

sae waits for no one, except his s/o. the striker was awaiting for your arrival after you had gone out to buy something from the market. he didn’t want you to leave, but the s in sae happens to stand for stubborn- he couldn’t let his clinginess reach you. 

he sat on your living room couch, reviewing his matches for research. sulking, not that he’d admit it.

the itoshi turned his head as he heard the front door open, your voice announcing your arrival as you entered. you move to the living room shortly after, showing your boyfriend what exactly you left him to buy.

“sae, they reminded me of you, so i got them!” you smiled bashfully, handing a bouquet of tulips in front him. they matched his hair color.

the sides of his lips moved upwards slightly as he accepted them, resembling a smile. though, he did mumble something about how it was supposed to be him getting them for you. 

if you didn’t know any better, you wouldn’t see the tint of red that marked his cheeks.

he had an even bigger bouquet sent to your office a day later. sae itoshi loses to no one, not even you.

nagi seishiro

the reason nagi had gotten choki was because it was the least annoying plant he could get, it needed minimal care. as a result, they got along well. it’s a very typically-nagi thing.

you were gonna visit his apartment today, and he had attempted to clean it himself, for once. you gave him more energy and motivation to do things- though, he still complained as he swept around.

an hour later, he hears knocks at the door. it’s you, as he expected. what he didn’t expect, was the bouquet of magnolias you held.

“i picked these up as a house gift... is that okay?” you asked.

now, usually, the boy would never go through the trouble of other plants that weren’t his cactus. but since they came from you, the burden of taking care of them was lifted by a considerable amount. 

if it was for you, then he���d do it.

he nods as he lets you in. taking the flowers from you, and putting them in a vase he had tucked away. he murmurs a thanks before nuzzling his head into your neck, his arms following to wrap around your waist.

since you gave him extra work, you wouldn’t mind letting him use you as a pillow, right?

[venusbby]

lazy day? lazy day

☆ chigiri hyoma x reader, fluff

+ wrote this because im just not having the best day today lmao. but i was really excited to write for chigiri at the same time so here u go <3 its so short sorry lol

"what are you staring at?"

"nothing."

you continued to stare despite saying that you're not. chigiri hummed at that, giving you a pointed look from across the room, carrying on with the task of brushing through his hair as he checked his appearance in the mirror.

from your comfy position on the bed, it was truly a beautiful sight. you could see his reflection in the huge mirror that he stood in front of. you didn't feel your lips curving into a smile as you took in the details, your mind completely surrendered to what you observed. your lover had given up on what he was doing by that time, trying to figure out what you were thinking. his eyes followed you through the mirror as you swiftly stood up and made your way over.

"let me do it." you mumbled, taking the hairbrush from him and he let you.

chigiri's effort in holding back his grin went to waste. he just found it really adorable that you wanted to do it even if it meant that you'd have to crane your neck to look up. "is that the reason you were staring?"

his teasing tone was enough to bring warmth to your face.

you drew your fingers through his smooth, crimson strands. he sighed. it had been a while since you did that.

i had been a while since you both did anything, really.

the entire week was exhausting for the both of you. from his constant matches to your constant work projects, there wasn't really a day where you got to spend time together without some sort of interruption. but today was not that day and he's so glad because he could finally enjoy your presence.

"have you ever put your hair in a bun?" you asked, trying to recover from his knowing eyes boring into yours from the reflection. you could easily hide behind him so he wouldn't see your face, but you couldn't just give up.

before answering he shifted, placing his feet far apart so he could come down to your height. you cursed, obviously annoyed that he found this so funny, causing him to laugh.

"i have," chigiri answered sincerely, as if he isn't standing in front of you looking like an idiot with his legs so far apart. you shook your head and grabbed a hairtie from him, gathering his thick hair in one hand and slowly pulling it into a low bun.

it took a few more rounds of the hairtie, and once you were done you took a few steps back.

he just keeps getting prettier.

chigiri turned around, not in that ridiculous position anymore, which meant he was towering over you a little. you smiled, adjusting his hair from the front as well.

"thanks. now i can do what i want to do without my hair in the way."

"..do what exactly?"

his eyes trailed to your lips for a small second before he leaned in while pulling you closer at the same time. your boyfriend didn't like wasting time when it came to these things. your hands locked around his neck as his travelled from your waist to your face, lips connecting in a sweet kiss that made your grip on him tighten.

yes, he didn't like wasting time, but he was also a tease.

so he pulled away just as quickly, winking. "don't mess up the hair now, love."

you lightly smacked his chest, rolling your eyes. "whatever, my job is done. im going back to lazing around."

