#tabito karasu x reader

[angelltheninth]

Hi I was wondering if you could write about the bllk boys and them getting caught with like back scratches or some hickeys after a break they were granted? I hope you have a good day!

Spicy! And I hope you have a good day/night too Anon!

Pairing: Yoichi Isagi, Bachira Meguru, Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Hyoma Chigiri, Kunigami Rensuke, Mikage Reo, Nagi Seishiro, Michael Kaiser, Tabito Karasu x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, teasing, scratches, hickies, showing off, flustered BLLK boys

A/N: Added Kaiser and Karasu to my roster so you can request them solo too!

COVERS THEM UP - Isagi, Chigiri, Kunigami, Reo

Before he comes back he makes sure his jersey is straightened out and that there's not a tent in his pants. When he walks out he's clearly flustered by something and rubbing his neck. The moment his teammates spot the hickies they smirk at him, which makes them even more flustered. It was a good idea to blow off some steam but in the future maybe kiss him in places he can cover up.

"You really made me look like an lovesick puppy out there. I know, I know, my fault too. I liked it too much, that's true but uh, I have my whole body for you to kiss you know. This is me offering it, just maybe not below the belt... too much I still need to be able to run after the ball afterwards."

WEARS THEM PROUDLY - Rin, Nagi, Karasu

Not only does he walk out so everyone can see the hickies on his neck but he also does the thing where he takes off his shirt when he scores a goal, letting them see the deep scratch marks on his back too. The rumors don't bother him. He scores good on the field so you bet he will let everyone know he scores good in bed too, or locker rooms in this case.

"They're already suspecting I was dating someone. This was a sure way of me letting them know I'm taken. Not worried really about the press, more about my team grilling me for the details. I don't kiss and tell so you don't have to worry either. Like I would ever share the details how I make you moan."

RETURNS THE FAVOR AFTER - Bachira, Sae, Kaiser

He might play like there aren't any marks on his back and neck, he might act like its not affecting him in any way but the moment the game is won he goes to find you. His friends are all going out to celebrate, and so is he but his his will be a private affair where he will mirror every kiss, every bite, every scratch mark you made on him before.

"You shouldn't have given me these if you weren't ready for payback. Can't expect me to walk around all marked up and have you still appear like you're not a taken girl. I'm letting everyone know you're mine, even faster then I wanted to if you keep making noises like that."

[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 !

[hqfeatbetty]

They got asked about you in an interview: ft.bllk 

Try to brush it off smoothly, actually. You both decided to keep your relationship private, not wanting too much attention to be directed to your love lives; and you weren’t the type that liked to be in the spotlight. 

So when the host asked him about you, what are your hobbies, how the both of you like to spend your time together; he changed the subject immediately, "we do a lot of things; but sorry it's a secret, can't tell”; before flashing the sweetest smile he could manage.

━━━ nagi seishiro | chigiri hyoma | kenyu yukimiya | yo hiyori

Answer with excitement because he loves you and wants the whole world to know how lucky he is to have you; starting talking about how the other day you went shopping and he had the chance to choose for you the cutest dress to wear for your cousin's marriage..and when the host teased him saying it's about time for you both to get married; his grin widened if that's even possible, murmuring a little "soon.." with his eyes staring intensely into the camera knowing you're watching him, and he bet that your eyes are watering already.

━━━ bachira meguru | mikage reo | isagi yoichi | tabito karasu

Team got no bitches; only talks about football or doesn't believe in love

━━━ rin itoshi | sae itoshi | baro shoei | ryusei shido

[okkotsuus]

ex encounters (bllk pt.4) !

features: alexis ness ... tabito karasu ... eita otoya ... kenyu yukimiya

contents: bad exes, general tw, confrontation, harassment, google translate german, strong language

tw for the exes: controlling, domineering, power struggle, accusations, fighting, public scenes, revenge, grabbing (shoulder), trying to get back together, harassment, manipulation, gaslighting, falling out of love, wanting you back, possessive themes

notes: FINALLY FINISHING THIS SERIES and desperately hoping this will cure my writer's block </3

pt.1 — pt.2 — pt.3

like kaiser, ness would be so pressed that your ex would even have the audacity to so much as even think of you. but unlike kaiser, ness would not be trying to throw hands: bro would just be gaslighing your ex into thinking he can't stand a chance against him.

you met ness online, trying to learn german through an anonymous messaging forum: where he was trying to learn your native language. the both of you had no clue who the other was, becoming online friends for years, long before you had ever even met your ex.

when your ex came into your life, ness noticed that you were online less and less. when asked, you gave the sheepish answer that your boyfriend didn't support you learning german, not wanting you to know a language that he didn't.

despite the red flag that was, and all his other warning signs, you stayed with him. you still learned german, now only messaging your pen pal when your lover slept or was away.

but, one day, you came home to your (now ex) boyfriend sitting on the couch. he found out you were still messaging ness, and he was mad.

it lead to a blow-out fight, you ended up having to flee and stay with a friend, collecting your stuff over a week while he was at work. you never saw him again.

eventually, you finished learning german. after a long discussion, ness agreed to meet you at the airport. the second you touched down in berlin, you rushed out the gates to see that cute boy with caramel hair and magenta tips holding your name on a sign. that would be the man you'd come to love so very dearly.

eventually, you and ness moved in together in germany, for his soccer career. you returned home with him for the holidays, to visit family.

as ness and you walked hand in hand through the streets of your hometown, bantering idly in german, you stumbled across a face you thought you'd never see again.

"ah, i see that i was right to not want you to learn german..." his voice said from a little further away, eyes glaring at the two of you. you instantly stiffened, and ever perceptive ness instantly figured out what was happening, muttering a quiet "verdammt" under his breath.

as your ex sauntered closer, ness wordlessly stood in front of you. though he wasn't the most imposing figure, you could see his distaste written plainly on his face, sneering at your ex.

"you left me for a german terrier... i see your standards really lowered..." your ex mumbled, chuckling as he glanced at ness. "keep it up, just try me schwein..." ness threatened, squaring his shoulders.

this went back and forth enough until ness had finally barked out enough insults with that near-crazed look on his face that had him shaking his head and storming away.

your boyfriend, turned to you, like a dog awaiting praise. it had you giggling and cupping his face to press scattered kisses along his cheeks. "thank you, mein held..."

"anything for you, mein schätzchen. i'd do it for you in a heartbeat..."

karasu would be smug at first before quickly getting annoyed. he would want to throw hands, shoving the guy away and mocking him, probably gets the cops called on him. at least he doesn't look bad in cuffs ig??

when karasu was introducing you to a group of fans who watch bllktv, you didn't expect to see your ex. "wow, y/n, what are you now... a gold-digger?" he taunts, stepping into your view.

your boyfriend was off to the side, signing things, blissfully unaware to your torment as his back was turned to you. so, you decided to be the bigger person and just ignore him.

your ex was one of those run-of-the-mill revenge people, would make fun of you at any given chance now that you were separated. you don' even remember why you broke up, probably some snide comment of his that ticked you off. but one thing about him was that he hated being ignored.

karasu, who heard a guy's voice and figured you were getting hit on. he knows that you're a catch, and he trusts you, so usually he lets you humble people on your own unless things get out of hand. well, things got out of hand.

he spun around when he heard you yelp, eyes meeting the hand that gripped your shoulder. in an instant he was shoving your ex away from you, guiding you so gently behind him that it contrasted with the same movement he had used against your ex.

