#yukimiya kenyu x female reader

[bllk-after-dark]

wildest fantasies.

pairing. itoshi rin, shidou ryusei, karasu tabito, otoya eita, yukimiya kenyu, nagi seishiro x f!reader

content warnings. MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI, nsfw, how the top 6 imagine fucking you, dom!character x sub!reader, vary in each installment, some are prevalent than others (oops), written in lowercase

itoshi rin. breeding kink, creampie, degradation, edging, fingering, jealousy, marking, possessive behavior, wall sex

mine is written on your skin with invisible ink. he fumes at a player from his team talking to you, who seems to be having fun when he sees you laugh. he doesn’t experience rage quite often, but that guy is the initial point and gets worse when the poster boy of blue lock strikes up a conversation with you.

“what’s with the silent treatment, rin?” you become frustrated over the lack of dialogue. the entire ride on the way home was tense and he treated you like a ghost. he also feels the same, but for different reasons. as the two of you enter your house, he pins you to the door with both arms above your head and cunt on his knee. you attempt to focus on lust in his eyes as his tongue battles against yours and teeth nips at your throat to leave bruises in its wake.

“craving attention from him out of all people, hm? fucking slut.” you gasp at the sharp friction of his knee against your cunt. he isn’t this rough and riled up, not that you’re complaining. he slips his fingers inside, pumping them in and out very slowly as punishment. “think he can fuck you like this? lukewarm, want him and everyone else to know that you’re mine.”

to prolong this type of behavior, you instill delicious images in his head. “how are you gonna show me off? the hickeys, sure. but what about a ring on my finger? your cum dripped out of me? or perhaps a baby in me?”

he pulls his fingers out when you’re nearing an orgasm, leaving you a whining mess. the impulse to buy a fancy ring with his salary and propose to you live, to fuck you in the locker rooms to see copious amounts of cum staining your underwear, and to fuck you enough to make you pregnant so that damn golden boy can mind his own business — which he’ll gladly make it happen. he rams his cock in you without warning and spends the entire day in the bedroom to make sure it takes.  

“ah, there you are. i had to ask one of your teammates, but we lost track.” he’s back in the stadium, dazed from his daydreaming. you didn’t notice him blanking out as you’re busy geeking out about his plays. “watching a match in-person was so exciting! i get to see you steal a ball by kicking it between another player’s legs and score a goal with a direct shot— is that it? whatever, you’re so cool, rin!”

he shuts you up by kissing you, and everyone in the stadium reacts in a domino effect. the cameras pan to the two of you so it’s on live television, his fans freak out that he’s actually in a relationship, and his teammates — specifically that guy — are in pure disbelief. you wonder why he had done that, but he looks proud so you didn’t pry any further. “there. now the whole world knows.”

shidou ryusei. anal sex, blowjob, cuckolding, exhibitionism, face fucking, impact play (spanking), shower sex

demon is what everyone refers to him as. known to be vicious in the field, people hate to admit that he’s a damn good player. aside from being skilled at soccer, he’s also skilled at pulling risque acts in the context of yourself — willing to let the whole world know how tight you are. right now he’s fucking you from behind in the shower with hands on the wall and back slightly bent to stabilize yourself from his powerful thrusts.

“shit, you’re even tighter than yesterday!” he howls as his thick and wide cock drags along your walls and slaps your ass multiple times, leaving a red handprint there. this is a position favored by the both of you, and it never gets old. although, you do want to try out other things that you and he can find exciting. what he says afterwards is an adventure you can’t wait to embark on.

“i wonder if eyelashes will agree with me. how about we invite him someday?” you’d like that very much, honored to be acknowledged as a favorite pastime by the best player in japan. for now you want to practice sucking your boyfriend off, so you detach from him and kneel in front of his dick, lapping the bulbous tip with your tongue.

“holy shit, you’re tight here too! fucking hell… i dunno which one i like more but let’s find out, hm?” he shoves his cock deep into your throat and grips your head as he bucks his hips, eyes rolling to the back of his skull at how stimulating it is.

“feeling so fucking good. looking so fucking good, too. i bet you’ll do even better at the shower stalls in the locker rooms. or at a bar. or at an alley. or—” it’s incredible how he manages to talk about his shameless ideas when he’s at the verge of cumming whereas on the other hand you phased out. streams of opaque white gush out past your lips and trickle down your chin. his dick is still hard, meaning he’s ready for another round. his stamina is inhuman, like a demon. but knowing him, he won’t be satisfied until he has tried out every single thing on his growing list.

“can’t believe you took a nap during our bath. was expecting you to be more awake from the bath bomb i bought, but i guess not.” he’s greeted with a sweet peck, eyes fluttering halfway but can see you beaming at him brightly like the lights in the room. “got your towel here. now i have to drain the water, so shoo.”

he wraps his towel around his waist and then observes you unplug the drain. he happens to sneak a peek at the curve of your ass when you bend over to reach it, smug at how he happens to catch wind of how glorious the view is. he startles you by pinching the fat of your cheeks, and you turn to him, completely flustered. “what? want me to do it again?”

karasu tabito. aftercare, hand holding/kissing, insecurities, loss of virginity, missionary, petnames (baby), praise

sorry is your automatic reply when he hints that he wants to have sex. you’re a virgin; the thought of being unable to satisfy someone, especially one experienced such as himself, is deeply rooted in your head. on the contrary, it’s a huge turn on. since it’s your first time, he wants to make it extra special. it makes him more excited than he should be so he tries to tone it down to not scare you.

he reaches for your face, staring at him like a lost puppy. he smirks at how entranced you are when his fingers slide to your chin then glide over your lips. he kisses you hard, taking your breath away as he gently pushes you down on the bed. he gives you time to breathe while he takes off his shirt. you looking intently on him makes his heart flutter, that his body is for your eyes only.