"and im joining." he replied.

"rock paper scissors over who gets to be the smaller spoon?" you asked while walking back to the bed.

"hell yeah."

[okkotsuus]

the fall (hyoma c.) !

features: hyoma c.

contents: angst. chigiri backstory spoilers (not manga exclusive). h-hamilton reference (ITS JUST ONE PLEASE IM SORRY). fear of failure. betrayal. i decided to have mercy and leave it shallow so i can make a really long one some other time. 1k words

tagging: @17020 @tim-shii

chigiri was quite confident in himself. if he wanted something he’d fight tooth and nail, usually, not needing that much effort, to get it. but the key word in that statement is "was".

ever since he injured his leg, tearing his acl in the most critical moment, it all changed. that injury broke hyoma chigiri at the very core of his being. no longer did the world know his name, history no longer had its eyes on him.

chigiri was different now, he did everything with a hesitance. hesitance that he could end up getting hurt again. hesitance that the fact he can’t do what he used to would be shoved down his throat again. hesitance that he would fail again.

one thing that hyoma chigiri would be forced to learn the hard way was that the fall from grace is never pretty. it's an ugly, clawing, frenzied crawl that ends in betrayal from those who you expected to help you back up.

he experiences it first with his soccer team. they no longer look at him with such trust and respect. he doesn’t get passed to anymore. his legs are no longer able to send him steamrolling across the field; and it would seem that’s all they thought he was good for.

chigiri experiences it for the second time with himself. his body does not recover as fast as he hoped, and once it does his stamina is so shot that his legs become useless. but the biggest betrayal out of this one comes from his very own mind. that playmaking mind begins to plan on his downfall. chigiri no longer tries anything that he might fail at. to him, failure is worse than not trying at all. failure again would send him reeling back into that that he was in when the doctor told him he would never play soccer again if he injured his leg again.

that ego crush the second fall provided set the stage for all of his suffering. with the deepest shreds of the shell of the old chigiri, he clung to soccer. though, he went from a starting striker to a bench warmer. soccer was the one thing he had left. and the one person he had left was you. again, they key word in that sentence is "had".

hyoma chigiri is a ghost of the boy he once was. anyone could see it just by looking at him. his hair is slowly growing out of his control, his skin is pale and lifeless, but most apparent of all is his dead eyes. that sparkly gaze of his burned to ashes in that doctor’s office. hell, he could trace most of his problems back to that godforsaken office.

but you, sweet you. you never left his side. you became friends with the boy on his first day of high school, ever since he was stuck with you. at first, you were an annoyance, a pesky fly buzzing around his head. but now, you are quite literally all he has left at this school.

fate wasn’t kind to hyoma chigiri during this period of his life. but even fate wouldn’t take you from him too, right?

chigiri notices it first when he sees that pink note fall out of your shoe locker. at that point, a familiar set of dread began to form in his chest, seeping into his bones, contaminating his mind. he feels his world begin to shake around him. he didn’t believe life could be this cruel to him.

life doesn’t like being challenged.

chigiri sees those damned pink letters fall out of your shoe locker every single day after, each one that drops into your waiting hands drives a nail into the coffin of his heart.

but what kills his beaten and bruised heart is the pretty smile and sparkling eyes that display so tenderly across your face. first, he feels that fluttery feeling when he sees it, he was used to seeing you look at him like that. but then that bitter, creeping realization sets in, you weren’t looking at him. his eyes trail over your form to gaze at the opened letter between your fingers. a burning and twisting jealousy sets in, in the back of mind a melancholic realization begins to brew.

it’s not even a week later that life decides to test him again.

he’s waiting by your shoe locker to walk home with you, but you’ve been missing for the past five minutes. no cute little text to tell him where you are. that realization in the back of his psyche begins to grow, like a seed sowed in a self-pitying soil and watered with his tears. it grows, roots growing deep into his mind. finally; it bears a rotten and withered fruit, dangling precariously from it’s twisted branches.

that fruit is the sight of you laughing with someone else, walking towards the gate with them. he sees you slap their arm while you wholeheartedly and boisterously cackle at whatever unfunny joke they made. his fists clenched as he felt that familiar sting behind his eyes that’s been accompanied with a throbbing in his chest as of late.

the third and final time chigiri experiences the fall from grace is with you.

okkotsuus 23

[heavenlyakin]

it’s comin’ down - Chigari Hyoma x Fem!Reader 

WC: 630

Warnings: fem!reader, established relationship, fluff, suggestive actions/comments, domestic bliss, barely edited/proofed

Description: A snowed-in day with Hyoma. 

