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Part 2 is here! You can see the name of the OG artist on the lower right corner of each artwork ★~!

chigiri called reo weird and too dependent on nagi. Reo had to refrain from saying that he heard Rin crying about his brother issues in the shower.

( reo and rin are definitely an abandonment issue. You can't say the opposite. )

After reo noticed Nagi's screentime, he came up with the idea to put a limited game time on Nagi's phone.

Now Nagi can only play a limited time..( Nagi went to ask isagi and bachira for help but they just laughed at him. Poor boy.)

Blue Lock art~💙

Hi lovely, I hope you’re doing well 🩵

Can I request Nagi, Reo and Rin (separated)having a crush, and the crush playfully flirts with everyone but them?

How would they do and how would the poor boys feel? 😭 I flirt a lot when I’m uninterested, and I become a potato when I fall for someone

Hii:) yea i am doing well thanks for asking sweets 🎀

I used some fancy words in this one 🫢 and I totally understand the flirting when you’re not interested it’s a pain sometimes

I hope you like it 💞

Unrequited love

Blue lock boys: Reo, Nagi, Rin

Nagi

Nagi couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as he watched Y/N flirt with everyone around her. Her smiles, her playful banter—it was like a breath of fresh air that drew others in. But no matter how hard he tried, Nagi couldn't shake the feeling that she was deliberately avoiding him.

But amidst the frustration, there was a flicker of hope—a chance encounter, a shared moment where their eyes met and lingered just a second longer than usual. Perhaps, Nagi thought, there was still a chance for him to break through the barrier she had unknowingly built around herself.

And so, with renewed determination, Nagi vowed to find a way to capture Y/N's attention, even if it meant facing his own fears and insecurities head-on.

Reo

Reo found himself not only battling on the field but also battling with his own emotions. During the intense matches, his thoughts often drifted to Y/N, the one person who seemed to occupy his mind more than the game itself.

Yet, despite his best efforts to catch her attention, Y/N remained oblivious , her affections seemingly reserved for everyone but him. He watched from afar as she effortlessly charmed her way through interactions with everyone asides him ,

Reo's admiration for Y/N only grew stronger, fueling his determination to not only succeed on the field but also win her heart. But for now, he could only watch from the sidelines, longing for the day when Y/N might finally notice him.

Rin

, Rin saw himself a competition, not the competition of football, but caught in a different kind of competition one for Y/N's attention. His thoughts often strayed to her, the one person who seemed so close yet so far.

Y/N's magnetic charm drew others like moths to a flame, but Rin couldn't shake the feeling of being left out in the cold. He watched as she effortlessly flirted with fellow players, leaving him feeling like an outsider .

Rin couldn't deny the flutter in his chest whenever Y/N was near. He longed for her to see him, to notice the admiration hidden behind his eyes . But for now, he could only watch from a distance, hoping that one day Y/N might turn her attention his way.

they’re literally the “split-up-for-10-years-and-got-back-even-stronger” trope

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

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

staring problem ￤ nagi seishiro

cw : none!

a/n : i wrote this on a late plane ride back home from vacation, so i apologize if it literally makes no sense lmao but i just wanted to write sumn for this headcanon i have of him

( april 19 — 1:31pm )

you never considered yourself to be overly anxious or paranoid, though right now, you felt like you were being watched.

actually, not even only now have you felt like this. throughout the day you felt as if a pair of eyes have been boring into you, watching your every breath and move.

you tried addressing the issue to your friends, but they told you they haven’t noticed anyone being weird around you nor anyone lingering around you. this just made the unnerving feeling worse, since not even your friends, who are with you all the time, could notice it.

here you were, sitting in your 5th period literature class taking down notes in your notebook. you were zoned into the lesson, when again, you felt a pair of eyes staring at you.

placing down your pen quietly, you subtly looked behind you on both sides of your body. your eyes scanned the room but saw nobody looking particularly suspicious, just some girls passing notes, and a guy with white hair resting his chin down comfortably on his crossed arms atop the desk.