“i’m okay. you can keep going,” you tell him when he checks up on you. with the slight encouragement of his hand drawing circles on your skin, you take off your shirt as well so he can explore more of your body. the two of you eventually strip yourselves to bareness in the midst of devouring each other with tongue and spit.

“squeeze if you want me to stop.” your hand is intertwined with his, ready to signal for the sake of your safety. he slowly penetrates you, his cock buried to the hilt inside your pussy. he blabbers about how you’re taking him so well, swearing he’ll cum faster than expected. he hooks a leg on his shoulder which allows him to thrust into you harder and deeper. the pitch of your voice rises higher and higher, you pull him toward your mouth to crash your lips against his. you hate how you sound it seems, but rest assured, it tells him that he has done his job right.

“shit, baby. you’re so perfect for me. how is this possible— agh,” he hisses out as he spills inside you. you’ve gone exhausted afterwards, skin sensitive from the caresses on your curves and kisses on your hands. this is what he’d like to happen, but the next time he blinks, you’re lying beside him fully clothed, meaning that the scenario is anything but real.

“tabito? you’re not saying anything.” you avert your gaze from his. you’re ashamed of literally pushing him away, believing that he’ll take offense judging from his silence. “i didn’t mean to do that. it happened so fast that i freaked out. can we start over and… start a little bit slower?”  

“sure. let’s take things slow, then.” he kisses your forehead as a way to reassure you that you haven’t done anything wrong. somehow it makes you bolder, being the one to initiate the kiss while sneaking your hands under his shirt unconsciously. you immediately retract from the sudden move and are about to apologize for acting out of the blue. he cuts off a smile, gesturing you to keep on going. he’s so weak for you, and he’ll do anything to make you happy.

otoya eita. begging, cunnilingus, mutual masturbation, nipple play, phone sex, toxic relationships (with reader’s ex)

relief washes over him hearing that you broke up with your former significant other through the phone. he never liked them to begin with and doesn’t understand what you see in them. being the good friend he is, he wants what's best for you. yet he decides to remain civil, albeit painfully. though, it’s not as painful as suppressing his sinful thoughts about you crumbling under touch.

“eita? can you do me a favor?” he loves your voice, but you saying his name is his greatest weakness. instead of heading it wirelessly, he’d prefer you moaning it in his ears when he’s railing you into a begging mess. he should feel guilty for harboring these feelings as he promised to play the ‘good friend’ role. but promises are meant to be broken anyway. “can you make me forget about them?”

the lines of friendship blur into indescribable tension. you express your frustration over the shitty quality of your sex life your former partner provided, rambling about how badly you want to be fucked on someone’s mouth. the cries of your nipples and clit aching to be touched causes his cock to strain in his pants. sex isn’t a topic you confide in with your friends, especially your male friends, but now it doesn’t matter. you called him to forget after all.

“to tell you the truth, you’ve been driving me crazy,” he sighs with his head leaned back as he pumps his length. labored breaths and whimpers are heard on your end; it seems you have the same idea. “so you want me to make you forget? what if i tell you i’m jerking off right now, wishing that i was inside that pretty pussy of yours? what about you, wishing that my mouth is there too and on your pretty tits to claim what has been mine in the first place?”

“i’m yours, always yours. please, faster!” your whines become more frequent that he cums on his hand and some on his thighs. he leans against the headboard, catching his breath alongside you. if you’re here, he’d leave more proof that you’re forever his with no room for your ex in your world as it should. yet it’s all white noise. the entire time he has been blanking out, so you were waiting for an eternity for him to say something.

“hello? earth to eita?” he snaps back to reality. the only real thing is the stickiness of his hand that’s covered in cum, so he really has been mindlessly jacking off to your voice. “i asked if you can do me a favor but i think i rather stop by your place to cool off. is it okay if i come over?”

“yeah, sure.” you thank him before hanging up. he tosses his phone to the edge of the bed, contemplating what he has done. never, ever again will he do this and vows to not speak on it. all he can do is to stick being the ‘good friend’ to comfort you through your breakup. he’ll do whatever it takes to prove he’s the better choice. they’ll be the day where you’re all his for the taking.

yukimiya kenyu. body worship, mirror sex, lap dancing, lingerie, riding, sex toys, strip tease, voyeurism

risk is his middle name. not only taking it to become the top striker in japan, but in the context of having strong urges to impale you on him. it’s confined in his pants, just like how his hands are confined to his sides. he’s restricted to ogle at your body clad in lace lingerie, attempting to tempt him to give into his desires with your alluring expressions.

the lingerie surprise tips him over the edge. he follows your fingers running down your breasts to your clit, agonized by the drag of one of them along the lips back and forth. he grips his seat to the point where he can almost break the bones of his hands. oh how badly he wants you, but being the menace you are, you keep insisting to stay patient until the end of your performance.