A/n: Thank you @somelattes for the idea!! Hope you enjoy this! MINORS DNI

The white flakes start coming down harder than before. Looking out the window, you see there’s at least six inches of snow accumulated on the ground. You walk away from the kitchen window, heading towards your bedroom and bathroom, hearing the faint sound of Hyoma’s hair dryer. 

“Babe,” you say louder than the blow dryer. 

He looks at you through the mirror, mouthing something, you suppose is yeah. 

“Turn that off,” you laugh, unplugging it and ending the dreadful sound. “It’s a snowstorm out there, I doubt you’ll be able to make it to the practice facility safely.” 

“Is it?” He frowns, moving over to the window, pulling the curtain away from it and peeking out. “Damn,” he scoffs, letting the curtain go and fall back into place. 

“Guess you’re stuck with me today,” you smile, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing a kiss to his nose. 

He smiles, pulling you in closer, his hands resting on your ass. “Oh no, what will I ever do?” He kisses you, his tongue teasing your bottom lip. You smile against his lips and then pull away. 

“You’ll be pissed if you don’t finish drying your hair if we do anything.” You tease, twirling a piece of his damp red hair between your fingers.

“You’re right, as always,” he rolls his eyes, but smiles. “Finish it for me?” 

“If you insist,” you take the brush and blowdryer from the bathroom vanity. “Sit,” you point to the toilet. 

He puts the lid down and straddles it, so you can work from behind him. Plugging the blow dryer back in, you use the brush to take some of his damp hair and start working on drying his hair to the best of your ability. You don’t take care of you hair at the same level of Hyoma, so you worry he won’t be happy with the way you do things. However, he doesn’t complain. 

“All done,’ you announce after testing the last few strands with your fingers. You put the dryer back in it’s place along with Hyoma’s brush on his side of the vanity. 

You watch as he gets up, inspecting your work and fluffing up his hair. It’s quite cute. “Very good job, baby,” he presses a kiss to your forehead. “Almost as good as I do it.” 

You slap his arm gently, laughing. “Shut up, or I’ll never do it again.” 

“Hey!” He dramatcally rubs his arm. 

“Oh you drama queen, I barely touched you. Plus you don’t even need your arms for your career,” you tease, kissing him quickly. He smiles against your lips and pulls you close again. 

“You’re feisty today.” He whispers against your lips, tilting your chin up with his fringers to make you look him in his pretty eyes. 

“Something about the snow, I guess,” you tease. “We could go play outside.” 

“We could play inside,” he teases, squeezing your ass with his other hand. 

“Only if you beat me in a snowball fight.” You smack his hands away and giggle. “Fair and square. Not like last time.” 

Last time, he’d texted Isagi and Bachira to meet him outside since they live closest to you. You were ambushed the second you walked outside. 

“Fine, I won’t call for backup.” He sighs, pulling away and going to change into warmer clothes to meet you outside. You wait until he’s done before changing, following him out the door. The snow is the the perfect consistency for packing into snowballs. 

In the end, Chigiri absolutely destroyed you, not that you expected much more. He’s just too quick to catch and before the snowballs you threw hit the ground, you’re pounded by two from him. And of course, he makes jokes about pounding you in other ways all the while.

[nariism]

your boyfriend has what social media likes to call a resting bitch face. to some extent, it's true. your wonderful partner has a mug that screams "get close to me and i'll bite your fingers off!"

jaw so taut you can see him grinding his teeth when he gets irritated, phone permanently on do-not-disturb, headphones in everywhere he walks, a scowl etched deep into his face like he was born that way... everything about him is just so off putting unless you're one of his most diehard fans (which, unfortunately, he has many of).

everyone thinks your boyfriend is too rude. too blunt. too avoidant of socializing like a regular human being to really be in a relationship.

but what they don't know is that your phone number is the only one listed to bypass his phone's do-not-disturb status. what they don't know is that he carries around a picture of you in his wallet from your very first date. what they don't know is that he has a tendency to blow money on you spontaneously just because you looked mildly interested in something.

he's got your favourite things listed in his notes app. he knows your regular starbucks order like the back of his hand. he's an expert in making you flustered. and he's proud of it.

they don't know your boyfriend is a total sweetheart behind closed doors, away from the prying eyes of the public.

‎‏‏‎ ‎

SAE, kaiser, CHIGIRI, RIN, raichi, barou, shidou (when he's not in a pda mood) <3

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.

