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ITS A GREAT DAY FOR ARYU, YUKIMIYA AND BAROU FANS
THEYRE GETTING A SPIN OFF NOVEL
IMRYING TEARS OF JOY, I CANT WAIT TO READ IT
♤ unKing | Barou Shouei x gn!Reader
▽ featuring: barou shouei x gn reader … no repost on any platforms © laterosal 2024 … sooo bachira and his clown antics resulting in barou and you casually kissing—and hinted in a no-blue-lock!au where barou, bachira, nagi, and reader are in the same youth team (requested!) … word count: 969
… A/N: hii mike!! i hope you’re having a good day as well, i’m just surviving school as i gotta wake up early now. (very unfortunate) but i tried your first request—something did not click because it took me a week to get down a few hundred words… so i tried with the second request and maybe it did work? hope you enjoy this one :)
📌 AO3 | requested one-shot
Shoei Barou often thought his teammates in his youth team were chaotic, but not to the point where you would even have the thought of Barou, the “king” of the field, having chased down a small bee. A small bee, taunting Barou’s every move, realizing he was backed into a corner and had to feel the wrath of Barou.
You could practically feel that fury booming from a few meters away, as you leaned against the goal post, staring amusingly at these soccer players’ shenanigans. Surely it started with Seishiro Nagi, a somewhat unmotivated yet genius soccer player who decided to join a youth team out of boredom. His famed skill was trapping: hence, the Trap-Whatever-You-Can-Championship (Part 2) commenced amongst the highly skilled soccer players of their youth team. Held in the penalty box in the soccer field, Nagi started off with balancing his cellphone on his leg, moving on with a black-inked pen on his foot. Other soccer players attempted to do the same, though only a select few were even able to find the key concepts of trapping an item. One would include Shoei Barou—his effort of perseverance unwavering as some of his fellow teammates taunted him.
Bachira Meguru, who early on into soccer figured out their skill in dribbling, decided to take up a challenge and participate in Seishiro Nagi’s challenge of trapping items. You decided to try out this skill of trapping, although you long gave up and decided to hang around the goal post.
…
It did not go as well as planned.
Bachira, his bright highlights that flowed to the rhythm of his dribbling, seemed to not take trapping a skill so seriously. Rather, he attempted to balance a soccer ball on his ankle, then kicked it into the sky and chased after it. Only without noticing Barou behind him—the king of the field wiping the sweat dripping down his face as he squeezed some water out of his water bottle, who was conveniently hanging around you.
“Oops! I guess I should have known that trapping would kill me~” Bachira’s smile widened as Barou gave the former a death glare. Bachira looked up and attempted to follow the soccer ball, knocking Barou down. Like a pair of dominos, Bachira stumbled to the nearest patches of the grass near the goal post, and Barou tumbled into you, where his lips were pressed against yours.
Silence.
The soccer ball thumped against the grass, slowly rolling towards Bachira.
Bachira raised his eyebrows and scratched his head sheepishly, already scrambling away from Barou. They all did not want to mess with Barou himself—especially when his temper would blow away the feeble from the soccer field. You stared surprisingly at Barou as he slowly stood up, a pointed glare at all his teammates watching.
“S… orry?” You murmur as Barou narrowed his eyes at his teammates.
“Stop watching and get back to doing your—” Barou cracked his neck and knuckles, his voice a low and threatening one. Bachira whistled from across the world, teasing Barou to chase him. And like a small animal chase, the king of the field scrambled onto his feet and tailed the bee, easily dodging and swerving across the field. You grinned at the sight, touching your lips gingerly as you remembered the small kiss planted on your lips, leading to the king of the field with a murderous intent chasing…
“GET THE PHONE!”
“NO, HE’S GOING TO KILL US—”
“YOU DRIBBLING BEE, DON’T DIE TO HIM—”
The teammates were howling and screeching (in case Bachira gets jumped by Barou), while Seishiro Nagi stood on the sidelines, pulling out his phone to hop onto some video games.
“Oi, Y/N, want to help me out here?” Bachira yelled out as he ran towards you.
“Don’t. You. Dare. Y/N!” Barou screeched as he went for some other teammates who began to taunt him. You decided that if you wanted to see the golden light tomorrow, perhaps it was best to sit out today.
You didn’t want to get on Barou Shouei’s bad side, did you?
“I-hm, I won’t.” You promised Barou. “Bachira, how’s it going with Barou chasing you..?”
You didn’t even get a chance to hear Bachira’s response as he tumbled onto the field, as Barou violently shook his shoulders. He later stood up, clasped his hands together and brushed off some grass on his uniform, stalking towards you.
