#of course reo's is loaded with intent. of COURSE

[boinin]

Flower language (Hanakotoba) analysis for the latest collaboration: Blue Lock x Birthday Flower (Part 2)

disclaimer: the flowers referenced are best guesses given that these are cartoon illustrations. Few of these appear to be their actual birthday month flower. Flower language meanings cited from wikipedia and hananokotoba.com.

Nagi Gardenia: secret love

Reo Marigold: jealousy, despair, grief

Rin Aster: remembrance, "I won't forget you."

Sae Sunflower: respect, passionate love, radiance, false riches

[airybcby]

hey hey can i get paired too? my top artist is ive and my top song is ive's off the record, have a nice day! and thank you in advance♡

if your top artist was ive and your top song was off the record, i'd pair you with...

reo mikage

AND

nagi seishiro

જ⁀♡⊹｡° forbidden fruit

♡ a/n — for my spotify wrapped event! - masterlist -

♡ content — reo mikage x gn! reader, nagi seishiro x gn! reader, gn! reader, reader and them have been best friends since high school, set in future (nagi and reo still play together), in readers apartment, christmas time!!

♡ synopsis — you've always had feelings for reo mikage and nagi seishiro, but you can't...no you won't...ruin your friendship for your own greed.

Your apartment felt warmer than usual, though maybe it was because the three of you were crammed together on your couch, wrapped in an oversized blanket that barely managed to cover everyone’s legs.

The soft glow of the TV illuminated the living room as the opening credits of The Polar Express began to roll. The scent of freshly popped popcorn lingered in the air, mingling with the faint cinnamon aroma from the holiday candle you’d lit earlier.

Matching pajamas—red and green plaid for all of you—added to the festivity. It had been Reo’s idea, of course, to get a set for each of you. Nagi complained the whole time, muttering about how it was too much effort to change, but here he was, sitting on the other end of the couch, legs stretched out over yours and Reo’s.

Reo was beside you, a little too close for something platonic but not quite close enough to be anything more. He had his arm draped casually along the back of the couch, fingers brushing against your shoulder in a way that felt entirely intentional.

The quiet hum of the movie played in the background, but none of you were really paying attention.

“You should’ve seen their faces when Nagi scored that last goal,” you said, trying to break the tension that had been hanging in the air since they arrived. “The crowd went wild.”

Nagi smirked lazily, his head tilting against the cushion. “It was nothing. Just another game.”

“Yeah, nothing,” Reo scoffed, rolling his eyes. “You nearly tripped over your own feet trying to pull that off.”

“Still scored, didn’t I?” Nagi replied with a yawn, kicking Reo’s shin lightly.

Reo glared but didn’t move his legs from the tangle of limbs you all had going on. Instead, his hand slid down from the back of the couch to rest on your shoulder, his fingers brushing against your collarbone. It was subtle, but you noticed it immediately.

You shifted slightly, unsure if it was because you wanted to lean into the touch or escape it.

“They only went wild because Reo set it up perfectly,” you said, trying to steer the conversation back to neutral ground.

Reo’s lips quirked into a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Finally, someone appreciates me.”

Nagi snorted. “they're just being polite.”

“Am not,” you said quickly, glancing between them. “You were both amazing.”

That earned a quiet “hmm” from Nagi and a softer look from Reo.

The movie played on, but the tension was almost suffocating now. Every movement, every glance felt loaded. Reo’s fingers lingered on your shoulder a little too long, while Nagi’s legs stayed draped over yours as if he’d forgotten how to move.

You loved nights like this—being with them, laughing, teasing—but the more time passed, the harder it was to ignore the undercurrent running between you all.

Reo shifted closer, his hand sliding from your shoulder to rest lightly on your arm. “You’re quiet,” he said softly, his voice low enough that Nagi didn’t seem to catch it.

“I’m just tired,” you murmured.

“Tired from cheering for us so loudly?” Nagi teased, his golden eyes flicking to you with that mischievous gleam.

You laughed, but it sounded more nervous than you’d intended. “Exactly.”

Reo’s thumb traced a small circle against your skin, almost absentmindedly, and your heart raced in response.

And then Nagi shifted, his legs slipping from yours as he leaned forward to grab a handful of popcorn. He didn’t say anything, but the way his gaze lingered on you for just a second too long made you swallow hard.

They weren’t subtle. Neither of them was.

But neither were you, were you?

Because you didn’t pull away from Reo’s touch, and you didn’t stop the way your gaze flickered to Nagi, wondering if he noticed—or if he cared.

