#kenyu x reader

[seivsite]

hi there !! could you write a oneshot about karasu and otoya trying to play matchmaker with yukimiya and the reader since they’re both too in denial about their feelings for each other? thank you ! <3

PLAYING MATCHMAKER.

synopsis: karasu and otoya thought it would be a great idea to make yukimiya jealous, so that he can man up and confess to you. spoilers, it worked ;)

includes: yukimiya kenyu x gn!reader. with our cupids being karasu and otoya, a bit ooc, yukki gots mother dearest’s approval, a tinge of jealousy, childhood friends to lovers trope, unedited — wc: 1282

It was the day after the Blue Lock vs. U-20 match, and the boys — Reo, Karasu, Otoya, Yukimiya, Tokimitsu, and Aryu — had decided to meet up at a café to discuss their futures. By chance, you stumbled upon them after Yukimiya entered the shop to place an order. After he paid for the orders, you approached him and greeted him warmly.

“Kenyu! What are you doing here? I thought the Blue Lock thing hadn’t ended yet,” you asked, giving him a hug. Yukimiya returned the gesture before replying, “It hasn’t, but we have a two-week break after the U-20 match.” He then pointed outside the window.

“I’m here with a few Blue Lock friends of mine. Would you like to join us?” he asked, seemingly ignoring the googly eyes the barista was giving him.

“Wouldn’t I be intruding if I joined you guys?” you responded hesitantly, realising that you hadn’t seen your crush in a long while.

“I don’t think any of them would mind, and I’d really like to catch up with you,” Yukimiya insisted. He took the drinks and began walking towards his friends, and you nervously followed him.

You greeted Yukimiya’s friends, and they all introduced themselves. You recognized most of their faces from watching the match, but you never really got to know their names, often referring to them by their most distinctive features like “purple hair”, “princess”, "onion," and so on.

As you all got to know each other, they discussed their futures and asked for your opinion so you wouldn’t feel left out. A few other Blue Lock team members stumbled upon the group of seven, one of them which you can remember is Isagi, invited you all to the arcade.

It seemed like you couldn’t hide your interest in Yukimiya very well, which led Otoya and Karasu to pull you away momentarily.

“Hey, I have a question. Do you like Yukimiya?” Karasu whispered to you as the three of you watched Yukimiya playing a game of darts, hitting a bullseye.

You felt your face flush with a mix of surprise and embarrassment. Caught off guard, you stumbled over your words for a moment before finally responding, “Um... well, I... I do like him. He’s a nice guy, and we’ve known each other for a while now. But I don’t think he likes me that way…”

Karasu smirked and nudged you playfully. “Nonsense! You two would make a cute couple. Maybe you should make a move,” he suggested mischievously.

“If he breaks your heart, you can just date me instead, sweetheart~” Otoya said, earning a smack on the head from Karasu. “Ow!”

“I doubt he's that type of person, unlike you, Mr. ‘I date every pretty woman I see,’” Karasu mocked, punctuating his words with exaggerated gestures.

Otoya joined in, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Come on, (Name), life is too short to wonder ‘what ifs.’ You’ll never know unless you take a chance. And who knows? Maybe he’s been waiting to make a move all along.”

“Maybe we should try to make him jealous by flirting with you or something. What do you think, (Name)?” Karasu suggested putting his arm around your shoulder. His eyes darted towards Yukimiya, and he couldn't help but feel mischievous at the hint of jealousy in Yukimiya’s expression.

“I mean, I guess we could give it a try,” you replied, your voice tinged with uncertainty about the potential outcome.

“Great! First, how about giving me a kiss on the cheek?” Otoya teasingly suggested, but before he could finish, Karasu swiftly smacked his head again. Karasu rolled his eyes at Otoya’s playful antics. “Cut it out, Otoya. Let’s not make things too complicated or pushy.”

You laughed at their playful banter, appreciating their lightheartedness. Yukimiya noticed how you laughed with them and felt a twinge of jealousy. It seemed to stem from his heart, but he couldn’t quite understand where these feelings were coming from. All he knew was that he didn’t want Otoya and Karasu getting too close to you. He didn’t want to feel this way about his friend, but he couldn’t help but feel protective of you after not seeing each other for so long.

As the day progressed, you and Yukimiya exchanged little glances towards each other. It seemed like some of the other boys had caught on to the plan that Otoya and Karasu made on the spot. Quite conveniently, the day started to come to an end as the sun slowly descended from the sky. After going to the arcade, most of you went your separate ways, as some of the other boys had other things to do.

Yukimiya had decided to walk you home as your houses weren’t so far apart. He hadn’t said anything yet, and it made you kind of worried. After gathering up the courage and asking him, you suggested, “Um, so, do you want to stay for dinner? My mum would be happy to see you again.”

“I’d love that,” he replied, before the silence continued. The two of you arrived at your home, but before you could go inside, Yukimiya suddenly stopped you and held onto you. Yukimiya took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on you. The air between you felt charged with anticipation as he mustered the courage to express his feelings.

“Ever since I met you, something changed inside me,” he began, his voice filled with sincerity. “You’ve brought so much joy and warmth into my life. Every moment spent with you is precious, and I find myself constantly thinking about you. I've felt a pang of jealousy when I see other guys blatantly flirting with you.”

His grip tightened slightly as he continued, his eyes never leaving yours. “I can’t deny it any longer. I’ve fallen in love with you. Your smile, your laughter, the way you understand me without even saying a word—it all captivates me. Being around you makes me feel complete.”

His confession hung in the air, leaving a sense of vulnerability between you. The world seemed to hold its breath as you took in his words, your heart racing with a mixture of surprise and delight. Finally, you managed to find your voice, your own emotions pouring forth.

“Kenyu, I... I've been feeling the same way. The way you make me feel, it's like nothing I've ever experienced before. I like you too.”

A smile spread across his face, and the tension melted away as he pulled you into a warm embrace. In that moment, all doubts and uncertainties were replaced by a sense of certainty and belonging. Unfortunately, the moment had to be cut short when your mom opened the door and invited you both inside.

“Come in, lovebirds, before the food gets cold!” she exclaimed.

Both of you blushed, knowing that she had caught onto the situation, even though she didn’t know the exact details of your conversation. It seemed that she approved of the relationship between the two of you.

“Coming, Mom!” you shouted back, pulling Yukimiya inside by his hand. Your mom held him back for a moment, looking at him quite seriously. “If you break my child’s heart, I will never forgive you. Now, protect them with your life, do you hear me?"

Yukimiya could only nod in response, realising that the woman in front of him was quite intimidating. Your head popped out, wondering what was taking them so long, and your mom reassured you that it was nothing.

The evening drew to a close, a warm and contented feeling filled the air. As the time came for Yukimiya to leave, your mom smiled warmly at both of you. She could see the happiness radiating from your faces and knew that something special had blossomed between you.

“Take care of each other,” she said, her voice filled with motherly love.

Yukimiya nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. “I promise, I will protect her with all my heart.”

NOTES. apologies if this isn’t up to your expectations anon! there wasn’t as much karasu and otoya cameo as i’d like for it to have, but i hope u still like it (hearts)

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[anxiousbabybird]

Happy Birthday Kenyu!

Pairing: Kenyu Yukimiya x Reader

NSFW below, MDNI! Sorry if this is shit, I wrote it in like 15 minutes 😅

"Fuck," you cried, your voice cracking as Kenyu's tongue swirled dangerous circles around your clit. Three of his fingers were inside you, curled against that soft spot inside you that made you whine so pretty for him. This was how he'd woken you up, settled between your legs, his glasses hanging loose on his face but hands too busy to fix them. His hair was in every direction, both from sleep and the way your fingers were twisting around the strands, tugging as he gave a harsh suck to the little bud that currently held all his attention. He'd told you last night that he wanted breakfast in bed for his birthday, but this was not the breakfast you'd had in mind for him. Not that you were complaining.

Fingers worked faster and Kenyu groaned into your core, a smirk on his lips as his teeth grazed over and then bit your inner thigh. He waited, puffing hot air over your clit, his mouth just out of your reach even when you bucked your hips while his fingers worked. He was teasing, waiting for you to beg. It didn't take long.