“You don’t need to be sorry, Y/N.” Barou lowered his voice as he put his hand on your shoulder, flinging off the towel slinging from his shoulders onto his head. You frowned as you wondered why he started off the sentence with those words. “That little busy bee… I swear… Next time he pulls any of those antics again…” Sorry..? Did you ever apologize to him—
“I’ll… help you.” You gave Barou an assuring smile. “Yeah?” Barou blew a heavy sigh out and hopped out of the field.
You soon realized that you had mumbled an apology after the kiss—
Oh.
“I’m surprised that the king even acts so uh, un-kingly in front of you.” Nagi shuffled over to you, leaning against the metal poles of the goal post. “Y’know, Y/N.”
“Uh-huh? I don’t really… understand.”
“Mm, sure. He doesn’t act so strict with you, unlike me.” Nagi groaned as Barou tugged on the back of his shirt, signaling to get up for practice. If Barou had heard Nagi’s words, the king brushed it off like they did not bother him at all. Nagi snorted, before a swift click on his cellphone screen—a VICTORY screen flashing on.
Maybe he was right.
Maybe Barou did act a little… less strict in front of you.
He seemed so much of an un-kingly soccer player in front of you who seemed to listen to you.
leopard vs lion! 🦁🐆
I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them
I just love my beautiful husbands to much I just wanna commit war atrocities for them sometimes
Princess blocks the kings goal!!
“How much do you love Kunigami, Barou, Lorenzo, and Loki from bllk?”
“I love them but not in a crazy way, I love them cause they’re are fav characters!”
Also me:
Video credits: Deadjosey in yt
Manga: stalker x stalker
Look at my boyfies and their cute little frowns UGHHH 💕💕💕💕
Happy Valentine’s Day to the loves of my life, my beautiful and amazing boyfriends 💕💕💕
Prt. 1
I was inspired by hellomelody776 (twit) sister designs so here we are fdjkfj I felt bad for big sis after I made the first image so we got a pt 2 💖
MY LOVE MY LIFE MY BELOVED AUTHOR JTENFJNAKX THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
GENDER : girlboss | barou
incl. the bad boy, barou
warnings. fem reader, fluff, crack, school!au, established relationship,
an's. this one is for @chxxrybxxmb ≽ܫ≼, this was fun to write, tysm for the idea.
it was hard to talk to barou, he knew it was—he said it himself.
he wasn't friendly or cheerful like the rest if the team, he didnt have the social energy or demeanor they possessed.
people were scared of him to say the least ( not that he minded so much ) so scared in fact the only ones who would ever even talk to him besides the team was his teachers.
and you of course.
it was late afternoon and barou was just finishing up practice. you were here today ( on rare occasion ) to pick him up for dinner.
it didn't take you long to find the massive soccer field along with the massive team your boyfriend was on, he was loud as ever as he made the last goal, sealing the victory for the varsity team that seemed to playing the JV team.
"poor them, didn't even stand a chance" you shook your head. the score board read 5-0
you felt more comfortable making your way over to barou now as everybody was picking up equipment and packing up. it was a good time to snag his attention and let him know you'd be waiting in the car when he was ready.
"hey watch where you're fucking going dipshit"
it came from a JV player, whos name you didn't know, he purposely had bumped into your boyfriend as he was carrying equipment back, making sure it was hard enough to leave a bruise.
oh no
"excuse me?"
oh no this isnt good
barou didn't waste another second, immediately strutting towards the younger boy and yanking his shoulder back so now they were face to face.
"do we have a fucking problem?" barou stated agrily, cracking his knuckles together in preparation for what he was about to do.
the boy was shaking but didn't seem to want to back down, the whole fields eyes were on him now.
" i-I don't know, do we?" his voice came out cracked and shaky but he pressed on further, pumping his chest out in hopes of seeming intimidating.
it wasn't working.
no, no, no! shouei you stupid stupid man ! you could get kicked off the team for this !
you didn't waste any time, sprinting over and making your presence known to both your boyfriend and the bitter teamate.
"hit him and i will rip your balls off", barou acted shocked to see you here. he knew you were coming he just didn't think so soon.
barou's shoulders immediately untensed and he glanced over at the other players who watched in awe at how easily you were able to calm him down.
"thats what i thought, now get your stuff and get im the car, before someone really gets hurt" you said, not bothering to pay attention to the shocked faces of the team.
barou didn't say another word, but took one last glance at the other player at another last glance at you.
to the player he mouthed 'you are so lucky she's the boss of me, or you would be dead !'
and to you he said quitely "sorry love, won't happen again"
you only rolled your eyes and tracked his moving figure as he went back to the building, the other players however didn't move a muscle.
what the fuck just happened? they all thought.
you made your way to leave.