The truth was simple but impossible to say out loud: you wanted them both. You didn’t want to choose. You couldn’t.

The movie’s cheerful music and warm holiday theme contrasted painfully with the knot in your chest. You glanced at Reo, then at Nagi, and then back at the screen, wondering how much longer you could pretend this was just a normal movie night.

But for now, no one said anything.

Reo’s hand stayed on your arm. Nagi’s leg brushed yours again as he shifted back into place.

And you all sat there, tangled together in a way that felt like it could either fall apart or come together entirely, depending on who had the courage to say something first.

my nagireo x reader agenda WILL rise

i hope you liked it!

[ph4ngz]

Can I request how do Reo, Nagi, and Kunigami fuck?

Of course, my lovely little anon ^3^

isagi, chigiri, bachira, rin + sae version here <3

Mikage Reo fucks you with unnerving passive-aggression. No, no, no. He's not the type to upset you on purpose, as much as he enjoys licking the stray tears that roll down your cheeks while he's fucking you stupid. Nah, Reo is so obsessed with making you cum that he'll unintentionally set off hostile waves of adrenaline rolling through his veins. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! That's right, cutie. I will get another one outta you." Just because he views it as a victory he can achieve on his own, more than once at that. He'll become so focused, so intent sometimes that cumming himself won't even cross his mind. "You've got a few more left, haven't ya? For me?" he'll chuckle breathlessly with a dangerously influential, open-mouthed smile from above you. And of course you'll nod your head so obediently for your sweet Reo, like the skilful cock bullying your insides forbids you from denying.

When he finally notices his abdomen tensing, he'll tip over to the more aggressive side of the scale, veiny hands dying to squeeze the fat of your ass with a bruising pressure whilst his hips stutter. "Nngh— hnngh! Nuh-no… wasn't done~" his orgasm will hit him like a truck, instantly taming his animalistic behaviour and reducing his vocabulary to nothing more than softened whines of ecstasy.

Seishiro Nagi fucks you with pure ego. Oh, you thought he would be gentlemanly enough to let you finish first? Think twice. "Stop whining already…" he'll complain lightheartedly, jackhammering so hard into your poor, neglected cunt that previous loads of cum start to spurt past his dick and land in small specks upon your ass. Soon enough, your incessant wailing will eat at his temper but also at his heart, half giving into you with a "quit bitching and I might let you cum with me this time, sound good?". If you feel inclined to behave yourself, he'll be reasonable. But it'll always be a challenge to control your temper when his egocentric bullshit comes into play.

After what will feel like a lifetime of Nagi dangling you over the edge above the depths of sheer pleasure and release, he'll suddenly grant you exactly that. It'll seem like a cruel lie at first when he tells you, but it's when he'll forcefully spread your legs impossibly further apart that you'll believe it. "Hey, s-stop squirming— you idiot… agh, hah, fuuuuuuck me…" he'll drawl out a fucked-out moan whilst simultaneously doubling over to kiss your cute nose mid-orgasm.

Rensuke Kunigami fucks you with intimidating strength. First, he'll toy with you gently, loving to torture your throbbing clit after telling you to sit still on his fat cock. "Ah-ah, sweetheart. If you move, I'll only have you crying." his voice is deep and smooth when he'll threaten you, nothing but the truth in that handsome smirk of his. He'll reward you with a nice sloppy kiss if you're complacent, although that's not the highlight you look forward to. That's when he'll have you ultimately trapped beneath his muscular body, broad chest flush against your back and rendering you unable to move without permission. "I fuckin' warned you, didn't I. You're s—uch a sucker for this strength shit…" he'll groan deliciously with his head hanging beside yours, relentlessly pounding your sticky pussy from behind.

"Ohhh god~ swear you get t-tighter every time I see you— Grr! Yeah, yeah yeah m'cumming!" Kunigami will strain to keep himself from fucking howling as he'll hold you insanely close and continue to slam his pelvis into your asscheeks, muscles tensing to stop your overstimulated body from fidgeting whilst the sound of skin smacking skin sends you to heaven and back.

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[katsukikitten]

Princess part six

A/N this chapter is a bit slow but I feel I need to add these parts. please bare with me as this shit is about to get POPPIN

You return to the yurt with a bemused face as you think over your encounter.

Was that the best approach to finding out the intentions of the man from Imarith?

You feel a ghost of heartbeats in your finger tips that fight for dominance over your throbbing cheek. You sigh, wondering how you're going to get yourself out of this one.