"Make me cum, please," you whimpered, looking down at Kenyu with wide glistening eyes he found so pretty. "Want to cum on your face." He thrusted his fingers faster while his other hand worked up your body and squeezed your neck. His eyes locked with yours through fogged up glasses for a brief second, and he smiled softly when you looked away from the intensity of his gaze. He didn't even say another word as his mouth reattached to your clit and he alternated between long, languid licks and suction that certainly felt like he would suck your soul out.

You came with a cry of his name, tugging his hair hard enough that he grunted against you, sending a round of vibrations into you that had you trying to climb away from the overstimulation. He didn't care, only wrapped an arm behind you as he continued to help you ride our the waves of your orgasm until the pleasure turned into the prickles of pain and the tears fell from your eyes. Your voice finally broke through his trance and he crawled up your body.

He left both bite marks and kisses on every expanse of skin, starting with a kiss to your cunt and clit, following with bites along your stomach and breasts, your neck, and finally ending with his lips on yours. You were covered in his marks, his little masterpiece. He pulled away from the kiss and looked down at you with a grin, cheeks flushed as you hid your face in his chest. He was nowhere near satisfied or done with you, but you'd earned a little break after such an intense wake up call. The perfect way to start his birthday. He grinned devilishly and looked down at you.

"Happy birthday to me."

For you and your man on his birthday Ry 💙 @seraphofthesimps

[aesterblaster]

No Good Family Dinners Here (2)

Summary: The meeting the parents via family dinner trope but y/n has a shitty family (gender neutral) , Part One linked here

Characters included: Kenyu, Reo and Kaiser

Songs: Worst Case Scenerio / The Hoosiers // SAD / Lemon Demon // I Guess / Sweatcult

Warnings: gets kinda dark or heavy at some parts, abuse and neglect mentioned (to be specific mental abuse during Kenyu's section, financial and physical abuse during Reo's and physical plus emotional neglect during Kaiser's), not proofread

Tagging: @strawberrymilk4u @maozne18 @effulgentfireflies @kryptic-krab

Kenyu was still trying to decide on which shoes he'd wear to meet your parents. At this point it was between his dressier, but admittedly much more uncomfortable, double strap dress shoes or his slightly scuffed yet soft loafers. It was clear, it was time for a second opinion. "(Y/N)! Which of these look better to you?" He really wasn't the type to be this indecisive, but when it came to something as important as meeting his possible in-laws Yukimiya couldn't help but second guess himself. No answer. "(Y/N)?"

For a moment he swore he heard you crying. Before he could go to check on you though, you responded. "The loafers look good, you look great. Really." You thought it ironic that your dashing, model and famous soccer player of a boyfriend was acting insecure. It was you who felt insecure, always questioning if you deserved him or if he'd up and leave you one day... And now you two were off to meet the people who installed that mindset in you.

When you arrived, you made sure they saw Kenyu first. Your parents greeted him with loud gasps and firm handshakes, and they simply kept the door open for you. They were taken with him as soon as he offered to help set the table. You watched him pull out all of his charm and desperately wished he'd save it for someone better. Saved it for someone who actually deserved his kindness and smile. Of course, your boyfriend on the other hand was just content that they didn't point out that his shoes were scuffed.

"Gosh, you're so professional at first I thought you were some new therapist (Y/N) hired!" your mother gushed after all of you were seated with food on your plate. Kenyu raised an eyebrow and glanced over at you. "Oh, did they not tell you? They insist that they need to spend all this money on these, these councilers but none of them ever work out. We still try to meet every one of them though, just to make sure they aren't a bad influence."

You almost choked on your water. Kenyu similarly wasn't all too good at keeping what he was feeling under wraps. The sudden change in tone and cadence hadn't gone unnoticed. It was like walking in a forest and suddenly falling into a sink hole. "Hang on you, uh, meet them- ?"

"I think it's a waste of time too." your dad chimed in, cutting him off. There was a small silence after that, only the sound of silverware against plates echoed through the room. Yukimiya dug deep and changed the subject. You didn't know how but even after that he managed to get your parents all wrapped up in a conversation about how he balanced soccer and his modeling carrer. Eventually he used the leverage he gained with them to excuse the both of you. Claiming it was getting late (It was only about 7:30 pm.) and by some miracle your parents agreed, letting you two go. For a minute, you were convinced he actually liked your parents.

As soon as you asked what he thought of them though he unloaded, running his hands through his hair as he groaned, "God, they were fucking insufferable! I'm sorry. I know you probably love them but that was rough! I had to get us outta there before my head exploded. I'm never going back there, I hope you know that." You started giggled, and soon it turned into a full on laughing session. He laughed with you for a while. "But really, they clearly don't really...respect you. I hope you know I do though." You nodded quietly, wondering what you did to earn a boyfriend who could turn your tears to laughter.

Reo already hated your parents before he ever sat down at their table. He was a man of strong convictions and you telling him about how they greedily took your allowance away for 7 months after you simply forgot to do a few chores gave him a pretty strong opinion of them. You also told him in passing about how often you visited the school nurse when you were younger with scrapes and bruises you were unable to explain away. He was astounded when he learned that you didn't fully understand how bank accounts worked or that you didn't need to be punished for every mistake.

He was even more agast when your parents managed to get in touch with you after some tabloid took a photo of you with him. As much as Reo enjoyed his life in the spotlight, he wished he could keep you safe from it. He still remembered how shaken you were when you showed him a photo some celebrity stalker snapped of you two. Admittedly, you looked great in it, the sun hitting you at just the right angles, your clothes matching his beautifully. Almost as soon as the photo was published, Reo's social media was flooded with jealous fangirls and yours with scathing accusations related to you guessed it, whether or not you were just a gold digger.

Your parents, though, they didn't see any of it as a negative just big green dollar signs. So here you were, in their house with Reo Mikage. You held onto his arm tightly, seeing your dad smile like that was starting to freak you out. "So, where'd you meet them?" he asked the same way an excited child would ask a stranger where they found their lost kitten.

"It's a long story." Unfortunately your boyfriend hated small talk. Normally he'd grit his teeth through it, but he was always a bit of a hedonist and there was, to him at least, no reason to hide that here. Pain or pleasure, that was also the stick and carrot technique your mom and dad used on you. You could barely touch your plate, honestly.

Your parents continued to try and milk their time with the billionaire. They had even used some sort of freshener that made the whole house smell like apple pie. It was nothing like the home you left when you went off to collage, or the one you miserably returned to when you needed more money for the next semester. They even turned your bedroom into an office space.

"I hope she isn't giving you much trouble, really. I know that both me and their father were so worried after not hearing from (Y/N) for such a long time. I'm glad they found you though, haha, no longer begging us for anymore money huh?" your mother said, shooting a pointed glare your way that you didn't meet. But you could feel yourself gaining confidence, just a bit, by sitting next to Reo. It was radiating off of him. What to you was controlling and downright terrifying was just pointless chatter to him that he barely bothered to answer. He was always eager to make you as comfortable as possible and hearing these, these people he'd never even met before talk to you like this was wearing on him.

"(Y/N), I believe I have a meeting to attend soon, and I don't know exactly how you're feeling but.... What do you think we should do?" You glanced up at him and met his gaze. You knew damn well that he could tell them off himself, tell them about how this was clearly going nowhere and just a grab to get you to talk to them again. But he wanted you to do it.

"We should leave." That's all Reo needed to hear.

Kaiser wasn't exactly the model boyfriend to bring to a family dinner. And that was exactly why you were dragging him out to your parents house now. You stared at the house for a long, long time. This wasn't the same house you'd lived in your whole life. It was nicer, they clearly did some upgrades. You'd warned your parents ahead of time about how you were coming over with "company" so you hoped they prepared a decent dinner. Just in case though, you brought a few dishes from a nearby restaurant

You were pleasantly surprised that the owner still recognized you. Although, you were far from the malnourished kid that used to skip the first period of school to help around at their place for cash. You prided yourself on that, how well you were doing now, in a loving relationship and much more stable. So, why were you back? That question rang in the back of your mind like a sad echo, but you pushed it away.