" wait a minute..."
you turned back, tilting your head to signal you were listening.
" you two are dating ??!"
from then on out it was public news that the two id you were together , although you'd been in a relationship for months now it seems more people were aware now that the egoistic and selfish soccer player had a super cool sweet girl girlfriend who he treated like everyday was her last.
like in the cafeteria
he sits alone with you and eventually people realized he makes your lunch—everyday, because you're always asking what he is making for you tomorrow.
can you believe that? barou, king barou making breakfast everyday without fail.
unimaginable
or the library
people dont spy nessacarliy but this one time, you got caught brushing his very long and lushess hair while he practicallypurred like a kitten on your lap. he regrets it with his whole heart. he ended up on the BLLK HIGH Almost Friday Page.
and on the soccer field of course
the score it 1-1, no overtime and sudden death. barou has the ball, and although he practically 10 feet out of his shooting range, he decides to take a chance.
he shoots
he scores
thr crowd goes wild.
it's not long after he's crowded by the many other players that he makes his way to you, picking you up and twirling you around in his arms, kissing your face softly while everyone was there.
pda wasn't really his thing, but he didn't really care. your support was more than deserving of his affection and he wasn't shy if the whole world could see.
I MADE BAROU A LION 🦁
This song is perfect for a barousagi angst fic where barou messes up the relationship because of his ego and stuff and failed to communicate with isagi.
I might've drawn this in like 40 minutes.... Maybe...
Doodlesszsssz
I could soooo fix barou's nose but then again,, it's gonna be a hassle,,,, maybe idk ;3
stated.
Yall we better see the barou's hair dying as an additional time
DATING BAROU SHOUEI PLEASE I BEG OF YOU 🙏🙏🙏🥺🥺🥺
Dating Barou Shouei <3
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : the goals in this relationship is immaculate
— BEAST BENEATH THE MOONLIGHT
ENTRY #003 OF SHAISUKI'S KINKTOBER 2023
FT. BAROU SHOUEI + MONSTERFUCKING
— monsterfucking is a subgenre of xeno, which refers to characters or pairings involving decidedly non-humans, including aliens and science fiction as well as supernatural creatures.
• pairing: barou shoei x chubby reader
• content warnings: werewolf! barou, breeding, mating press, creampie, cunnilingus, dubcon, knots, talks about having pups.
• a/n: this was supposed for day three and whelp. got swept up with works and here we are. reblogs and comments are much appreciated. thank you!
in a small town strange things happen during the full moon and you were the one to experience what happens under the moonlight.
the rays of moonlight illuminated the whole place. the wind colder, pricking at your skin with the gust causing goosebumps to erupt all over to your skin and a shiver following suit.
nights like this with the full moon out. villagers tend to be wary at times like this. the beast comes out tonight, the elders would say but you never believe such rumors. disposing such details as tales to scare the children for coming out at night. careful, they say when you passed a group of villagers you meet earlier. taking a shortcut to our way home and you never heed such warning and that leaves you in your current predicament.
sprawled in the forest floor, head spinning as you groan. your vision a little blurry. squinting your eyes, trying to adjust your sight in the darkness with only the moonlight your source for guidance in this forest.
stubbornness be damned at your current situation. sitting up while you checked your body for wounds. touching your head you came to a conclusion that there's a bump building up from the impact of falling and a few scratches littering your arms. it wasn't too bad. thanks for the extra fat you were carrying acting as cushion. minimizing the damage of the impact. wait. you stopped for a moment to think. what the hell happened to you?
all you can remember is a pair of red eyes glimmering in the dark looking at you and then a rustle in the nearby bushes and you blacked out.
it was pure instinct. barou was still on his senses when he attacked you. little you walking all alone in this side of the forest. a dangerous feat like you doing when someone like him lurking in the darkness. searching and hunting for a meal and yet you present yourself freely to him without a care. a meal for a king.
it's been two years since he turned. one night with the moon shining in it's full glory. he was attacked and bitten rendering him useless to fought back and then he turned. in every full moon he had to deal with the transformation and barou hates the dirt in the forest and the town that surrounds it. he had to be locked up in that basement of his own home in the first year. his parents and younger siblings were aware of it and to keep them safe he have to locked himself. to keep everyone safe especially his family. he had no control of the beast no matter how he tried to control to it.
then one night in that year during in one of his transformation, a enticing scent wafts through the cracks of his home. the scent leaving him dizzy and surprisingly calm — the pounding in his skull had stopped, the bones that snapped and cracked in the process of his transformation wasn't much painful than it was. his nose twitching — sniffing the scent that lingers in the air and what entity could produce such alluring scent that it made the beast in him to be calm and turns out it was you.