A little fear is a good thing but only if it is paired with respect.

And that man must have relived your evil deed. One you thought would make your father love you, make him see you as equal to his sons.

Your brothers came to you for advice on the battle field, on what best to say to father to get their way and even how to make a woman swoon but all in vain.

If they hadn't looked at you differently after that battle then they sure did when you made them fall to their knees.

When you made your Father of all people fall to you.

You nervously finger the soft sheer lace robe that Reo urged you to take on your way to Katsuki's chambers.

He is a deviant that old man.

It is hard to believe it has only been one day since you've arrived but it feels like weeks. You cannot tell if that is a good thing or not.

You sit at the low table in front of the delicious dinner and wait for Katsuki to arrive.

The minutes tick by and since hes taking his sweet ass time you make yourself at home. Devouring the chicken after it touched your lips for a taste, the bread with honeyed butter destroyed and the small cakes, both yours and his, vanished all the while you smiled happily.

And you'd eat it all over again despite your lip and cheek screaming once more. You undress and ready for bed reluctant to shrug on the semi sheer lace robe before deciding its better than walking around naked even though the king made it explicitly clear that he is not interested.

You turn in the mirror to look at your self and smile.

It would be a shame to not wear such a beautiful garment no matter how provocative. Plus their is power in a woman's self love.

"Tch." You clutch the robe and turn towards the source, dark eyes lazily follow your curves "So vain."

Your eyes narrow to slits as you fill the small bucket with water.

"Says the man who stared in the same mirror with a grin from ear to ear before a war meeting." You snarl, dunking the soft rag in the cool water. You clean your wound with a grimace as he sits to dinner.

"And a glutton too." He snarls around bites of chicken, "One must swallow cakes whole."

"Hey!" A shout followed by a wince, "I tried waiting but you were much too slow."

You take another twenty minutes to wash your face before you reach for the clear gel.

This is the part that sucks. You swab some of the ointment onto the pads of your fingers before staring at your reflection. It's going to sting, you know this and why you're are hesitating you're not sure.

Didnt you *just* pull an arrow head from your flesh and yet dabbing on a bit of cream is too much?

Pathetic.

You're too stubborn and too proud to heal it, plus if you did there would be no scar and no message with it.

Since you lived you'll be damned if your message would fall flat from rumors of it not happening at all should you have no proof.

All the while Katsuki readies for bed in your delay. He begins to blow out the candles that light the room. First by the door, then the table and sitting areas, before leaving be the flames that dance near you. He pulls at his pants and furred vest, tossing them into a pile by the foot of the bed. Strong hands remove all of his jewelry setting it onto the nightstand, save one toothed necklace. He climbs into the made bed surrpressing a yawn. You do not notice his blood red eyes as they study you. The flames from the candles around you dance mischievously in your eyes, kissing your skin and highlighting its smoothness. The robe, especially in the low light, leaves just enough for a man's imagination as his eyes follow the curves of your shoulders, the reflection of your breasts with just enough cleavage showing.

Sure he's seen you naked before but there is still something in the power of not fully seeing.

You let out a low curse having finally started to apply the salve. Your fingers work too roughly across the wound, agitating it to a bright red. Bakugou would just take it upon himself to apply it but after your declaration of independence this morning he is enjoying the sight of you squirm. You hesitate again, fingers hovering over your lip. Is that spot extra sensitive or are you worried about how that pouty lip will look when it is all said and done?

Katsuki is sure it will still be too tempting considering the venom that comes out.

Still he watches, mesmerized by your almost shaking fingers before you steel yourself and apply it. Dragging your finger over the stitch agonizingly slow.

Katsuki growls to himself as he turns over.

"Quit being a bitch about it and just do it so you can blow out the candles." A stab that for once you actually feel in the chest.

You smear the last of it on roughly before blowing out the candle with an angry huff.

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Morning comes quickly and this time you rise before Mizu enters the yurt alleviating the stress of having to announce himself. He was was unsure what was going to be worse, the wrath of a blood thirsty Princess or an explosive King.

Mizu gives you a strained smile before he bows.

"I'm sorry about..."You can't seem to form the rest as he tosses spices and heads of wildflowers into the bath. When you don't finish your sentence Mizu peeks at your fallen face.

"It is quite alright Princess. May I be honest with you?" He asks, filling your small bucket with steaming water for your face.

"You may." You subconsciously grip at your robe to keep yourself from using your quirk as he speaks.