[megu-nya]

★·.·´ YOU DON'T WANNA SEE ME BRATTY `·.·★

★ ¦ anon asked: hi! i can tell your blog is going to filled with many creative ideas. i love the aesthetics ❤ i would like to try requesting fem reader trying to distract chigiri while he's calling someone (could be one of his friends) by maybe unbuttoning his shirt, kissing his collarbones, and touching his abs. he gets frustrated soon and pulls her away to stick his fingers in her mouth while he's still mid call (just imagine his glare omg.) he's mean and doesn't let her touch him anymore while she gets overstimmed. head is just filled with some degradation from chigiri lol you can add on or take out whatever you want from this and you don't have to complete the req if you don't want to <3

★ ¦ ft: hyoma chigiri

★ ¦ tw: nsfw :: f!reader :: mean dom!hyoma :: cockwarming

"Huh? Ah yea, I'm listening", he said, voice shaky, biting his lip, trying his best not to let out a moan, trying to swallow it down as he watched you smirk at him. Your eyes wandered to the spot on his neck where you left a hickey paired with a bite mark and then meeting his pink eyes, darkened and glaring at you, a feral hint behind them. You naughty little girl he mouthed, making you clench around nothing, core dripping from arousal.

"Wait a second, there's a little annoying thing that I have to get rid off", he spoke into his phone, directly staring at you, making you know that you were this little annoying thing. He then put his phone on the side, screen faced down onto his bed as his hands grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap, pulling his sweats and underwear down, and then yours, making you hover over his hard on.

He got close to your face in order to whisper into your ear. "Be good and cockwarm me until I'm finished. Move or make a noise and you're done", he growled, rolling his hips against yours, entering you at a sudden, a moan about to escape your mouth before he was quick to put two of his fingers into it, making your shut up and suck on them. "Good girl", he praised you, voice deep and low, snapping his hips once again, a devilish smirk plastering his face as he picked up the phone again.

"Hm? Oh yeah! I've got rid of the annoying problem", he told his friend on the other side of the phone, moving his legs to adjust his sitting position, his fingers in your mouth making you unable to let out the mewl that dreaded to escape when the tip of his dick pressed against the spongy spot inside you that made you see stars.

Hyoma was a sly bastard. He had you in a choke hold and he knew it. He knew from the way you eyed him and from the way your eyes wandered up and down his torso that you could only think about the most humiliating things he could and would do to you right now. He thought about not giving a fuck and just taking you as you are, while continuing to have a conversation with his friend, probably making them all flustered and aroused as they could only listen to you getting fucked. Maybe he'll do it.

2023 © megu-nya — all rights reserved. do not repost, copy, translate, modify or plagiarize in any form.

[koiir]

Bags

— As you two grow, you can’t help the way your heart grows for him. But nothing ever last, and soon you two drift apart and you wonder if you will ever get the chance to make him yours once again.

Pairing - Chigiri x fem!reader

Genre - fluff, angst with comfort

Wc; 2k+

Cw - crying, swearing, implied childhood friends into lovers, reader is an actress, not proofread, grammar errors

Baggage. That’s what your love for your best friend felt like. Could you even call him that anymore? It feels natural to call him that, but no new memories between the two of you had been made ever since his injury. The one that took him away from you. You started at the reflection a head of you, the girl you had always dreamed of. The one who was famous and loved by all, but not by him. You had it all, you achieved the dream you’ve wanted every since you were a kid. The only missing piece was having him back.

“It’s been a while since we’ve gone out you know.”

“[name], please we went to the mall last week,” he rolled his eyes.

“Cmon hyoma! Don’t you wanna go take a walk or something? We can go to the park and race eachother, I haven’t ran in a while you know.”

“Either way I would beat you name, but I’ve been meaning to read the book you told me about” he grinned. Only to be met with your glare.

“Well I might not be as fast as you but I’m pretty fast you know, that’s why I made it on the varsity track team.” You said with an annoyance. But of course you could never get mad at Chigiri, he was everything to you.

“Yeah yeah yeah, well, let’s head to the book store first and then we can go to the cafe. Does that sound alright?”

“Yeah, that would be perfect.” You sighed, you finally could spend more time with chigiri as your schedule has cleared up. Traveling has worn you out, longing for a peaceful day.

And it was, the day out with Chigiri was perfect. He always had the calm yet energetic presence to him, you loved it. Loved all of him. You two first started off with the book store, in which you recommended him a book.

“Since you’ve been going crazy over it, sure why not.” You grinned, he smiled back.

After that trip, you two walking around the city heading to the cafe you both loved. Everything about it was perfect, the food, the vibe, you and him.