after the lashings that occured in the room. his mother had informed that you were present that night. the information made him quiver in anticipation. if you were the one who can calm him then you should be by his side. he learned to control the beast with the mere memory of your scent burning in his mind and that made him free to lurk in the forest and the rumors started. you were the stupid one not to believe in such things and look where it got you within reach for him to claim.
your eyes wide and the he can smell the arousal dripping in your tight hole. you're scared and in the same time aroused. how pathetic for a puny human like you. he's within your sight as he emerges in the darkness.
you slowly backed away from him with your palms digging in the ground. your feet kicking in slow manner while you crawled backward away from him. never seen such monstrosity in your whole life and your heart beats per mile out of fear. you thought the rumors surrounding this town wasn't true and here you are meeting the center of the rumors.
“stay still, or i will hurt you.” he warns. his gruff voice and the tone of authority in his voice seems familiar but he couldn't be? there's no way and what happened?
swallowing, you began to examine the man or rather a werewolf in front of you. standing in it's hind legs, tall and proud. his bulky build. his black fur, there's a streak of red on it and those red eyes. they're awfully familiar. someone you've known for a long time.
“shou?” you asked unsure. blinking a few times and there's the sound of scoff coming from him.
“took you long enough to recognize me.” he says.
“what happened?” dusting your palms from the dirt that clung to it and his eyes narrowed at the question.
“i got bitten.” he briefly answers.
“oh...” gulping as you stared at him and barou noticed and there's the familiar feeling creeping into him. if it was to kill and wreck havoc in his path, tonight was different. there's a tight knot in his stomach and the need to breed someone — you. he had gotten cycles of rut during his transformations and he took care of it but he don't think he can control himself when there is now you.
his pupils dilating, darkening with every intake of the air with your scent mixed into it and suddenly he's drooling. snarling that leaves you shaking in fear. his fangs baring and there's an animalistic growl rumbling through his chest and you began to panic.
“shouei?!” you try to call out to him but he doesn't seem to care about it. in a swift moment, his claws meet with your clothing and tore it apart. a squeak coming from your mouth with the movement. leaving you bare and you shiver upon the contact of cool air to your skin.
you try to wiggle out of his grasp but a snarl and his fangs baring to you, stopped you from doing so. his sharp fingers clawing through your exposed skin. it drags but not hard enough to wound you. his palms pressing in your flabby arms to pin you down while his tongue laps through the surface of your skin.
dragging his tongue effectively leaving damp marks on its wake, to your neck and to your chest. his mouth claiming a nipple to suckle. teeth biting and tongue swirling to your hardened bud. you were afraid that he was going to tear the flesh from how hard he was sucking then with a loud pop he removes himself from it. his attention now to your soft stomach. his tongue lavishing it with such attention, leaving nips and there's a wet patch glistening while his tongue made a path on its wake.
he can smell you. his snout nuzzling at your clothed pussy. even in the barrier created by the cloth. he can feel how warm it was. your slick dampening your panties and fuck, he awaits for a feast. he rips your undergarments and he can feel you shiver from it.
parting your legs, gaining access to your dripping cunt and fuck this is what he imagined. your fat pussy dripping with slick. inviting him to take a lick and licking it wouldn't satisfy him. he intends to feast on your heat.
“s-shou!” you choked out his name. his long flattened tongue taking a swipe over to your perineum and above to your hole and then to your clit. the coarse texture of his wet muscle adding sensitivity to your already soaked folds.
barou growls at your taste. your sweet juice dripping out from your aching hole and he laps it with such vigor like he's a man derived of water for a long time and this only salvation is the sweet nectar coming from your hole.
at this state he was catching the slick falling out of your heat. kissing your pussy like a man to his lover. full of want and need. his large palms skimming through the expanse of your thighs mindful not to cut his sharp claws but it leaves rather impossible from you attempting to get away from his tongue. leaving him no choice but to wrap his arms around your luscious thighs.
back arching and lowering your body to him — constantly switching in position. the desire and wanting to stay away from him yet going back to his tongue flicking your labia and sucking your clit. you can feel his sharp canine teeth teasingly biting your clit. tongue wriggling inside your hole, slick gushing out continuously like waterfalls which he gladly devours.
your toes curling and legs tense from how eager he is from eating your pussy out. abdomen tight with the impending build up of your orgasm like a newly lighted wick of a dynamite close to exploding. his snout tickling your mound with it's cold surface.