"Are we going to just sit in front of the door forever?" Kaiser groaned. You were nowhere near the door, he meant in the car but he forgot the word for car again. If there was one more thing you could say you were pleased with yourself for it would be convincing Kaiser to actually start practicing English again after he abandoned it in high school (You two had a bet on who could master who's language first, so far you were losing but at least you remembered the word for car). You shook your head before opening the passenger side door with a flourish and with that you two were off.

"....(Y/N)? You can stop, if they come they come." You didn't even realize how many times you knocked until Kaiser made his comment with a small chuckle. He had to admit that he might be more annoyed than you if they didn't show, he worked extra hard on his eyeliner today. But, just as you were about to turn around and walk away the door swung open.

"Oh! Hey, (Y/N)...long time no see." your mother said with a small smile as she let you and Kaiser in. "And who's this?"

"It's Kaiser, Micheal Kaiser." he hummed doing a small hair flip before shaking your mom's hand. She was more weirded out than anything and some selfish part of you wanted her to care that you brought this tattooed loud man into her house. Wanted her to look at you with that "What in the fresh hell" look you'd seen so many other moms give on those dating tv shows when their kid ran off with someone they didn't approve of. But all she said was,

"Oh, ok. Come on in."

The dinner didn't last long. There wasn't that much food to go around anyway, even with the extra dishes you brought, your mom just ended up squirreling them away into the fridge. You let her. Kaiser got along with your father well enough just because of all the strange stories he had under his belt. It was a strange mix of apathy and faked intrigue. You knew that your parents really didn't care all that much what you were doing or who you were dating. They didn't in your childhood, why would they now? If there was one thing Kaiser couldn't handle though, it was apathy.

After all, he was a damn star, a famous athlete and a main character in this little family dinner setting. You were the other lead, interesting, intelligent, witty. And your parents were a dull, rude audience. Not to mention that in the past they were villans, leaving you with unfit attire throughout your childhood and a sore lack of attention. Something Micheal didn't realize the true sorrow of until he was sitting in that cramped dining room with you. Watching your parents give one word responses or non related questions to all of your accomplishments. Their behavior was absolutely stifling, no one could entertain in this setting. He threw his napkin on the table before turning to you, "(Y/N), why don't we take a quick trip back to the, the.."

"Car."

"And not return?"

[pluviophile-imagines]

or even 20 w kenyu!

20: A heavy wool coat settling over shivering shoulders

It is far too cold for an outdoor shoot.

You don’t know how Kenyu can handle it, changing up his clothes and standing around making minute changes in his pose for hours on end,while you freeze your ass off. In particular this one was a last-minute choice to move outside—you’re shivering already and you’re still on the move, heels clacking against the sidewalk as you hurry in hopes of arriving before your boss.

When you finally arrive at location it’s all you can do to stand in place, let alone pay attention enough to do your damn job. It feels like your whole body is vibrating as you rub your hands together and shift from one foot to the other.

Something drops upon your shoulders. It’s warm, and heavy, though not bulky; before you fully register what it is you catch that it smells like a very familiar (very expensive) cologne.

Kenyu isn’t even looking at you when your head snaps over, but with the way his hands linger as he lets go it’s obvious that he’s paying rapt attention despite the attempt to project nonchalance. You purse your lips as you pull his coat tighter around your shoulders, relishing the warmth of it. It really is quite nice.

“Kenyu, why—“

“I’m modeling,” he says simply, and you suppose it’s a decent enough excuse for why he won’t be needing the thing, but it hardly gives a reason for why you ought to wear it. Luckily he answers that immediately after. “You seem like you need it more. Who would I be if I let my poor assistant freeze?”

You frown, moving to pull it off with the intent of holding it rather than wearing it so that he can take it back when he’s done. “No, I can’t—”

But before you can finish your statement, he finally turns towards you, leaning in close. A hand finds your waist and pulls you in closer—not demanding, just guiding—as his head dips to tuck into your neck and hovers, nose not quite touching your skin. Your arms drop to fall limply at your side as the motion drags a sharp, breathy gasp from your lips.

“And,” he says, low so that you’re the only one who can hear, “it looks better on you.”

[unluckilyimnot]

fixing the other's hairstyle to let their hands run through their partner's hair

Characters : isagi, reo, karasu, yukimiya, hiori, sae, rin, kunigami, nagi

Fluff

m.list || rules

Note: Charles being friends with shidou is really no surprise 😭 they're both menaces

isagi

is a smiley little pookie

never do your hair ‘cause he’s gonna ruin it and he doesn’t even intend to and he's SO sorry when he does

he wants to touch your hair all the time, brushing it away, make sure you don’t get it or eat it

he’s so oblivious about the fact that he KEEPS touching your hair

it’s always some “wait I’ll help you out” when you want to tie it (if you can), or “wait” and he brushed it away from your eyes

All. The. Damn. Time.

If your hair is long/shoulder length, he wants to brush it for you on windy day so you’re all pretty again

karasu

I see him as a gentleman who tease a little

so I think he tends to play with it a lot, twirling it around his fingers and then say it was to fix the strand

even more if you have curly hair or curl it yourself, it was losing its bounce a little, he helped :)

he doesn’t do it much outside, but when it’s just the two of you he likes it

ruffling it, putting a falling strand behind your ear/out of your view

he just loves the softness

nagi

it’s easy, he’s taller than you so it’s his favorite part and he doesn’t even try to find any excuses

he just touch it, even pet your head as if your a damn cat

he loves it if you have long hair, he can play with the end easily when he’s out of energy for the day

he can lay his head on top of yours and that’s generally, if needed, his excuse to touch your hair – inside, all alone or outside with people

he’s the type to brush your hair away of your face if it bothers him and he can’t see your eyes

kunigami

his best excuse is that he knows how to style hair thanks to his sisters so he can help effectively

he does your hair for you, I don’t make the rules

that’s his favorite part of getting ready, doesn’t matter where you’re going or if you stay at home

he LOVES breaking the curl when he just done it to make them look loose – plus you look amazing

tie your hair for you just to feel it between his fingers

and always has a hair tie to do so

he’s the best, he can do anything and if not : he’ll learn to

everything to see you smile

sae

he’s too serious for his own good when he’s in public, you like to mess with him

he freshly cut his hair and you can’t help but want to run your hands through it all day, it’s all soft and nice and he smells as good as always and –

he had to glare at you for you to stop your move, rolling your eyes, you left to get a drink

a hand find it’s way on your smaller back again and you roll your eyes

“Stop that would you”

“Cut your hair after next time” it’s his time to roll his eyes

“You’re impossible” and you returned him the compliment, this time ruffling his hair for good before fixing it and smiling

“I love you though” he narrows his eyes at you, taking a look around him before leaving a peck on your cheek

“Me too”

rin

you like to fix his bangs to bother him

putting it a little on the side to get a better sight of his eyes even if he hated it

or ruffling it until he can’t see anymore

annoying Rin is your favorite job on earth

this end up in a fight half of the time – and he always win, be for real

but deep down, he loves it a lot

this boy is touch starved, so you playing and touching his hair a lot make him feel better and loved

reo

he’s a tidy man, he knows what he’s doing and big gathering, brands and companies or not ; he just has to be perfect

and he’s glad to have someone around him ready to fix his look if needed

but you two haven’t left yet that you already fixed his hair a few time

“You can’t act like that tonight you know that ?” he chuckled as you, very cautiously, fix it once again

“I will if needed.”

“Was it needed all the time for the past half and hour ?” he asked in a smirk, tilting his head to the side

you blush at his comment and pout. “Maybe not…”

he doesn’t mind tho, you’re sweet and you love him sm you can’t help it

he feels the same, don’t you worry

hiori

casual date but he’s always making sure he looks cute for his pretty s/o

you two leave when the time is still clear and warm yet knowing that’s a windy day

by the time you arrive at your destination, a cute cat café that opens recently, your hair is a mess and you can’t help but whine

he’s quick to help you out, brushing his fingers through it to ease it before his own hair – not that it moved much

yet you brushed your fingers through his as well, giggling when you’re done and him thanking you, not knowing it wasn’t needed at all

his hair is so soft, you can’t help but push it away gently or hold it before a strand falls in his mouth while he’s eating.