It was almost chigiri’s favorite season, one you knew would be with him and only him.

Christmas for the two of you always stayed the same, either it was spent at your house or his, a cycle that would change every year. Drinking hot chocolate with him or tea, while the two of you talked about the books you wanted to read. You loved the winter, not only because of the season itself, but because the time you two spent was one that filled your heart with warmth. You hoped it always stayed that way.

The warmth would soon turn cold as he became cold

The tear not only was sent to his knee, but to his heart and everything else. His dream of becoming the best. It was gone. He hated it. Hated everything. He was pent up with everyone who had pitted him, he hated the fact that when they did he would have a reminder that he was no longer able to fulfill his dream.

“Who is it?” The annoyance in Chigiri’s voice was evident, it made you anxious if you should have even came.

“It’s me hyoma.” He looked up from his book, the one you had given him just a couple months ago. Before his dream was shattered. Hearing your voice now made him realize how you two hadn’t been together in a while, you busy with acting roles and shoots while he was playing for his dream.

Chigiri always looked up to in a way, the way you had achieved your dreams at such a young age. He wanted, needed to be like you. For the first time you had beat him, and so he wanted to catch up to you. He wanted to achieve his dream, just like you, but now he wasn’t able to. Now he was left with nothing.

But you had everything. You had everything while he had nothing.

“Come in,” you entered and as you did he glanced up at you. His eyes widened.

“It’s been a while, since I’ve been in your room,” you looked around, nothing much had changed other than the trophies he use to keep in his room. You remember the way he was gaze at them with that grin he held while talking about becoming the best.

“So, have you been the reading the book I got you?” You pointed toward the book in his bed as he moved to the edge of his bed.

“Yeah actually, it’s longer than I thought. I like it.” You hated it. Hated the way Chigiri was talking to you as if you were an old acquaintance. His tone tired.

I cant read you but if you want the pleasures all mine

Chigiri didn’t bother trying to make eye contact, he didn’t want to. He would always make sure you knew that he was listening, and so he would stare. Not only for that reason, but as an excuse to see your face. He didn’t want to glance at your face anymore. he would only be reminded of the past, the past in which you two held memories that made his heart full of joy. Full of his love for you which he tried to hard to never show.

Can you see me using everything to hold back?

“Why are you here? Did something happen?,” he knew why you were here. It was the same as everyone else, and he hated that. Because you weren’t everyone else, you were the one that Chigiri wanted.

“I know you’ve been told many times about it, but I’ll be fine Hyoma. You can still play soccer if you give it some time-“

“Is that why you came, to pity me [name]? If you knew then why bring it up? You do realize it won’t be fine and if I dare to play soccer again I might lose everything. Don’t you realize that?”

He now looked up, eyes burning with fire as he said those words. You’ve never seen him like this, he was never like this. Never with you.

“Hyoma… I’m sorry-“

“You don’t understand [name]”

Your voice hitched. Stop, you wanted him to stop so bad. Saying your name full of anger and not the playful way he would always use. It made you feel numb.

“You don’t understand anything. You don’t understand how it feels to have your dream taken away. You don’t have to worry about it while I do.”

You couldn’t bare to look at him, his eyes filled with rage. Your eyes becoming blurry as you looked away. In this moment all you wanted to do was hug him, do anything in your power to help him. But you couldn’t, you had set a fire that wouldn’t burn out anytime soon.

“I’m sorry.” The last words spoken before you left, and the ones that would make him regret everything.

“Fuck.”

As you left his room for the last time, you looked at the paper origami in your pocket. The one Chigiri had made to you before you had left. The ones with the words, you’ve made it. I’m proud of you.

I guess this could be worse walkin’ out the door with your bags

“10 more minutes until we shoot!” People moved to their destinations, quick so they could do last minute touches and make sure everyone and everything was in place. You start vanity, awaiting for the moment you would get up and start the shoot. You should be happy, giddy at best. The role was everything you dreamed of. One in which you got to be part of the main cast in a physiological thriller, a breaking in your career.

Yet it only reminded you of him, how you told him it was your dream to act in a thriller. Now you can only wonder if Chigiri had given up on his dream. You hope, pray that he did not and he was still trying. You knew Chigiri would sacrifice everything for soccer, for his dream.

You wrote down in your journal, the one he had given you as a Christmas present.

“Here, so you can write down your delusions.”

“I am not delusional!”

“Nah, you are extremely delusional name”

You used the journal for almost everything, planning, your schedule, your thoughts.