“mmm, not yet. keep your eyes on me,” you giggle, lifting his chin to face you with your mouth ghosting over his. you’re enjoying the sight way too much, but how can he also feel the same when you’re torturing him with the sway of your hips on his lap, the flex of your muscles when he glances at the many mirrors around him, and the teasing of your bra straps down past your shoulders? and when you also grind on his bulge along with a vibrator plugging in you which is your source of pleasure instead?

as if his body has a mind of its own, he finds himself dancing with you with an arm wrapped around your waist and the other cradling your head, kissing you with his life. then clothes start to fly off left and right. he yanks out your vibrator decorated with your slick and plunges you onto his throbbing cock, having you seated for his part of the performance. oh how the tables have turned; now you’re the one being tortured, pounded with quick upward thrusts from him.

“now for the grand finale.” despite your protests to slow down, he wants to relish your face and body contorting in pleasure through the mirror beside him. a multitude of thrusts later, he reaches his climax and feels your walls clench to make sure you didn’t miss a single drop. it’s a shame that time goes by so fast, because he sure wants to see your body arch for him over and over again.

“you know, it’s rude to stare without saying anything.” loud noises flood his ears. he’s in the mall on a shopping spree with you to help you pick out new clothes to spice up your wardrobe. although when you mean by ‘spice up’, he doesn’t expect to see you in lace lingerie at the fitting rooms. “so, uh… what do you think?”

he has speculations on whether you may have a hidden agenda to seduce him or just trying it out for fun. but all he do is marvel at how the lingerie fits nicely on your body, making you nervous. an idea pops into his head and whispers into the shell of your ear. “not sure. why don’t you buy and put it on tonight for me so i can see it better, hm?”

nagi seishiro. bulge kink, cockwarming, size difference (reader is implied to be smaller), somnophilia, spooning

warm is his favorite sensation when he’s curled up with you in bed. his chest is on your back and his left arm hugs your corresponding side while the other engulfs your right hand. his cock throbs inside you which can be seen poking your stomach, making him curse and groan as he places his hand there. the feeling is delicious, addicting even, and he’s hungry for more.

he pants against your neck as he lazily thrusts against your ass, the outline of the bulge moving up and down from what he can feel on his hand. so good, he chokes out in your ear, followed by a string of fucks and moans. that manages to wake you up, having you grab on the sheets from being overwhelmed by the pleasure from behind.

“sei…” his impatience causes your breath to hitch. at that moment you’re losing your damn mind upon his balls coming into contact with your skin. “fill me up…”

as he shushes you to go back to sleep, he kisses the junction of your neck and shoulder and hooks a leg over your waist for better access to pick up the pace to fulfill your wish. “mm, yeah. gonna make you so warm and full of me.”

“hm, sei?” the morning light seeps through the blinds, spotlighting on you who’s sitting up on his bed stretching. for some reason, you press your butt against his groin which is painfully— oh. “um, did you get hard from sleeping with me last night?”

it’s a dream after all. he throws the blanket over his head and turns away from you, refusing to answer as it’ll be bothersome to explain in detail. you dismiss his silence with ‘okay’ and by telling him you have to go to work. when you reach the edge of the bed, he pins you down with his arm around your waist and drags you closer to him.

“stay with me. just a bit longer.” you cave into his whims, deciding to indulge him during then by pulling your pants down to take his huge length. it somehow knocks you out, and he hopes that you’ll forgive him for making you late. but you’re so warm and so good, just like in his dreams.

vera. ayo, finally i posted something. it’s my first time writing smut and i died inside. as expected: it’s 10% smut, 90% cringe. the top 6 has me in a chokehold and i’m not okay.

[lotus-n-l0ve]

Hellooo, may I request bratty! reader headcanons with Reo, Yukimiya, and kaiser?

Hope you like it Anon. 😇

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

— Reo Mikage , Kenyu Yukimiya, Michael Kaiser x Female Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : How they react when reader is being a brat.

☯ WARNINGS : Slight smut, mature content, cursing, spanking, pet names (baby, sweetheart, brat), semi-public sex, fingering, no dialogues for Kaiser, orgasm denial.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS : First time writing for Blue Lock characters. Hopefully I didn't fuck up their personalities. I have made up some bullshit that even I'm not sure now. Hopefully it turns out good and you like it.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐑𝐄𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄

The first characteristic of yours he noticed and liked was your bratty personalily. Reo always had everything present to him on a silver plate. So when you, a normal girl, put up a fight against him, you already had his interest that later turned into love.

He loves when you are being a brat but there are times when he can't just handle that. Like today, he was going out with Nagi but you kept being a brat. You first hid his clothes that he kept on bed to wear after showering. Then you put salt in his coffe. Even then he was patient. But then you took all his shoes and threw it out of the house, god knows where.

"Y/N, where is my shoes?" Reo stomped into the kitchen, glaring at you.

You look up from the phone, with your big doe eyes, feigning innocence, "How would I know Reo?"

"Y/N." He dragged the end of your name, "Don't play with me right now."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

You mutter as you run a finger over the rim of the coffee cup sitting on the kitchen island. Reo sighs as you make no move to give him his shoes back.

That's how it is, yeah?

