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Hiii,bestie♡♡♡♡. Can you write dating headcanons for our baby Kaiser? Plssss🥺🥺
A/n:deep breaths in and out...okay let's do it
Warnings:meantions of abuse Genre:fluff Type:headcanons
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Soooo Kaiser
I don't have a lot to say here, but i also have a lot lmao
I'll start with the basics
Love language would be physical touch for giving and receiving, because he never got much affection growing up so he wants to make it up for the loss
He loves receiving compliments and spending time with you. Again it heals his inner child and it really makes him feels better about himself. He, of course would also give you compliments, because "you are perfect" in his opinion
If you have a good relationship with your parents would totally want to meet them. Like would be rushing to do that. Don't blame him please
He always loves when you talk about your hobbies and what you're good at whether that be a sport, something you do at home or something like collecting and exploring, and would ALWAYS want you to teach him too
He might not understand things the first time, but he'll catch up on it pretty quickly i promise you
If you do play football however half of the time you spend together will be on the court, not always playing, but it's a fun time for both of you
Would a hundred percent ask you to get matching tattoos. It's like, he would want to get it in a visible place like his arm, legs or neck so people could see it. And ever more if it's your first tattoo, he would freak out, because the first one you are getting is with him
Kaiser always looks at the crowd scanning for you before his match starts. Like he needs to now where to look and point when he scores a goal you know?
Wear his jersey. Please. I feel like every single one blue lock boy would totally go insane if you actually do (some just won't really show it)
You have his permission to dye the ends of his hair. Speaking of that. He loves when you play with his hair, but like when you are sitting on the edge of the bed and he is sat between your legs with his back facing you
Would do tik tok trends with you (I'm looking at you ribbon trend) like the boy will ask, no no BEG you to do some of them
Also jokes are a must, like allllllll the time. Unless some of you is feeling down and isn't in the mood for them ofc, but otherwise he would always make you smile
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Humiliation
A/n: this is my first Kaiser fanfic ;-; (traumatizing him a lil more)
tw: toxic relationship, just a little hitting, manipulation
You pressed your fingernails into your skin, leaving vivid red marks that contrasted sharply against your arm. Heat flooded your face as laughter echoed around you. Kaiser stood beside you, a smug smirk on his lips, reveling in the attention that surrounded him.
You fought to keep your composure, rage simmering just beneath the surface, ready to explode.
But for now, you forced a smile, determined to wear your humiliation like a badge of honor, absorbing the moment like a sponge drenched in a relentless downpour.
Until you get home with Kaiser.
And as you stepped through the front door, the facade shattered. You tossed your bag aside, heart racing as the floodgates opened.
“Do you think this is funny, Kaiser?” you snapped, your voice echoing through the empty hallway. “Laughing at me like I’m some kind of joke?”
He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, that infuriating smirk still plastered on his face. “Oh come on, it was just a bit of fun. You’re being too dramatic.”
“Dramatic?” You advanced on him, fists clenched at your sides. “You don’t get to decide what’s dramatic when you’re the one making a spectacle out of me! It’s humiliating. You make it sound like I’m just supposed to take it!”
Kaiser shrugged, that annoying nonchalance grating on your nerves. “People laugh. It’s what they do.”
“People laugh because you make it easy for them! And you turn everything into a game!” Each word felt like a release, the pent-up frustration spilling over. “You think you’re the star of the show, but all you do is make me feel small. You don’t even care how it affects me!”
In a surge of anger, you slapped him. The sound reverberated through the room, and for a moment, his expression shifted from smug to shock. You saw the flicker of vulnerability in his eyes, and a rush of satisfaction surged through you.
“Why do you always have to make it about you?” you pressed, stepping closer. “You think it’s all fun and games, but your jokes cut deeper than you realize.”
He cowered against the wall, breathless and wide-eyed. “No, please..I didn’t mean to-”
“No, but you do,” you interrupted, your voice low and purposeful. “You don’t think about anyone but yourself. Maybe this will teach you a lesson.”
His gaze darted around, as if searching for an escape, but you weren’t done yet. “You know, I could tell everyone how you really are-how insecure you are behind that facade. Wouldn’t it be a shame if they knew the truth?”
“Please don’t,” he said, a tremor in his voice.
“Why not? You think this is all just a game?” You leaned in closer, your tone softening just enough to draw him in. “I can be your worst nightmare or your greatest ally. It’s your choice.”
He swallowed hard, and you could see the gears turning in his mind, calculating. You reveled in the power shifting between you, the realization that he was no longer the one in control.
“Just remember,” you continued, “I’m done being your punchline. If you want to keep your little secrets safe, you’ll think twice before making me the subject of your awful jokes again.”
The silence hung heavy, and for a moment, he seemed to consider your words…
You pull your face close to his and whispered “Now, how about we start over?” a sly smile creeping onto your lips. “You can be the charming Kaiser, and I’ll be the one who calls the shots.”
He nodded slowly, his eyes widening in fear. A sheen of sweat glistened on his brow, and his hands trembled slightly.
Love with Kaiser is like a drug, once you get addicted you both can never stop… until it's too late.
Random thought but kaiser with a south (east) asian s/o would be so chaotic and funny.
Imagine kaiser just walking inside your shared apartment with shoes on while you give him the "bitch you better take those off before I send you to meet my ancestors" look.
Or when he visits your home and grabs those metal cookie containers (it's always gonna be those danish cookie tins i swear) thinking there's cookies inside but no, he sees an entire sewing kit instead.