He is not a threat. Is what you tell yourself as he moves what is your moisture around to manifest a stream of heavenly hot water, he holds it in his hands. You swallow thickly.

"I am relieved to know that the King has found someone who would protect him in his heavy sleep." His voice is feather soft as he looks towards the undisturbed King despite your voices being of normal volume.

"He wakes only when the water hits the large tub." Mizu says before letting the water go to fill, it is then that the ash blonde grunts.

He stirs, strong arm feeling for your spot. He forces himself not to jump out of bed and when he sees you standing near Mizu his eyes narrow.

Mizu bows deeply, filling the tub as quickly as he can before turning to leave.

You stare after him as Katsuki moves about the room, setting out his outfit and your own for the day.

You move to step into the bath but your stopped by a strong grip on your bicep.

"You're already lucky enough to share a bath with me and now you want to claim it first?" A snarl to which you scoff.

"You are not above me Bakugou Katsuki." He grips tighter before moving to the bath himself.

Long moments of silence pass between you two, the only sound is your own whine as you clean your wound on your own.

Again his eyes watch and again you do not notice.

"You aren't going to attend the war meetings anymore." He sighs out leaning his head on the back of the tub.

"What?! Why?! I.." But he cuts you off.

"I know what you did. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree huh?"

The water pulls towards you as your cheeks burn.

How fucking dare he?!

He exits the bath dressing, draping himself with his precious teeth. He looks himself over before glaring at your turned head in the mirror as you apply conditioner to your hair with a heated pout.

He lean over you, lips close to your ear.

"Stay out of trouble, Princess."

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You do no such thing over the next week

as you actively seek out that dragon that Katsu claims only he can tame. You have nothing better to do since the villagers do not speak to you.

Everyone but Reo of course.

After hours of watching the winged beast you learned very quickly that he likes cows from random live stock farms from neighboring kingdoms, as there are none here, and fish.

Shark to be more exact.

And shark is easy to come by when you can control the animals whole damn home so you catch a couple and load them onto a cart you've "borrowed" happily singing as you near Ryu's sunning spot.

This will be day three or four of your offerings to the dragon and you plan to seal the deal with another thing you've noticed he hoards in his nest in a cave that over looks the ocean.

His cave can be seen for miles with how brightly it glistens and you smile from ear to ear ignoring the dull throb of your lip.

"Ryuuuuu." You sing as you approach the large red dragon. He roars in protest but eyes your offering greedily not taking flight as he normally does. He sniffs and with a low growl begins devouring the sharks whole. Happily munching and mostly forgetting about you as you sit in the grass to wait.

When he is done and his snout is covered in blood he leans close to you sniffing hard enough that it pulls some fur and fabric from your black outfit into his nose. He nudges you for more and when you hold your hands out empty he roars in your face.

Your heart races but your smile does not falter. If anything it widens. The large beast begins to back away but you pull that two draki out of your pocket and hold it high in the air.

The sun catches the gold and it shines brightly gaining the red dragon's attention. His giant golden eye inspects your final offering before a happy almost purring sound emits from his throat. He gingerly takes the draki with his razor sharp claws and flies away.

You smile happy that you've finally made at least one friend before Ryu returns hastily.

A soft roar as he lands directly in front of you lowering his body so you can climb on.

You look around you like an idiot before climbing hastily onto the dragons back. He soars upward showing you all of his favorite places, gliding over the ocean, past his cave, his sunning spots, high up into the clouds to show you the setting sun before diving low to soar over the yurts of Katsuki's people. He's flying low enough that the eyes of his people staring at you goes unnoticed as you let your fingers touch the taunt fabric tops of homes before landing harshly at the top of the hill beside Bakugou Katsuki himself.

His helping hands gasp before they fall to their knees, head bowed.

Kirishima looks at you astonished as Bakugou's lips pull back over his teeth.

"Dismount." Explosions dance along his arms, "NOW!"

Ryu roars in protest at his master but you can read a room.

Though it delights you to know that you've done something you shouldn't have.

You slide off of Ryu gently, he nuzzles your chest and you give a soft kiss before golden eyes narrow at this master who approaches quickly.

He has a death grip on your arm as he all but drags you to his room not fifty feet away.

"What the fuck?!" He howls before you two even enter the room, "Do you know what you've just fucking done?"

"I took a pretty cool joy ride." You shrug your shoulders reaching for your normal bucket of water.