Reo advanced towards you, loosening the tie around his neck. Your body tensed up. Not with fear but excitement. Reo rounded the corner and grabbed you by your waist and made you stand up before bending you over the marbled island.

You breasts and palms lying flat on the cold marble and your ass perked up for him to see. Reo grabbed the hem of your shorts and pulled them down till they fall loose around your ankle. You hear clothes shuffling before he entered in you, raw and bare, making you yelp.

"You want to be a brat, baby? Huh?" He groaned, feeling your warm wall wrapped around him. He gripped the soft skin of your hips and without any warning he started pounding in you.

"Ah-h........ Fuck? H-hurts....... It hurts, Reo." You stutter, not being able to form any words properly.

"Oh! Really? But your body is telling me something else baby. You think I can't feel you squeezing my dick like a whore?" Reo growled before picking up the speed.

And that was just the beginning. The rest of the day you spent screaming his name and creaming on his cock.

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐔 𝐘𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

"Y/N, sweetheart?" Yukimiya whispered your name as you ducked under his big arm and sat on his lap, "What are you doing?"

"Want attention." You mumble and then start placing kisses all over his neck.

"Can you wait a little? I'm kind of busy right now." Yukimiya grabbed your shoulders and pushed you away from him gently, making you groan.

"But you are always busy. I need attention." You were so annoyed at this point. Yukimiya was a great boyfriend but sometimes he prioritized work over you which you Tinkerbell ass could not accept.

"Y/N, come'on be a good girl and wait for me." Yukimiya lifted you off of him by your waist.

Moving you aside, he went back to his work. Your lips pressed into a line. You could feel tears of frustration pricking in your eyes. All day he spent doing this bullshit work of his but you stayed patiant but when you want some love and attention, he was just ignoring you.

That's it!

You snatched the note book out of his hand and threw it to the next wall, "Stop fucking ignoring me. Work work work. It's always work. I'm fucking done, Yukimiya."

His eyes widened as he stood up, "Y/N!"

You flinched back, scared. His glare was icey, piercing right through you. Yukimiya sighed, shaking his head in disappointment.

"You want to be a brat, is that it?" He said taking off his glasses and putting it safely on the desk.

"W-wait.......n-no, Yukimi—" You yelped when he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you on his lap, making you lie on your stomach. He raised your ass in the air and pulled down the pink underwear you were wearing.

"Count as I spank that bratty attitude of yours. If you miss once, we will start all over again. Ready?"

Yukimiya didn't wait for your reply, he was already bringing his hand down your ass, hard.

"A-ahn....... That hu-rts, Yukimiya." You cried out.

"Count. Y/N." He ignored your cries and spanked you again.

"O-one........" You began counting with your shaky voice.

Slap!

"T...two..."

Slap!

"Thr-ree......."

Slap!

"Fou-fou....... Fuck!"

You cursed out. You ass cheeks were stinging like hell. You were sure it was red like tomato right now and then wetness gathering in your heat was not helping at all.

Yukimiya smirked when you failed to count. He ran a big palm over your aching ass as he said, teasingly, "Aww, you forgot to count sweetheart. Now we have to start from one, again."

The room filled with the sound skin slapping and your cries mixed with your trembling counting. By the time he was done your ass was redder than blood. Yukimiya then applied ice pack on it to soothe your pain.

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑

You suppress yet another giggle when Kaiser threw you a glare. It was Saturday night and his family had a tradition of having dinner together every Saturday night as a bonding act. Being Kaiser's girlfriend, you were invited too.

Throughout the whole dinner, you had been a pain in the ass. You hand was somehow slipping up to his crotch, your ass grinding on him as you pass by him, giving him a painful boner. If it were up to him, then you would have been bended over the dinner table with his cock drilling in your slutty pussy.

You give him one last squeeze and pull back your hand and turn to Mrs. Kaiser to continue the conversation, acting all innocent. But no, after torturing him like that, you don't get to act all innocent.

Kaiser placed his left hand on your bare thigh and felt you tensing under his hold. His lips curled up into a smirk which he hid before anyone could notice. His hand slipped under your skirt and neared dangerously close to your core. You quickly crossed your leg to stop him.

Kaiser gave you a warning glare, telling you to uncross your legs. When you didn't, Kaiser grabbed your clothed pussy. You uncross your legs instantly, trying your best to not let any emotion show on your face.

Kaiser then slipped your panty aside and parted your lips with two fingers. His long fingers stoke your pussy, smearing the silk all over the place. Then he entered a finger in you. Dragging it all the away out, till it's just the tip, and then thrusting it back inside. Slowly & painfully.

Your legs parted unintentionally, wanting more. Kaiser added another digit and then another. Three fingers streching your walls. With each thrust, it was harder and harder to conceal your expression. All you wanted want was for him to go faster and faster. As if he heard your inner plea, Kaiser fastened his pace. You bit down on your lips to stop the shameless moans from erupting.

You prayed to every god that his parents doesn't find out what the hell is going on under the table. You could feel that you were close. You were about to cum. Your own left hand dug into the wooden chair and toes curled up. You breathing became shallow. Just as you were about to cum, Kaiser pulled out his fingers.

You gasp and stared at him, feeling frustrated. Tears of frustration burned your eyes when you understood this was his way of punishing you. Kaiser threw you a smirk before continuing dinner like nothing happened.