"trash shouldn't touch treasure." he spits, glaring down as you ex stumbles on his feet. just like that, with a shout, your ex charges back at karasu.

like a professional, karasu throws him back again, this time with more force. but desperation does something to inhibition and your ex lunges back again, sending a punch across your boyfriend's face.

karasu just chuckles, wiping the blood from his nose as he grabs your ex's collar with one hand and socks him with the other, sending him to the ground.

they continue this one-sided fighting until flashes of blue and red flare in the corner of your peripheral. then they're both in cuffs and all three of you including those fans from earlier are being questioned.

then, karasu walks away from his cops, rubbing his now-restraint-free wrists as he saunters up to you with that coy smirk. "hey there pretty thing, your jailbird's back..."

he's taken aback as you jump into his arms, hugging him tight as your hands hold him like he was fragile. he just smiles, wrapping his arms around you and kissing he side of your head with a gentle affection.

"hey now, don't cry. i'd gladly get cuffed again for keeping you safe."

otoya is another smug one, but unlike karasu he is not eager to be fighting. otoya's smart and knows just what to do, plays innocent if it ever gets to the point where cops come in.

of all people in the world, otoya has certainly had his share of running into an unpleasant ex. he's the one who will understand you best, which is why he stands next to you with a cocky grin as your ex desperately tries to explain how he's better for you than him.

"i don't have a history of cheating... unlike present company..." your ex digs, shooting a smug look at otoya, who grumbles out a "c'mon, it was one time..."

you just chuckle, shaking your head in exasperation with a heavy sigh. "no, you didn't cheat. but you're still a manipulative asshole." he huffs, rolling his eyes and mumbling curses under his breath.

"you pretentious bitch, i never once hurt you. it was all for your betterment because you can't take care of yourself." your ex spits, getting closer until otoya puts an arm between you two.

"don't talk to what's mine like that, back it up bud." otoya muses with a grin, pushing your ex back lightly, putting himself between you two. your ex stammers, glaring at you over your boyfriend's shoulder.

seemingly, all was fine until the next time you were out with otoya, your ex appeared again: delivering the same take-me-back speech. it was getting tiring and you felt your patience begin to wear thin with every emotionally-charged word that spilled from his lips.

you groaned, running your hands down your face with a tired sigh, otoya silently wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

"listen, i think you should just go, man. this is getting pretty pathetic... i know that y/n's a real catch, but sometime's you gotta know when you can't reel a babe in..." otoya says, somehow getting even more smug as he presses you into his side, leering down at your ex.

eventually, after a few more snide remarks from otoya, your ex finally gave up. allowing you to slump in your boyfriend's arms, letting ot a tired sigh as you kissed his cheek. "thanks, 'toya..."

"i know why he's so desperate, there really is no one like you. makes me happy that i ended my player streak for you..."

an angel sent from heaven. arguably the best person to run into your ex with. yukimiya is calm and composed enough if your ex is temperamental, and he's tall and handsome to scare anyone else away. 10/10 literal perfect man.

yukimiya’s a pretty boy, he’s tall and lean with an angelic smile. he’s a catch, by far the best man you’ve ever dated. he only proves this to be even more true when the two of you run into your ex.

there wasn’t necessarily any bad blood between you two, he had just suddenly broken up with you on the claim that “he fell out of love.” it hurt you like hell, of course, but there was no reason for you to resent him for it. so you two left on good terms, occasionally wishing a happy birthday to the other until the friendship too fizzled out.

then you met yukimiya through a mutual friend and fell hard, but he fell harder. so here you are, happily sipping a blue slushy while yukimiya held your hand and chattered about soccer.

“blue was always our favorite…” a voice rang from behind you, yukimiya stopped drinking his red slushy as he turned with you. there he was, your ex with a sheepish grin.

you quirked a brow, confused. you hadn’t talked to him in nearly a year, ever since you and yuki had started dating.

he smiles sweetly at you, the kind that has you realizing where this is leading. “sorry, i’ve just been nostalgic about us lately…” he said with a chuckle, hand rubbing the back of his neck.

your eyes flit over to your boyfriend, catching the furrow of his brow. yukimiya was a really nice guy, he wasn’t a fan of confrontation. but you are.

so you grin at your ex, waving a hand dismissively. “sorry man, i’m in a very happy relationship…”

the second he tries to protest you swiftly shut him up, sticking out your tongue. at first, your ex was confused, then he realized that your tongue was purple. his eyes flit between your blue slushy and yukimiya’s red one, sighing and walking away.

yukimiya’s face goes bright red as he stares at you, “that’s not why your tongue is purple, you just wanted to try mine!” he protests.

you chuckle, grinning at him, “yeah, but he doesn’t have to know that…” yukimiya just sighs before grinning back at you.

"i don’t like lying, so why don’t you let me do it authentically…"

okkotsuus 23

[maochira]

Can you do blue lock big brothers (like the itoshi siblings, otoya, kaiser, ness, and karasu, and whoever else you want) baking with their younger sister? like scenarios or headcanons? thank you!!

Sure!!

Requests open! - masterlist

Tags: gn!younger sibling!reader, fluff

Rin and Sae

-one of the few times when they work together decently for the sake of not dragging down your mood

-they're about to start little arguments most of the time, but as soon as they hear your voice saying literally anything they back out of it

-it also kind of reminds your brothers of how they used to bake and decorate your birthday cakes with your parents before Sae went to Spain

-you originally didn't plan to decorate the cake, but the nostalgia in your brothers got too big, so Rin got sprinkles and chocolate out of the cupboard (the only things he found), so he ended up decorating the cake with Sae

Otoya

-he lets you do most of the work, but he helps a little bit. But 80% of the time he's just watching you

-he does all of the clean-up, though. So the work is fair

-he requires you to stay in the kitchen while he's cleaning up, though. And that's when you realize the entire time he didn't care at all about baking but instead your big brother only wanted to spend time with you to talk

-he was the one who suggested baking a cake though??? Why didn't he just ask to hang out in your or his room???

-he wanted to eat cake. That's it.

Kaiser

-he's not a huge fan of baking, to be honest. But he could never say no if you ask to do something together

-he chose a very complicated recipe that's definitely way above both of your skill levels when it comes to baking

-but the oh so great Michael Kaiser absolutely inisted on sticking to that recipe even when ten minutes into it, he realized he barely understands half of what the recipe asks for

-you manage to save the cake somehow. It turns out a lot different from the original recipe, but still tastes good

Ness

-he always tries to find at least one activity you can do together on weekends, and this time it turned out to be baking

-he got very excited for it even days earlier. Mostly about spending time with you, but also because you planned to make his favourite cake, which he hadn't eaten in years

-the recipe ends up being harder than you expected, so there are a bunch of struggled but your brother somehow manages to fix them all

-he's doing all of the cleanup in the end while you get to decorate the cake!!

Karasu

-he spends more time messing around with you than actually baking. Like you've barely started mixing the batter and suddenly he starts dumping flour on your head

-it kinda annoys you but you get revenge by touching his face and clothes with your hands full of flour

-you end up with an insane mess in the kitchen that needs to be cleaned up before your parents come home

-you let your brother do most of the work, though. After all, he's the one who started messing around

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[chao-thicc-hcs]

you should do “sex with them” blue lock character. your the best 🫶

As much as I love blue lock, I will NOT age up minor characters for the sake of sexual headcanons, so I will only go for those who are canonly 18 or above for such stuff. If you want 18- characters included, it has to be only fluff or neutral, no sexual themes. Thus...

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Sex with them. (Blue Lock edition)

character(s): itoshi sae, ryusei shidou, shoei barou, oliver aiku, tabito karasu

genre(s): smut

warnings: shidou is a tad bit nasty, otherwise it is sex so expect everyhing.

reader is afab!

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+. MINORS DNI

a/n: tabito is my least favorite, so apologies for him being short and somehow rushed.

