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BLUE LOCK BOYS x f!reader
contents. threesomes, dacryphilia, overstimulation, handjob, pussy-eating
ft. bachira, isagi, ness, kaiser, sae, shidou
BACHIRA when isagi accidentally walks in
with bachira’s back towards the door, he wasn’t able to sense his best friend nearing the entrance. he was too focussed on pinning you down beneath him, interlocking your fingers with his as he pounded into your sloppy cunt to notice the door casually being opened. when you kept shooting flustered glances over bachira’s shoulder, that’s when he finally realised that your eyes were on someone else. and although he was extremely hurt at first, all of his worries washed away when he realised that it was just his friend, isagi— standing there, frozen, his face flushing as his pants got tighter. bachira trusted isagi with his whole life, so of course he would have been okay for isagi to join in on the fun.
bachira now had you sat upon his lap while he leaned against the fluffy pillows of the bed, gently shifting your hips up and down so he could still press his cock further into your pussy. knelt in front of you was isagi, trying to keep his composure while you gave him a hand job, one of his palms shielding his blushing face. his knees were shaking a little against the covers, but he remained high on his knees, even hitching his shirt up a little to reveal his tensed abs, also giving you more room to jerk him off.
“you can look at her if you want, isagi.” bachira smirks as he rests his cheek against the crook of your neck, his eyes gazing up at his best friend. he noticed how isagi seemed to either look over at the wall or down at your hands, but never your face. “she’s really helping you out! the least you can do is look her in the eye.”
NESS letting kaiser have fun with his gf
you were lying against the pillows of the bed, your legs spread wide with kaiser’s face between them as ness sat by your side and ran his fingers gently through your hair. kaiser had made constant advancements towards you behind ness’ back, thinking that if he knew, he’d be judged to shreds. however, he was pleased to hear that ness wasn’t only accepting of kaiser’s behaviour, but also more than willing to allow him to please you. he was practically begging kaiser to sleep with you, not wanting kaiser to dislike him in any way— and if sharing you prevented that, he was more than happy to oblige.
you let out whimpery moans as kaiser’s wet tongue licked another line up between the folds of your pussy before dipping back between them and working shamelessly at your clit. your heart was thumping faster as you squeezed your eyes shut, the only thing keeping you from letting out even louder moans was ness’s comforting hands, which moved to cup the side of your face as he looked at you lovingly.
“she’s so pretty when she moans.” ness smiled blissfully before turning his head to watch ness at work, his eyes sparkling with amazement. “there really is nothing you can’t do! you’re so talented, my girlfriend looks so satisfied!” he gushed before placing a kiss on the side of your neck beneath your jaw, grinning against your skin. “tell him how good you feel, darling. kaiser’s doing a great job, isn’t he?” ness whispered darkly into your ear.
SHIDOU showing sae how it’s done
you were sexually frustrated, shidou could see that. you never usually got a chance to have sex with your boyfriend, sae, and even when you did, it was always missionary. i mean, you always finished in the end, but there was no imagination. that’s why when shidou overheard you complaining to sae about not being experimental enough in the bedroom, he immediately butted in and insisted he show sae how to make you literally shake with pleasure.
that’s how you ended up with your arms tied to the post of sae’s bed, your legs being forced open by shidou as he pumped his cock into you while holding a vibrator up to your clit. your eyes were swelling with tears as you felt your entire body tense up, the only gentle feeling you could sense coming from your boyfriend’s warm touch as he held his palm against your cheek. “she’s actually crying, you’ve outdone yourself,” sae uttered coldly as his thumb drew over your skip to wipe the tears from the corner of your eyes.
“instead of just caressing her face, why don’t you be a dear ‘n hold her legs open instead? she’s tryin’ go close them, see?” shidou chuckled darkly, to which sae rolled his eyes before positioning himself to force your legs even further apart. shidou couldn’t help but be amused as he looked between you and your boyfriend. “don’t sass me, darling,” he grinned at sae, “you should take notes. your girlfriend’s clearly enjoyin’ it.”
"I'm not upset."
The worn linoleum floor squeaked under sneakers as the students navigated the labyrinth of lockers lining the hallway. The faint smell of floor cleaner mingled with the familiar aroma of adolescent sweat and cafeteria food. Fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, casting a harsh glare on the polished surfaces and the occasional scuff mark that told tales of hurried footsteps.
Students bustled around, their voices merging into a cacophony of laughter, gossip, and the occasional shout. The walls were plastered with colorful posters announcing upcoming dances, club meetings, and sports events, each one a vibrant testament to the lively spirit of the school.
Isagi squeezed past the hurried students so he could get to the cafeteria. Lunch had started not too long ago but he was held up by the teacher for his far from great Science grade. No matter what the teacher tried, the boy seemed set on making a subpar grade. He honestly couldn't be bothered to get anything better in the subject because he already came to terms with the fact that he was pretty terrible at it. At least he knew he wasn't destined to find the cure for cancer.
He soon made it to the cafeteria and grabbed his lunch tray. His mother always offered to make him lunch but his always politely declined and settled for cafeteria food. Well that and whatever you'd bring him. That's right. Where were you? He started scanning the room as best as he could as he grabbed a bottled water and left the servers.