FUCKING HELL!!!

© 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒-𝐍-𝐋𝟎𝐕𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to LOTUS-N-L0VE. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

All the rights and credits of the characters, gifs, songs and pictures used here belongs to their rightful owners.

[koishiro]

HEAR ME OUT MAYBE MOODBOARD FOR OUR MODELYUKIMAYA FROM BLUE LOCK

Dating kenyu yukimiya <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : ohhh the prettiest boy!!

[cerezajane]

How about a drawing scene that which Yukimiya meets the reader for the first time after his modeling job and he falls in love with her at first sight?

That’s sooo cute<33!!! Yukimiya will be so cute in my doodle world !!!

[antennaed-shidou]

Special Gifts

☃︎ Kenyu Yukimiya x f! reader

☃︎ Warning: not prof-read, little OOC,

☃︎ Misc: Word Count: 1k+ 12 days of Christmas special with the Blue Lock Boys. Starting with the model himself Kenyu Yukimiya. Hope you enjoy it.

☃︎ In which you have a famous boyfriend

{Y/n}'s famous boyfriend Kenyu Yukimiya was standing in front of cameras, they clicked off, and the bright lights surrounded him. {Y/n} sat in her chair watching for a while then getting on her phone.

The female was looking through her gift list. Christmas was around the corner and she still had a few more gifts to get for Kenyu. She had been sneaking around for his gifts. It was easy though since sometimes he showed up late due to work.

Kenyu was standing in front of the cameras posing as he was told showing off the outfit her was wearing. He looked past the camera to see his girlfriend on her phone. She wasn't paying attention and that bothered him.

Kenyu maybe thought she was busy with her own work so he didn't say anything. The cameras flashed getting him back to work. A few hours later he was done with work for the day.

Kenyu walked up behind {Y/n}. When he laid his arm on her in a fast manner she put her phone away.

"Hey, Yuki. Are you done with modeling already?" The female asked turning around to give him a kiss.

Kenyu was a little skeptical about what she was doing but let it go. "Yeah wanna get something to eat, {N/n}?"

"Sure, I know a place." {Y/n} got off her chair taking her boyfriend's hand as they walked out of the building and into the car. {Y/n} drove them to a restaurants.

"How do you know this place?" Kenyu asked looking up at the building that was located amid everything else, easy to be hidden.

"I used to come here with my Ex-" {Y/n} says walking toward the building

Kenyu stood there watching his girlfriend walk into the building. Those words about her ex struck him. Is that why she's been so sneaking? Because she is with her ex again.

"No."

{Y/n} looked back at her boyfriend seeing him still standing there. "You ok, Yuki?"

"Yeah, sorry babe," The male caught up with his girlfriend taking her hand as they walked into the restaurant.

They were seated at a table kinda far in the back. They sat across from each other. {Y/n} got on her phone looking at more gifts for Kenyu.

Meanwhile {Y/n} was getting on Kenyu's nerves. She has been on her phone all day. Has she really been talking to her ex again? Or some other guy that wasn't him. These thoughts swarmed up in his mind.

The only time {Y/n} put down her phone was when they ordered. But she picked it right back up. This bothered Kenyu so much. She brought him here and didn't even talk to him.

But neither did Kenyu. He didn't start a conversation if {Y/n} would have no interest in the conversation. They ate their supper and went home. Even the car ride was quiet. It bothered Kenyu even more than at the restaurant.

But there was a reason why {Y/n} didn't talk. She didn't want to leak any present she was getting so if she kept her mouth shut then nothing would come out.

But she didn't know what Kenyu was feeling. She just thought he didn't want to talk and due to everything and work it was tiring to him.

When they got home Kenyu went straight toward their bedroom while {Y/n} went to the living room as she was on her phone again tracking packages.

Kenyu went through his girlfriend's stuff trying to find anything suspicious. But there was nothing. Maybe it was all in his head and there was nothing to worry about.

He decided to change into something more comfortable. As he was walking out of the room her looked at the calendar. "What!" He screamed confused. He looked closely and saw Christmas was in a week.

He hadn't gotten his girlfriend anything. What was he going to do?

A few days later Kenyu was traveling from mall to mall trying to find gifts. Along with the number of times he had been stopped by fans to take a picture with him. It was really hard for him to find something.

But as he was looking there were also a few thoughts swarming his mind. Why was {Y/n} being so sneaky and around the house. But he just let it all go. She wasn't cheating and if she was {Y/n} would have said something earlier.

He walked in and out of stores only coming out with a few items. Not enough for the beauty herself. It was hard to find gifts for her since he bought her anything she wanted. Or she had everything she wanted.

Though Kenyu had to push through and find new items for his beloved girlfriend.

{Y/n} was sitting on the couch scrolling through her phone. She had just finished wrapping her boyfriend's presents and put them all under the tree.

She tried to call Kenyu but he didn't answer so she tried again and this time he answered.

"Hey, Yuki dear. What are you doing? And when are coming home? I miss you," she rambled on not letting the person on the other end answer.

"Hey, {N/n}--" Kenyu didn't know what to say, he couldn't leak where he was she could get suspicious. "I took a swing into work. I'll be back in a bit. I miss you too."

"Do you really miss me? You've been out all day and haven't texted me?" She whined.