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Sae fucks you like no other. He will make you cum every single time when you have sex, and always smirks when your legs tremble from his fingers, and will always stick his cock inside of you right when you reach your climax and thrust abruptly, making the experience way more ecstatic. Takes your panties with his teeth, always. Dirty talk is mandatory from his side, and he will call you his little "slut" and "plaything" with a mixture of degradation and praise in his tone, while gently caressing your face. He is not vocal most of the time, but you can tell he's enjoying it, because he bites his lower lip, closes his eyes shut and furrows his brows. If Sae ever makes a noise, it is going to be a breathy "hah~" or "mmh~". A little bit before his own climax, bites you and muffles his moans, his teeth digging deep. His pace is very slow initially, but then he abruptly accelerates, occasionally doing one very harsh thrust. His favourite position would be prone bone, because it is canon he likes butts and he enjoys the view of your ass jiggling. Loves, LOVES you in thongs, and takes pictures of your booty in them.

ミ⚝

Shidou is a monster (what a shock). He loves you giving him head beforehand, pushes your head so you lose your breath and become all red from the lack of oxygen. Loves seeing you in pain (but will be gentle if you ask him to) and chokes you, gags you, pulls your hair, and always smacks your ass, even when you're supposed to be quiet. He wants you to scream in pleasure, moans are never enough for him. His cock is big and it barely fits, but it fills you up so good you crave him more after one round. His mouth fills with saliva when he sees you wearing garters and will rip them apart with his hands, holding the fabric in his mouth while pounding inside you. Sex is never gentle with him, and has quite a big collection of ropes, chains, leather ties and shit, and will always tie you up. He's broken his bed with you before, and won't hesitate to do it again. Also, the thrill of being caught excites him, so expect frequent risky public sex with him. Man is a freak and enjoys period sex too, something about the bloody mess both will make riles him up, and he's willing to fuck you every day of your period. Deffo fucks you at least thrice before a game, because you're his lucky charm. Doesn't have favorite position, he loves all of them.

ミ⚝

Barou always makes sure the atmosphere is top-notch - lights up scented candles, the sheets are fresh out the washing machine, and he's showered at least twice beforehand. Gives amazing head, his tongue swirls on your pussy and loves sucking on your clit and squeezing your thighs, making remarks on how good you taste. Very tough on the field but once you touch him in private he will melt into your hands and let you dominate him for a short while, until he randomly decides to take the lead, but he never lays a hand on you, not even reassuring him will make him slap your ass or sth else, only squeezing. Surprisingly vocal - grunting, moaning, panting in your ear. Loves being praised by you, and your words really rile him up, and he is willing to increase his pace to the point where he becomes numb to the exhaustion. Man has stamina and goes for more than three rounds. His favorite would be shower/bath tub sex. He loves seeing the water fall down your back, or hearing the splashing of the bath tub water when he fucks you. He worships your body, so he opts for any position where he can caress/massage it, especially your sides. He doesn't like admitting it, but if you wear any sort of crop top with fitted pants, you're capable of making him horny on the spot.

ミ⚝

Oliver always makes sure the foreplay is long and sensual, so he can get you overstimulated from just his touch then finish you off with his cock. He'd start caressing your tits, licking your nipples while his fingers work wonders inside your pussy. He makes you cum at least 5-6 times during sex, and he wants you loud. Gives you compliments the entire time, specifically how tight and warm your pussy is. He goes deep, and always hits the opening of your cervix with force, making you wince in both slight pain and pleasure. Vocal - moans, pants, whimpers, whatever. Likes to play some music in the background, and has led lights that he always has on the color red. Loves the stand & carry position - the way your body shakes and trembles while his hands are placed on your lower back makes him go feral. If you ever prepare to go out and put on a fancy attire, he'd always fuck you in it. A fan of quickies, so there will always be one in the locker right before a game. Loves to smear your make up and leave huge hickeys on your entire body, especially chest, and doesn't let you cover them, he takes pride in what's his. Likes to make you lay on your stomach on his lap and spank your ass. Deffo has a pic or two of his cock placed on your cheek or tongue.

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Tabito loves orgasm control. Would order you to scream right before you cum and then he will cease your orgasm, smirking and chuckling at your exasperated pants and huffs. His hands are always either grabbing your tits or hips. Uses toys on a daily basis, especially when he feels like he wants to observe you touching yourself and try to use the toys yourself. Mutual masturbation is also of his taste - he'd kiss you and start plastering pecks and bites on your neck, stroking his cock and then gesturing you to touch yourself, too. Both of you cumming together warms his soul and makes the moment between you unforgettable. Always cums on your tits, always. Likes to see you wear cat ears and a black set of lingerie, and if you have stockings or fishnets - huge huge bonus and he'd go on for longer, just so he could completely tear your stockings/fishnets apart. Cums fairly quickly, so he is slower and only accelerates if he's close or on round 2+. Lets you play with him and use toys on him, too.

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reblogs are deeply, deeply appreciated and i read every single one of your tags.©

[okkalo]

the prideful mission

karasu x reader

genre(s): fluff

warning(s): reader is implied to be shorter

forgot i had this in my drafts,, enjoy <3

“ya don’t need it, y/n.” karasu interrupts your staring at the claw machine in front of you with his unwelcome words. you turn around and give him your best puppy dog eyes. he only gives a deadpan back. “ya already have so many stuffed animals.”

“these are different though,” you still had to keep up the pout, your voice in a pleading mumble. you knew you were getting to him, despite the not-so-promising look on his face. you just had to keep going to get him to cave and win a plushie for you. “i mean, come on! look at this one, tabito! isn’t that one so cute!” you turned around to point at a particular one that caught your eye like an excited child, and god he hated his pride for wanting to win that for you.

he sighed, “i’m not even sure if i have change.” he did, you knew he did. he made it a habit to always carry change because of your claw machine addiction—or better said, your addiction to seeing him play the claw machine for you.

you couldn’t bite back a smile that spread on your lips at the sight of him pulling out his wallet. he searched in it before pulling out a dollar, looking up to you with a raised brow. “yer lucky,” he stated, to which you giggled to before placing a small peck on his cheek.

“always am with you.” he couldn’t help the small grin that appeared on his face at your words; you knew exactly how to inflate his ego. he stepped forward sliding the dollar into the machine before taking a deep breath (a sign he was getting into ‘his zone’) and moving the stick to the plushie you had earlier pointed out. he adjusted the claw a few more times before pressing the button and sending it down. it seemed he was confident he had gotten it in one go as he turned around to you with a big smirk plastered on his face.

“do i get a kiss for winning you this?” he asked, his smugness radiating off of him. behind him you could see the claw machine pick up the plush, taking it to the top before the claw loosely wiggled and dropped the plush back to the pile. a wide grin made its way on your lips at the situation, a small giggle escaping you as well.

“once you win it, sure, baby.” at your words he immediately furrowed his brows in confusion, his smirk dropping as he turned to see his effort proving fruitless. you could see his ego visibly leave him; his shoulders deflating as his brows furrowed further.

“i swear i had it,” he mumbled, pulling out his wallet once again before taking out another dollar and sliding it into the machine. he aligned the claw once again before dropping it, this time he kept his eyes focused on the claw dropping to the plushie. in other words, he witnessed the loose claw wiggling the plushie from its grasp.

you would’ve laughed again had you not known this was the start of an endless struggle. it seemed he had plenty of money because he kept pulling more out after another round of losing. about eight more rounds had passed and you couldn’t help but start to feel bad. you hadn’t wanted the plushie that bad in the first place, you more liked seeing him try hard for you.

just as he was about to pull out the eleventh dollar that night, you put a hand on his shoulder, diverting his attention to you. “it’s okay, tabito, i don’t need it. you can stop, baby.” your hand rubbed up and down, trying to make him feel better since you knew his ego was at an all-time low at the moment.

karasu didn’t seem pleased by your words, that much showed when he scoffed and turned his attention back to the machine. “yer just sayin’ that.” you couldn’t help but smile at his determination, watching as he moved his face closer to the glass to get a better view of his target. he moved the control stick very meticulously, his eyes now focused on the wobbly claw as he took his hand off the stick. a deep breath escaped him as the claw stopped wobbling, his eyes falling to the button as he pressed the button with a mutter—a prayer, most likely.

thankfully, the claw grabbed onto the wanted plushy and held it tight to the prize hole. knowing he had struggled (mentally, emotionally, and psychically) for it, you immediately show your excitement to let him know his efforts were not in vain. you tugged at his arm with a small squeal, not missing the way his lips tugged into a smirk as you pulled him down to your level. “you treat me so well, tabito, thank you,” you smiled as you cupped his face still in front of yours, now fully exposed to his proud expression.