“i—m, c—close, shou— going to cum” you gasped out, taking gulps of air for you to breath.
the beast between your legs growls. knowing well you're close to release. he can smell it. feel it. your walls contracting and spasming.
his tongue swipes your clit in a brutal pace and with a sharp suck to your swollen clit. you came. forcing a loud moan to escape from your lips. grinding your pussy to his mouth while the creamy liquid from your orgasm came rolling like droplets.
panting from your intense orgasm. you thighs tremble as it squished in the man's head. there's an obscene sound of him slurping your juices. you can't help but to hiss. pulling his hair to stop him but he continued nonetheless.
looking down below, your dark orbs meeting his own dark red eyes. staring back at you with such intensity leaving you to feel so small in front of him. his mouth still moving not leaving a drop of your juices. a string of saliva or drool or whatever mix it was — still attached to your cunt and to his mouth.
“i just ate you out and you're already ruined for me.” he says wiping the drool in his mouth.
“what's gotten into you?” you managed to rasp out from your orgasm and you still can't believe being given head in the middle of the forest.
he didn't utter any word. there's only a rampant growl brewing inside him ready to burst any given moment. he hovers above you. his large body covering your softer body. this is barou — in his werewolf form. it didn't much made any difference in his human form. hulking and commanding everyone from him. selfish and territorial he was. being turned into a werewolf just intensified those features of him. unwavering and dominating in every single way. eyeing his form above you.
barou's muscular. his muscles bulging. veins popping decorating his arms like swords of lightning. you can swear there's a vein popping in his forehead.
large palms skims in the back of your legs and it runs down to the back of your thighs before lifting it up. you let out a squeak when he lifts them up before pressing to your chest. folding you in half. your rolls squishing as it was met with barou's force.
there's an animalistic growl coming from him. his bulbous tip protruding at your entrance. your hole already squeezing at his tip from how wide it was. he's huge. incredibly huge. his tip a dark shade of red. angry red that drips with pre-cum and the length and the girth. it would be a pain for you take it. a vein protruding from the base to it's shaft. standing proud and tall.
slowly inching — length by length burying his girth inside you and barou growls. his blood red eyes turning dark than it already was and the vein in his forehead almost popping at the intensity. you let out a sharp gasp when in one swift movement he buried himself deep inside you.
there's a burning sensation in your walls. his cock heavy and snug inside you and you can't help but to let your tears flow from your eyes. he buried his muzzle in your neck. inhaling your scent while the tapered tip of his tongue draw pattern in your skin. trying to ease the sensation of being stretched out by his huge cock.
your cunt clenching to him tightly and even in his brute nature he waited for you to adjust. you were everything he imagined and fuck did you feel so good around him. his bulging knot resting at your entrance.
“oh fuck—” he curses out, a bit muffled. “i knew you could take me.” before pulling out and bottoming against to you. “going to breed this pussy. fill you up with my pups.”
the push and pull of his cock getting more prominent. he puts his hands in the back of your head and your hands finding refugee in his arms holding for your dear life. your thighs and legs burning from the position but you endured it. aware that you can't escape barou's hulking form — half of weight into you.
he never left your sight. his eyes wide with the intent to fuck your brains out. his hips beginning to slap into yours in a faster pace. the sounds getting loud — echoing in the ground of the forest and if there's anyone nearby you two would be mistaken as animals in heat and barou fucks you like he means it.
the drag of his heavy cock melding into your velvety walls added by the vein that cascades to his length. you couldn't help but to clench around him like you weren't being split in half by his pulsing cock.
your moans and whimpers along with his snarls and growls being in sync. he fucks you so hard that you fear he'll crush your skull from how brutal he was pounding into you.
you abandoned the thought. trusting the man wholeheartedly that he wouldn't harm you with the exception from the roughness you were taking from his fucking.
his snout or rather mouth went to take a dip into yours. although, he can't fully kiss you. his tongue made the work. slithering into your mouth, occasionally swiping the corners of your mouth. his drool mixing with your spit and saliva creating a smooching sound. it almost made you cry that barou could be this gentle minus the rough fucking you were taking.
your body quivering and jiggling. the flabs of your arm and the suppleness of your thighs rippling from the impact of his thrusts.
you came before you knew it. creaming around his cock when he pushes his knot inside you. the added length hitting your g-spot with his tip and you were drowned in the pleasure of it.
if didn't take long before spilling his hot, thick cum inside you. spurts after spurts. his knot added by your tight hold of his cock — he couldn't stop cumming. ensuring the chances of fertility to your womb with his future pups.
it is all coincidence — really. when he sensed you walking alone in the area and his instincts taking over — purely from his rut — took you.
his musky scent and your heady scent lingers in the air. he sniffs from it, making sure to burn in his memory. his first rut with you. his cock couldn't stop from pumping your full of his load deep inside you. his balls tight from it.