Kenyu could tell his girlfriend was bored and really wanted him home, but he needed to find the perfect gift. "I do miss you. I'm just a little busy. I'll be home soon I promise."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

The male hung up the phone. He kept walking and walking. That was until he stumbled upon the perfect gift. He entered the store and asked if they had the item in the window. The employee said yes and got it for him.

The employee rang up the item and it came to $525. An expensive gift for his one and only. When he got home he saw {Y/n} who was longer home.

It was lucky for him as he could take the gifts in and wrap them. He had to be quick though and he was. As he was putting them under the tree {Y/n} arrived home.

Kenyu rushed to the couch and sat down. The female walked into the house with bags in her hand. She saw Kenyu sitting on the couch and dropped on her items. She ran to the couch and snuggled into her boyfriend.

The two sat there for a while forgetting the bags on the ground. They even turned on the TV and watched some shows. They even fell asleep and woke up the next morning. Christmas Eve morning.

{Y/n} woke up and gave Kenyu a kiss on the cheek. She looked at the time seeing it was pretty early and it was Christmas Eve.

"Oh shit!" {Y/n{ jolted up from the couch. "It's Christmas Eve!"

Kenyu slowly opened his eyes to see {Y/n} jumping up and down toward the tree. She grabbed a present then back to the couch and gave it to Kenyu.

"I have your Christmas Eve present, Yuki, dear." She handed him the present for him to open.

He sat up on the couch taking the present. "Thank you, {N/n}, darling." Carefully he unwrapped the present and was greeted with a white box. Curiously he opened the white box and saw a watch, an expensive watch at that.

"Babe, what the fuck is this? For a Christmas Eve present at that!" He was shocked, to say the least.

"You've been eyeing it for a while so I thought to buy it for you," A bg smile was plastered on her face.

Kenyu set down the watch and got up to grab her gift. He had no idea what to expect especially since what she got him. "Here's your gift, {N/n}, darling."

She unwrapped the gift without hesitation, unlike her boyfriend who was careful. She opens the box with a smile on her face. She took the item out and held it up high to show him, he nodded and was happy that she was happy.

"Thank you, Yuki! I'll use it every day."

It was a simple gift, a blanket. A heated blanket to be more specific. But she liked it so much.

The day they cooked made cookies and went on a walk. The weather was nice not too cold, it was just right for a jacket and they were ok.

And before they knew it they had fallen asleep in bed and Christmas day had arrived.

{Y/n} ran downstairs into the kitchen. She made coffee and a light breakfast. Kenyu slowly trailed behind. After a nice cup of coffee, he was awake.

When they were done eating, both of them sat by the tree. They each grabbed a present and handed it to each other. They liked each other's gifts one more than the other showed it.

Finally, they were making it down and soon {Y/n} was going to open the biggest gift Kenyu got.

"I got this for you. I hope you like it, and if not I'll return it." He gave her the gift.

{Y/n} carefully unwrapped the gift. It was a bag. She pulled the item out of the bag and was shocked her mouth agape.

"What in the fucking world did you get me, Yukimiya!" It was a long puffy white dress with butterflies dropping at the bottom. The sleeves are white flowers with butterflies on them.

"Do you like it?" He asked unsure if she was shocked and happy or shocked and mad.

"No, I fucking love it! Thank you so much, Yuki, dear!" {Y/n} set the gift down and gave him a big hug giving kisses all over his face. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too."

a/n: My first Christmas special. It took me so long to get done but I got it done.

[otostnai]

Never going to be his.

Notes: fem! reader, slow burn, enemies to lovers, series

otoya eita x reader

is my favoritism for otoya shining? no ofc not anyway

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Summary

Otoya Eita the playboy of the school, the one who made the students turn their heads and gawk at him. Athletic, tall, attractive, and he had money. I mean what else would a girl want in a man? For an odd reason you couldn't see the hype on him. For goodness sake he dumped girls within a week without a care. You couldn't even imagine being friends with him, let alone dating someone like that. His way of handling relationships was horrible, dating girls but breaking up with them no less a week later? No excuse could let him be in the right. So how did you get here? Being pinned against the fine arts wall, and Otoya Eita merely centimeters away from your face. You couldn't lie, he was attractive, but no amount of attractiveness could excuse him from his toxic behaviour. “Let's go to prom together.”

The new school year had started. Y/n strolled down the crowded halls looking for her classroom. You could hear quiet chatter, not much as most students did not have their cliques yet. Y/n kept a steady pace and could hear loud laughter as she neared her classroom. The voices of the laughter were clear who they belonged to. All the students would be quiet and shy just trying to get through the day, oh but not them. What had you done to deserve this? The voices had belonged to no other than Yukimiya Kenyu, Karasu Tabito, and Otoya Eita. You wondered how they managed to stay on the team's football team with their grades and misbehaviour.

Yukimiya Kenyu, tall, handsome, wealthy, so polite as well, not only that he was a model. The way his voice was light and calm. The polite face was only a facade though. The way the girls loved the kind boy act, they ate it right up. Such a shame not a single one of them lasted with him longer than a week. Yukimiya just sucked up to the adults to keep his place on the football team.