He walked around for a bit before coming to terms with the fact that you weren't in the cafeteria. Great. Now he'd have to go searching for you. He took the bottled water and the wrapped sandwich and ditched the lunchtray on a random empty table before leaving the Cafe. Maybe you were in the regular spot.
He exited the building and walked around till he was at the back of the school's main building. There were a couple students there, nothing compared to how many were inside. He looked around for a bit before he spotted you chatting with one of your other friends, causing him to smile a bit before approaching.
"(n/n)! Couldn't you tell me you'd be back here?" he greeted with a smile. You turned and waved at him. "I did tell you that, you just didn't listen to me." you replied before turning back to your friend to continue chatting. He sat on the grass near you and leaned his back against yours before he finally began eating.
It was nice. The soft grass against his fingers and the light breeze brushing through his hair. It was comforting. What wasn't, however, was the fact that you just didn't seem to want to stop talking to your friend or even include Isagi in the conversation. That was definitely making him tick a bit but he tried to ignore it.
Isagi had fully come to realization over the past month that he had feelings for you. Which feelings specifically were difficult to pinpoint exactly. And these feelings of his just couldn't accept the idea of you ignoring him. To be frank, he hated it when anyone ignored him and that feeling only intensified when it came to you.
The bell rang to end lunch and you were still yapping your face off to your other friend. Talk about annoying. Isagi got up from his seated position and dusted off his uniform. You turned to him and stuck out your hand for him to help you up which caused him to roll his eyes. "Oh, now you wanna acknowledge me." he huffed before pulling you up. You cleaned off your skirt before making eye contact with him. "What are you talking about, Ichi?" You asked with a quirked brow. "Nothing. Let's just head to class." he spoke as he grabbed your backpack and started walking.
You both shared the last classes together so you were able to notice his pouty little expression. Honestly, you thought it was cute but decided to leave it be for the rest of the school day.
Hours passed by and school was over. The students filtered out of the building in record time. Both Isagi and (y/n) left the compound together except somebody was pressed. "Ichi, what's wrong?" you asked as you both walked. "Nothings wrong." he spoke as he looked up at the sky. He was never a good liar. "You're a terrible liar you know. You're clearly upset." you battered as you fanned him off. "I'm not upset." he spoke lowly as he frowned a bit. "Right, and that's why you're pouting." you retorted earning a scoff from the grumpy boy.
The sun was scorching down on you both and you guys were sweating. "Let's take a break." he suggested as he sat on a bench just under a mostly shady tree. You down next to him and pulled out your hand fan from your bag before switching it on. "So, you wanna tell me why your not upset?" you asked sarcastically. "I am not!" he huffed again making you laugh. "Sure you big baby." you teased.
A few moments of silence passed before he leaned his head down to rest on your shoulder. "You were ignoring me earlier." he mumbled, knowing that sooner or later he'd tell you. "When?" you asked as you angled the small fan at him a little. "During lunch, when you were talking with your other friend." he frowned a bit again as he spoke the latter part of his sentence.
"Jealous?" You teased earning an elbow to your side and causing laughter to erupt. He loved that sound your carefree laughter. He didn't care how weird or irregular your laugh was, he loved hearing it because you left you. "Okay, okay. Maybe that was a bit harsh." you spoke with a smile. "I'm sorry for ignoring you. I know how much of an attention whore you are." you giggled a bit before he pinched your arm. "I should unfriend you for the way you treat me you know?" he replied with a amused smirk forming. "Oh please, Ichi. Who's gonna talk to you then?" you spoke with a smug expression.
kinktober masterlist - mika
author's note! - Hello everyone! Thanks for checking out my Kinktober posts for this year. I haven't posted for kinktober in a minute so I'm trying to ease myself back into it. Please feel free to make requests and I'll get to them after I'm done with these! Collabing with @dulzuraaii for the design of the fics! Thanks for you help and support!
content warnings - Only male x female pairings. Most are recommended that 18+ to read.
WEEK 1
༊*·˚ oct. 1st - dacryphilia w/ tsukki, mikey, sukuna
༊*·˚ oct. 3rd - power play w/ gojo, wakasa, sae
༊*·˚ oct. 5th - virginity loss w/ isagi, kuroo, nanami
WEEK 2
༊*·˚ oct. 7th - somnophilia w/ geto, rindou, bachira
༊*·˚ oct. 9th - thigh riding w/ toji, oliver, iwaizumi
༊*·˚ oct. 11th - praise w/ wakasa, atsumu, sukuna
WEEK 3
༊*·˚ oct. 13th - edging w/ ran, nagi, suna
༊*·˚ oct. 15th - orgasm control w/ sanzu, sae, atsumu
༊*·˚ oct. 17th - oral w/ gojo, mikey, nagi
༊*·˚ oct. 19th - ddlg w/ ran, tsukki, wakasa
WEEK 4
༊*·˚ oct. 21st - public sex w/ toji, rindou, bachira
༊*·˚ oct. 23rd - aphrodisiac w/ geto, nagi, suna
༊*·˚ oct. 25th - age gap w/ ran, kuroo, nanami
WEEK 5
༊*·˚ oct. 27th - cockwarming w/ kuroo, isagi, mikey
༊*·˚ oct. 29th - favorite positions w/ all characters
༊*·˚ oct. 31st - nagi special!
october 5th - virginity loss w/ kuroo, isagi, nanami
content warnings - virginity loss, swearing, fingering, edging, slight orgasm denial, praise, intercourse?
