#nagi my love

[seinagiswife]

I LOVE NAGI, that man is so silly in a way that he is adorable😭🫶. Is kinda funny how everytime I think about him I say oh he is cutie, my baby, cutie pie, my pookie wookie, such an adorable sweet thing🥺💗AND THEN I REMEMBER THAT BOY LITERALLY IS 1.90CM AND HE INSULTS LIKE AN IDK IN EVERY SINGLE MATCH. (I still love him😋🫶)

[euyrdice]

blue lock is so funny bc when the characters r friends they're like. hehe u did so good head pats group hugs lopsided smiles blue lock 4ever. and then when they're playing on opposite teams its like. u stupid bug. u brainless fool. get tf out of my way btw were u always such a shit player?? every affectionate nickname ive called you is now an insult. there will be no miracles here.

[c7arisse]

Blue Lock is my new personality for the next week

[hayakaws]

reonagi ♡ なぎれお

happy birthday Angie! @okkottsus

[snaillock]

“cats won’t recognize or understand the feeling of forehead kisses and might even be resistant to it at first but once they know it’s a sign of affection, they may start offering their forehead or light bump their head against you for more.”

“what are you doing?” you watched him tilt his head down in your direction, revealing his forehead to you, barely even a second after he returned home.

“huh?” he said as if completely unaware of what he was doing. despite that, he only leaned closer and looked up at you with expecting eyes. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“then why are you doing that?”

“oh.” he quickly straightened himself up only for you to cup his head and pull it back down so you could plant a quick smooch on his forehead.

you chuckled at his flustered reaction, his widened eyes and red tinted cheeks. “yeah, i knew you liked that all along,” you said with some smugness and were about to walk away until you felt a hand grab onto your wrist.

“wait, give me another. i didn’t get to fully enjoy it.”

★-KURONA RANZE, sae itoshi, barou shoei, raichi jingo, nagi seishiro, HIORI YO, gagamaru gin + your faves <3

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[popponn]

call you later; 1.

notes: what if you didn't pick up their call? they left a voicemail, in their own ways. characters: isagi yoichi, itoshi sae, seishirou nagi. [ part 2 : rin, bachira ]

isagi yoichi

Probably felt a little bit sad you didn’t pick up. You are probably his first crush—and only, for a long time, maybe, and this boy is committed with capital C when he is into something—so don’t be too hard on him. Like, hey, his #2 after the soccer itself didn’t pick up his phone? Poor guy.

But like the considerate boy off the pitch he is, Yoichi will immediately give you a brief of what he wanted to tell you before leaving the classic note of ‘i will call you again later’. It won’t be overly long, as he prefers to talk to you rather than to the empty void of a voicemail. Or at least he intends so to seem polite and proper, until he stutters and tripped all over his words a little bit. It’s cute though.

All in all, probably one of the most normal guy from Blue Lock, as usual, and whatever sad feelings he had from getting his call not being picked up will be gone the moment he got the chance to talk to you. A little advice, just make sure to actually call him later—knowing you reach out to him as soon as you can will make Mr. Egoist pretty happy.

“Uh, so… are you busy? Wait—you are not picking up of course you are busy…” Yoichi trailed off with a nervous laugh. “But, so, anyway, about our promise to walk around Saitama, I was wondering if your schedule is free this Sunday? I got two weeks off Blue Lock but I kinda want to make sure we can do it as soon as we can, so if anything comes up—ah, but I didn’t mean it in a bad way!”

It took Yoichi a few seconds to gather his composure before he continued, “I mean, uh, yeah, I just want to do it with you soon. I will call you again so we can talk about it later! Work hard, or have a good time! See you!”

itoshi sae

First of all, how dare you. He is famous and probably have people lining up for his number while you get him punching your number and didn’t pick up. Just for that, Sae might throw a tantrum, albeit a silent one.

On a more serious note, he will raise an eyebrow honestly, especially if you are the type to usually answer. But he is pretty independent most of the time, so he will only left a few words on the voice mail. In some occasions, though, when he just calls for the sake of listening to you, he will feel a little bit down. You can cheer him up later—you should, actually. Sometimes talking with Sae requires advanced mind reading technique and when he is a little bit down or pissed you really have to use that skill. Because boy, this guy is pretty constipated emotionally.