satisfaction and proud of what he had done. he slowly pulled out. his warm cum following suit and he frowns. what a waste. he eyes you down. you were still reeling from the haze of your orgasm and he can't help but to be enraptured and drawn to your plush form and of course to you. cheesy as it may sound you were destined to be his.
you were perfect for him. fitting for a king.
barou scoops your sleeping form before going back home to clean himself and you.
too tired to move and when sleep calls for you — the last you see is a pair of red eyes looking at you and you smiled when darkness engulfs you in his arms.
when you wake up, the ache between your legs is the first thing you noticed. removing the blanket. you were dressed in a white shirt that is a little bit tight on you and black shorts that obviously wasn't yours. you can see the bruises blooming all over your legs and in your thighs. he really had gone wild to you.
a thud coming from the coffee cup being placed in front of you. unlike barou's werewolf form where his coal colored fur bristles, his hair was down. fresh from the shower you think. he sits in front of you. giving you only the intense look he always had.
memories came flooding to you. placing your palm in your stomach. you remember how he ravished you with the intent of getting you rounder for his pups.
“you've bred me?” you ask softly to him.
“i did. made sure you're full of my cum. i'm waiting for the results.” he said gruffly.
“are you sure it will take?”
“it will. if it didn't — i'm going to ravage you again until you get pregnant with my pups.” patting your thighs littered with bruises. your face warming from his declaration. he sure did made a number on you.
“don't let your pretty head worry. i'll take care of you and our pups.” pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead before nuzzling to the spot in your neck where he bit you.
you nod and you can't help but to think than it only happened last night where the moon in it's full glory had led you to this kind of fate to the man who just claimed you last night. strange things do happen when there's moonlight shining all over the place.
Can you do (separate scenarios of course <3)Bachira, Nagi, Chigiri, and whoever else you’d like to add in a scenario where their chubby and soft girlfriend tries her hardest not to be insecure about her body but the insecurity really sneaks up on her a lot? So like, when the bfs find out, not only do they comfort her, but they show her just how much they love and adore her body if you catch my drift <3 Thank you so much!!
ENDLESS ADORATION
ft. bachira meguru, nagi seishiro, chigiri hyoma, barou shoei
content warnings ─── body insecurities, self-loathing, body dysphoria, smut, mean barou, implied fingering, degradation.
notes. i'm so sorry it took so long nonnie. it wasn't deleted or anything but i hope you like it, nonnie. thank you for requesting!
ᝰ synopsis .ᐟ don't ever let them catch you being insecure about your body, they had plenty of ways to show you how much they adore your body and you.
BACHIRA MEGURU
“you could be so mean to me, baby.” he whispers. his hands roaming all over to the expanse of your soft body. his bright yellow eyes glowing more than ever at its reflection in the mirror.
he got you trapped from his grip. his arms snaking to your soft middle while his jaw rests on your shoulder. caught in the middle of you criticizing yourself and bachira wouldn't allow that. “how selfish.” he mutters. his teeth grazing at the shell of your ear and it sends the slightest of tremors throughout your body.
you can't help but to tear up a bit. “h—how am i selfish, megu?” you stammer. avoiding your reflection at the large mirror in front of you. you don't want to see yourself nor catch him staring at you with those round eyes of his. so full of life, enthusiasm. confidence. a thing that you will never attain.
“you're selfish for hating, keeping this body that is mine. who gave you that idea, hmm? it's not your place to judge this body that i dearly love and its owner.” he hums, chuckling that it reverberates to your skin and to your aching core. his palm gliding through your stomach lifting the pesky clothing to reveal the stomach that's far from being leaned nor toned. it is round, the excess fat protruding giving you the impression of a pouch but bachira could careless about it. his fingers sinking to the soft flesh, like paws of cat kneading and pressing the fleshiness of your skin.
“what if this cute stomach of yours is flat? i couldn't hold it. what i am going to do with my hands...” he mutters, pinching your stomach then his fingers glides through the skin of your thighs. “this thighs of yours, how is it going to crush me if this isn't that thick, warm me even. so selfish.” prying your thighs open and his hand settles to the mound between them. slender and nimble fingers brushing through your panties. rubbing your slit and a huge grin plastered in his face when the wetness of your fat pussy began to drench your panties.
“don't be mean to this body of mine, baby. perhaps i'll show you what i'm capable of to make those silly ideas forming in your head disappear.” he says, pressing a chaste kiss to your round cheek.
“i hope you can take me cause i ain't stopping.” bachira's eyes glowing more than ever and you know what it means when he get this riled up. his grin wider and you braced yourself. you know it all too well and you accepted it.
those thoughts of yours wouldn't be visiting you anytime soon after bachira had fucked you into oblivion.
