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ISAGI IS SO RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

5:40 pm - Isagi Yoichi

You're Yoichi's first.

The first person he's ever confessed to, his first relationship, the first person he's ever loved.

It's no surprise. On Valentines day he didn't receive anything, each year he passively listens to his teammates plan out and discuss how to reciprocate on White Day, unable to relate. Whenever his classmates brought up the discussion of crushes and who'd be the best to date, his name was never brought up.

Yoichi genuinely did not care. He's not interested in pursuing romance, and would much rather prioritise and focus on the relentless journey to achieve his dream of becoming number one. In fact, he perceived the lack of dating in his life as something to be proud of, he has more time to dedicate to his objectives as an athlete.

Yet here he finds himself, holding your hand in secret, skin drenched in sweat and face dusted with pink.

17 years of being ignored by love, the streak broken by you.

It all started when coach introduced you as the new manager, he didn't think much of you at first, just someone to appreciate for their help and time.

But before he knew it "Good morning" became a silent thought of "How do you look so pretty?". "I'll see you tomorrow!" turned into Yoichi changing his route home so he could be with you for a bit longer, even if he got home a lot later. The connection of manager and athlete was rewoven into lovers, by a bashful and stuttering confession from Yoichi.

And that was the initiation of his first relationship.

It's kept secret. At least for now. Not until Yoichi's ready, the concept of a relationship has always been so foreign for him. You're patient, you understand that it's all new and overwhelming for him.

His lack of experience never took anything away from the relationship. It's adorable despite his oblivion to what love is like. Behind the image of good friends hid sweet nothings uttered while no one was watching. Manager and athlete concealed the awkward yet sweet attempts to hold your hand. This 'friendship' of yours disguised the unfathomable love and adoration you possessed for each other.

"If I could share this little kindness, even a normal day like this will become a fantastic day."

The soft rattling of the bus accompanies the music, filtering out a bit of the noise from the rest of the soccer team.

He can hear his own heart beat too.

Even after getting together, something as simple as sharing earbuds with you is enough to make him blush.

He averts his attention from watching Bachira stealing stuff from Kunigami to his right, to you. And gosh, he swears his heart skipped a beat.

You're gazing out the window, he doesn't even have a full view of your face, yet he's so enamored with he's seeing. All of it's flawless, the sinking sun in the distance, pink hues mingling with yellow; the way the sky's remaining sunlight engulfs you, highlighting your features, cloaking you with radiance.

He's yours and you're his, it's been like that for the past month yet it still feels thoroughly unreal.

His hand reaches out to you, a gentle poke followed by an equally gentle pinch. It's an act of affection he learnt from you, after you begged to touch his cheeks after commenting how soft and 'squishy' they looked. Initially, he found it confusing, but didn't mind because of your satisfied reaction.

The action makes you turn towards him, slightly confused yet curious what he was doing, and it drives him insane how you're able to make him feel this way without doing anything at all.

"Just a bit more, just a bit more." The music continues in his ear.

"Yoichi? What's wr-"

Yoichi's lips replace his fingers, softly planting a kiss on your cheek. It leaves you dumbfounded, staring at him in disbelief. He's always been so shy, even holding hands was a big deal to him. Your fingers inch closer to where he kissed. "Wow..."

"Your lips are really moist."

He's caught off guard. "Shit, sorry, is that bad?" He tries to wipe his lips with his sleeve, but your hand catches his wrist.

"No, not at all." Yoichi's embarrassed at how you're laughing at his assumption, but he barely notices it, because the way you laugh is so pretty, everything is; but something about your laughter that makes him feel weak in the knees. "I liked it." The rosy colour appearing on your cheeks give him a sense of pride, though his face was probably a bright scarlet now.

"It'll be your lips next time." It's a mumble barely loud enough for you to hear, but his embarrassment is evident as he whispers out a flustered 'oh god'.

"I'll be looking forward to it." It's so unfair how your mere existence and words can fluster him so effortlessly. "Why all of a sudden though?" It wasn't too much of a risky move since everyone else was too preoccupied with their phones or each other, but it still piqued your curiosity.

"The music was really nice. And the sky was pretty. You were as well-, I mean you always have been and are-, yeah. It seemed perfect..."

"Oh god Yoichi, you always have and always will be perfect to me." As if your sweet words weren't enough, you rest your head against his shoulder, and his face somehow manages to heat up even more. "Oh we've arrived at the station, c'mon let's get home." Yoichi's not even sure if he's brave enough to venture out in public in such a flustered state.