“and my reward?” his blue eyes locked with yours, watching your own eyes roll at his question.

“you’re impatient.” despite your complaint, you still gave him what he wanted as you fluttered your eyes shut to kiss him. his lips stayed upturned, which would normally annoy you, but you didn’t seem to mind this time. you made sure to sprinkle his face with a few more kisses afterward, something to convince him that playing these claw machines for you was worth it.

“i’m not doing this again, just so ya know,” he claimed, watching you take the plush from the award slot. you knew he was all talk, however. seeing you hug the plush with a big smile coating your lips—he knew he was all talk as well.

unedited. thank you for reading!

[mono-dot-jpeg]

pretty - k. tabito

summary; he was just so annoyingly pretty, you can't help but give him all your love

genre/extra tags; one shot/drabble, fluff, reader is me coded when i saw him, college au, super affectionate! reader

word count; 300

a/n; mmm i love him. that's it. he looks like kuroo and it really itches my brain i love a good dark haired character /pos he's so,,, god i love him. friendship ended with hsr, im a blue lock fic acct now /hj

karasu is not the most affectionate guy. at least it takes him a bit to follow up on your little bouts of expressing your love for him. but he loves that you try to so hard to love him. he's always pleased with small gestures but you like doing more than that and he appreciates it.

the way you pepper his face with kisses and you give extra to the mole right under his eye just because you could. he loved having you so close to him.

so it's no surprise that you find yourself on his lap, in his arms and your hands pressed firmly on his cheeks as you admire your pretty man. it leaves you dizzy with love when you stare at him and he stares back with that smirk on his face.

"hi." you laugh out of happy embarrassment.

"hey." he smiles fondly as his hands trace the hem of your shirt, his fingers just slipping a bit under to pinch at your skin.

"hey!" your hands move to push his down but he grabs them, lacing his fingers with your own. "stop.." you dragged out.

"stop what?"

"stop being so damn pretty! it's not fair!" you let go of his hands to place them back on his face, squishing his cheeks, though there's not much cheek to squish. "i can't even squish your cheeks.."

"look at you, all worked up about me." he huffs playfully, unable to hide his smile from you.

you groan, "i can't help it!" you lean all your weight on him, leaving you both falling to lay down on the couch. "i love you so much."

"i love you too, my stupid clingy koala."

you gave him more kisses that night, because who else will love you the way he does?

[yeuheart]

Matching crocs charms with him fr, definitely has ur initial on his croc and definitely makes u have his on yours. If there’s a matching character one he buys it for the both of you. If u have his jersey number on ur crocs he’s never gonna stop talking about it. Sometimes has the urge to put his crocs on urs and make them even more dirty, in the end u both have dirt marks. Plays soccer with his crocs on and it ends up flying across the field, it probably broke once. Some of them probably live with their crocs on, and like after they got their first ever pair you’ve probably never seen them without it besides their cleats. Wears the funniest and most questionable socks with their crocs. Definitely a soccer ball charm on all of them.

i just know Nagi wears those all day, Bachira has a monster on his, Ryusei has questionable charms on his, Otoya just wears weird socks with his, Karasu makes fun of ur charms, Oliver doesn’t wear socks with them, Hiori has a pink and cyan one and it has a yakult on it, Isagi has a soccer themed one and it just never changes, Nanase changes his charms like everyday, Reo doesn’t decorate his but let’s u do it.

Bachira Meguru, Nagi Seishiro, Eita Otoya, Tabito Karasu, Hiori Yo, Isagi Yoichi, Nijiro Nanase, Ryusei Shidou, Oliver Aiku, Mikage Reo (u probably have a whole box of charms now cs of him)

[onirique-amaranth]

The magnificent bird and the golden cage

— Including: nsfw (-17)

— Warnings: gn reader, toxic behavior & manipulation from both reader and Otoya, unhealthy relationship, cheating.

— Summary: Who is the magnificent bird in the gold cage, and who keeps him locked there.

Part 3 -> Don Lorenzo, Tabito Karasu & Eita Otoya

✖︎ You are the gentle falconer, and he is the lovely Magpie.

— Don Lorenzo is a man who lived a difficult life. As he was born into a miserable household, abandoned by his parents, living on the streets for a long period of time… It’s no wonder that Lorenzo kept a difficult relationship and point of view on money, even if he can live comfortably now. His obsession with money represent a huge part of his personality, and he can’t help but never be satisfied with what he has, the internalized fear of losing all his money and ending up on the street again is eating him from the inside.

— Meeting you did not change him, his fear still eating him alive and distracting his mind. Even if your close relationship did not affect his traumatized self, it still changed a few of his habits. The fact that you were earning less than him and lived a pretty average life was stressing him out, he started to fear that you would end up without money at some point if you stop working, or get injured. Every week, he can’t help but transfer a specific amount of money, which is higher if you got sick or went on holiday during the previous week.

— You didn’t want to take advantage of his fear and only put his money on the side, without using it, keeping it only for an emergency. When you hang out with Lorenzo, and often Snuffy, neither of them let you pay. At first, it was always Snuffy paying for the three of you, then, Lorenzo took the habit of paying sometimes. The second you take out your credit card, your hand is slapped away without any care, so in exchange, you regularly buy them gifts, such as golden items for Lorenzo, football related items, or cute decorations for his apartment.

— The moment you started dating, he was very much always with you. You work from home as much as you can, he brings you to his practice when you aren’t busy, he follows you around in the morning. After all, Lorenzo doesn’t just have an obsession on money, but also on love and affection, since he lacked this part of a relationship his entire life. Hand holding is necessary for him, resting his chin on your shoulder is a must, the sensation of having you close to him physically and mentally.

— You rapidly move in together, and instantly, he creates a joined bank account for you two. Lorenzo often tends to give you money if you do something for him, buys you anything that he thinks will suit you. A few of his teammates were convinced that you were only with him for money, until they notice what was your kind of dynamic you had together: the constant wholesome reassurance, the support you always give each other, the almost childish way of teasing the other to bring a smile to their face. You had the most healthy relationship possible, even with your shared or distinct experiences and trauma.

— In the end, you keep Lorenzo in the most comfortable cage, filled with silk pillows and most expensive food. He is more dependent of you than you are dependent of him, but it didn’t create an unbalanced or one-sided relationship. You have different love language, and both give the most love to the other as possible, while trying to learn how to grow past the difficult experiences together.

✖︎ You locked each other in the same golden cage.

— Karasu has that habit of looking down on people he deems as ‘mediocre’, but it isn’t to the liking of everyone. And it certainly wasn’t to your liking. And the fact that he uses his sharp tongue to insult friend or foe without any distinction only annoyed you more. There was this sensation of sheer annoyance sweeping through you whenever he opens his mouth to say something else than something about the game itself.

— Your relationship with Karasu started off the wrong foot, with a mutual annoyance that eat away your similar play style. You could be working so well together, but your behavior and temper made it impossible to even stand in the same room without glaring at each other.