Even after a week of doing this you still hesitate. Dabbing gently as Katsuki screams at you.

"No you did more than take a joyride you dumbass! What if you..." He starts and blows up one of the low sitting chairs, you sit unphased, "What if he bucked you? What if you plummeted thousands of feet to the ground?"

"Then I would have plummeted thousands of feet." You say nonchalant as his breath quickens. He clenches his fist tightly as his eyes watch you.

You're so absorbed in your nightly cleaning that you are not cognizant of his shak ik ng fists, of his burning eyes or the words that Reo said echoing through his facial expression.

*"A fiery queen for a fiery king."*

"Fuck." you his as the cloth entangles itself on the stitch on your lip.

Tears burn your eyes as you pull to no avail.

Finally Bakugou can watch you squirm no more. He stalks to you and rips it from your face so gently you almost don't notice. You blink furiously and when you try to argue he interrupts.

"I'm tired of hearing you bitch over such a simple task." He grinds out as he tenderly cares for you wound. You sigh, worried as you watch him, depsite his temper there is just something about him that draws you in.

Something you're going to have to push away if you're going to win this war.

You close your eyes to avoid seeing him and he is so close it makes your cheeks flush.

Which is stupid you two share a bath.

But there is something about the intamicy of caring for a wound.

And one on your face no doubt. You feel his weight shift as the cool cloth leaves your lip. You swear for a moment his breath feels closer, as it mingles with your own. You feel a ghost of his lips before you snap your eyes open to see him turned away reaching for the ointment.

Suddenly you feel stupid as he drags his fingers across your cheek but you keep your eyes open.

This time you take note of how his eyes linger on your lip before his finger drags agonizingly slow over the final stitch.

@ha-tep

[kneewall49]

Progress

May 5, 2020

We’ll we have made some progress and some changes.  The changes are:

Firstl I’m going to do the foundations for both the main and guest room buildings at the same time. This will have the following advantages despite the greater workload. Firstly we’ll be able to have all the piers drilled at the one time, reo inserted, inspected and poured with one visit for each activity/ inspection.  Same with the beams and same with the slabs.  I still intent to do the steel and concrete for piers and beams, but have the pros do the slabs.

Secondly, we have moved the Guestroom back north about 3 metres, to minimise the cut at then back of the building with the added benefit of some space for a car parking spot.

Now these decisions have had the following impact:

One, we couldn't start the foundations on the main building now until the guest room pad is readied.

Second, we can’t get the guest pad ready till the earth cuts are stabilised. thus we have had to finish the earthen walls on the west and south first.

Subsequently to date we have done the following:

- repositioned the power underground cable to allow for the bedroom position change (done);

- order split rock ready for facing the earth cuts (done);

= place the split rock and backfill after agri pipe positioned (done);

- place mulch over the fill in preparation for planting appropriate ground cover (1/2 done see pic.)

So what else have we been up to?

- we said good bye to the portaloo and replaced it with a $5 toilet bowl from a demolition yard and connected it to the septic system. Much more comfortable and civilised, well one step towards civilisation. Its a bit of a walk to it, but that’s Ok;

- create a mulch path over the building pad to get to the toilet when it rains. A 100m walk in clay is not attractive when tripping to the toilet and back (done);

- further mulching to the driveway battered cuts; still some to come once I settle on what to do with the landscape above the drive;

- BTW, Frank’s house sold, and we met the new neighbours! Luckily they are a lovely normal couple with a small girl about Neve’s age. A great relief when you consider who could have moved there!  Means we’ll have to move the cars back to the mud/dust pit shortly;

- formed up the next run of foot path and just awaiting an excess load of concrete to come our way;

- replaced the single tent we have been using as a kitchen, with a cheap double one.  Much better with twice the space for both kitchen stuff and Motoko’s growing Floral accessories and cuttings.  I don't think it’ll last a good storm, but we’ll see.

Other things:

Its been ages since it rained, and with the container moved we’ll not be able to harvest the water of its roof. Will have to buy water again soon.

Things are reasonably normal up here except you can't go to a cafe or restaurant for a meal.  Not a big deal but will be nice when we can.

Given what we are doing the lockdown has virtually had no affect except losing our part time jobs of course.

Hope everyone is OK. I’m looking forward to digging some holes to get the foundations started. I saw mentioned recently on Grand Designs that getting out of the ground on a build is about 1/3 of the task. I believe that is true.  On another episode we watched I heard this lovely quote which resonated with me:  “Doing things normally is not interesting enough to bother”