“What’s up today ?”

“Nothing, I just don’t want you to eat your hair !”

yuki

you attend an official thing, like regarding commercials he worked in with some brand

he’s : on fleek, hair perfectly done, makeup on top, he looks handsome and that’s your man ? Damn

you have to be serious the whole, contain yourself, smile a lot but you really can’t help yourself, from time to time, to make sure that his outfit and hairstyle stay perfect

that’s your job right ?

It’s like the ninth time your hand keeps a stand of hair out of his sight, or to make sure it stays put together, it makes him giggle.

“Done ?” he asked in a whisper in your ear, his smile so easy to imagine on his face.

“What ? It’s in your face. I’m helping out.”

“You’re not. You’re clingy,” he pecked your temple. “but it’s fine.”

yes, he knows you just can’t keep your hand for yourself but he still finds it cute and endearing

[n0niff]

(some) bllk characters falling in love*ੈ✩‧₊˚

he fell first

time and noise seemed to stop, the universe paused when your eyes met. he knew he had fallen deeply. it might sound cliché, but that's precisely his perspective. your first interaction only reinforced this feeling…now that you rest in his arms, with a silly comedy movie playing in the background, your laughter is the only thing that holds his attention. he can't belive he can call himself yours

bachira, kurona, kunigami, nanase, tokimitsu, ness

he fell harder

he wasn't sure when everything changed, when his playful "you're annoying's" turned into earnest "i miss you's". he didn't know when he started noticing reminders of you in his surroundings, or when he began instinctively ordering a second drink at the cafe—your exact order, memorized to a t. he couldn't pinpoint when you gradually found a place in his heart, but he wasn't complaining.

rin, sae, oliver, kaiser, baro, shidou, otoya, nagi, chigiri, niko

he fell first & harder

from the moment he saw you, he knew you were destined to be part of his life. you fit in so naturally; his friends liked you and it seemed as if everyone around him adored you. and so did he. one might think his love couldn't grow any deeper, but every day, he proves otherwise. he is the man that you cherish, but he cherishes you even more.

isagi, yukimiya, hiori, loki, reo

⋆｡°✩ srry if I forgot one of your favs (• ᴖ •｡)

[milaisreading]

How about a Valentine's day story in a Blue Lock x Japan U20 match with manager y/n? Like while in the match and the breaks y/n gets lots of chocholate, flowers or gifts from the male fans which causes the players to be jealous and also some of the fans go even far as kissing y/n hand like a gentleman. The players had no idea that y/n made chocholate for both of the teams. She is kinda shy and scared to give them because she thought the boys wouldn't like the taste of the chocholate, the shapes of the chocholates or the color of the packets.

🩷🌱: Happy Valentine's Day, anon! This was such a cute idea, I hope you like what I wrote! Thanks for the request!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Oh, damn. There are a lot of people here today!" (Y/n) gasped in surprise as she looked at the stadium that was more packed than on the previous match. Today, the JFA had organized a special match between the U-20 and Blue lock. It was nothing serious, and more meant as an entertainment program for Valentine's Day. The board members of the JFA thought it would be a good idea to organize the event as a cash grab for the holiday,which (Y/n) had to admit was a good idea. The ratings and money from the merch shops will definitely give them extra money.

'Greedy bastards.' She thought while side-eyeing the board members while she stood next to Anri and Ego.

"(Y/n), what's with that bag you brought?" Ego questioned as the boys were warming up. (Y/n), confused for a moment, looked at the item and then blushed in embarrassment while scrambling for words.

"I... I made some chocolate for the players of both teams." She whispered to the adults, which caused Anri to squeal at the cuteness.

"That's adorable! When are you giving it to them, though?" She raised an eyebrow.

"I... I don't know. I am a little embarrassed about the possible attention I might get from them... If only I could somehow avoid it." Anri and Ego kept quiet for a moment as they thought of a way to help her. Well, it was more Anri who did the thinking while Ego was busy monitoring the interaction between Rin, Sae, and Shidou.

"Ah! I know what we can do!"

"You do?" (Y/n) raised an eyebrow as Anri happily nodded her head.

"How about you anonymously leave the chocolate in their locker rooms while they are on the field. We should go there once the game starts." Anri suggested, which made (Y/n) smile at the idea.

"Sounds great! Is that ok with you, Ego-san?"

The said man thought the whole idea was stupid, and he wanted to say so, but once he saw the two give him puppy eyes, he sighed and nodded his head.

"Fine. I will just inform the other coach that you will be going into their locker room. Don't be gone for too long." The man said as the two cheered and thanked him.

"Keep it down-"

"Uhm, is someone named (L/N) (Y/n) here?" One of the maintenence staff members asked as he approached the trio.

"Why?" Ego asked bluntly, causing (Y/n) and Anri to facepalm.

"There are some fans who want to see her." The man answered as (Y/n) raised an eyebrow.

"I am her. But, what do you mean by fans?" She asked the man, and Anri and Ego looked back with the same amount of curiosity.

After explaining it to them, (Y/n) followed the older man to the field where some people were. To be fair, they weren't om the field, but on the stands close to it.

'Good God...' The girl gulped as she saw some guys and a few girls looking back at her in excitement while holding some gifts, she assumed at least.

"Don't take too long." The man warned as (Y/n) nodded her head.

"H-hi. How can I help?" (Y/n) wondered as the group smiled, holding out some gifts to her.

"Hello! I brought you these flowers-"

"Happy Valentine's Day! Please be my-"

"You look very cute today! Hope you like this chocolate! It's handmade-"

"I found these flowers! Heard you liked them-"

"Take mine instead!"

"My chocolate is way better!"

"I got you this plush toy!"

(Y/n) watched in shock and confusion as the group showed the various gifts that were meant for her by the sounds of it.

'Why... why are they giving those to me? I am not a player.' (Y/n) thought as she slowly approached the group, not wanting to be rude or anything.

"Th-thank you. You all shouldn't have brought me anything. I am really honored." The group stopped arguing as they watched the manager bow and smile at them.

'So respectful!'

'She looks so cute!' The group thought as they started arguing who will be the first one to give her a gift.

'Ahh... I hope nobody sees this mess. I don't want the attention to be diverted from the players. It's their day.' (Y/n) thought as she went to take the items, thanking everyone individually.

Meanwhile, what (Y/n) didn't notice was the players had already noticed the ruckus that was going on, and they were less than pleased.

"Who are those losers now?" Sae raised an eyebrow, not liking what he wa seeing. The same could go for Rin, who was silently growling as he saw (Y/n) accept those gifts, even going as far as smiling at the people.

'That's my manager. Don't get so comfortable with her.' He thought as Shidou was for once not sporting his usual cocky smile.

'Now, why is she paying attention to those nobodies?'

Aiku was about to speak up, but the 4 froze up when they saw one of the guys take (Y/n)'s hand into theirs and planting a kiss on it.

"Ok, that's about it. I have had enough." Aiku cleared his throat as he walked over to where (Y/n) was, the trip following close by as the rest of thebtwo teams glared daggers at the boy.

While that was going on, (Y/n) was getting more and more uncomfortable with the attention and tried to cut this gift giving short.

'Why did they even give these to me?' She still wondered, unaware of the 4 players approaching her.

"T-thank you again for the gifts. But, I really need to go now-"

"Can't you stay a little longer?"

"Yeah, the game didn't start yet."

The group protested as (Y/n) tried to find a way out. The gifts were too much for her to hold for so long.

"I'm-" She started speaking, but got interrupted by the familiar monotone voice Sae had.

"Having fun? Good, fun is over." (Y/n), surprised by his appearance turned around to scold hin for the rude tone.

"Don't be so rude, Sae-" But, she pretty much cut herself off when she saw the murderous looks Rin, Sae, Shidou, and Oliver were giving the group.

'What's up with them?!'

The game had eventually started after a good 30 minutes and Anri meanwhile dragged (Y/n) away to put the chocolates into the locker rooms. The chocolates were pretty simple. Milk chocolate with a few decorations, all wrapped up in colors that reminded her of the boys. It was pretty cliché in her opinion, but she hoped they would like them and not suspect her as the culprit.