— Though, you are both perfectionist, and both dislike when something well planned goes wrong. Whenever it’s important or not, and make a difference or not, you both react the same way: complain and say what went wrong. And it was the only moment you both understood each other perfectly, while the others thought that you were dramatic and always complaining. This is how you managed to more or less get along, externalize the frustration of a situation by talking to each other, and exactly getting where it was bothering the other. It was a pretty therapeutic way of relaxing, and you both wordlessly agreed to listen to each other when one of you needed it.

— You start to spend more time with each other, spending a good hour everyday just talking to each other and talking out any trouble or something that annoys you. It went to the point when you couldn’t even imagine talking to someone else about all of this, even for a short instant, it was engraved in your brain that you could just come up to Karasu and start talking. It was the same for him, and the rest of your teammates were surprised when they almost never heard neither of you complain many times per day anymore.

— This habit turned into dependence for each other's presence, and it became a daily need that could lead to extreme frustration if it wasn't given. When the new Selection began, you were both separated and both your mood were the worst anyone had ever seen. Karasu was complaining about every little thing, his sharp tongue turned deadly, his insults becoming harsher, more frequent and towards absolutely everyone. On your side, it wasn't any better if it was from a collective agreement to let the players walk around when they weren't training, so you could see each other.

— You never really began any romantic relationship, but this dependence to the other led to being together almost all the time. A game of control and reassurance between the two of you, since you didn't want the other to go see someone else, and it was the same for the other. It was a constant push into following your ideas, meaning that even if one of you were having a bad and dangerous idea, the other would constantly support them without trying to direct them onto a better path.

— This dynamic based on reassurance, mutual frustration, anger, and need for perfection was utterly unhealthy but also led to a reassurance and support that was greatly needed. In the end, you were so similar that you held onto each other even in the worst decision and time.

✖︎ You are the falconer, he is the Smith scribe.

— Eita Otoya, a professional cheater. You have no idea how it happened, but you ended up going out with him only to get cheated on and broken with because he was too 'bored'. It wasn't even a proper break up, as he just sent you a text saying that it was over between you.

— The frustration only grew when you saw him get more and more partner, never learning the lesson, despite the fact that he was getting slapped almost every time. This blatant disrespect, the number of hearts you saw him break made you want to get revenge, or at least, get him to understand what he was doing to those poor souls. You had a few mutual friends with him, and you more or less know what he was becoming and hear more details about his recent behavior.

— Without any surprise, none of his previous partners would ever be willing to get in contact with him again, and you ended up being the first one to do so. On the note of wanting to just catch up with him and hear about how he was doing, a kind-of date at a coffee shop was decided, and you saw him face-to-face for the first time in months. His lack of shame was even worse than you thought, as he proudly said that he didn't have any partner, even if you knew he currently had a girlfriend.

— Meeting him at this coffee shop felt more like a date than anything else, he was being as flirty as when you met him, and he behaved like he was trying to win you over again. It irked you so much but kept calm, in the few months between your break-up, he didn't change in the slightest and tried to use the same cheap tricks to get you to go out with him again or spend a night together.

— You accepted the implied offer, and spent the night with him. But unlike what he was expecting, you weren't all over him the night morning, you just put on your clothes after grabbing something to drink and left. Otoya that was so used to get and keep the attention of his partner until he cheated felt lost, like he had lost a game against you and his ego really badly took the hit. And you gained an Otoya running after you while trying to not make it obvious, doing everything to get your attention and get into a relationship again.

— His ego when he saw you with someone else, seeming to have fun and be into a nice relationship, was the biggest blow. It was like telling him he was good enough for a night, but he wasn't deserving to be officially with you, only a guy on the side when you felt bored. He gave even more efforts into getting you to pay attention to him, pushing any flirt away to focus on getting you, which started a game of cat and mouse, but the mouse was actually a dog waiting to strike.

— You gave attention to Otoya for a day, before ghosting him, gave him attention again, before being seen with someone else. It lasted for weeks, until you finally accepted to go out with him. Your previous behavior was forcing him to always only be with you, from the fear of seeing you leave with someone else. And in the end, Otoya has been trapped into his own game of flirting and cheating.

— Even if you weren't planning on cheating on him, since you didn't want to be the same kind of bastard as him… You let the anxiousness of it growing at the back of his mind, soothing his heart when you felt that it was getting to him too much. You didn't know for how long it will last, but for now, he had been a loyal boyfriend to you.

— Thank you for reading! I wish you a great day.

— here is my masterlist & ko-fi —

[mitsies]

FAKING IT ! ; karasu tabito > being in love with your best friend is not for the faint of heart.

you were getting really, really sick of everyone thinking you were dating your best friend.

it was an all-too-common misconception, at this point– a mistake that most people in your life were guilty of making at least once or twice. your best friend, your parents, even your teachers have accidentally made that false connection.

at first, you didn’t mind it. in fact, it made you feel a little fuzzy inside, and it had brought the both of you a few laughs. after all, it was kind of a compliment to be deemed as karasu tabito’s partner, especially since you’ve been in love with him for god knows how long. after the first twenty or so times it just began to feel like salt in the wound.

yes, yes, you get it– you’re pathetically, stupidly, horribly down bad for the boy you’ve known since you were 6 years old. and yeah, you understand– it’s really fucking obvious. you don’t need even more people to point it out. that’s just kind of rude.

karasu, your childhood best friend, didn’t really seem to care for the comments. he’d raise a brow and deny them before returning to the conversation at hand as if you weren’t looking at him with heart eyes and the visceral need to kiss him stupid.

after the first dozen asks of ‘oh, are you guys together?’ or comments about how ‘you guys are such a cute couple!’ it almost became a reflex to shut them down with an awkward laugh and a polite refutal of their statement. it happened far too often for you to not be used to it. so when a pretty girl with a high ponytail and choppy bangs came up to the both of you as you were sitting on a bench after school, you’d basically expected her to ask if the both of you were dating.

you were not, however, able to predict this.

with teeth gritted, you listened as the girl chatted up your best friend with a sweet smile and pink cheeks. you wanted to hurl as she let her hand fall to his shoulder as she laughed a honeyed little giggle. and karasu, that stupid bonehead, looked like he was eating up every second of it. you knew he had a big ego but this was a little humiliating for the both of them. god, men are so easy, and he is not an exception.

“you’re so funny,” the girl, whom you recognised from your history class as a new transfer from tokyo named asami. you bet her bangs were a cover-up for her receding hairline and you wish for a gust of wind to flutter past and expose her, and hopefully give karasu an ick because she’d be bald by 20. “and this ring necklace? so cute. where’s it from? we should match.”

asami was practically draped over him and you’re sure you looked about ready to burst a blood vessel. karasu, at this point, was also looking a bit uncomfortable with the sheer amount of physicality being shared between the two. “we should totally go out sometime.”

you scoot away a little on the bench. as much as you adore karasu, and as much as you wanted to punch this chick, you had no idea what to say. your movements, though, garners her attention. “oh! you’re in one of my classes yeah?”

“uh, yeah. history.”

and then, she sees it– a ring identical to the one she’d just been complimenting karasu on, which he wore on a necklace. they were a token of the both of your friendships a gift he’d gotten the both of you years ago on your birthday. neither of you had taken them off since.

“oh,” asami starts, “are you two together?”

there it was. the age old question. you look towards karasu, expecting him to shoot this notion down as per usual. only this time, he doesn’t.

“we are,” he asserted, shifting an arm around your shoulders causing you to freeze up, “so you should probably leave us alone, yeah?”

the girl looks despondent and she purses her lips and takes her leave, and you can’t help but grin a little as the soon-to-be-bald blonde struts away with a broken pride. you bask in the feeling of self-satisfaction for a few more heartbeats when you remember– oh. karasu’s arm is around your shoulder. oh. he’d just said you were dating. oh. 

you look at him. he looks at you. and then he has the audacity to ask: “so, what were we talkin’ about?”

you don’t reply because you’re too busy fighting your demons. they’re willing you to smack him in the face and you almost want to comply just because you want to touch his face. “you’re such a manwhore.”