So, end notes, just call him real soon, okay? He might act cold and tough but he is also someone whose favorite show is Chibi Maruko-chan. He won’t say much in the voicemail or act like it afterwards, but he might really wait for you to call back, especially if he didn’t hear anything from or about you for a day. Though, honestly, just call him back or answer his next call before five seconds so everyone could be saved from his scathing vocabularies.

“What do you want for dinner? I’m picking you up later,” Sae said without wasting a second. “Hurry up and decide, then call me soon, got it? And in case you are thinking of anything funny, finish whatever you are working on first, then call me as soon as possible.”

For a moment, it was as if he was done. Then, a few beats of silence passed and he continued, “…and honestly… nevermind. Just call me soon.”

nagi seishirou

Yeah, let’s be real—he won’t leave a note and just give up. He willed out energy to call you first and you asked more from him? Wow. The fucking audacity.

But, let’s say, he really really wants to talk to you at the time and is in a really really really good mood—it will be long, if only for the long pauses. He will speaks sparsely, like the personification of bullet notes, as he doesn’t really see the point in talking if you are not really there to begin with. But, at the same time, Nagi Seishirou is also a Blue Lock egoist and he thinks having you listen to his voice note for a long time is not exactly a bad thought.

In the end, though, he really just want to hear your voice, actually. So, sooner or later, he will end the note with a ‘call me soon’ and plays a few games while waiting for you. The guy really need to recharge whatever small battery he has with you, so you really better call back if you don’t want to deal with a pouty Nagi holding a petty grudge for three minutes. And come on, do it for Reo, dude has way too much on his plate already.

“Eh, why are you not picking up?” Seishirou started with a complain, before immediately staying silent for a long time. Clearly on purpose, rather than for trying to remember something. “…I want to talk to you, so call me later, ‘kay?” he continued, in the end. “Choki also misses you by the way. You love Choki, right? So you really better call me back.”

Then, as an afterthought, he added, “Oh, I also have something I want to show you. So, let’s meet up next week. That’s all. Later.”

[saetoshi]

nagi seishiro looks really pretty when he sleeps.

it’s why you’ve picked up the habit of staring at him while he naps. you’re not sure how long you spend looking at him, but it’s already sundown by the time nagi’s eyes slowly open.

“don’t you have anything better to do?” his voice is thick with sleep.

you grin, “not really.”

(you do. you’d just rather not do it.)

“how long have you been staring at me?” he turns his head in your direction, rubbing his eyes.

“don’t know.” you hum, affectionately ruffling his hair.

he leans into your touch, a sleepy smile tugs at his lips. “creep.”

“like you don’t stare at me while i sleep,” you flick his forehead.

his lips form a fine line, “i don’t.”

“yeah, right,” you pinch his cheek.

he smiles at you. you stick your tongue out in return.

you play with his hair. “are you hungry?”

“not really,” nagi yawns, “are you?”

“a little,” you chuckle, “i got hungry while you were sleeping but i forgot to order food.”

“why?”

“‘cause i was staring at you.”

“fix that habit then, creep.” he pokes your ribs.

“you wish.” you poke him back, smiling.

nagi yawns, “are you gonna get food now?”

“maybe,” you hum, “why?”

“you should get some noodles.”

you give him a knowing smile, “i thought you weren’t hungry.”

“i’m not,” he smiles back, “but if you’re gonna eat already i might as well join you.”

“‘cause it’s gonna be a hassle later?” you reach for your phone.

“yeah.”

“fine,” you yawn, “wanna watch something while we wait?”

he sits up, “sure.”

“what do you wanna watch?”

“sei?” you look up at him when he doesn’t answer. you laugh when you notice him staring at you.

“i don’t know.” he hums, “whatever you want.”

your eyes sparkle with mischief, “you sure?”

he nods, a teasing smile tugging the corners of his lips, “just make sure you don’t stare at me.”

“right back at you,” you giggle.

(both of you fell asleep. you’re not sure who fell asleep first, but you do know that when you woke up to get your food, nagi was discreetly staring at you.)

[kenyukisser]

so right, what's wrong?

Being NAGI SEISHIRO’s best friend wasn’t easy, he’s not the best with his emotions, and an absolute asshole to be paired with in group projects, but if you asked him, he’d try to find the right words to tell you all the stars in the universe were smiling in his direction when he’s with you.