'I really tried to make them look as different as possible.' (Y/n) thought as she put the last one into Neru's jacket pocket, blushing at the thought of them discovering her.

'That would be something I could never live down.'

The game had ended with the Blue Lock team winning after the time got extended to a whole 105 minutes, (Y/n), Anri, and Ego could see the team was exhausted, so they told them to take their time in changing and showering. Meanwhile, the trio would take care of the press or the gifts the Blue Lock team was receiving, which was something (Y/n) ended up taking care of.

'All these gifts look so much better than mine...' She thought, trying not to look sad as she wrote down what was for who. She didn't need fans going after her or spreading rumors.

'Well, at least I hope they taste good.' (Y/n) thought nervously as she took another gift, wondering if they found the chocolates by now.

Blue lock room 💙⛓️

"Hm? There is something in our pockets?" Otoya wondered as Anri giggled while closing the door.

"Yep! (Y/n) made some Valentine's chocolate for you guys! Don't say I told you, tho!" With that, the woman left the teens in a shocked state. That soon disappeared as they quickly looked through their pockets, and sure enough, the chocolates were there. All neatly wrapped.

"Woo-hoo! This is like the first time I got one! She even wrapped it in my favorite color!" Bachira cheered as he looked at the yellow wrapped item. Otoya quickly unwrapped his and took a bite.

"It's so good!" He cheered.

'Ahh! I can die now happily! Wait, is this (Y/n)'s way of confessing?!' Otoya thought as Karasu and Kurona took a bite from their's as well.

"It tastes the right amount of sweet. The decorations look adorable as well." Karasu chuckled while blushing.

"Just like her..." Kurona silently said as he continued eating his, trying to savor the taste as long as possible. Isagi, who took the time to read the message she wrote on the chocolate blushed and smiled.

'You did an amazing job!' He read, feeling his heart beat quicken when he saw the heart at the end.

"She is the best. This tastes amazing." He mumbled, earning nods from Niko and Hiori, who were sitting next to him.

"It does! It does! The packaging are adorable, too. She really put a lot of thought into them." Hiori said in adoration.

"You think she will bake for us one day?" Niko wondered with a red face as he read the message over and over.

"I mean, we could always ask her. (Y/n) is nice, I am sure she would." Reo announced, earning nods from the rest.

"I hope it will be a chocolate cake. Didn't have those in a while. She really made my day with this." Gagamaru smiled warmly, not used to getting chocolate on Valentine's Day from anyone. Nagi kept quiet as his face was a uncharacteristic red shade. The whole time he was staring at the wrapping paper while taking small bites of the chocolate.

'I am keeping this one forever.'

Barou was a blushing mess along with Tokimitsu, so they decided not to say anything as they ate their chocolates. Both were flattered and happy over this surprise. It was better than winning the match in their opinion.

"It has a really good taste to it. Not too sweet and not too bitter. She really thought of everything. So cute." Yukimiya smiled brightly, earning a nod from Aryu.

"Well, it is (Y/n) we are talking about. She is amazing and thoughtful." The brown-haired boy added in. Rin was looking for once relaxed and felt happy as he ate his piece, enjoying every moment of it.

'So good. Definitely better than winning against my brother. I love her so much.' Rin thought, his face turning redder. There was a silence in the room for a while, the team busy eating and thanking (Y/n) mentally for the gift. But, that silence was soon cut off by Chigiri.

"Now, we need to think of some good presents for White Day. Some that will make her forget about the gifts those people gave her today."

The rest of the team quickly nodded their heads.

The U-20 room 🇯🇵2️⃣0️⃣

"Huh?" Shidou hummed as he felt an unfamiliar item in his pocket and quickly fished it out, only to freeze up when he saw what it was. It was a neatly wrapped pink present, and by the shape of it, it was definitely chocolate.

"What is it, Shidou?" Teru asked, noticing the boy's frozen state.

"I got chocolate." The boy answered in confusion as he showed Teru the item, causing the rest of the locker room to look at him.

"You?! Why did you get chocolate?" Sendou yelled out, jealous at the blonde, which earned him a grin from Shidou.

"Probably because the ladies like me more."

"Hm? I got some as well." Sae pointed out as he showed the the team his burgundy wrapped item.

"Ha? And you two didn't put it in there yourselves?" Niou asked skeptically.

"Why would I do such a pathetic thing?" Sae questioned.

"You guys mad that you didn't get any?" Shidou snickered, earning glared from Sendou and Niou now.

"Hey! I got some as well! This is rare for me!" Neru said in excitement as he found a beige wrapped item in his pocket. Now this was a surprise for the rest.

"You as well?" Itsuki and Miroku mumbled as they discretely went through their pockets, only to find chocolate int them as well.

"Hey! I got some as well!"

"Me too!"

"This is weird..." Hayate said silently, blushing as he stared at his present as well.

"Woo-hoo! Hey! I got chocolate as well!!" Sendou blushed in excitement as he took put the present from his jacket pocket. Oliver, who also found a green and purple wrapped present, stared at it in confusion as Teru started eating his chocolate.

"It tastes good as well! It also has some cute decorations on it."

"Mhm!" Niou nodded as he ate his along with Hayate and Neru.

"But still, who put it into our pockets?" Sae asked out loud, earning silence instead of an answer.

"It certainly is weird. We didn't notice anyone near our stuff." Miroku chimed in as their coach walked into the room.

"Ah, I see you found those chocolates. Eat up and let's go." The team stared at the man in horror for a moment as Oliver spoke up.

"Please don't tell me you put these into our locker room."

"Yuck!" Shidou shivered at the idea, earning a glare from the coach.

"No, I have better things to do then make Valentine's Day chocolate." The man rolled his eyes.

"Blue Lock's manager made those for you, as surprise or something. She put those here while you guys were playing. Now, stop acting like school boys and pack your stuff." The man ordered as he walked out of the room, leaving the team in a stunned silence.

'The... The manager...made these for us?!' The team thought as they slowly started blushing at the thought.

"Aahhh~" they sighed happily as Sendou spoke up.

"Lucky bastards at Blue Lock probably get this treatment all the time." He said, sounding jealous as the rest tried to ignore that thought, opting to just enjoy the sweet gifts.

"Achoo!" (Y/n) sneezed as Ego looked at her in confusion.

"You ok?"

"Yeah. I think I am just getting sick." She said back, oblivious to what had happened in the locker rooms.

[hiorisgf]

↪the different ways the boys don't let you pay.

↪What's on your mind?: Actually I myself don't know where I'm going with this too. Heh.

Boyfriends who, whenever you're about to pay for something using your own card—he's always there to slap your hand away and give the cashier his instead. Where did you get the idea that he'd let you pay for even a single one of your outings? Well either way, you ought to wipe that thought away because he'll make sure you won't even get the chance to hold your wallet since e this man's already paid for everything. Bastard is unecessarily agressive in the way he refuses to let you pay like bae, why does he have to look at you like you just said the most offensive thing to him in his entire career of living when all you just said is 'let me pay'😭😭

Itoshi Rin, Itoshi Sae, Chigiri Hyoma, Barou Shouei, Kurona Ranze

Loverboys that Immediately gets the wrong idea. Baby thinks he's done something wrong when you offer to split the bill. Like sir. What😃. WHY WOULD YOU EVEN THINK THAT. You have to assure him that he hasn't done anything wrong and that you just want to lessen his expenses because the dates have got to be expensive. Especially with how fancy the places he takes you to are 😭 But after you assure him that he's fine, that you aren't mad at him and all that, and he finally understands what you mean—this cute little bastard dares to go and give you the sweetest smile humanity would ever witness and lovingly tell you, "No."