“‘scuse me?”

“i so want to beat the shit out of you right now.”

karasu scoffs playfully and his arm tightens around your shoulder. “don’t say that.”

a bubble of rage is building up into a storm inside your chest. it’s blending with the love, and the confusion, and the whatever else you were feeling because what was going on?

you slide out of his grasp and he has the nerve to look confused. you’re sure you look upset because his expression changes just a little, shifting to one that was unreadable. “what is it?”

you open your mouth before snapping it shut again. cogs were whirring behind your head and alarm bells were ringing at full volume as you try, and fail, to conjure up a response.

“we’re not dating,” you eventually manage. your words are stiff and almost sound robotic but at least they’re out there.

karasu raises a brow at you. “yeah. we aren’t. i just said that to get her to go away. and it worked wonders, didn’t it?”

you want to punch him again but you think you’re frozen to the spot, a rush of embarrassment flooding your cheeks. “we’re not dating,” you say again, like you’re awaiting a final confirmation. it’s more of a question than a statement.

karasu has always been one of the smartest people you’ve known. he was the top of his classes, a brilliant sports player for the school’s team, and never received marks below perfect. his intelligence, unfortunately for you, was not only limited to the realm of textbooks and fill-in-the-blank tests. he could read anyone like an open book– you were not exempt.

“but you want us to be.”

as always, karasu tabito is right on the money. there was no use in lying at this point. he sits back and exhales, no longer looking at you as you cross your arms over your chest. attempting to get up, you begin to shift and gather your schoolbag– a hand stops you.

karasu is smiling. you want to kick him in the teeth– how could he be smiling when he was just about to reject you? but as you look at him with an expression that would be a glare if it held any real malice, his hand comes up to your jaw.

and he kisses you.

naturally, the only correct thing to do is to shove him away. but your hands come up to his chest and instead of that you pull him closer, bunching up the button-down of his uniform until you’re sure it’s wrinkled beyond repair. you need him closer, even more so, you need him to kiss you ‘til you can’t speak any longer, and you’re so fucking confused but you’re breathing him like oxygen, like he’s all you’ll ever need.

when you break away for a breath, neither of you say anything. his schoolbag has spilled all over the ground and his hair is no longer sticking up because your hands were in it (and you note that he should wear his hair like this more often), and he’s breathing hard as he looks at you. “fuckin’ finally.”

you give in to your demons and slap him right across the face.

“what the fuck?”

“you are the worst ever, tabito,” you spit, “what the fuck?”

“you just slapped me.”

“and you just kissed me!”

karasu blinks at your outburst, as if he’d been unaware of his previous actions. “oh. i kissed you.”

“yeah, yeah you fucking did.”

“but you kissed me back.”

and it’s your turn to stop. “i did.”

“because you like me.”

and you’ve never been able to lie to him for long, so you respond with: “i do.”

“and i like you too.”

you blink at him. he stares at you, before asking: “can i kiss you again?”

and you laugh. tension snaps, ice shatters, everything is okay. in fact, it’s better than okay because you aren’t the silly teenager in love with their best friend anymore– you’re someone with another someone, you’ve got your love story in the bag now.

“take me out to dinner first, tabito.”

“you’re so difficult, fine. tonight? i can pick you up at 6.”

“and bring me flowers.”

“don’t push it.”

you slide into him and let him melt around you, uncaring for the bystanders  because you’ve already waited too long for this. “flowers or no deal.”

“okay, fine, flowers.”

“and then you can kiss me again.”

“not now?”

you purse your lips and pretend to be in deep, careful consideration. “depends. is asami still here? i want her to see this.”

✄ this was written for the mitsies 3k follower event with the prompts "fucking finally." + everyone thinks you guys are dating— one day you both decide to play along

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[angelltheninth]

Can you write BLLK men and if they whimper, growl or grunt?

Yes, yes, yes I can!

Pairing: Yoichi Isagi, Bachira Meguru, Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Hyoma Chigiri, Kunigami Rensuke, Mikage Reo, Nagi Seishiro, Barou Shoei, Michael Kaiser, Tabito Karasu x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, moaning, whimpering, growling, keeping quiet, locker room sex, shower sex, blowjob, dick riding

A/N: Personally I really like the growling.

WHIMPERING - Chigiri, Reo

He's the man who wraps his arms around you so tight and silences himself by occupying his mouth with your tits because he can't keep quiet otherwise. The rush and adrenaline of the game isn't being washed away by the shower at all, not when you joined him, so he has be extra careful when holding you close and quiet. Both your whimpers can and will echo all around the bathroom if he doesn't make this quick. He can right? He needs to, he needs to come, he needs to see your pussy full of him in every way.

GROWLING - Bachira, Sae, Kunigami, Barou, Karasu

Will get in as close as he can to your ear when fucking you, even against the lockers, making as much noise as possible as he does so. Would he still do it if someone came in? Yes, because they will him have something they never will. Your pussy creaming around his cock, your legs barely able to keep you up so he has to hook his hands under your knees and lift you up. Even better of a view from this angle, with your legs spread all the way, his cock sinking into you so perfectly. And you think he can keep quiet? No, he won't even try.

GRUNTING - Isagi, Rin, Nagi, Kaiser

He is grunting with his lip between his teeth as he keeps his hands on the back of your head, trying to keep both your noises to a minimum while you give him his victory blowjob. Why didn't you suggest this sooner? It's such a great reward and will make him try even harder in the next game. But no time to think about that now, he's got a pretty lady's mouth sucking him off, his pretty lady. The way you slow down when you come up and tease the tip by kissing him almost makes him fully moan but he keeps the sound in, only granting it to you when you manage to make him come. That is your reward.

[dervaaas]

Their words that actually carry more meaning

Characters:Ranze Kurona; Kenyu Yukimiya; Alexis Ness; Aiku Oliver; Tabito Karasu; Ikki Niko; Reo Mikage

F!reader

Hi, I'm back. I've been too lazy to do anything lately, but I need to get back to my old paceᕙ⁠(⁠⇀⁠‸⁠↼⁠‶⁠)⁠ᕗ. Soon I will post an additional post with a small announcement.

I had to post it again because it didn't show up in the tags. Moreover, I do not know how to solve this problem.

Part: 1, 2

Ranze Kurona

— We haven't been talking much lately.

It's too simple, but these words are so nice. It may seem that he is stingy with emotions, but if you look closely, he needs emotions that he can experience with you. He is straightforward in his words, but at the same time his remarks are not some kind of caustic: this is not permissible in relation to you. Kurona is actually simple, but this simplicity is too interesting.

Tabito Karasu

— You know that phrase "a guy can find any topic to talk to his girlfriend"? So, what kind of socks are you wearing now?

He seems to be, or rather is, the type who will say something stupid, after which you laugh. Of course, this is something stupid - just his way of proving that you don't necessarily need loud speeches to prove that you mean a lot to him. He just doesn't have to do it, such words are enough to make it clear that he wants to talk to you or even discuss this topic.

Reo Mikage

— If you don't want all this.

It was customary for him to get everything he wants, and this played a role in your relationship. To some extent, he was worried about whether you would accept his gift or not, no matter how expensive it was. Your opinion about them was important to him. When he got rejected from them several times, he was very surprised, and he was so pleased that someone like you didn't care about his money. If you refuse them, he will not insist on it.

Alexis Ness

— I think you look a lot happier than usual.