NAGI SEISHIRO
nagi isn't insecure.
the word is foreign to him and the feeling of it. he's lazy, unmotivated and such unwanted thoughts isn't welcome and worth worrying over. why would he bother with such thing when in the first he didn't care. that's what he thought until he met you.
his soft, chubby girlfriend who had been nothing but loving and supporting to him. nagi didn't quite the gist when he caught you staring at yourself in the mirror with a frown in your lips. he only looks at you briefly before going back to his console. paying it no mind since when did nagi felt of being insecure.
then it began to affect him and yours. mostly yours. when you began to push his affections.
“seishiro, not now please.” your voice coming in a low whisper. gently pushing your white haired boyfriend in his head. shifting into more of a comfortable position in your bed. nagi groans, lips curling into a frown. a rare occurrence of him. he doesn't get upset since he don't like giving things the benefit of his time when he can give it to something more important.
he doesn't stop though. his huge build hovering above yours before putting his whole weight to yours. “sei!” you scolded him but nagi didn't listen burying his face in to your neck. nuzzling like a cat, he's almost purring from it.
he shakes his head. interlocking his fingers with yours. placing it beside yours and you were left powerless against your boyfriend's overwhelming strength. his lips finding refuge in your neck, tongue moving to lick the soft spot of your neck.
this isn't nagi who would make an effort to go down in you. well, at times when he's feeling it. the need to show you how much he loves you.
“pretty.” he murmurs. his hand now holding your thigh even though his large palm engulfs the majority of your thigh it wasn't enough to cover how big it was. placing it beside his torso grind his bulge to your cunt. “i always need you, want you.” he says. pressing a sloppy, lazy kiss to your lips.
nagi isn't good at words but he's willing to try for his soft, chubby girlfriend. it would be troublesome if he can't get his girl out of those thoughts of hers.
CHIGIRI HYOMA
chigiri's blessed with his looks that every people that within his eyesight cranes their neck to marvel at his looks. it didn't matter that he was rather feminine than other girls and he gets teased a lot by the guys around him. he just take after his mother.
there's no time to feel inadequate at things let alone how he perceive himself. he couldn't remember when the last time he felt insecure or been really insecure about himself and then he fell in love with you or it is that how being in love is. he have you and he was contented at that and being with you. he has to fight the battles that dwells inside you and chigiri isn't good at it. comforting another human being even it is his significant other.
so he tries. sees your eyes brimming with tears whenever he calls you pretty and he's confused.
“i'm not chigiri! look at you, you're beautiful and i'm not, you're lying.” he was taken aback at your outburst at him but he is quick to wipe your tears away while he whispers the very words that comforts you.
his sweet, crybaby.
“so, i am but you will always be my pretty baby.” brushing the loose strands of his reddish pink hair to see you better. he kisses you desperately like you were the air to fill his lungs to breathe again and you both stared at each other. he smirks when he sees you're already in a daze. mind spinning and only you can think is him.
his nimble fingers working through the garment of your panties. toying with hem before pulling at it downward to show that pretty pussy he's deprived of.
so he pumps his finger full in in your sopping hole. watch as it drips with slick coating his fingers. hear that delicious squelch while he stretches you. his ego inflating the more he hears you moan, call his name in the same breathy way that got you begging from him. all your insecurities dissipating like bubbles from the way his fingers stretches you out. he could do this forever.
wait until he fucks you dumb. you will forget those stupid insecurities along with your name.
BAROU SHOEI
barou doesn't play nice nor comfort you with those silly, sweet words that one needs to hear when in a struggle of battling with themselves. he simply doesn't need to play nice and comfort you and what only to question it again.
his actions says otherwise. he got you on all fours, your ass raised in a position you never knew you could. his hands gripping your round stomach so tight while he pounds you from the back. it is relentless. the groans and the moans mixing with one another while you hold tightly in his muscular arms his other hand cupping your jaw. forcing you to look in the mirror.
“you are nothing but my cocksleeve.” he says in between grunts. his red eyes glimmering, peering at his girlfriend who is currently sobbing, moaning like a broken record while tears streamed down at her round face. you whimper at what he just called you.