Pardon my emotions I should probably keep it to myself

Knew you’d make fun of me

You can imagine Chigiri telling you how silly it was to write down what you wished for, almost like a Christmas list a child would make. And in a way he would be right. It was silly to wish for someone who didn’t want you back. Delusional, just as he has called you.

“Everyone action!”

The cafe was busy as always, especially due to the fact that it was lunch break for most. You sipped on your coffee as you stared at the glass, watching others walk wondering what they dream of. Your daze now on your phone as you saw a notification from your mom.

Are you busy next week? I have tickets the Japan U -20 game against the blue lock 11.

You were about to send a message saying you wouldn’t go until she sent her next one.

I heard Hyoma will be playing, his mom and sister are going.

Your hand gripped the phone tight until it turned off. Your mind running with thoughts. Chigiri was still playing soccer. He was playing against the Japan U - 20 team. You would see him again.

You smiled wide, almost laughing at what you had just heard. You out you head down, staring at the text that turned your whole world upside down. Your cheeks heating up, your smile never faltered.

I’m free so I’ll go

You placed the phone down as you sighed, looking up and smiling down at your plate. The dish the same color as his eyes, the ones that you would soon see again.

“Hey Nagi?”

“Mhm what”

“Can i borrow your phone? I wanted to check something.” The boy infront of him just sighed and handed the device to him. Chigiri typed down a name he wished he could see in person. When he typed down your name, he saw the first article clicking on it to read it. I knew it he thought, you got your dream role. Chigiri could only smile at the screen ahead of him showcasing the photo of you.

“I know you could do it name”

It felt nostalgic, everything about it. You were able to go down and see more than the average people as you mother had been invited to be report on the game. Even with all the cameras, paparazzi asking you questions about your new role and thoughts on the game, you could only think of him.

Chigiri Hymoa. His name being the only thing you could think of.

As you walked the seats, you saw his mom and sister. You knew seating next to them would be the perfect opportunity to see Chigiri. He would have to notice them, and then he would notice you.

Only a couple minutes until the match, until you could see him again. Both teams came out, cheers erupting from the stadium. You only waited for one person, Chigiri. And with that, the game has started. You only had eyes for him, watching him. Watching how far he’s gone.

Half time. A chance you thought, soon he’ll notice me. The calling of his name caught you off guard, his sister yelling out to him. You looked in her direction, seeing Him. Seeing Chigiri Hyoma. The one you wish to make yours

He looks up, still drinking water. A small blush making an appearance on his face. He looked up seeing his sister along with his mother. What he didn’t expect was seeing his sister pull you in so he could see you. His eyes widened, haven’t seen you in what felt like an eternity. His missed you. So much. A gasp came out of you, soon becoming a bright smile for him. The one you would always wear when with him.

He was beautiful. He was still the same boy you fell in love with all those years ago. The two of you only stayed with your eyes glued to one another, not realizing the others around you noticed it.

“Hey, who’s that cutie- holy shit is that [f/n] L/n]?”

Chigiri only got my embarrassed, “that’s my sister… and yes that is her.”

“Man do you know her? How in the hell?!”

“You know Chigiri, you should set me up with her? Wait, is she taken?”

His once annoyance now turning into jealousy at the thought of you wish someone else, he could only glare at male’s next to him.

“No she’s taken.”

“By who?”

Pride swelling in his body as he stated his next words. “Me.” He could see the shocked look on both Otoya’s and Karasu’s face once they had heard him. With that, chigiri left them not before looking back up at you and sending you a smile and a wave. He felt the fire in his heart starting to burn once more.

Cheers come from the crowd as it was announced that Blue lock 11 had beat the Japan U-20 team, 3 to 4. Those who had been subbed out went out to the field to celebrate along with the others. You waited until you saw him. Chigiri.

Others such a interviewers webt on the field to report on the game, you had your chance. He was so close yet so far away from you in the field. The only thing you could do is run, run to him.

I’m not the type to run, I know that we’re having fun

“Hyoma!” You yelled out his name as you ran towards him, onlookers following you. Finding it out of the blue that you out of all people would be running on a field calling out someone’s name. You called out to him once more, almost reaching him.

Chigiri knew that voice, the one who hadn’t heard in forever. He turned around, almost as if what he seeing was a dream. More like scene of our movie since it was you. He ignored all the calls of his name, only caring for yours. As you did, he ran. He knew he would beat you, he always did.

“I beat you,” Chigiri grabbed you, holding you close to him. “Gosh, did you run all the way here?”