Even if it's not such a big difference in your mood - he still sees it. It's important for him to know how you feel. You can call it its feature - to catch any changes, no matter how insignificant they are. He only needs one hint of your sadness, and he already knows what to do. He wants to see how you always smile, it doesn't really matter to whom, as long as it's sincere.

Kenyu Yukimiya

— I will definitely not forget such beauty soon.

They sound, of course, like posthumous words. But if you take into account his situation, it is important for him: to remember how you look, to remember how you always treated him, were afraid for him, worried about him; how you looked at him with a completely different facial expression. He will always hear you, but remembering how you look will be an important activity for him first of all. More than likely, you know what he's trying to convey in his own words.

Aiku Oliver

— Kiss me if I'm wrong, but isn't the world flat? Did I guess wrong?

He can't leave his nature with flirting, which he uses against you. It may be a silly phrase, but it's enough to make you blush. He's interested in it: the way you react, unaware that he is doing it not only for fun, but also to avoid direct words about his gratitude to you.

Ikki Niko

— You can stay here... with me.

It's not particularly difficult for him to say something, but he is confused by the fact that it needs to be said to you. Before that, he tries to rehearse it somehow, but all confidence flies away from him far away. This guy is completely different next to you, not the one on the field. But he always wants to be somewhere near you, so I don't think it's a problem.

Well it was a lie, and now the truth

— You can look at my forehead.

He trusted you with his forehead, that says it all.

[kvrokasaa]

karasu comforting overachiever!reader with a lot of anxiety?

my exams are around, ive cried 6x and had a mental breakdown in 3 days. and im a good student at heart but not on paper. im trying😭

take care! love❤️

I can relate to this sm, I promise myself that I’ll study but then it gets late n all I wanna do is sleep lmfao. But I hope you’re doing alright, love. Remember to drink lots of water and eat lots of food! And take breaks when studying so you don’t get headaches!

Sorry I posted this so late, but here it is.

Cw: crying, fluff, comfort, friends to lovers, cursing, not proofread. lmk if i missed any!

Wc: 1.1k

Overachiever!

Karasu is like your best friend, he’s always been there for you and promises he always will. Even when he left for a program called Blue Lock, he still managed to talk to you. Especially when you were going through a nasty breakup with your ex. He has always been there for you.

Something Karasu noticed over the years of being your friend; you’re an overachiever and a perfectionist. You have to get good grades, it’s like it was hard-wired in your brain since you were a child. If you didn’t get a good grade, even on a test that was optional or didn’t have any impact on your overall grade, you would feel so ashamed and full of anxiety. You were afraid of your teachers hating you, honestly, you’re just afraid of authority figures. You would always try to hide your feelings behind a fake smile, and sometimes it worked. But this time it didn’t.

You were in your room studying, all day long. No matter how many times people tried to pester you, or ask you to take a break, you would decline and go back to studying. You needed to get a good grade. You had stayed up all night long studying and going over the crucial information that would be on the final.

So why? Why do you have an 84% on your final? Why isn’t it at 100? Other people congratulated you, saying that the test was really hard. But you know that Mia, the top student, got the perfect score without even trying.

You tried this year, you really did. You made a resolution that you would try your hardest this year; that you wouldn’t give up so easily like last year. And you know that bad habits die hard, but you were doing so well. Even though this isn’t your last year, you feel like you failed at school.

‘Take a deep breath. Failure is the one pathway to success.’ Karasu’s words came floating into your mind. But you could still feel the onslaught of the tears and the tightness of the pain in your chest. You tried to take a deep breath but it wasn’t enough, it felt like all the oxygen in the world just vanished.

You don’t know how you got home, all the memories of the people saying ‘Good job’ and ‘Don’t beat yourself up, you did better than me’ are the only ones you can remember. All you want to do is crawl into your bed and cuddle your stuffed bear while you cry. But you have to study more; you have to study for your next classes. You can’t just give up because of one class. Oh but how badly you want to.

A sudden knock on your door pulled you from your thoughts. “Come in.” You cringed at the crack in your voice, quickly you straightened your posture and pretended to be okay.

But all of that faux hope and happiness faded away when you saw the unmistakable blue eyes. The tears came rushing back, along with the shaky breaths.

Karasu walked over to your desk and smiled down at you. “Hey, just wanted to stop by,” his hand raised, revealing a bag with your favorite restaurant name. “I brought your favorite.” His voice died down, almost to a whisper when he saw your tears.

You quickly wiped them, but the red streaks were still there. He sighed and sat down on your bed. “It’s okay, Y/n. Stuff like this happens, don’t worry about it too much.” You shook your head. “No, I should worry about it,” he raised a brow. “Why?”

You felt a little agitated because he couldn’t understand. Of course he couldn’t, he’s always been the type of person to get good grades without even trying. Knowing him, he probably slept through most of his classes and still got a 95 or higher on his final. Typical Karasu.

“Because who would I be if I don’t have good grades? I know that grades don’t matter much in the world, but I’m the one who feels the shame. I’m the one who has to remember what it feels like to try your hardest and still fail.” You felt like pulling your hair out, breaking things, just something to ease your mind. To ease the pain.

He brings his hands up to your cheeks, squishing them a little which brings a smile to his face. “Remember what I always tell you. ‘Failure is a pathway to-’ ” “To success. I know that, but still,” You move your head, making him release his grip. “I don’t want to fail, I don’t want people to remember me as the person who always failed.” Your voice was almost higher than a whisper, but he still heard you loud and clear. Karasu could hear and feel the pain from your voice.

“You-” you release a shaky breath, trying to calm yourself down. “You wouldn’t understand.”

‘Ironic’ he thinks, you’re the one who’s not understanding. A simple grade doesn’t define who you are as a person.

“Y/n look at me.” He grabs your face, “You are doing your best, you’re trying your fucking hardest and I’m so proud of you for that. You’re way smarter than what people give you credit for.” You try to shake your head, but his grip on your jaw tightens. “No. I don’t want to hear you deny anything. You need to understand that it’s okay to fail, it’s okay to feel helpless after a bad grade. But it’s not okay to beat yourself up. Don’t worry too much about how this grade, which is a passing grade, will affect your future.”

Karasu pulls you in for a hug. You close your eyes and bury your face in his chest. “You’re in the present right now, not the future. And I’m sure the future you are a CEO; trust me I can see it.”

You both laugh at his words. You sniffle and look up at him, “thank you, I really needed that.” He nods his head; his eyes looking from your eyes to your lips. “Anytime, I mean it.”

This is what you expected, a lecture and comfort from Karasu. It’s what you wanted. But what you didn’t expect was his lips on yours. Before you could enjoy the moment, he pulled back and smiled down at you. “Safe to say that I think you return my feelings,” your eyes darting everywhere but his and your little nod was a good enough answer for him. “And as much as I want to kiss you again. Our food is getting cold.” He pulled you down onto the bed along with the bag of food. “Let’s eat.”

[maochira]

dad!ego's child meets the bllk team? theyre not a soccer player and are actually very not into it </3 thanks!

I have to enter my dad!Ego era again jskjfh (I never left it I just write so little for him lately I'M SORRY)

Synopsis: You never cared much for soccer and don't understand much about it, but of course you still want to be on your father's side during the U-20 match - that includes meeting the Blue Lock Eleven before that.

Requests open! - dad!Ego masterlist

Tags: gn!Ego's kid!reader, aged up Ego so him having a teenager kid makes sense

For months, you listened to your father talk about Blue Lock and the players, even though you rarely understood anything about it. During that time, you picked up the names of a few players like Isagi, Bachira and Rin, but you don't even know what they look like. All you know are the bits and pieces of information your brain picked up from your father's rambles whenever you had dinner together.

Despite your lack of interest in soccer, you immediately knew you wanted to come along to watch the U-20 match. Not necessarily because you were interested in seeing the match, but mostly to be at your father's side.