The two of you patiently wait for everyone to catch their respective trains, after getting off the bus.

"Bye everyone, see you at practice."

"See ya." Bachira's always been a cheerful person, but this time his grin somehow entails more joy than usual. "Congratulations Isagi, thanks for the money."

"Huh? Money?"

Before either of you can ask for clarification, Bachira jumps onto Kunigami. "Hand over 1k! We win~!"

"You all owe us. Don't even try to hide from us I have a checklist." Nagi mumbles, and half of the team groan as they pull out their wallets.

"Um, Reo? Please clarify?" The soccer team was indeed odd, but this was inexplainable.

"They bet money on whether you were dating or not." Ah.

"Did you win?"

A smug smirk appears on his face. "Of course I did, I'm not an idiot." Why would winning a bet even matter to him when his family was the richest in Japan? "Isagi using too much lip balm?"

"Honestly I couldn't imagine Isagi pulling." Kunigami comments, the silent gasp and the look on Yoichi's face is absolutely priceless.

"Oi Kunigami, c'here." Yoichi almost pounces on Kunigami, who flees immediately. "And screw you Reo." He exclaims before chasing Kunigami.

"You owe me too, Kunigamikinnikun." Chigiri calls out. "I'll see you tomorrow, hope he doesn't give you a hard time." And soon he's off to sprint after Kunigami.

Well, there goes your 'secret'.

tagging. @kiyumiya

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Bachira Meltdown

Finally, he's happy again. ❤️‍🩹😢💖

Also, this whole moment is just 😭.

Bachira Meltdown

Blue Lock, lock screen phone wallpaper. ⚽️ 😺

Clipart from official anime merchandise art drawn by kuronekodesign for RE: SHAZAM pillow merch.

Finally, he's happy again. ❤️‍🩹😢💖

Also, this whole moment is just 😭.

Blue Lock Cats by RE: SHAZAM

Blue Lock, lock screen phone wallpaper. ⚽️ 😺

Clipart from official anime merchandise art drawn by kuronekodesign for RE: SHAZAM pillow merch.

pairing: bachira meguru x fem! reader

wc: 300

warnings: pseudo-incest, fem! reader, obsessive tendencies, just filth I’m thinking about right now 😞

18+ → minors / blank blogs dni

I can’t stop thinking about sister fucker bachi and it’s causing me physical pain at this point

He’d be such a good big brother. He takes care of you, treats you so sweet. Makes sure to cook you dinner every nights and draw you hot baths. Ah, he loves the baths every night. Even though he promises to leave alone, every night he finds himself slipping in behind you. Gently washing you, cleaning your hair.

He can’t get enough of you. Your pretty skin, your gentle touch. All of it is perfect.

He’s so obsessed with you. He’s so obvious with it too. Clings to you every second he gets, wrapping his arms around your shoulders while you try to talk to your friends. Making you cling onto his arm, tits pressed so tight against him. He kisses all over her face. You always pull away when he tries to peck your lips in public, too embarrassed to let other people see. But every once and awhile he can steal one when you’re not paying attention.

His favourite was when he pecked your lips right in front of your crush. He kept his eyes locked with his, smiling into the kiss as he holds your chin in place. Not letting you pull away. That guy never talked to you again

He doesn’t care about what everybody else thinks. He wants everyone to know how much he loves you, wants everyone to see how he looks at you. How good he fucks you. Who you come begging to in the middle of the night. Who you belong to.

You’ve been together since you were little, and you’re gonna be together until they’re both dead and buried <33. He loves his baby sister so much and he wants everyone to know. He would never hide his love for someone he cares for so deeply. Someone who he’ll be with until the end.