“Yeah… I did.” Panting, you looked up at him. God. You haven’t been able to be this close to him in what felt like years. Your heart beating faster than ever. It could have been the running, but you knew he was also the cause.

“I can’t believe hyoma you did it, you won.” He gazed at your eyes, the ones that burned was passion. One that he always saw full of emotion while acting, one he was seeing right now looking back at him.

“You never gave up.”

“You can thank that one over there,” Chigiri pointed over to isagi who was being interviewed. “But, I have you to blame name. My time at blue lock… the only thing on my mind was you along with my injury. It made me realize how I almost ruined us because of it, how it could also ruin my dream. So… I didn’t give up. Because losing two things is worse than never trying at all. But looks like I’ve got the chance to fix what I ruined.”

You stared at him wide eyed as he said that, did he mean…

“I want to be yours name.” You saw that the grin you loved dearly, the one he always showed you. And only you.

“Are you sure you aren’t feeding into my delusions?” You received a chuckle from him.

“No I’m sure this is real, if anything you would be feeding into my delusions.”

Quick and rushed it was, you didn’t expect any less from him. The way he grabbed you cheek with care, making sure not to damage you once again. His lips soft against your own, the feeling new to the both of you. One only you could feel with him.

But what’s the rush? Kissing , then my cheeks are so flushed

You both pulled away, faces flushed looking back at one another. Smiles being evident by the two of you.

“I love you hyoma.” It’s like the words spilled out of mouth, without a thought in mind. But you knew it was the truth, one you had tried to hide in the past.

He pulled you, you head feeling the beat of his heart racing. “I love you too name… you have no idea how long I’ve been meaning to tell you that.

“I did it, you might have beat me first, but I caught up. We both have achieved our dreams.”

Eww so cringe (god you do not understand how much I love this man like)

[hyomacchi]

Prompt 23 | being unable to keep their eyes off of them

─ pairing. chigiri hyoma x gn! reader

─ tw. none

romance prompts

Chigiri is familiar with being stared at by hundreds of people in the entire world. But why he can't even read a single sentence of a book when you're staring at him. Are you even blinking?

"Could you stop that?" He finally said after can't handle the fact that you're just looking at him like he's some sort of a precious gem.

"Stop what?" You said 'innocently' making an irk mark appeared on chigiri's forehead. "Staring at me." He said huffing before continue to try to read the book in his hand.

"No could do. I'm starting to enjoy the view~" You said teasingly, enjoying how this little habits of yours making him flustered. Sighing, chigiri close the book and move closer to you. Wrapping you tightly in his arms.

"You're such a nuisance." He sighed. "At least I'm your nuisance right?" You said, kissing his cheek. "...yeah.. " Chigiri mumbled then hid his face in your his clothes.

notes. i love him so much help. Pls request or my whole blog will be full of chigiri ff. Also, new layout <3

[maochira]

Tags: gn!Chigiri's sibling!reader (you can choose if older or younger), angst

When your brother injured his leg and lost hope for his dream, you developed your own. Seeing him suffer every day and slowly losing a part of himself gave you the urge to help. But you were way too young to be able to do something. You felt helpless.

To avoid ever feeling this helpless again, you decided you want to become a doctor when you'd get older. That way you could be there for your brother if he ever gets injured again. And ever since making that decision, nothing has been holding you back from working for it.

Whenever asked why this is your dream, you tell people another made-up reason. But even though you haven't told him, Chigiri knows the truth.

He knows he should appreciate it. He just can't help but hate it. He hates knowing you're putting this much effort into something because he got injured. He hates knowing you developed your dream because you felt helpless due to him.

He doesn't want you to do this for him. He wants you to do it for yourself - or to help others. But knowing it's only for him makes him feel unseasy.

But maybe he'd find out it's not only for him, but also because you genuinely developed a passion for becoming a doctor, if he talked to you about it.

If only some things weren't so hard to talk about - for both of you. Especially if it's something that leads back to your brother's injury.

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[yuquinzel]

PULLING THEM CLOSER BY THEIR COLLARS. feat ⨾ blue lock!

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ contents ⨾ fem! reader, i was trying to write fluff yes, but it ended up a lil more suggestive than intended... :') not proofread !!

𓈒࣪ 𐐪𐑂 ─ characters ⨾ rin, sae, nagi, reo, isagi, chigiri!

ITOSHI RIN. . .

is all too familiar with that self-assured smirk playing at your lips— and his alarms are going off. before he can say anything though, as he watches make your way to him, you do something he could've never seen coming.

your hands rest on his collar, and before he can grasp what it is that you're trying to do— you pull him closer, making him stumble forward purely out of surprise, his much larger hand instinctively falling to the wall behind you, “w-what are you trying to do?” he hates that he stutters.