You know Nagi like how you know the back of your hand, you don’t. tracing the veins in your hands, sometimes, it’s there. Sometimes, it’s not. Nagi who wasn’t made for loving, or the warmth of having a real friend to lean on. He’s not used to it, not used to you.

Yet, the way the dark shade of blue reflected on your skin, the way your skin brushes through his, as you try to make him look at the water-dwelling plants, and the various kinds of fishes on the aquarium. He thinks it’s boring, and a hassle to even spare the fishes some sort of glance, but seeing you with the biggest smile plastered on your face? It made his dull world brighten.

No. He doesn’t want to let go of you now. Not now, not ever.

“Sei? Are you okay? You’re spacing out.” You snap your fingers, causing him to retort back to reality.

“Huh?” his half-lidded eyes widened slightly at the distortion, before he spoke again. “yeah ‘m fine, was just thinking.”

“About?” You ask, voice laced with curiosity as you looked at him as his mind wanders off, thinking of what to say next.

“nun” he shrugs, placing his hands on the pockets of his hoodie, it’s as white as snow, just like his hair. For someone like him, it’s impressive how clean it is.

“Nun?”

“Nun of your business.”

“Sei!” The way the crinkles underneath your eyes disappeared, as your smile turns into a small pout. He saw it all. The pang of guilt in his chest that he covered up, he was feeling it. and if he had it in him. He’d stay with you till the end of time.

And can you remember when?

When the hot air of summer breezes through your hair, the hot sun shining down on your pretty face as Reo splashes you with the salty water of the beach. While he stayed underneath the shade of the parasol, his usual excuse was ‘it’s such a pain’ but maybe, just maybe... He loved seeing you smile, even if it wasn’t him who made you smile. He watched you keenly, the way the tips of your hair got wet. You’ve always wanted to see the sun shining so brightly, but to him, you were his sun, shining so brightly.

And he didn’t understand it, why he felt like this, and why it had to be you. But he knew it had to be you. Reo has had his fair share of dating women, which affected his perspective of love too, the type of love he’d think would be a hassle, a responsibility, and newsflash: That’s a really big word for him.

Likewise, he was amazing, but there were times where…

Where the rain would be pouring, and he’d come over with nothing but his phone in hand, while you’d open the door, greeted by his 6-foot figure, too frustrated about your shared project that was due tomorrow, the way you’d ramble about how the two of you forgot to do it, sharing small laughs as you wrote down ideas for the project.

You ended up falling asleep on his shoulder, while he annotated and worked on your shared project.

Love did many things to a person, Seishiro knew this. He loved the way your face lit up when you saw the perfect score your teacher gave the two of you.

A rose only blooms in the right soil, and seeing you smile like that? He’d like to think you’re a rose. So delicate, the sweetest flower nature could yield, just like your unfolding heart. You set his world on fire, burning red like a rose that’s freshly bloomed. the thoughts that ran through his own head made him sicken, because he wanted to be your soil.

He’s only 19, with a pocket that’s filled with tragedy. You are his biggest tragedy.

And the world is cruel, so there he was, at the airport. And much to his dismay, a strifeful of words to say to you. The words you’ll never hear, because he can’t see you again, he’s accepting it. He’s going to be Manshine’s genius, after all.

does this need a part 2??!?!?!? | yes it did. give it a read!!

[fuukonomiko]

Episode 3

This was how it happened right?

Art by me :)

Mizu: Are you okay up there? Taigen: Define okay. Mizu: This was YOUR idea. Taigen: That I don’t deny. But this I do regret.

[cainternn]

some nagis to cure your depression

[bachirasbodyguard]

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

[pipppinn]

tags: 18+, afab!f!reader, premise of piss kink, semi-public.

"just do it in my mouth."

without a clear rhyme or reason, that was the last thing nagi said before pressing his mouth against your crotch.

he snakes one of his arms around your thigh while playing with your shoelaces with his other hand. having your back cornered to the empty classroom door like this, you can feel what is a mix of panic and arousal heating up your body.