MDNI!
tetsuro kuroo
Kuroo slouched against the wall, his biology textbook open but his eyes glazed over. He absentmindedly flipped through the pages, clearly more interested in the clock on the wall than the material. His hand, however, moved all but lethargic.
You weren't paying attention before and kept zoning out, so he found a way to force your focus on him; by pumping his fingers into your cunt, yet keeping you from rolling over the edge. Truth was, Kuroo could tell just by the way you acted that you were a virgin, so any little stroke or touch would almost be too much for you. He had you sit on the desk with spread legs while he tortured you.
“Okay, so mitosis. You know that, right?” He flipped to a colorful diagram in the book and pointed with his freehand.
“It’s, uh, how a cell divides.” you barely managed to say while his thumbs lazily prodded at your bud of nerves.
He pointed to a diagram with a half-hearted gesture. “This is prophase. Basically, the chromatin condenses into chromosomes, and the nuclear envelope starts to break down. Got that?”
You nodded, trying to keep up, but also feeling that knot in your stomach building up again. Kuroo barely glanced up from the book but could feel how tightly you were squeezing him. So he paused his movements and kept reading, causing you to whine.
“Then there’s metaphase, where the chromosomes line up at the cell's equator. It’s like they’re getting ready for a race, but honestly, who cares?” he took the opportunity to look up at you with mock disappointment at your earlier distracted state.
Kuroo let out a small sigh before he began pumping his fingers again, flipping the page with little enthusiasm. “After that, you have anaphase. The sister chromatids get pulled apart. You know, like a tug-of-war that nobody really wants to play.”
He could feel you grinding your hips against his hand but kept reading. “Then there’s telophase. The chromosomes de-condense, and the nuclear envelope forms again. It’s kind of like tidying up after a party, but without the fun.”
Kuroo glanced at the you again, his expression a mix of boredom and mild curiosity as mentally captured your face. “What's the final stage, little miss airy?” he challenged you to answer as he could see your face contorting again.
“Um. Uh- Cytokinesis?” you barely remembered him brabbering on about it the first time.
“Very good.” He smirked as he finally let you cum.
yoichi isagi
The door creaked ominously as he pushed it open, revealing a dimly lit room that felt heavy with tension. Shadows danced along the walls, their flickering forms mirroring the uncertainty swirling in his mind. You sat up on the bed, your heart racing, aware of the familiar dynamic but sensing the weight of this moment. Today felt different; an unspoken significance lingered in the air.
As he stepped inside, the door clicked shut behind him, sealing off the world outside. You could practically taste his nervousness, a palpable energy that hung between you like fog. His hands fidgeted at his sides, and each tentative step he took echoed. He paused, caught between desire and doubt, as the gravity of the moment pressed down on both of you. It was a crossroads, a threshold to something new, and the air crackled with anticipation.
He wasn't about to concede to his anxiety as he had down many times before. Today was the day.
“You sure you’re ready, Isagi?” Your voice was low and sultry, wrapping around him like velvet as you swung your legs off the bed. The soft rustle of sheets filled the air, mingling with the faint scent of anticipation that permeated the room. You recalled the conversation you both shared earlier, a mix of playful teasing and earnest vulnerability about his desire to finally lose his virginity.
He gulped hard, the sound echoing in the stillness, before taking another hesitant step forward. “I… I’m sure,” he replied, his voice barely a whisper, trembling like the flickering candlelight. His breath hitched in his throat as you approached, the warmth radiating from your body creating an intoxicating haze around him. The air buzzed with electricity, and the faint thump of his heartbeat echoed in your ears, a rhythm that mirrored the growing intensity of the moment. You reached out and placed a delicate hand on his shoulder.
“I’ll be gentle with you, ‘ichi,” you murmured, your voice soft and soothing as your hands glided over his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips. You let your touch trail delicately up his neck, feeling the subtle tension in his muscles beneath your palm. The heat radiating from him sent a thrill through you, amplifying the intimacy of the moment.
“Just trust me, okay?” you continued, locking your gaze onto his, your eyes steady and reassuring. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of you suspended in this charged space. His breath quickened slightly, and you could see the vulnerability in his expression, a mix of anticipation and trepidation. He nodded, a small movement filled with unspoken trust, and in that moment, you felt the weight of his surrender.
kento nanami
"Just relax, darling," Nanami whispered softly into your ear, his breath warm and gentle against your skin. The way he spoke sent a shiver down your spine, a soothing balm against the tension that coiled within you. His voice was low and melodic, wrapping around you like a comforting embrace.