“you are. there's no denial in that. look at you, crying a baby and yet your pussy squeezing me like a whore.” the words stung and he spoke it the way he means it and barou isn't known to lie. his tongue made of barbed wires that is meant to hurt, talk about how awful everyone and you believed it that you are his own for him to use. your cries a little louder and thick droplets of your tears falling from your eyes.
it's funny how his words hurt you and it works like magic forgetting your earlier dilemma of hating yourself, of hating the body you live with.
you let him. bruise your body with his thrusts, with his touch. if this is the only way to forget everything so be it.
and so he did. he breathes in your cheek. growling at the way your cunt clenches tightly around him. you did feel so good to him. he cups your jaw harder, squishing it with much strength that you can't speak. your body reeling in sensitivity that you failed to notice how he pays attention to your soft bits. particularly to the parts where it leaves you frowning and he loves every part of you.
that's why he gives them the love, the care that you will never bother to give but available to scrutinize and he's filling out that so one day, you'll stop looking at them that they've wronged you and barou isn't the one to get mushy. he is still the hotheaded, competitive, bulky man that would not admit he loves you but his actions tells another story.
with the tight squeeze of your cunt around him, he finally reaches his high. yours and his orgasm hurling at you both that he can't help but to bite your shoulder and you — only a broken moan that music to his ears.
if this is the only way to shut you up and comfort, he'll do it over and over again until you can't speak no more and your eyes are brimmed with tears.
bllk boys react to fem!reader kissing them, then running away. (Mainly I want itoshi rin reaction)
Ty!
❝𝗖𝗛𝗨~! ❞
featuring blue lock boys
content warnings suggestive themes
synopsis kiss them and run away. hope you're fast enough to outrun them.
ISAGI is frozen upon the initial contact of your lips to his own. blush dusting in his cheeks at the sudden gesture and when gets out of his stupor he's quick to pull your hand. catching and linking it to his own before pulling you to kiss you back.
BACHIRA shuts up for second before grinning at the sudden initiation of affection coming from you. cheeky bastard. pretending to be dumbfounded and only to return the kiss thrice the passion as you did it.
KUNIGAMI is surprised. he likes it and so before you can turn around to run, your soft back is pressed against his muscular chest. planting a kiss in your nape before murmuring an i love you in your skin and burying his face in your neck.
CHIGIRI watched as your giggles dying down as you run away from him. a smile in his lips at the move you pulled in him. the taste of your lips lingering in his and he's thinking about ways he could get his revenge on you.
GAGAMARU only blinks in robotic. like a artificial intelligence processing the information that they are given and when he realizes what you just did, a ghost of smile is painted in his face. nonchalantly acting like nothing happened but deep inside it warmed him.
BAROU takes on it seriously. how dare you kiss him out of the blue. it almost breaks out his usual composure and when you're poised to run away from him, he didn't gave you a chance to run. keeping you in a tight grip. scowling at you and grabbing your soft jaws in his palm. although his energy eludes being annoyed, it contradicts on what he did to you. pulling you in a bruising kiss and scolding you in a manner that if you pulled a stunt like that again, you would be getting more than a kiss from him.
RIN falters a bit at the sudden smooch and then you running away. long he welcomed the affection and you running away from him confuses him a bit and so he follows you and returns the favor by doing the same after ensuring that everything was okay and finding that it was your only way to just caught him off guard.
SAE sees it coming and only moves his head to angle where you will be kissing him. you were surprised than he is and kisses you twice the passion and breaks the kiss softly just to admire your flustered expression or rather the satisfaction he was feeling that he had beaten you in your own game.
SHIDOU breaks out into a large grin after the kiss you did and he's sprinting to your direction where you ran off and freaky he is, you didn't just get a kiss from him. saying that you need to take it. his payback for riling him up.
NAGI only let a soft hum when you kissed him out of the blue. leaving him blinking in confusion and shrugs at what just happened. cold mf.
REO smiles. a smile that a prince does. charming and can attract a swarm of women in the area but it's from the kiss his princess did to him and he's following you and spinning you in a manner that leaves you breathless. your back pressed against his chest while bestowing a chaste kiss to your round cheeks.
NIKO blushes. it's not visible as he stand there from the gesture. a shy little schoolboy is what you've turned him and only if you knew what he was feeling. falling in love with you deeper like the main character in a shoujo manga.
OLIVER wolfishly grins. licking his lips and he's like a predator prepared to pounce at their prey and he sees a chubby bunny hopping away and the chase begins. he caught you and he simply devours you.
KAISER just chuckles at your attempt in surprising him. he's not surprised like almost men at his age but he appreciates it a bit. your antics no stranger to him and he finds it amusing.
NESS stutters a bit of what just happened. shock and leaning on the side of surprised and like magic you never failed to make him happy.
NOEL is calm and unblinking yet a little taken aback of your sudden departure. weren't you supposed to tell him you love him like you always do. maybe it's different than this time. it doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate it.
EGO's unfazed about it. he knows you and you always pull your stupid shenanigans on him and who is he to judge for that. you're his wife and it won't hurt to be kissed out of blue even he knows it.