Isagi Yoichi, Mikage Reo, Niko Ikki

Beloved little shits that would never miss the chance to take your wallet and hide it from you if ever an opportunity presented itself. He does it so that when you'd take your wallet to pay for the meal—only to realize that you've lost it, you'd have no choice but to rely on him to pay for it instead. Too busy wallowing yourself in embarrassment and the feeling of guilt, you fail to notice the small smirk that appears on his everloving face as he inwardly celebrates the success of his plans. HAH. YOU REALLY THOUGHT. Ehem. Now, dearest—just take a seat back and relax as he spoils the way you deserve to be pampered <3 (Also if you're worried about your wallet then he'd return it after the date's finished with that shit eating grin of his you'd like to punch)

Michael Kaiser, Alexis Ness, Bachira Meguru, Oliver Aiku

Pretty, loveable liars who'd gladly allow you to pay for the next meal with a smile on his fave. He chuckles and lovingly looks at you as you adorably pump your fists up in the air. Money in hand, you head to the cashier to pay for the two of you when suddenly the cashier decided to be a not so nice person when they reveal with a smile that the gentleman behind you,(which also happened to be your lover) had already paid for yours and his meal. You look at him, utterly and pitifully betrayed. Your lips turn into a pout as you look at him with watery eyes. And for a moment, they actually feel guilty about not letting you pay for this time.

Hiori Yo, Yukimiya Kenyu, Kunigami Rensuke

[knavves]

ANYTHING 4 MY FAV LADY ft various bllk & hq! men — them being your certified munches !

wc: 0.7k ノ cw + tw: nsfw (18+). fem reader. cunnilingus. praise. body worship. male masturbation. face sitting. overstimulation. teasing. hair pulling. use of pet names.

every time you post, he is the first to swipe up on your story just to tell you how fine you are, like your own personal hype man. and of course you entertain it, with the way he's showering you with praise and saying how you looked extra beautiful in the pic you posted that day, how could you not?

when he has you in front of him though, clad in a skimpy outfit he'd told you was his favorite, he's speechless. so bold over text but heart thumping uncontrollably now that he has you, a fantasy he could only pray would come true as he fucked his fist to the thought of you. when you tell him to "eat you out and maybe you'll let him fuck you" he's on his knees in an instant. you adore him you really do but it's an ego trip to see someone so eager for you and only you so you can't really help but tease him a little. he loves it anyway.

he takes his time with you, wanting to savor this moment. he hooks his fingers around the hem of your lacy panties, noting that the color really complimented you. god you were gorgeous. he could spend hours between your legs just worshipping you but he doesn't wanna keep his pretty baby waiting. "you're so beautiful, my love." he says with an overbearing amount of sincerity laced in every word. his cock throbs at the sight of your cunt glistening with your arousal, all for him? he wouldn't believe it if he was told so.

you gasp at the vibrations of him groaning into your cunt when he finally tastes you. even while his tongue is deep inside your spongey walls and lapping at your sensitive clit, he makes sure to let you know how fucking good you taste. his jaw may ache and his knees might be bruised from being rested against the floor for so long but he has to get you to cum over and over on his tongue so you know how much he cherishes you.

yukimiya, aryu, aiku, ness, hinata, hanamaki, bokuto, akaashi, semi, kita, osamu

who is he if he's not blowing his money on his beautiful girl? he's infatuated with you, borderline obsession if he's being honest. but it's impossible not to be, it's like you've hexed him or something. his mind is constantly spiraling with thoughts of you and only you, he's never wanted someone as badly as he does you.

his budget is unlimited when it's for your needs. pricy lingerie and silky dresses, all of it is for you. he acts frantically, the thought of you getting wooed over by another person frustrates him. so he spoils you in hopes he's the only one ever on your mind just like you're the only one on his.

when you cup his cheek and coo about how he's always so good to you with that playful smirk etching at the corners of your lips, he plays coy as if he isn't throbbing in his boxers at your praise. "no need to be so shy, baby. i think i should reward my good boy." you playfully jut your bottom lip in a pout and lightly pat his cheek. it's like the air was knocked from his lungs and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows nervously. only then does he realizes he hadn't said anything when you screw your eyebrows together, "oh? do you not-" "n-no. i do. i want to taste you, please." fuck the effect you had on him was almost embarrassing.

his hands smooth over your hips and down to your thighs, laying awe struck beneath you as your cunt hovers above his face. "fuck you're so pretty, baby." he groans before attaching himself to your clit. he suckles on your sensitive bud harder, lathering it in his spit, ripping more pitiful squeals and small gasps from your lips.

he doesn't even want anything in return, just being smothered by your pussy is enough for him. even while he's painfully hard in his pants and mindlessly thrusting his hips into the air, it doesn't matter to him.

"that's it, sit on my face more. i got you, m gonna make you cum." and you do just that, tugging on his roots as his wet muscle slides into your dripping hole. he loves it when you lose yourself, grinding on him and using his mouth to get yourself off.

his pupils are blown wide when you let up, the lower half of his face covered with your slick from him messily eating you out. his chest is heaving and his ears are tinted with a red blush but despite it all he asks to have you on his tongue once more.

karasu, sae, kaiser, barou, atsumu, suna, kageyama, kuroo, iwaizumi, matsukawa

© knavves : reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is NOT allowed.

[ana-chan164]

• Blue lock boys with their kids ♡.

< part 2 (end) >

(Chigiri hyoma, Kurona ranze, Alexis ness, Hiori yo, Otoya eita and Yukimiya kenyu)

Artist it twitter: _nnt0k

Hope you enjoy ♡.

[kaiser1ns]

𝘃𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

╹synopsis :: they are hopelessly in love with you, the excitement, the passion and how they want to make their feelings known.

╹contents :: sfw ,fem!reader, based on exo's song "growl", manager y/n in one scenario, beware of whipped (overprotective) egoists, tried to include as many characters as possible

╹notes :: it's my first time doing something like this with song lyrics, i hope i did it well! i honestly didn't know where to put eita whomp whomp, sorry for any grammar mistakes or mischaracterizations.

❝I’m warning you just in case, listen carefully It’s getting dangerous now, so dangerous Stop provoking me, there'll be big trouble I don’t even know what I'll do❞

The after party of the FIFA Awards started to get exhausting, boring even, talking to people left and right, getting more brand deals, you know the usual for a football superstar, he just wanted to enjoy the night drinking and having fun with you. But you are nowhere to be seen to his own dismay, where the heck did you go, it's not like he doesn't trust you - he doesn't trust the ones around you. He craned his neck, scanning the crowded venue in search of your familiar presence, and finally found you, ah you are so beautiful, so mesmerizing, he couldn't take his eyes off you, but you seemed to talk to someone ... let's say he doesn't like at all. He will make sure when playing against his team to score a hat-trick, no a double hat-trick. He felt this gut-wrenching feeling inside his stomach, his heart tightened at the site - his angel next to some random bug. Quickening his pace, he found himself behind you, looking at the man in front of you with utter hatred, realizing who he was dealing with he apologized to you and left. Wrapping his arms around you, securing and claiming you as his once again, whispering in your ear to stop doing these things to him, because he won't be as calm the next time he sees someone who doesn't deserve to be next to you.

Oliver Aiku, Shidou Ryusei, Karasu Tabito, Sheoi Barou, Raichi Jingo, Lavinho

❝My breath keeps stopping, you are walking toward me You are smiling at me, are you attracted to me too? My eyes become cloudy when you stare at me Your breath gets closer to my ears, you’re the one that makes me go crazy❞

Run, receive pass, score - repeat. He was trying to do that the whole practice, but he can't focus when you are here, distracting him. He will pass out not from overwork, but from the fact that his heart will burst at any moment if you keep looking at him with those sparkly e/c eyes, oh, and your smile - you were the motivation that pushed him to give his best on the field and the reason he forgets how to speak, how to think properly, how to function at all. As you approach him with that concerned smile,with your perfect cute looking face, noticing the sweat on his forehead you, reaching out your hand to check if he has temperature because he was burning and you ask him if he is okay, NO HE IS NOT OKAY, your gaze meeting his and like a daydream, his vision begins to get cloudy — he stares into your eyes, and so do you in his. The world around you blurred as your presence dominated his senses. Was it possible that you too, felt the magnetic pull drawing you and him together?