Karasu Tabito, a total hazard to anyone near him. His oddly attractive smirk and the way he laughed at any joke, making all the girls feel so special, well before he broke their hearts. Always messing with others and you had no idea why. He seemed to be quite stupid though, how did he stay on the team? You couldn't lie Karasu was a valuable member of the team but his grades were low.

The last one, the worst of them all, Otoya Eita. Sure he was hot, mysterious, witty, rich, and good at music, but he was rude. The way he took his relationships as games before giving up on them. He dated girls just to have that “fluttering feeling” As if. What did that even mean? He was incredibly idiotic at school as well, and didnt put any effort into his work. All you could hope was that you wouldn’t ever have to do group work with him.

As you opened the door to your class you saw the three of them. Here all three of them were in your homeroom, teasing a poor girl before class even started. Sitting in the back surrounding this poor girl. Her face was as red as an apple. She appeared to be stuttering and tripping over her words. How could they just laugh? She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation. Y/n had no other choice but to help her.

“What the hell are you guys doing? Can't you see she's uncomfortable with the three of you guys?” You had called out as you neared the girl they were teasing. Light stomps following you. The class chatter was already quiet but now it had gone to complete silence. All they could hear were your light tapping noises coming from your foot as you waited for a response from the three of them. “Oh my bad, I am so very sorry.” Karasu had squeaked out in a high voice, intimidating a female’s stereotypical voice. He laughed right after he said that and Otoya joined in while Yukimiya had chuckled.

“Who are you? Are you the girl's savior? Didn't think so.” Otoya commented as he took a step closer to you. You were average height but this man had towered over you. Not like it terrified you. Y/n stood her ground and spoke “Y/n L/n. I'm not anyone's saviour but my own, but looking at the girl seeing you three clearly make her uncomfortable. I had no choice, did I? If you could kindly fuck off and leave her alone, thanks.” You could hear laughter from Karasu and Yukimiya from behind Otoya Eita, “My bad princess, if you want me to leave her alone I need a quick favor then.” Otoya had declared.

He grinned, a fake one at that. He shoved his hands in his blazer pockets and leaned against an empty desk from across you. He crossed his legs and looked directly into your eyes. The girl they once were teasing had disappeared to who knows where. What a kind thanks for rescuing her. “Well? Do you accept the favor?” Otoya smiled. Y/n knew she was in a bad position. It was obvious she should have minded her own business, and ignored the scene. Who was going to help her now? You had a clear disadvantage anyone could see, so how did you end up here? “Fine, what is the favor?” You responded. It couldn't have been too hard right? Oh how wrong you were.

You were now in the teachers lounge during break crawling on the floor looking for a black phone with a plant keychain on it. If anyone had caught you the trouble you would be in. His favor was to “retrieve” his phone from the teacher's lounge. Was it really worth it just for them to leave this girl alone? It’s too late for that now. You were already in the phone box digging around looking for Otoya’s phone.

You were silently panicking as you dug around because you knew the bell would ring soon. You didn't want to be tardy on the very first day of school now. As you shuffled around you had caught a glimpse of the green plant, finally you could get out of here. The teachers lounge door creaked open. What now? Y/n was scared to say the least. Not only would she be in major trouble but she would disappoint her parents once more. Would she rather get caught and be in major trouble on the first day of school or hide? Well there was really only one option now wasn't there?

You had quickly ducked and crawled under a teacher's desk and tucked your legs in. Y/n was breathing heavily as she covered her mouth with her hand. Quiet steps could be heard walking around the room. The steps had stopped. Thank goodness they left. You closed your eyes in relief and took your hand off your mouth and let it touch the cold ground. How thankful you were they were gone.

“Boo.” You opened your eyes quickly and flinched back, you saw a certain boy with a dark green stripe. “FUCK! Don't scare me like that. Why are you here? I have your stupid phone.” You had whispered to him while waving the black phone around. “Karasu and Yukimiya had bought some time for you since the teacher started to take roll calls. Come on get off the nasty floor already. I think I saw a rat scurry around here.” He replied while snatching his phone back and flipping it open and quickly typing something.

“Gee thanks for the thank you i guess. Come on let's go already-” You manage to say before getting pulled back under the teachers desk. “What the hell was that for?” There was clear annoyance in your voice when you said that. Otoya did not respond so you had spoken up again “Hello? Are you going to answer me-” You were cut off by Otoya’s hand covering yours. He leaned over and whispered into your ear saying “An actual teacher just came in. Be quiet.”

[sukirichi]

sukirichi: about me, navigation, blog rules

suki x naoya art by @yuusagi-chii thank you bb 🥺💕

ABOUT ME.

suki. she/her. bisexual. 19. infj. scorpio. naoya zen’in stan. i prefer asks over dm’s. 

hash brown enthusiast. struggling pre-med student. always thinking about naoya. debating whether i should get izana’s earrings. dark content friendly. 