And he'll be suffering at family dinners bc he has the weakest spice tolerance known to man while you're calmly eating your lahpet thoke (လက်ဖဘ်သုပ် for my fellow burmese ppl out there who can read)
ALSO, asian families in general dislike tattoos A LOT so he'll desperately be trying to cover his up everytime he comes to visit your family. No way he'll be ruining his image infront of his future in-laws (wink wonk)
But I think he'll really love spending time with you during special festivals/holidays, just imagine him covered head to toe with colourful powder during holi or getting splashed in the face with a water gun during Thingyan/Songkran
Kaiser would also constantly bother you during praying ceremonies, it can be about anything really, from complaining about the numbness in his legs from kneeling for too long, to prodding at you and asking how much longer the praying session is going to last.
Hi
Could you please do bllk boys accidentally hitting their partner and feeling bad about it.
Maybe kaiser barou noa?
A/n: hiii!! Sorry it took so long to get back to you but here is your amazing request I had fun writing this.
Fluff just absolutely pure fluff😭😭
Kaiser
Kaiser had just returned home from a rigorous Blue Lock training session, his body still buzzing with adrenaline. He was grateful for his girlfriend, ____, who had patiently waited for him to arrive. As he entered their cozy living room, he found you sitting on the couch, engrossed in a book.
Eager to see you, Kaiser approached, his eyes not entirely focused as he was lost in thought about the day's practice. Without realizing it, his foot caught the edge of the coffee table, causing him to stumble forward. In a moment of sheer misfortune, his elbow grazed your shoulder, and your book fell to the floor with a thud.
You winced in pain, more from the shock than the actual impact. You looked up at Kaiser, your eyes wide and filled with surprise. Kaiser immediately snapped out of his daze, registering what had just happened. Guilt washed over him like a tidal wave.
"Oh my goodness, ___ I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, quickly reaching out to help you up. "Are you okay?"
You managed a small, pained smile as you accepted his hand and stood up. "I'm fine, just a bit startled," you replied, rubbing your shoulder gently.
Kaiser couldn't forgive himself for his carelessness. He felt a deep sense of remorse for accidentally hurting the person he cared about most. "I can't believe I was so clumsy," he muttered, his expression filled with self-reproach.
Your smile softened, and you placed a reassuring hand on his arm. "It was just an accident, Kaiser. Don't be too hard on yourself."
But Kaiser couldn't shake the feeling of guilt. He knew that he needed to be more mindful, both on and off the field. As he hugged you tightly, he made a silent promise to himself to never let his focus on soccer interfere with his love and care for you.
Barou
Barou, the talented striker from the Blue Lock team, had just returned from an intense training session. The pressure to perform at his best was always on his mind, but today, it seemed to weigh even heavier. His girlfriend, ___ was waiting for him at his apartment, excited to spend some quality time together.
As he entered his living room, Barou's exhaustion seemed to overshadow his joy at seeing you. You rushed to him, trying to steal a quick hug. Startled by your sudden approach, Barou reflexively pushed you away, a little too forcefully. The impact was unintentional but undeniable. You stumbled backward, your expression quickly shifting from surprise to hurt.
Barou's heart sank as he realized what he had just done. He rushed to your side, reaching out to hold you steady. "___, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
You winced in pain, but you nodded, eyes brimming with tears. "I'm fine, Barou, but that really hurt."
Tears welled up in Barou's eyes as guilt washed over him. He had always prided himself on his precision and control on the field, but he had failed to display the same care with the person he loved most. He pulled you into a gentle embrace, his voice trembling with remorse. "I didn't mean to hurt you,___. I'm so, so sorry. You mean everything to me, and I would never want to hurt you."
Your pain slowly subsiding, hugged him back, forgiving but still visibly shaken. "I know you didn't mean it, Barou, but please remember that I'm not an opponent on the field. We can communicate without physical force."
Barou nodded, his grip on you tightening as he promised, "I'll remember that, ___. I'll always be more careful with you."
Their embrace continued, but this time, it was filled with a newfound understanding and a commitment to treat each other with the gentleness and respect they deserved. Barou had learned a valuable lesson that day, one that extended beyond the soccer field and into the most important aspect of his life – his relationship with ___
Noa
Noel Noa had just finished an intense practice session with his Blue Lock teammates. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the field. He couldn't wait to head home and spend some quality time with his girlfriend. She'd been so supportive of his soccer dreams, and he cherished the moments they had together.
As he rushed to get dressed, Noel couldn't shake the adrenaline from practice. He was still on edge, and it showed when he didn't notice you quietly entering the room. Startled, he accidentally swung his arm back just as you was stepping closer.
The unintended impact was gentle, just a tap really, but it caught you off guard, and you stumbled backward. Your surprised gasp made Noel snap out of his reverie immediately. He reached out to steady you, his heart racing faster now for a different reason.
"I'm so sorry, ___," Noel said, his voice filled with genuine concern. He could see a hint of surprise and hurt in her eyes.
You blinked a few times, processing what had just happened. You knew Noel would never intentionally hurt you. "It's okay, Noel," you managed to say, forcing a small smile. "Just caught me off guard, that's all."
But Noel wasn't satisfied with just that. He pulled you gently into his arms, his forehead resting against yours. "I should have been more careful," he admitted, his voice filled with remorse. "You mean the world to me, and I'd never want to hurt you."
You melted into his embrace, understanding dawning on you . You knew how much pressure Noel was under with his soccer dreams and the rigorous training and appreciated that he was always there for you, just like now, when he was apologizing for something as small as a bump.
"Noel, it's okay," you reassured him, placing a tender kiss on his lips. "I know you didn't mean it. I love you, and I'm proud of everything you're achieving."
Noel smiled, relieved that ___understood. He knew he had to find ways to manage his stress better and be more present when he was with you. You both shared a heartfelt moment, bond growing stronger, and both of you cherishing the love you had for each other.
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