Isagi Yoichi, Yo Hiori, Nanase Nijiro, Julien Loki, Kurona Ranze, Niko Ikki, Alexis Ness

❝So no-one can see you, I want to hide you in my arms (I’m so serious) All of the stares that want you , whirls up in me a harsh storm❞

He just wanted to have one normal date with you, but of course the paparazzi have to nudge in, all the unwanted stares, camera lights, and the million photos that are probably going to be on every social media tomorrow with the most stupid title. Sometimes he hates the fact that he is famous, everything has it's perks, but right now he wishes for nothing more but to be a normal person with a normal office job. He wanted to hide, and most importantly to hide you from the press. Your relationship is not a secret, but you want to keep it private as much as possible. Without thinking, he gripped your hand tighter and quickened his walking pace, well you were practically running - away from this chaos. As the cacophony of camera clicks faded into the distance, you found solace in the quiet corner of the alley. Panting, without breath, his eyes met yours, and you let a little laugh, what's so funny about people invading your privacy?, but if it meant seeing you with such an adoring smile, he would run the whole world just for that.

Itoshi Sae, Itoshi Rin, Nagi Seishiro, Yukimiya Kenyu, Noel Noa, Leonardo Luna

❝My eyes get sharper, and the tension feels like it could cut  I’m searching around your surroundings, baby You just stay as you are and look at only me I’ll never let you go, just watch, baby❞ 

Scoring the last-minute winning goal he screamed from the adrenaline, releasing the pent-up frustration that had been building throughout the game. The roaring crowd, the teammates' admiration, and the coach's praises all faded into the background, he felt the weight of the stadium disappear as he locked eyes with you from the VIP seats. His heart pounded with the residual rush of adrenaline, and a triumphant smile spread across his face. Your gaze held his, and in that intimate moment, the world outside ceased to exist. For him, every goal, every achievement, was dedicated to you. As the cheers continued around him, he knew that your 'I'm proud of you' meant more than any other praise. In that shared gaze, amidst the triumph, it was one of the biggest victories for him - you were more important than any medal, trophy, or Ballon d'Or. He smiled once again at you, nodding to the inside of the stadium, signaling you to wait there. And you did, understanding that there were moments beyond the public celebration, where the bond between you two was more profound than the thrill of victory itself - and to his luck he got the best reward, a loving kiss on the lips from his one and only.

Michael Kaiser, Mikage Reo, Chigiri Hyoma, Otoya Eita, Bachira Meguru, Kunigami Rensuke

©2024 kaiser1ns do not copy, repost or modify my work.

[kumimi3]

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ clueless reader think they're in charge of the relationship , da dominant one and people believe u bcs they see ur boyfie is so cute and soft ~ u order him around and he obeys u like a good boy hehe , he sho sho adorable but he's the one who fucks and manhandles u like a ragdoll ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა n when he wants you to spread ur legs for him , u do so bcs u wldnt wnna be gripped in da hair and fucked senseless for being a brat, rightttttt? unless u wanna ~

yuta , yuuji , inumaki | nagi , reo , chigiri , bachira , isagi , yukimiya | shoyo, kenma , yamaguchi +ur faves

[fusaes]

fav!character who loves seeing his frame devour you. the way his clothes just swallow you whole, your thighs barely visible. he thinks it's fucking adorable. you tried his pants before but wore his boxers instead. that sight alone drove him mad.

the times where you had to physically climb him in order to get something off a shelf or on the top of the cabinet, he loves it. instead of volunteering to get it for you, he knew you were too prideful to let him do all of the work. your hands grabbing onto his large biceps and toned back, his thin shirt giving you a glimpse of his nipples.

the little things where you still choose to sit on his lap other than any chair available, where he gets to wrap his big arms around you, completely engulfing you.

or when he's wearing a hoodie a little too big for him, (which was huge for you) you like to crawl underneath it, feeling his mellow skin warm you up more than any hoodie or sweater can. he loves it, trust me, he fucking loves it.

he loves helping you out. he isn't sure if his love language is acts of service, or he just loves the way his name rolls off your tongue, cause he's the first one you shout out for when you need help. he's always one call away. ''___'' ''___?'' ''___!'' and he's sprinting to where you are.

whenever he sees you doing something, if it's painting your nails, doing your hair, drawing, brushing your teeth in the morning with messy bed hair, he just loves seeing you in your element.

it might be weird, but he just feels so much better when he sees traces of you everywhere in your home. your toothbrush beside his, a plushie sat on your bed together, your small shoes beside his, your things on your side of the sink, and his things on his side of the sink, your towels being two different colors, he just loves it.

it might be corny, but he just loves you... being there. you two could be doing nothing and could still sit there for hours. one look from you and he folds immediately.

he's fucking whipped.

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 ; (BEFORE WILD CARD) RENSUKE KUNIGAMI, OKUHITO IEMON, GIN GAGAMARU, SHOEI BAROU, AOSHI TOKIMITSU, TABITO KARASU, KENYU YUKIMIYA + ..

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 ; DAICHI SAWAMURA, ASAHI AZUMANE, TETSURO KUROO, LEV HAIBA, HAJIME IWAIZUMI, KENTARO KYOTANI, TAKANOBU AONE, KOUTAROU BOKUTO, WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA, SUGURU DAISHO, ATSUMU MIYA + ..

and other of your favorite characters !

[welovenightcord]

Maid cafe reactions!?

A/N: Am I the only person that loves maid cafe fics? I love them bro. They are so funny GHAKAJAJAKAJ

Characters: Bachira Meguru, Michael Kaiser, Alexis Ness, Rin Itoshi, Kenyu Yukimiya, Hiori Yo

Warning: English isn't my first language. I'm sorry If there's any mistakes.

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You started to work in a maid cafe. You always thought that they look so cute (the things that makes them cute is the maids ofc). You thought it wouldn't be bad If you work in there.

As usual, after school you went to the cafe to work. You wore your maid outfit and started to work. While you received customer's orders the door opened and you saw your classmate.

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𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮:

His honest reaction was 😳🤯😩. He looked you up and down. You didn't have any other choice than went to him. You went to him while blushing and greeted him.

“W-welcome...”

“Huh? Just welcome? Don't you think you should be nicer to me~?”

You wanted to punch him. But you tried to calm down.

“Welcome Master.”

Bachira smirked. He was enjoying himself.

“Be a good girl~”

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫 + 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐍𝐞𝐬𝐬:

Kaiser was surprised to be honest. But he saw this a chance to tease you. Ness was with him ofc. He was always with him like he is Kaiser's tail. Kaiser tapped Ness shoulder and whispered him.

“Ness~ Don't you think Y/N looks cute~?”

“H-Heh!?”

Oh, you want to know Ness's reaction? He was a blushing mess. He thought you looked as cute as hell in that maid outfit. While Ness was lost in his thoughts, Kaiser called you.

“Y/N! Hello~”

You went to them and greeted them.

“Uhh hello.”

Kaiser raised his eyebrow.

“You should say ‘Hello masters’. Greet us again.”

“Hello masters.”

Kaiser chuckled while blushing and Ness... Uhh... Actually Ness was trying to stop his nosebleed.

𝐑𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢:

Please don't even ask why was he there. His eyes widened when he saw you. He tried to ignore you but the blush on his face was obvious. You went to him and greeted him.

“Hello master...”

Rin was blushing more now. He tried to not look at you so much.

“Uh-huh hello...”

What was he thinking about you? Well... I will explain simply.

He was never a fan of maid cafes but he somehow changed his mind and visited the cafe everyday to see you.

𝐘𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐮:

THE MOST NORMAL. I mean... Of course when he saw you he blushed slightly.

“Hello master...”

He tried to give you a warm smile.

“Ah- Hello Y/N. I didn't know you're working in a maid cafe... You look pretty.”

He really meant it. He thought you looked so pretty and cute. You couldn't help but blush at his comment.

“T-Thanks..!”

𝐇𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐘𝐨:

It was a VERY GOOD surprise for him. He already liked you and seeing you in a maid dress!? Oh he felt like he is in heaven. He blushed so much and stuttered while trying to talk with you.

“Hello master...”

WAIT- you actually called him master? Oh congratulations you gave him a heart attack.

“U-Uh... I-It's nice to s-see you Y/N!”

He thought you were the most adorable girl with maid outfit in the world!