ABOUT MY WRITINGS/INTERACTING WITH ME.

latest update. always fem! reader. + i’m not good at writing headcanons or shorter fics/drabbles UNLESS it’s for naoya and tokyo revengers.

i do not write about yandere, stalker, non-con, heavily canon plots for jjk & haikyuu, male x male nsfw, blood play, temperature play, lactation, pegging, male characters dressing up as female, monster fucking (sorry, sukuna won’t be getting four arms if you want nsfw for him), bestiality, hypnosis (non-con related), heavy bdsm, ass licking, scat, piss, fart, vore.

i age up characters.

i don’t do well responding with thirsts. it’s not that i don’t like them, but i just do better at writing nsfw plots instead of me sharing my opinions/rambles so the response i’ll give to thirsts might be disappointing lol (feel free to send naoya ones tho LMAO)

I won’t answer asks that could’ve provided you an answer if you read the rules first. If you can read my fics with a thousand word counts, you can read my rules too. hard block and delete to messages with rude or malicious messages and tones. 

Minors are still allowed to read my sfw content, they’re properly marked in the masterlist which of them are sfw or not. Please don’t like/reblog/comment ANY of my nsfw fics. You may interact with me through asks as long as it’s about my sfw fics/you want to send me memes or whatever, but please know your limits! Please properly block all the tags you should block.

please don’t tag/update me in fics that i didn’t ask to be a part of it. it’s super super awkward for me. if you want to recommend me fics, you can drop the link on my asks, but it’s super awkward when people tag me on their own fics especially for fandoms i don’t read about

ageless blogs interacting with my nsfw content will be blocked.

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR.

jujutsu kaisen

attack on titan

haikyuu

tokyo revengers

— characters i can write anything for (nsfw & sfw)

: gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, fushiguro toji, choso, ryoumen sukuna, nanami kento

: suna rintarou, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, miya twins, kita shinsuke, oikawa tooru, ushijima wakatoshi, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, tetsuro kuroo, daishou suguru, sakusa kiyoomi

: draken, mitsuya takashi, seishu inui, hajime kokonoi, ran & rindou haitani, hanma shuji (🥵), chifuyu matsuno, kakucho hitto, kurokawa izana, mikey, haruchiyo sanzu, imaushi wakasa, kisaki tetta

: itoshi brothers, meguru bachira, oliver aiku, rensuke kunigami, mikage reo, seishiro nagi, shidou ryusei, chigiri hyoma, tabito karasu, kenyu yukimiya

: kaeya, diluc, zhongli, kamisato ayato, raiden shogun, yae miko, itto, ningguang, beidou, kazuha, xiao

: bakugou katsuki, dabi, shoto todoroki, shigaraki tomura, overhaul (uhm there’s too much characters i like)

— characters i can only write sfw for

: itadori yuuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuuta

: kenma kozume

: baji keisuke

— characters i’m MOST eager to write simp for

: fushiguro megumi, choso, naoya zenin, ryoumen sukuna

: suna rintarou, kita shinsuke, oikawa tooru, akaashi keiji

suki's anon babies: (as of 7.15.21) i have my nicknames for these beans based on what i remember from them the most

🦋 - butterfly anon (aka the ones who always give me hit ideas for gojo, if you guys liked “out of reach” yeah, you should thank her. she’s the queen of that.)

🌊 - gojo simp 9487

🐌 - toji daddy

☄ - home from war anon

🫐 - feral megumi anon

💔 - brokenhearted hfw anon

🍞 - the yuuji to my sukuna, baby sweetheart soft choso anon

💎 - fall from grace anon and an absolute sweetie

🌸 - kita naoya twins anon

🪱 - angsty naoya anon

WITOL ANON - my baby 🥺

🥭 anon - kewl anon

🎮 - SEXY NAOYA BRAINED, 12/10 feeds me well

🎧 - another sexy one

👹 - religious good girl for naoya 😈

🐯 - soft sukuna simp 🥺

joker anon 🤪 - joker naoya

shy anon :>

dilf anon 😘

❄ - naoya ice queen wife

🐥 - sweetheart anon

terrible thing anon - music rec for naoya

🐰 - wants to be frens with me 🥺

— (･◡･) - another babie 🥺💕

prettiest bitch in town 🟣 - gojo charanon

six eyes 😎 - gojo charanon

tengen drip sama 👍

junpain drip

🤍 - naoya spoiler anon

naoya’s binch ✨

naoya simp 🤡

k

j

🍦- uwu anon

🍳

uwu

smiley anon :D

fin

😈

👗

🍕

:)

🍱

🌀

🐍

🌾

🍡

🎐

🌻

🎹

🌹

satoru’s weird wife 🧁

🕵🏻‍♀️

aki

👁👄👁

stripper anon 💄

✎ - bonten! husbands hc’s

🐡

🐼

🐧

👼🏻

🥂

Naoya Anon 💓 - 3rd Naoya charanon 🥺

⛲

period anon 🍷

🥞

thot anon - kisses u give to bonten men

eʟ _(:з」∠)_

lilac anon

🌨

🌺

moa anon

riot anon

💳

🦚

jaye anon

dee ✉

💕 - anon who would follow dtd to ao3

🩺

shhh anon - suna hater anon from dtd

sakusa crumber 🤲 anon

🦈

🤺

🦦

anon lemon

[lotus-n-l0ve]

— 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Kenyu Yukimiya, Micheal Kaiser,Reo Mikage, more to add.........

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 = *

— 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

THEM WITH A BRATTY READER* [SMUT]

— Reo Mikage , Kenyu Yukimiya, Michael Kaiser x Female Reader

How they react when reader is being a brat.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

WHAT KIND OF DOM ARE THEY?* [SMUT]

— Blue Lock x Female Reader

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