You could feel the heat radiating from his body, the subtle rise and fall of his chest brushing against yours. Despite the softness of his words, you were acutely aware of how tightly you were holding onto him, your muscles taut and rigid. The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing around you, creating an intimate cocoon that felt both safe and electric.
“You're doing so well for me already,” he continued, his voice a gentle caress that urged you to let go. The scent of him—warm musk mixed with a hint of fragrant citrus—filled your senses, grounding you even as your heart raced.
With each breath he took, you felt his warmth seep deeper into your being, coaxing you to melt against him. He placed a hand on your back, his touch firm yet tender, guiding you to ease the tension that gripped you so fiercely. The way his fingers lingered sent electric tingles through your skin, igniting every nerve ending and urging you to open up.
"Just breathe," he murmured, the cadence of his voice like a rhythmic lullaby. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of you suspended in this moment, where nothing else mattered but the connection between your bodies and the quiet intimacy of his urging whispers. Once you finally stopped clenching so hard, he was able to pull out again and slowly re-enter. “There we go.” He kissed your jaw gently. “You're doing a good job.”
BF TEXTS W/ THE BLUE LOCK BOYS
ft. kaiser, nagi, isagi, sae, rin, and reo
warnings: suicide jokes (sae and kaiser), jokes about violence (isagi), reader being an instigator (isagi), kaiser backstory spoilers
kaiser, nagi, isagi
sae, rin, reo
GET THEM A PR MANAGER isagi + bachira
late night giggle sesh abt isagi having free will over a twitter account ft. logan paul
NEL ISAGI ⚽️ @isagiyoichi_jpn • 8 hrs
thank you all for the support on tonight's game! i'll be celebrating with my teammates :)
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user 1 @username • 8 hrs
replying to @isagiyoichi_jpn
winning by sucking the refs dick ☠️
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NEL ISAGI ⚽️ @isagiyoichi_jpn • 7 hrs
replying to @username
took one look at your profile and had to down a whole can. dumbass twitter user being too stupid to comprehend my plays is soooooo typical 😂 keep on sucking i'm almost finished 😂😂😂
NEL ISAGI ⚽️ @isagiyoichi_jpn • 5 min
I'd like to formally apologize for my actions earlier. I made a severe and continuous lapse in judgement. I stepped out of line and let hateful, disgusting emotions overtake my judgement. My behavior is not a reflection of my character and my team. I hope to move forward from this situation and work toward being a better person and a better role model for you all. Thank you for the support and please cheer us on at our next game.
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bachira's schizo demon @megurubachira • 5 min
replying to @isagiyoichi_jpn
SLURSAGI BOY WHO ARE U FOOLING LMFAKOLOO DONT ACT LIKE UR ASS WASNT ABT TO CANNIBALIZE THE OTHER TEAMS DEFENSE IM CRYINGGG
bachira's schizo demon @megurubachira • 1 sec
I'd like to formally apologize...
gives off horimiya vibes omg
“please, isagi?”
isagi winces at your plea. it's the third time you've asked this evening, not to mention the fifth time today alone, and he hoped you'd forget about that ridiculous request by the end of the day. you certainly haven't though, and now you're keeping up with his hastened stride down the street as if you won't let the matter go.
"no," he says, again.
"pretty please?"
isagi glances at you before realizing that was a mistake. "...no."
you take matters into your own hands by blocking his path and isagi has no choice but to stop and observe the slightly desperate glint in your eyes. you have your hands clasped together over your chest and it makes isagi wonder if this really should be something worth begging him for.
"just once, isagi? i swear, just this once and i'll never ask this of you again."
"i find that hard to believe," he says sheepishly, a hand coming up to scratch the back of his head.
you purse your lips like he's seen right through you. "okay, maybe i lied."
isagi sighs, his shoulders drooping in resignation. "...why though?"
why are you asking me to do something so embarrassing?
"i find it attractive that my boyfriend can be like that," you shrug, your words way more honest than what he was prepared for. isagi's stomach churns at the nonchalance in your tone too and he has to look away to keep the blush on his face from growing.
then, after a long, contemplative and reluctant silence, isagi relents. "uhh... fine—"
just as he's about to give in, someone calls his name from across the street. he turns to find bachira waving, looking both ways before crossing the road with a slight a jog. he greets isagi with a bright grin.
"isagi!"
"oh, hey bachira."
"are you heading home? did you hear that tomorrow's training session got cancelled?"
"eh, really?" isagi pulls out his phone to find a few unopened text messages. "ah, kunigami did text me. coach is sick?"
"yeah, though i don't think it's anything more than a common cold, but you know how coach is."
isagi nods, recalling the coach's most repeated motto: "you can't stand on the field if you're not at 100 percent."
"since we don't have practice tomorrow, some of the guys wanna go out bowling. you wanna come with?"
"tomorrow? sure, i don't think i have anything."
feeling like he forgot something, isagi suddenly senses a cold, looming presence coming from just behind him. and as if to say he felt it too, bachira leans to the side before subtly jutting his chin in your direction.
"anyway," bachira says, a slow smirk creeping up on his face, "sorry for interrupting you both!"
crap, isagi thinks. he completely ignored you the entire time he spoke with bachira and he knows it's something you won't let go of so easily.