[perrywrites]

Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together, part 5;

NSFW

Includes; Otoya, Oliver, Yukimiya (AKA 2 cheating playboys and then the christian lover 💀💀💀)

Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 2 (Barou, Shidou, Karasu) and part 3 (Reo, Chigiri, Nagi) and part 4 (Rin, Sae, Kunigami) and part 6 (Kaiser, Ness, Kiyora)

Otoya: honestly, a part of him is still unsure of how this entire situation came to be. With you, right here, in his bed - about to let him steal your first time away. It all started off with him teasing you - you were too cute, after all - the way you were so enraptured by him, all starry eyes. And he could tell you were a virgin, he could smell it on you, and he decided then not to lay a hand on you - he wasn’t that rotten. Careful distance, he really tried his best not to get your hopes up. He knew you were serious, that sex meant something to you, and he wasn’t scum enough to trample all over that. And yet, here he is, fully succumbing to your charms. I mean, it’s your fault, for being so tempting, you know? For turning all dazed at his lighthearted teasing, so devoted to him and always running to him at the mere sound of his voice like a puppy, blushing and letting out soft sounds like this when he touches you - because you want him to touch you, want him to ruin you. Maybe, maybe he is that rotten then, because he can’t resist you, and he wants you more than he is able to keep up with his own rule. But at the same time, you know what kind of a guy he is, right? So why are you letting him have you like this? You can’t possibly be that naive, right? The answer to his unspoken question comes when you softly ask him to hold your hand, saying that it’s fine if he doesn’t give you another night, but just for tonight to make love to you like you’re the only one for him. Because you want to lose your virginity to someone you’re in love with. And at that moment, he knew he was done for. “... You’re so unfair,” he says, jokingly, but his tone is heavier than he wants it to be. His hand slides across the bedsheets to intertwine with yours, heart weirdly painful, and his lips descend upon yours like an unlikely promise. He can’t believe his heart is pounding like this, that he’s feeling this soft over you, that he finds your trembles and expressions this heart-achingly endearing. That he’s catching feelings for you. Maybe it’s time to quit his playboy streak and try for something real with you here, because the thought of bringing in another girl into his bed is making him feel sick, and he’s starting to realize he might be falling deeper into this than he thought. A part of him finds you to be so cruel, to be so devoted and doting towards him, and then declare you’re fine with a mere night. How could you be? He isn’t, he certainly isn’t. He doesn’t want to let you go yet, no way. He kisses you, still softly, before moving his lips over to the crook of your neck, sensually sucking a love bite onto you. You moan sweetly, and instinctively his hips jolt impatiently, cock leaking. Hickeys were never his thing, receiving them or giving them, but with you he wants to leave a mark you can’t hide. This, all of this, means something to him, and he’ll make you realize that. 

Oliver: he wonders if he’s scoundrel enough to ruin you like this as you look so sweet and pliant beneath him, adoringly submissive, child-bearing hips lewdly spread for his use. Your sultry gaze as you whine tearfully shoots heat down his cock. Shit, don’t be so good for him, good to him, he’s not the kind of man that can accept the invitation of your dripping cunt in exchange for his fidelity, you know? He doesn’t cut deals like that, only exchanges pleasure for pleasure - he can guarantee he’ll make you cum, but that’s about it. As much as he is the one who sweet-talked you into this, chasing after you for far longer than he’d like to admit, vague promises he can easily escape out of when he wants to, there is an inkling of something now making him hesitate; there is something - guilt? - that eats away at his heart, but it does nothing to sink or dim the ardent flame of his arousal as he gets even handsier with you, greedy hands grabbing at your thighs. You’re so good, too good, so sexy like this, and the guilt isn’t enough to keep him away from you after the longest chase of his life. He can just blame your naivety, right? Maybe even pat himself on the back for turning you into a woman, congratulate you and himself for making you cum twice already before he ruins you on his cock. But the idea just doesn’t sit right with him, for once, and the final blow is when you ask him to hold your hand oh so innocently. You don’t know he has plans of leaving you after a few fun fucks, do you? And now he feels like he’s tricking you, when you look up at him all expectantly and adoringly, and - ah shit - he realizes he’s not scoundrel enough after all. But he doesn’t pull away from you, doesn’t apologize, doesn’t spare you whatever dignity he can leave you with. Instead, he chuckles lowly, voice hoarse and raspy, no teasing dirty talk falls out of his mouth for once as he reaches for your hand. He holds your hand down, still hovering over you, still pinning you down, still ready to take you, because he just can’t resist you. Except this time, he thinks about abandoning his dirty little tricks, thinks about abandoning running away from you, thinks wrly, that maybe this time he’s going to end up with a ring on his finger. He realizes the feeling holding him back wasn’t guilt at all, but something else, something he hasn’t felt in a long, long time. 

Yukimiya: he wants to defile the sacred between your legs. Defile the sacred between your legs by worshipping you so good, sinking into you with a shaky prayer. Every touch of his lingers on your skin like sweet sin, and you are reduced to a sound chamber of pleasure at the mercy of his lovingly teasing fingers. You are his every temptation, a taste he can’t forego, impassioned kisses, he can’t get enough of you. He finds in you a religion far superior to any abrahamic religion, and he turns into a heretic to the rest of the world as he melts into being your most exalted and only worshipper. Every sound of yours ignites an unrivalled passion as he feels for the heat of your soft skin, he thumbs your clit like praying with a rosary in hand, lovingly watches you turn holy and blissful at the worship of his hands. There is nothing more beautiful than watching your expressions twist in sweet sin, he thinks, as his mouth latches onto your skin for the millionth time that night, leaving a pilgrimage of love bites across the expanse of your clavicle and soft flesh. He’s proven wrong in the best way though, when you appeal so demurely to his love for you, asking him to hold your hand. The dazed desire swirls with the purity of your affection for him, eyes watery with an oasis of love for him, and it all tugs on his heart. Before he knows it, he’s smiling at you all adoringly and reverently, leaning in to whisper sweetly into your ear as he reaches out for your hand. He is pious in the way he conjoins your hands, grasp firm and unbreakable like a pledge, yet gentler than cotton. He is your worshipper, it is only right if he treats you so delicately, so reverently, the plight of his careful passion rendering you weak under his worship as the head of his cock kisses the entrance to your dripping sacred. He never knew the sweet sin of having you would make him feel so alive, flesh aflame - and oh god, if sinking into your plush walls meant hell he would gladly take the plunge, again and over again. But no worries, it’s only a sin so long as he has yet to put a ring on your finger, so wait just a little bit longer. After all, you are his divine, his goddess, he’ll go to hell for you anytime, but the only place he’ll drag you down with him is the depths of pleasure and love. 

… I might’ve gone a bit far with religious imagery in Yukimiya’s 😭😭😭 his interest towards religious stuff in the egoist bible tickles this strange corner of my brain in a way that makes me go ooga booga 😈😈😈 so I ran with it 

Also Oliver was fun, writing him made me strangely angry 💀💀💀 and I have a feeling if writing him made me angry, then I wrote him right LMFAO

[milaisreading]

Crossdresser!Yn AU:

Mom talking on the phone: You better come to that gathering with a nice boy, got it?

Crossdresser!Yn, annoyed: Mom, I am presenting as a guy here. How am I supposed to find a guy to go to this stupid Valentine's day thing?

Mom: Figure it out, or else I will pick one of my friends' sons *hangs up*

Crossdresser!Yn, thinking: Who the hell can I even ask?! Barou would look at me like I lost my mind if I asked him that, and Ego-san is a no-go unless I want the police to show up...

Crossdresser!Yn:...

Crossdresser!Yn: Oh!

Later that day while eating lunch:

Crossdresser!Yn: Wanna be my Valentine, Isagi?

Isagi blushes. Chigiri chokes on his water. Bachira falls off of the chair. Rin breaks his fork. Reo screams. Nagi is, for once, fully aware of his surroundings. Kurona stares in shock. Karasu let's out a loud gasp along with Otoya. Yukimiya's glasses break. Barou yells at Isagi. Hiori has an eerie smile on his face. Niko scoffs. Aryu is stunned. Tokimitsu is composed. Kunigami blinks at them in confusion. Somewhere in the distance, Loki is trying to revive Charles.

Crossdresser!Yn: So?

Isagi: Su-sure!

Crossdresser!Yn, sighs in relief and starts eating again: Great! We are having dinner in Tokyo that evening.

Isagi, still blushing: Sure...