that guy…you’re pretty sure his name is nagi seishiro. he was in a couple of your other classes throughout the day, like your art class, math, anatomy, phys ed, japanese history…actually he’s in every class of yours.

you made heavy eye contact with him. his grey-blue eyes lazily stared at you, he almost made you feel slightly intimidated, though that feeling quickly went away when you really inspected his eyes.

they looked so bored.

i mean, you don’t blame him— no one likes literature. you just took the class for the gpa boost, then that gets you wondering why he took the class.

your questions disappear as nagi sticks his tongue out at you. it was barely noticeable, as he only let a tiny bit stick out.

your eyebrows knit together in confusion, and you squint your eyes to affirm if he’s actually sticking his tongue out like a child.

he was.

you giggled quietly at him, sheepishly shaking your head at his little action. he lifted his head from his arms at your smile.

he continued to stare at your face even as your giggles died down. you turn around to face the teacher and their lesson once more, picking up your pen to continue your note taking.

there it was again, the feeling of someone staring at you. only this time, you didn’t feel paranoid. it almost makes you feel giddy, instead.

nagi couldn’t even suppress the small smile that adorned his lips.

he hadn’t noticed he’d been staring at you all throughout the day. he knew he had a staring problem, reo mikage, his best friend, loved to point out the blank stare he tends to give people when he’s either tired or found something of interest.

though it’s known that nagi seishiro is always caught dozing off or seems to be in a tired state continuously, he can’t even deny the fact that he’s been staring because he found you interesting.

he notices you, obviously, since he’s in all of your classes. though, it wasn’t until the other day, he noticed you secretly playing one of his favorite mobile games during you guys’ shared math class when you piqued his interest.

obviously you were not on his level, though he would consider you rather decent at the game.

ever since he noticed the common interest, he just found his eyes naturally gravitating in your direction. even reo has been noticing the snowy haired boy’s lingering gaze that rested on you whenever they passed by you in the hallways or cafeteria.

“just go talk to her, man,” reo would say after catching his best friends eyes wandering in your direction and not paying attention to the field in front of him.

nagi gave the same reply everytime, “that’s too much work…”

so instead, he continued to do what he did best, stare.

©megururus april 21, 2023

gaming partner

"you play that game too, huh?” 

nagi looked above from his seat on the stairs and saw you, one level above, staring down at him gaming. he nods and pauses it. 

“heh sorry, i was going to dump my trash down the rubbish chute and heard the loading music...”

ah, it must’ve been when i forgot to turn the volume down and accidentally blasted the audio.. he thinks to himself.

then, nagi stands up, stretches and was about to walk back into his apartment when you shouted for him to wait as you bolted down the flight stairs. despite you telling him to wait, he continues to walk off but stops when he hears the familiar loading theme. nagi turns around only to see your phone screen right in front of his face. 

(gamer tag), level 247. “check them out!” you exclaimed cheekily. where did nagi see this username and avatar? and why did it look so familiar? it was only after you switched to the rankings page did he realise something. you were the one who was constantly on his tail on the leaderboard fighting for first place.

masterlist | just a short drabble that suddenly came to my mind.

you play that game too, huh?”

nagi looked above from his seat on the stairs and saw you, one level above, staring down at him gaming. he nods and pauses it.

“heh sorry, i was going to dump my trash down the rubbish chute and heard the loading music...”

ah, it must’ve been when i forgot to turn the volume down and accidentally blasted the audio.. he thinks to himself.

then, nagi stands up, stretches and was about to walk back into his apartment when you shouted for him to wait as you bolted down the flight stairs. despite you telling him to wait, he continues to walk off but stops when he hears the familiar loading theme. nagi turns around only to see your phone screen right in front of his face.

(gamer tag), level 247. “check them out!” you exclaimed cheekily. where did nagi see this username and avatar? and why did it look so familiar? it was only after you switched to the rankings page did he realise something. you were the one who was constantly on his tail on the leaderboard fighting for first place.

nagi seishiro ! add me !

alternatively... nagi gets a new seatmate, and a new gaming buddy (and maybe secretly a crush??) content... wc 1k, fluff, literally only fluff message... uhh i didn't know what I was doing when i wrote this u can probably tell lmao

He never really cared about how he acted in class. He much rather play video games on his phone, read manga, or even sleep, than focus on whatever teacher was in the front lecturing.