"nagi, you—" you bite your lips, not really knowing how to react to something as sudden as this. nagi hums in response, sending a low timbre of vibration right against your clothed clit as his tongue teasingly traces over your skin right above your thin, damp underwear. trying your best not to push your hip deeper towards his mouth, you half-heartedly pull his hair. "—i want to pee—don't joke around, we are at school you fucking—"

"i'm not joking," nagi responds lazily. he says it as if he wasn't suggesting to be your toilet but to have you lend him a bottle. in a movement that felt so so slow, nagi guided your hand away from his hair to hold up your skirt.

you know you will fold. it will always be like that with nagi. yet, one more time, you say, "nagi, it's—"

"i'm pretty serious right now," he continues with his teeth biting the band of your panties. dragging it just enough to hang barely in the middle of your thighs, nagi opens his mouth wide open again, "so, come on, gimme some, 'kay?"

when he once again latches his mouth and digs his tongue right into your opening, you know you really shouldn't have tried.

[kitorin]

paper flowers

makes them for you ! (fails miserably)

saw a tiktok / instagram reel of someone making them for their boyfriend, immediately wanted to give it a go and amaze you, so he rushes to the nearest craft store, buying any paper products that have your favourite colour and shades. he's really ambitious about this project; he extensively researches bouquets and searches the internet for origami tutorials to recreate the prettiest bouquets, except one thing. he can't do origami for shit. he's never even succeeded in even making a simple crane, or the basic arts and crafts from kindergarten. as he struggles with even just pre-creasing, his panic nurtures as well, sweat trickling down his forehead and realizing this was a lot harder than expected. he's a professional soccer player yet he still can't fold paper as instructed. no youtube tutorial or origami book can save him and whatever he managed to create. he's a stuttering mess when you walk into the abomination he's created, all red and embarrassed when you giggle at his efforts of impressing you

isagi yoichi, kunigami rensuke, kurona ranze, zantetsu tsurugi, tokimitsu aoshi, oliver aiku

makes them for you, and is amazing at it

absolutely despised how you looked and how he felt when you noticed that the flowers he got you were beginning to wilt, that's when he decided to make paper ones so you'll never have to be disappointed about his flowers dying again. in fact he chooses the bouquet that had wilted away to recreate, finds out the exact name of each flower and a respective origami tutorial for each one. he's a perfectionist; a squash fold wasn't executed seamlessly? he now has a new sheet of paper. pre-crease wasn't strong enough? in the bin it goes (don't worry he's environmentally friendly and recycles everything). hours, days, even weeks are dedicated to this ambitious project of his, you, his perfect lover deserves the most perfect flowers. to top it off he attaches a little note, with his best handwriting, saying "i will love you til the day these flowers wilt away." a prideful smirk appears on his lips when he sees your joyful reaction to the gift, and he plans to make more in the future. (also becomes a hobby and a nice way to destress for him)

itoshi rin, yukimiya kenyu, barou shouei, otoya eita, chigiri hyoma, karasu tabito

makes them with you

proposes making flowers together after the ones that he got you had withered away, buys paper with both of your favourite shades and colours, and researches tutorials for all the flowers you love. hours are spent in your living room, carefully observing youtube videos and laughing together at your mistakes and realizations. it becomes a new pastime for him, even after this project he still offers to learn more origami together. they're not particularly amazing at origami, you aren't either, but neither of you care, it's what you made together.

hiori yo (but he'd be really good at it), julian loki, nanase nijiro, raichi jingo

he doesn't make them, you make them for him

flowers never meant shit to them. he's received them all his life for his achievements, their monetary value was non existent to them and he finds it stupid to purchase something that just withers away eventually. so when you gift them a bouquet of origami flowers, he's literally smitten. your flowers can't compare to all the extravagant bouquets he's received, yours were arranged with effort and created with love, that can't compare to money in any way. he basically worships these flowers, keeps them in his display case with his soccer trophies (heck he'd move some out to make space for it), because to him your flowers are just as valuable, in fact, probably even more. he really doesn't care if you're amazing at origami or can barely fold a crane, no matter how your flowers turned out he'd still treasure them.

itoshi sae, michael kaiser, mikage reo

[thyandrawrites]

I imagine Rin holding his first newborn baby and giving them this speech in such a serious manner the baby immediately cries. And then Rin going. Good. The baby now knows that life is a battlefield with no heaven or hell awaiting you

[koalaty22]

💕 Yuki is too cute!! So I get Itsuomi~

[opalescentidiot]