“trying to get a better look,” and he hates that you're smirking.

“... at what?” he swallows the lump in his throat, hoping it comes off as casual as he intended it to be.

“you've got an eyelash right here,” you smile, brushing his cheek lightly and reeling back. this is wrong— there was something you were supposed to do, something he wanted you to do— though he'd rather die than admit it.

“oh,” he says, a little dejected, “you could've just said that.”

“but then i wouldn't be able to do this,” you catch him by surprise the second time in two minutes when your lips meet his, quick but indulging and when you pull back, he chases after your lips.

and he hates that you're smiling and he loves it because it makes him want to smile too.

ITOSHI SAE. . .

resists the amused smile tugging at his lips when your arms rest on his shoulders. its 2 am on a wednesday and he has early practice tomorrow morning, so how you managed to convince him for a slow dance in the kitchen is beyond him. for what it's worth, he'll let it be because he doesn't mind this too much, not when your hands travel to the collars of his navy blue shirt.

then he feels a tug, and you pull him closer. it catches him off guard for sure, the spontaneity of your gesture making him stumble forward, hands coming to rest on your waist, “hey, watch it,”

you do nothing but grin, lips meeting his for a kiss as slow as the dance you initiated, he kisses you back without hesitation.

when you pull back, a little breathless with swollen lips, he asks again, “what was that for?”

he huffs when you mutter something like i just wanted to try it, but what he wont tell you is that he might look forward to you doing it again in the future.

NAGI SEISHIRO. . .

blinks at you, you're standing on your tiptoes— hands on his shoulders for support but he's still much too tall for you. he wants to ask you what it is that you want, but he'll take a guess— it must be a kiss. being the good boyfriend he is, he decides to save you the moment of asking him to bend down, initiating it himself as he does.

he takes a moment to appreciate how your eyes light up, and it's all it takes for you to grasp the collar of his hoodie, and pull him down in one swift moment.

your lips brush just barely — a tease — hovering just breaths away, nagi eyes the way they move to form words when you speak, “you're too tall, sei,”

nagi takes matter in his own hands, closing the aching distance between your lips, his next words muffled inbetween, “ ’s okay, you can do this more often.”

MIKAGE REO. . .

smiles at your reflection, eyes and hands alike tracing the fabric of the silken red dress roping the curves and slopes of your frame, “do i look okay?” you ask, and reo wants to laugh at the absurdity of the question.

“you look absolutely stunning.” he says, smiling into the crook of your neck.

you turn around at his words, a pretty smile adorning your lips. if he's being honest, reo expects a kiss— when you lean in just a little closer, he expects a quick but sweet brush of your lips on his.

instead he feels your hands grasping his collar, a surprised gasp leaves his lips when you pull him closer, “wait, what—”

“you look quite handsome yourself,” you whisper, the familiar smile from before still fresh on your lips, and reo feels his heart ricochet like bullets in his ribcage.

it takes him a few moments to come back to earth, resting his head on your shoulders when he does, “okay, but that was kinda hot.”

ISAGI YOICHI. . .

finds himself at a loss for words, somehow they're running in his mind at a million miles per second and yet when he tries to speak, all that comes out is a, “h-hey, wait—”

he thinks he could've guessed it, when you had that mischievous smile on your face. but he still couldn't prepared for when you grab the collar of his shirt and pull him closer, with a force not as harsh but enough that he barely catches himself.

“hi,” you laugh, watching heat settling in his cheeks at the awareness of such close proximity.

your smile, which would've usually calmed him, only makes him vaguely conscious of how your lips are barely a hair's breadth away. he snakes his arm around your waist to support himself anyway, unable to resist mirroring your laugh, “uhm, hi...? god, you caught me off guard.”

CHIGIRI HYOMA. . .

tilts his head in confusion, eyeing the seriousness of your expression, “what's wrong?” he asks.

he prepares himself for anything, maybe to whisper a few words of comfort if you need. he can handle it, he thinks.

and he realises he was utterly wrong when all you do is grasp the collar of his shirt, and before he can ask you what you're doing, he feels you tug and pull him forward.

“mhm, you look pretty even up close.” if the sudden boldness of your action didn't catch him off guard, then your compliment sure did, even though he's heard it countless times before.

but he laughs nonetheless, quickly gaining back his composure, “thanks, i could say the same for you.”

© yuquinzel2023 [ plagiarism is a violation of moral rights ! ]

the favouritism showing on rin and reo's part :')