People thought he was odd for it though. How did a guy like him who would rather be at home doing anything else get into one of the smarter classes? How did someone who never paid attention to what anyone was saying have grades like his? People thought he was even weirder when they found out about his natural talent for football. Nagi ruffles his hair annoyed, not at what people thought but for dying in his game, sighed, and adjusted to lay down on his desk.

Halfway through the year, you sat next to him, with the seating chart being adjusted for a change of pace. Normally you would have been somewhere behind him on the opposite side of the classroom, but since the seating chart was left up to chance by drawing slips of paper, you instead sat at the other desk connected to his.

Sliding into your new seat, you smiled at him, and he just looked back deadpan and then turned around to play his game. After a while, you tapped him on the shoulder, and when he turned back around, he's almost distracted by the closeness of the two of you. You smell like lemons and sugar, and your eyes are really pretty from how they peer up at him. He's distracted even further by the way your lips move, forming so sweetly around sounds and syllables.

Nagi's surprised that he even notices something like that, and he vaguely registers the game-over sound coming from the phone propped up on his textbook.

"Hey, um? Are you okay?" you ask him concerned. "It's fine if not, I can ask someone else."

Oh. You asked him something. But he was so preoccupied with tracing your features that he wasn't even listening. "What?" he responds dumbly, not helping your care for the wellbeing of the boy.

"Can we share your book? I forgot mine."

"Uh, sure." he slides the textbook halfway between your desks, grabbing his phone, and moving it back to his side. He hopes you didn't see what he was doing, slacking off and playing a game instead of studying.

You gasp at the sight, his heart drops, "You play that game too?!" and promptly starts beating again even harder. "Dude, I've been trying to beat the event for ages, but I always die! I thought I was at a high enough level but maybe not."

He stares at you the way people would always stare at him when questions about his grades or football came up.

"What level are you?" he asks quietly.

You tell him, and he stares even harder. You're a higher level than he is.

"What server are-"

"Everyone!" the teacher says from the front of the room. "I know you're all excited about your new seats but we have a test right now! Put everything away except your textbook and a pencil."

You give him a small smile. "Let's play later," you whisper, as you turn to the front and pull out your supplies. He would have already fallen asleep or pulled out the manga from his desk to do anything but take the test, but since he's sharing his textbook with you, there's no hiding from the teacher's sight.

The test paper is passed out and he scribbles down whatever answers he thinks are right. He's always hated taking tests, especially with a deskmate because he was seen more than he would normally like to be. It always goes like that. He finishes his test as soon as he gets it and when they switch papers for peer revision, whoever is grading his paper is always envious. Either way, they won't leave Nagi alone, and he has to deal with someone in his ear for the rest of the seating chart.

But the faster he finishes, the faster he can look at you as discreetly as he can. Or what he thinks is discreet because the teacher comes up to him a couple minutes after he finishes the test and hits Nagi on the head with a notebook, telling him not to stare.

The embarrassed look you have on your face, makes him go right back to staring after the teacher leaves.

He hears the teacher call for everyone to stop, and switch papers, which he does. He lazily marks the answers written on the board on your test, which he never does when he has someone else's paper, preferring for them to do it themselves. He spares a glance at you and sees that you're staring at him, eyes wide, open mouth. He's already ready for the sly remarks and backhanded compliments.

"What?" he asks, hope for the one good seatmate already diminished.

"You're... really smart! All of your answers are right, and you finished it in like two minutes! Did you study earlier?"

"No, 'm guessing."

You look even more amazed. "That's so impressive! You should be in an even higher class! Being this smart and good at football, and still have time to play games?! You're too cool Nagi Seishiro, too cool!" the starry-eyed look you give him is different from the nasty looks he would normally get. You're different, he thinks.

The bell rings for the end of the day before he even has a chance to respond.