The entire time, you don't really know where you're going. You're either following Anri or your father wherever they go and try to not be a bother. And then, you find yourself in the Blue Lock Eleven's locker room.

At first, none of the players notice you because you're hiding behind Anri and everyone is focused on the speech Ego is holding, but when he's done with that, you're just kind of standing there, leaning against the wall and trying to be as unobtrusive as possible.

The first player to approach you is Karasu. As he walks towards you, you can feel yourself getting slightly nervous. Because of what your father has told you about the Blue Lock participants, you feel rather intimidated by all of them. "Aren' a bit too young to be an assistant?" Karasu asks as he takes a step closer to you.

"Oh uh... I'm not an assistant," you let out a little nervous laugh, "I'm just here because of my dad."

"Oh? And who is that?"

You gesture over to Ego, which has Karasu speechless for a moment. He takes an even closer look at you. "You don't really look like him." Karasu shrugs, but then you move some hair that's fallen in front of your eyes to the side and Karasu immediately catches the only thing you have in common with your father, appearance-wise at least.

"YO GUYS EGO HAS A KID!" Karasu yells through the entire room which immediately catches everyone's attention. Well, everyone's except Rin's. He doesn't seem to care at all.

Besides that, everyone has the same reaction: surprise. The thought of Ego having a kid that's their age has never crossed their minds.

The next person to walk up to you is Otoya. And he immediately starts flirting with you which gets him a death stare from Ego. That's not what makes Otoya back off, though. It takes Karasu to drag him away from you - which you're really thankful for because, on top of being nervous, you donn't want to get flustered as well. You just don't want to embarrass yourself in front of the Blue Lock team.

Bachira and Isagi are the next ones who talk to you, in the hope they can make you feel more comfortable after Otoya tried to flirt with you.

"Which soccer position do you play? Are you a striker as well?" Isagi asks, assuming you play soccer - which isn't a bad assumption, considering who your father is.

"Oh eh... I don't play soccer. I barely know anything about it." You answer with another nervous laugh.

Isagi already feels bad for making that assumption and he's about to apologize, but before he gets to say something, Barou, who's standing a few meters away but heard what you said, asks in a mocking tone: "Why are you here, then?"

This makes you feel even more nervous. Looking at Barou, he intimidates you more than the othee players, so you don't know how to defend yourself. Luckily Bachira does that for you.

"Oh come on, they can still watch us play!" He says to Barou before turning to you with a bright smile that quickly lets your nervosity fade and makes you feel more comfortable.

You really want to continue the conversation Isagi and Bachira tried to start with you, but before you come up with something to say, the team has to go outside because the match is about to start.

A bit later you find yourself sitting with the players who don't get to play right now. You wanted to sit next to Anri, but somehow ended up with the rest of the Blue Lock players.

The one you're sitting next to just happens to be Barou. Occasionally, you hear him mumble little complains about what's going on in the match and how it would go much better if he was on the field right now.

"I bet you'd do great..." You look at Barou with a soft smile in attempt to lighten his mood a little bit.

"Oh shut up." Barou responds without looking in your direction at all. "You don't even know anything about soccer."

"But I just said you'd do great-"

"I'd do much better than 'great'," Barou's eyes wander over to you with a condescending gaze for a moment before he returns his eyes to the field.

"Tell me," you continue talking, "What would you do if you were on the field right now?" Even though he still intimidates you, something about Barou is just so interesting, it makes you want to talk to him more.

Without any hesitancy, Barou goes on a whole rant about what he'd do on the field. You don't understand most of it, but still listen closely to everything he says. It doesn't take long until some of the other players who sit with you join in and you find yourself stuck in a conversation with them.

They're mostly rambling and ranting, but the more they talk the more you find yourself understanding what exactly they mean.

And as odd as it is, you feel like you want to get to know the Blue Lock players better. Not because of soccer, but because you want to know what they are like as people. Maybe your father will let you enter the players' areas in the facility some time so you can get to know them better.

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[hiorisgf]

hii i luv ur writing <3 especially the bros down bad one ( ˘ ³˘) (´◡`) if u dont mind can i request something with the same concept of them having a major crush but with karasu <3 if not no worries

also have a good day and drink lots of water ^3^

##BRO HELP. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH IT'S INSANE

↪Ft. Karasu, Hiori

↪HI HI TYSM FOR THE PRAISE ANON UR SO SWEET//SOBS HSHSHSHHS 'nyways also added Hiori bc //flips hair bc I can. Wehe.

Karasu Tabito

Karasu is drop-dead in love with you. And it's to the point where people find it concerning. And maybe it is; maybe he's being pathetic; maybe he's acting too much like a dork around you that he's confident that if you search the word dork on Google and go to images, you'd find his face all over it. But he can't help it, not with the way you beckon him over with your smile and your soft, warm tone as you make small talk with him. He stutters, tripping over his words and getting tongue tied—and it's so uncharacteristic of him that it gets his friends blinking twice, thrice, to make sure they aren't hallucinating.

Karasu tries to swoon you, but every time he gets too close, he feels like melting into a puddle, and his mind becomes fogged at the thought of being next to you, and then he forgets all the lines he's thought up the night before. It's pathetic; he's so pathetic, but he doesn't mind being named pathetic by his teammates if it means hearing you laugh again.

He doesn't mind his epic fails in trying to flirt with you if it meant you grinning and giggling because of him; he doesn't mind tripping over his own shoes if it meant you gave him your attention for just a second more; he doesn't mind much that he cringes and feels the urge to vomit as he reads through the poems he's made for you during the times he's half awake if it meant seeing you look so happy and, dare he say, enamoured even if only for a split second.

Ah, this is pathetic, Karasu tells himself for the umpteenth time. It was way out of character for him to be like this—too lovesick for his own good—and it makes him act like the biggest dork there is. And Karasu doesn't mind, because it's you he acts like this with. Because it's you he's fallen too deeply in love with, to the point that if he tried to get back out, he'd only fail spectacularly. And it's fine, because it's you he thinks of every night. you, and only you.

Hiori Yo

Hiori would sometimes gaze at couples he'd find in the busy crowd, and he'd notice the way they grin—as if they were free of any burden and troubles; notice the way their eyes would crinkle with delight as they stared at their beloved, as though they've hung up the stars in the sky and dedicated a constellation to them. He'd notice the way they seemed content, as if they'd found their safe haven and the one with whom they'd spend time and fall in love for the rest of their lives.

And Hiori admits that sometimes he gets jealous whenever he finds couples like that. He envies the way they look so happy, like everything would be alright with their partner by their side. and Hiori would like to experience that too. to experience falling in love so deeply that he'd find his heart racing and thumping—liberated and safe as he linked his hands with someone, connected his lips with someone, and spent his time with someone. 

But Hiori didn't really believe it would happen. He was sure it wouldn't happen, and then came you. Like a storm, you abruptly came, cutting off all the strings that he's been trapped in all his life, snipping and snapping them away swiftly yet gently, as though careful to not hurt him. You'd press the switch he's sure he'd thrown away, and his heart takes its first beat in years, the twinkle that once dispersed over a dozen years ago resurfacing and overtaking him. 

It's overwhelming, the barrage of emotions he's feeling—the odd sensation that makes his lips tug upwards, the way he can't help but look for you in every space he's in, and the way his heart thumps when he catches you staring—too softly for his own safety. Hiori was never given the time to fester his emotions—happiness, greediness, love—Hiori was never given the chance to make his feelings bloom. But with you, it feels like time's stopped and he's given the opportunity to catch up. Hiori wishes you'd stay, because with you, he learns of love and a hundred other emotions; he learns of passion and determination. He's found a hundred things, and he'd learn a hundred more. And by then, he swears he would finally say, "Thank you, I love you."