"um, right... bachira, this is my—"
you interject him with your own introduction before he can finish and that's how isagi knows you're really annoyed. then, to top it all off, you turn to him with that innocently sweet but undeniably fake smile on your face to say, "i can walk the rest of the way home on my own, isagi. seems like you want to hang out with bachira..."
isagi knows he brought this upon himself, that he's worked himself to a corner and that there's only one way out. he takes in a sharp breath, fists his hands, and steels his nerves for what he's about to do next.
suddenly, isagi grabs your wrist with the type of aggression he never displays in front of you, pulling you roughly towards him until you almost stumble. his voice is so harsh it almost sounds as though he's growling.
"are you fucking dense? you really think i'd let you out of my sight and have you walk home alone in that skimpy outfit?"
cringe. you're not even wearing anything remotely scandalous so he doesn't even know why he added that stupid comment.
bachira, whose mouth is hanging open as he witnesses isagi's 180-degree shift in attitude, doesn't say a word.
"sorry, bachira," he says, turning to his shocked friend with a nonchalant wave of his hand, "i gotta go and take this idiot home. i'll see ya tomorrow."
"um, no problem, man..."
isagi yanks you forward, his pace picking up so quickly he hopes he can outrun the sheer embarrassment swallowing him whole.
as soon as you both turn the corner, where you're out of bachira's sight and earshot, isagi falls to his knees. he loosens his tightened grip on your wrist, watches how it leaves reddened marks on your skin when he slips his hands down to gently intertwine his fingers in yours.
when he looks up, you have the most satisfied, blissful expression on your face. he likes making you happy but he's really questioning the means that you prefer. you crouch down to meet him at eye level, a soft chuckle leaving your lips when you cup his cheek.
"thank you," you say, smiling in a way that melts isagi's heart all too quickly. "and i'm sorry."
"you're so weird," he mumbles, further leaning into your touch.
"i can't help it," you laugh. "you're so cool when you get mean and harsh during games."
"yeah, that's 'cause i get caught up in the heat of the moment and the competition. i'd never treat you like that."
"i know, isagi... but once in a while is fine, right?" you joke.
"nooo," he groans.
them meeting your parents on (insert any festivities that you celebrate) ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙
characters: isagi yoichi , bachira meguru, mikage reo, itoshi rin. no warnings, entirely pure fluff! <3
— isagi yoichi
stumbles over the door as he profusely apologises for his clumsiness to your father while shaking his hands and keeps bowing at your mother. you have to keep reassuring him that your parents loves him and wouldn’t bite him at all.
your father loves soccer so him and yoichi got along in no time at all and he is also really nice and sweet to your mother. by the end of lunch, he helps your mother and you clean the table and wash the dishes together. you are sure that by the end of the day, your parents would want him to come over for more lunches together again.
— bachira meguru
“i’m so honoured to finally meet you!” he exclaims excitedly as he shook hands with your father, leaving the old man flabbergast by his enthusiasm.
throughout the whole lunch, meguru keeps yapping about all the stuff you guys did together before you guys became a couple and all. your mother whispered to you about something how she likes meguru already and that he can come over for lunch anytime as well. same as yoichi, meguru is a big help when lunch was over, helping with the dishes and cleaning the table as well.
— mikage reo
tons- and i mean tons of gifts for your parents. he even bought a big hamper for them 😭. the day before, you told him that it was no need for him to so but he insisted anyways. your parents were astonished at the gifts as your mother saw that one dior handbag she has always wanted and that one romano prestige cologne for your father.
reo proudly hands them the gifts as he tells them how much he adores your parents for bringing you into this world which made you hit his arm to make him stop talking (and to make him stop making you feel flustered by his words).
— itoshi rin
he may seem nonchalant on the outside but boy he was panicking inside. he tries not to show it but his shaky hands when shaking your father’s hands says it all. your mother notices his behaviour of course as she tells him that she was thankful of how he’s always there for you (this made rin tense out of pride and also a bit of embarassment) as he nods in response. he doesn’t talk much but did answered all the questions your parents shot at him.
your father has his doubts of course but when he accidently overhears him telling you to give gifts that he bought for your parents (because he was too shy to do so) made your father changed his perspectives of him almost immediately.
Sharky Sharky 🦈
He went a bit wild 🤭
Can you write dating headcanons for Isagi🫡😗
A/n: Wohoo it's so late when I'm writing this so please spare me.🙏🏻🙏🏻 I hope you like this bestie
Warnings:none Genre:fluff Type: headcanons
Anime:blue lock Pairing:Isagi
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Okay last one for today ><
Isagi is such a sweet boyfriend. Like this guy would be such a big simp before and while the relationship for you it would feel illegal, but he does it in the most cute way possible.
Like Bachira he would introduce you to his mom right away. Like he talked about you so much to her before you two got together, of course he will show you off right away??
Picking you up and spinning you every time he sees you. Doesn't matter what, even if he is tired from football training.