He’s truly the ideal sister fucker, I think. <33

sleepy bachira

kinich kinich kinich kinich kinich

im so sane for himmmmmmm

guys idk whats wrong with me... i cant even do my homework without looking him up at least once(for motivation purposes hmm)

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also hot take mualani's kinda hot (insert debbie ryan hair tuck gif) like... the things i would do to be stuck between them >///< (im not okay)

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WHEN BLUE LOCK S2 COMES OUT.... im probably gonna go back into another bllk phase X3 (my sister hates that i like anime but she has to deal with it HAHA) also one time she said that both rin and isagi look like levi... she wasnt wrong im not gonna lie -_-

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so also. bachiraaaa my child X33 he's so smol(the voices) like... that one scene where he's sleeping i literally cannot he's soooo cute :]]

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aight its time to talk abt jjk bc welll... toji >//////< he's kinda... im not in a choso phase anymore hmmm maybe i should change my aesthetic??(girl what aesthetic ☠️) gojo gojo gojo gojo gojo gojo

i just ate the starbuck's bee cake cop and it looked like shit so i hc that bachira would buy one for the funsies

i was bored in class and decided to draw him instead of studying

i think it's funny that this keeps on happening

[‹ G'MORNIN' BABY! ›]

[‹ WITH ›] bachira meguru!

[‹ SUMMARY ›] bachi can't resist how cute you look in the morning!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, all chars are 18+, nipple play, somnophilia [with prev. consent], dry humping, praise, pet names [baby, pretty thing/girl]

bachi's fatigued eyes glint with something devious.

he can't deny the twitch in his cock from the sight of your nipples poking up into the shirt he let you wear to bed last night, chest rising and falling so enticingly. your previous words of 's okay if you touch me when i'm asleep, meggy' rattle around in his brain, as if it's the final push that finally drives him to slip the bottom hem of your shirt up over your tits - he just can't resist it, not when you look so pretty right in front of him.

bachira's arms envelop you closely, drawing your waist into his chest until there's no space between your bodies as his breath flits over the curve of your breasts. he peers up at you curiously, your eyebrows furrowed and eyes shut as you lie dreaming in his hold. so cute, he thinks to himself, cock poking up in his boxers eagerly.

"g'na make my pretty thing wake up feelin' good, m'kay? promise~," he whispers against your skin, lips rooting for your nipple and suckling at the perked bud with quiet, wet noises. his hands drag smoothly along your back, tongue flicking messily around your nipple as his eyes peek up at the twitch in your eyebrow. "mmph- love suckin' on you like this..."

the sleepy hum you let out makes bachi's cock feel so tight, mouth switching to attend to your untouched nipple. his hands slither along your back and your ass with more greedy want, mumbles flittering across your chest, "mm~ gonna make this one feel good for you too, myeah? can't have it all needy n' ignored..."

you shift around into consciousness under the sheets from the soft whines and wet sounds he lets out, a fatigued sigh of 'meggy?' making his breath catch and his cock twitch in his boxers. you instinctively snake your fingers into his hair, the tingles of pleasure already wracked in your tired limbs as he sucks and flicks his tongue like he's starved.

"mm, g'mornin' baby," bachira murmurs against your nipple, his thigh shifting to wrap around yours as he drags his hips languidly against your leg - the painful ache in his cock begging for friction. "feel how hard i am f'you? got me so worked up..."

pleasured hums and soft whimpers fall from your lips as he flicks his tongue and catches his teeth on your nipple, his cheeks flushed and eyes peering up at you with murky glimmers of lust. the feel of your nipple in his mouth is enough to drive his hips to rut faster up against you, cock straining in his boxers as he pants and whines onto your chest.

"hah- meg, feels so good," you mumble tiredly, hands gripping at the roots of his hair and eliciting a pretty moan from his chest. bachira isn't sure how much more he can take when you're so pliant and pretty for him, nipple budding harder in his mouth with each second that he sucks on it.

"mmph- suckin' on you makes me so horny," bachi mutters between hitched gasps, rocking his hips and grinding his cock in circles against your leg as drool smothers your tits. "g-gonna cum from it... y'want me to cum for you, pretty thing?"

"yes, yes meggy," you whine back, grinding your thigh back against him just hard enough to make him shudder. you can feel his cock twitching against you, pent up and begging for release. "wan' to see you cum for me..."

"mm~ that's right, gonna cum for my pretty girl," bachi whimpers against you, sucking and nipping at your perked bud as he gasps and ruts his hips like it's the last thing he'll ever do. "g-g'na cum, g'na cum!"

the moaned shudder he lets out is filthy, hands pawing at you desperately as he gasps and shoots ribbons of sticky white into his boxers. it takes a while until his grinding stops, lips finally popping off of your nipple with remnants of saliva smothering your skin.

with a thumb tucked behind the waistband of his boxers, he stretches it out to show you the painted mess clinging to the fabric and his skin, "look at the mess i made for you... wanna see you make a mess f'me too..."

2022 SAETOSHIS.

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