"Add me," you tell him grabbing your pen and his wrist. You slide his jacket up his arm and write your name, your username for the game, and your number below it. He watches you draw a little smiley face, before watching you turn around and pack up your belongings.

When you stand up, you push your chair in and tap him on the head. "I'm glad I get to sit next to you for the rest of the year! Let's have lots of fun!" the smile you give him prevents him from saying anything in response.

Nagi watches you leave, and he's not sure why he's staring at your pretty handwriting on his arm. He's not quite sure why he feels like he needs to put in a little more effort for the rest of the year but he's sure it has something to do with you.

He can't help but smile as he looks out the window. He's excited for tomorrow.

neneism 2024. do not copy, change, or translate my works.

let's go to the beach - beach, let's go get away

[based on this]

Big men, who you swear you could beat in a fight but in reality it wouldn’t take an ounce of strength from him to completely crumble you to pieces whenever he wants. His big and beefy body being able to crush your bones under a few seconds. Taking action and simply folding you under them whenever he hears your statement of you being way stronger than him. Palms bigger than yours, fingers longer and thicker, comparing yours to his, your fingertips reaching just about past his second knuckles, him holding your wrists together above your head, knees next to you on both side of you as his weight pushed you further and further into the mattress and not being able to get out of his grasp no matter how much you’re tossing around; or scooping you up and throwing you around anytime and everywhere he wants. And don’t even get started on the oh but i’m bigger body type. These men literally does not give a flying fuck about it, he will do it anyways.

Big and soft men, who would never hurt you from their will since causing hurt to you in any form or shape could make him lose his mind. Also protecting you from everything that means a possible danger to you, showing no mercy to anyone who in fact isn’t you. And when it comes to times when you get hurt and the cause is indeed him, he internally eats himself up from the inside about how could he been so thoughtless when he promised to himself all he will give to you is pure love and affection. It takes a few caresses on his cheeks and a couple of kisses and he’s already melted in your arms, only focusing on you and the thought of beating himself up is completely forgotten.

Big, soft and mean men, who could tease you all night, ‘till dawn, because what could you do? Punch him? Yes, you could try but we all know it’s nothing against him. So you just patiently wait there, looking pretty, while they’re mercilessly play games with you. These men can also rail you until you basically and literally see stars, going at a relentless pace without faltering the hold they have on you. Nails bruising your hips, thighs and waist every single time you’re together and by now you just learned to handle it in silence. You did try to warn him about it and they learned from it for brief 5 minutes at max, then lust covered their vision once again and got back to his usual behavior, we could say that he almost snapped his hips against you even more greedily this time. But even then, they don’t do this out of will… most of the times..

And it gets even ‘worse’ when your pretty fingers doesn’t even reach around his girth, struggling there with both of your hands, sitting between his muscled thighs and choking you with every inch you take further into your mouth. Him fucking into your mouth, not giving you any breaks or time to collect yourself, he doesn’t bother to stop himself and by the time, he’s the one who guides your head up and down on him. Tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, ready to spill. Oh how much he loves to see your face contorted like this, your cheeks flushed deep red and lips swollen. It could be almost enough to make him come just from that sight, feeling him twitch in your mouth and in response a muffled moan escaped your throat, sending vibrations through his body, up his spine, making him throw his head back immediately. His palms almost stuck in your hair, gripping and pulling on your well-cared locks like his life depended on it but you just couldn’t feel it from the ache of your jaw, the pain was stronger and by the time he could finish, all your nerves went numb.

So in conclusion, was he stronger than you? Yes. And will you ever admit it? Well, probably no. ♡

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Incorrect Bluelock Scenarios (#5)

Nagi: anyone want some weed, Reo ordered too much

Isagi: hell yeah! Gimme

Nagi who just gave Isagi and Reo a bag of weed for free: it's $20 an ounce btw

Rin mumbling while getting the money: you fcking rip-off

Shidou: I told you guys he was an ass

Sae: you say that everyone's an ass

NAGI MENTION!!!!

binged on blue lock and now I'm obsessed