Speaking of football. You'd be his biggest supporter. Like cheering for him in games, stopping him from overworking, helping him out. You are always there
The guy is new to relationships so he may be a little flustered at first about yk going on dates, kissing etc., but don't worry he'll warm up way more after some time
PDA is so neutral to him like, yeah he'll kiss you in public if you want, yeah he'll hug you, yeah he'll hold your hand?
Speaking of holding hands. He is the type of guy to interlock your pinkies together, because he thinks it's adorable.
After football training he is almost always tired, so what he needs is to just drop himself onto you. Like you lying on a bed and his head being layed on your stomach, hands wrapped around you and you play with his hair. He could fall asleep for a second like this
Get him matching bracelets and he'll melt. Won't take it off at all unless when he is at trainings. He wears it proudly
Dates are mostly cliché dates, but sooo cute. Like having picnic in the park, stargazing, cafe date etc.
Please, please, please ask him to do eyeliner on him, because he would agree and i know he would look good in it. Amd since you're dating him pls ask him and sent me a picture
Playing with your hair calms him down, anything to do with you basically calma him down. Just you speaking can calm him down
As a love language i see him having quality time and words of information. Like compliments are a must and spending time with you is soo important to him.
Open to try new things like in general for dates when it's with you. If you are interested in something tell him right away. He'll love to discuss it with you!
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matching bracelets ￤ meguru bachira
cw : meguru being meguru and embarrassing the reader just tad bit! teeth rotting fluff??
a/n : this is my first post on herebsix and it's dedicated to my numba one for his BDAYYY!!!! hopefully this is not toe like eww?? but ya enjoy it!
( august 8 — 8:08pm )
bachira meguru loves to make it known to everyone that it’s his birthday. he loves every single thing about it from the beginning of the day, all the way up to the very last milliseconds of the last hour.
he loves starting off his day waking up to ‘happy birthday meguru!’ texts from family, friends, neighbors, and most importantly, you.
though he adores the thoughtful presents, small parties, and treats he’s gifted throughout the day celebrating his birth, nothing is as beautiful as a gift as spending his special day with you!
and that’s where we are lead to now, a beautiful scene it is truly. the two of you entangled with one another’s bodies on the comfortable mattress. the movie you both had put on initially was now nothing as mere background noise for you both. the two of you laid, speaking about nothing else, but meguru’s special day.
"i love the new cleats my aunt got me, ive been wanting a pair in that color!" meguru said, though it came out more as muffled words, since his head was situated in the crook of your neck.
you hummed, "i thought the new painting supplies your mom got you would've been your favorite gift, no?"
meguru readjusted himself, making it so he could look at you, “i do love it! i’m just saving my favorite for a certain, special gift…”
you knew what he was hinting towards. he meant the birthday gift you have yet to give him.
nerves taking over you, you bit the inside of your cheek, and spoke up hesitantly, “i…i do have a gift for you, it’s just that…”
your voice slightly trailed off, noticing the big grin that etched its way onto meguru’s face in the corner of your eye.
“just what?”
a defeated sigh came from your mouth, you turned your head to fully face him, “it’s just that it’s silly, ‘nd i don’t know if you’ll even like it…”
meguru stared at you for a moment, before erupting into a melodious laugh. your lips pouted slightly as he continued his laughing fit. you laid there confused as to why he began to laugh so abruptly.
“y/n,” he started once his laughter had died down to small giggles. he placed his warm hand on your cheek and smiled so genuinely it almost made your heart explode. “i’m going to love anything you give me! you could give me mud and i’d still love it, maybe i’ll be like ‘what the heck?’, but i would cherish that mud till end of time because you gave it to me!”
you placed your hand on top of the one he had placed on your cheek and laughed. his stupid way of comforting you worked, and you absolutely adored him for that.
“okay, okay,” you said after dying down your own laughter. you scooted off his bed and walked over to your bag that laid in the corner of his room. after some digging, you pulled out a small, yellow pouch.
“it’s nothing too big, just something small,” you light-heartedly warned, walking back over to the bed. you sat on the edge of it while meguru leaned his back against the headboard.
he smiled, “i’m sure i’m gonna love it!”
you chuckled, holding out your hand, signaling for him to put his arm out, which he did not understand. he placed his hand in yours and laced your fingers together.
“no! give me your wrist!” you said, eyebrows knitting together. “and close your eyes!”
“oh!”
he corrected himself and followed your orders, closing his eyes tightly. he felt something cold wrap around his wrists, a bracelet obviously.
“okay, open!” you said, biting your bottom lip anxiously as you saw him open his eyes and investigate the new bracelet that sat on his wrist.
it was gold, probably not real, but it had the same gold coloring. hanging so delicately from the band, was a small dolphin shaped charm.
meguru looked at the jewelry with pure admiration and love, “a dolphin charm!”
he brought the bracelet closer to his face, closely examining it. a shy smile soon made its way to your lips, “do you like it? i can return it—!”
“no, i love it! i love it so much you have no idea!” he interrupted you, looking at your still reluctant face. “really, i do.”
“okay, good because we have matching ones,” you pulled up the sleeve of your (meguru’s) hoodie to reveal the same bracelet, but yours had a small sea-horse charm, differing from his dolphin one.
somehow, his eyes sparkled even more than before seeing the matching set you both wore. he tackled you into a hug, resulting in your back softly hitting the mattress.
“this is the perfect gift, y/n,” he mumbled while he laid in the crook of your neck. “i told you i would love it!”
you wrapped your arms around him and gave him a small squeeze, “shhh, i was just nervous!”
he lifted his head so he was hovering above you properly, “there’s no need to be nervous around me or what you think my thoughts are, okay?”
you softly smiled at the boy, which he mirrored, “okay.”
moving your hands from his back to his face, you placed both of your hands on his warm cheeks. you lifted your body up a bit to close the distance between you both, eagerly placing your lips onto his. meguru’s lips felt soft, and it felt like they sat perfectly against yours, which they did.
a satisfying hum came from your throat, breaking off the quick kiss. meguru pouted, “rude!”
“i can only kiss you for so long, meguru! i need to breathe ya know?!”
“‘kay then i’ll just kiss you like this!” he leaned down once more and happily peppered your face with kisses. not one spot was left un—kissed.
“meguru, stop! it tickles,” you laughed, as he continued to press soft kisses to your face.
you pushed his face away, continuing to laugh at the lingering, tickling feeling his lips left on your skin.
he looked at you with pure love as he watched you laugh. he smiled to himself, thinking about how he had to be the luckiest guy in the world to have someone like you by his side, especially on a special day like today.
“i love you,” he softly said.
“i love you too,” you replied.
© megururus august 8, 2022
ブルーロック — blue lock
headcanons : hcs 1 hcs 2 hcs 3
matching bracelets : meguru bachira
relax, love : anri teieri
staring problem : nagi seishiro
smile for the camera : hiori yo — ( coming soon )
train rides : rin itoshi — ( coming soon )
more to come!
© megururus march 26, 2023
relax love ￤ anri teieri
cw : this is a wlw oneshot so if ur for some reason uncomfortable with that then leave!! anri has no shirt on at some point, but nothing suggestive!! teeth rotting fluff!!
a/n : this is for my gf and future wife, anri bc i love her sm, and she doesn’t get enough love🫶🫶 this also basically a bday post but i’m not gonna label it as that since it’s not the focus of this one shot!!
( august 17 — 9:58pm )
you knew anri had usually worked quite late work days, doing god knows what for ego, and his blue lock project. her usual arrival time home was about 8:30 in the night, but right now she was nearing the one hour late mark.
you began to grow nervous, confused and worried as to why your girlfriend was not answering your texts nor your calls. you took one big, deep breathe, telling yourself that there could be many reasons as to why she is not home at the moment.
these reasons come as;
1. ego forced her to stay back and do extra paperwork.
2. ego forced her to stay back and do the stinky laundry for the stinky teenage boys.
3. she got into a car accident that has left her with no way of contacting her.
of course, you hope the last one was not true, and prayed it would be one of the first two options instead, which seemed more realistic.
you honestly were starting to think like an overbearing parent, but one thing you knew for sure was that you were not the overprotective kind of girlfriend, not at all. you were just very concerned at the moment, you know?
deciding you had enough waiting, you pushed yourself off the couch and towards the front door, hastily grabbing your keys and slipping on your outside slippers. the ones you would usually sport when going last minute grocery shopping with anri.
just as your hand reached for the doorknob, the door swung open, and in came a stumbling anri. you quickly held her up by her forearms, providing support so she could stand properly.
“anri, are you drunk?” you inquired, utter concern in your tone.
she looked up at you with a pout, blowing some strands of light brown, almost pink, hair that fell onto her face. “no i’m not drunk! it’s these damn heels, they’re squeezing my feet…my shoulders hurts, too…”
she kicked her feet, which resulted in her heels flying into a random place in the entryway.
you softly smiled at her, grabbing her hand and gently pulling her to the couch. you affably pushed her back onto the couch and visibly saw her stiffen.
“i’ll get that lotion you like and give you a massage, ‘kay?” you told her, though she quickly shook her head.
“it’s alright! you don’t need to do that for me,” she said as she was ready to get up from the couch, but you gave her a look. “or you can, fine!”
you quickly smiled and ran to the bathroom, grabbing her favorite lotion, ‘country ma’am cookies’ scent, and made your way back into the living room.
there sat anri in the same spot, back straight and stiff, while watching that random sitcom. she took notice of your presence and gave you a pointed look, clearly talking about the show.
“don’t even ask, it was the only thing on at this time,” you slightly frowned, then soon replaced it with a smile. “now, let me help you relax!”
your girlfriend sighed, and began to unbutton her pink top. she slid the shirt off her shoulders and tossed it to the ground, leaving her in her bra, making easy access to her shoulders and back.
you pumped some of the lotion onto your hand, rubbing it so it covered every inch of your palms and fingers.
“lie down for me, it’ll be more relaxing,” you softly instructed, to which she obliged to. she laid so that she was on her stomach, face squished onto the plush cushion.
you sat on her butt, giving you a more comfortable position to give your massage.
you placed your lotioned hands onto her shoulders, gently rubbing circles into the places that felt they needed it. when you got closer to her neck, you noticed she still wasn’t fully relaxed.
“anri,” you said, squeezing the spot where her neck and shoulders meet. “relax, love.”
it’s as if your words had a magical effect on her, since her body instantaneously eased. she looked much more calm and comfortable like this.
you continued working your palms and fingers over her neck, shoulders, upper/lower back, and a bit of her arms.
everytime your hands would knead a spot that felt good, anri would hum, her way of indicating that was a good spot and to continue.
it was quiet, nothing but skin rubbing and the sitcom was heard, though you had to ask your girlfriend a question. breaking the quiet room you asked, “so, why were you back so late? ego has you doing those boy’s laundry again?”
the girl below you breathily laughed, “no, thank god! but, he made me stay back to analyze some data about some of the players. looking at the same screen for so many hours strains my eyes.”
now it was your turn to laugh, you reached over to the bottle and pumped more lotion onto your palm. rubbing it in you spoke, “he needs to get off his ass and do his own work, and also stop eating those gross mayo ramen things.”
“i agree!”
another quiet atmosphere washed over you, something you both enjoyed and appreciated. you knew how much anri just wanted a break from work, she was very clearly worked to the bone, barely ever getting a vacation or a second to breathe.
you had hoped this small massage had released whatever physical stress she had in her body. swinging your leg off the other side of her body, you placed both feet on the ground, telling her you were done.
anri lifted herself with her arms, cracking her back after being in the same position for twenty minutes.
she moved to a sitting position and started to slip on her shirt that you had handed to her.
“so, how do you feel now?”
“wayyyy better, thank you, love,” anri said sweetly, dragging out her letters, then pulled you down to sit next to her.
you chuckled and placed a soft, chaste kiss to her lips.
“i’m glad!”
© megururus august 19, 2022
blue lock ￤ headcanons
cw : none that i can think of! fluff / stupidly random head canons :)
a/n; uhhh hiii LMFAO I HAVENT BEEN ON HERE IN SO LONG SORRY...i have no motivation to write an actual small drabble/fic so this is just a small collection of my BIG blue lock headcanons list in my notes app. i might make this just a lil thing so i can be active on here more but in a more reasonable way for myself IDK YET THO- but enjoy!
✧ rin is the type of person to listen to the beatles and be like, "name three of their songs 🤓😒" if you say you like them too
"name three of their songs, not mainstream..."
✧ nagi has one plant in each room of his apartment to talk to since he lives alone
some of their names are yuna, nora, luella, oer (?!)
✧ niko has an unhealthy amount of skincare products, he's gone through many trial and error. also, when he went to blue lock and didn't have access to them it was the end of the world for him
✧ meguru has one too many broken headphones, and when he uses wire headphones, they're so tangled to the point he has about an inch of wire (the rest is up to his chin)
✧ reo closes car doors with his hips.
✧ as a kid, karasu was the type to say, "i'm not even playing", when he was 1) the seeker or 2) the person who got found first
✧ meguru is ambidextrous (thank you for this one lani ❤︎)
✧ nagi easily gets roped in by those random game ads that are clearly a rip off, but he just gets so entertained. even if they cost money, he will mindlessly
"nagi, you don't need it-" "yes i do."
✧ tokimitsu apologizes to inanimate objects he bumps into/drops
✧ isagi always has food stuck between his teeth...☹︎
✧ kunigami claps when the plane lands
✧ isagi is 100% the type to say, "this one's for you", then COMPLETELY miss
✧ despite meguru's name literally meaning happy, buzzing bee, that boy is absolutely MORTIFIED by them (self projection ngl)
© megururus march 17, 2023
blue lock ￤ headcanons
cw : none!
a/n : pt2 of this little series! please enjoy!
✧ hiori has a mug collection. it’s filled with many weird looking mugs and he keeps them on a shelf next to his bed
✧ kunigami will not kill a bug no matter what, he will make sure it’s placed back outside with a, “be free little guy!”
✧ nagi has a really bad attention span. we are talking like toddler attention span
✧ reo is very adamant about taking care of his grill. he’ll make sure it’s spotless and looks perfect before he even thinks about touching a burger.
“i said i’ll eat after i clean the grill grates! she needs to be spotless.”
also wears a “kiss the cook apron"
✧ meguru is a big sleep talker and hummer
✧ meguru also starts off sleeping curled up, but as the night goes on, he ends up in a funky position
✧ chigiri tried to curl his hair once and it did not go as he planned. he didn’t notice the curler was on a super high heat, so he almost burnt his hair off
“hey sis, why is there smoke coming from my hair?” chigiri asked his sister who just so happened to be walking past the bathroom. “hyo, the curling iron is too hot! take your hair out!”
✧ meguru, reo, and rin are avid faye webster enjoyers.
✧ hiori seems like he’s extremely close with his grandmother for some reason. he’s always visiting her and telling her the latest gossip
they talk while they make fun pottery (most of the mugs he collects are from his grandma)
© megururus march 17, 2023