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" NEW YEARS KISS! "

summary. their reactions to you kissing them at midnight

characters. nagi, bachira

warnings. gn!reader, none!

a/n. will probably do this prompt again with jjk, genshin, and possibly haikyuu if anyone wants those??

"one minute!" you hear someone yell out from the party crowd. everyone was gathered in the living room, watching the clock displayed on the TV as it counts down the seconds till midnight.

he was standing next to you, his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you close so you don’t get lost in the crowd.

cheers grew, people starting a chant for the last 10 seconds of the countdown.

"3… 2… 1!"

NAGI

his bored eyes had been scanning everyone around before he feels your hand gently turn his head towards you. he makes brief eye contact with you before your lips are pressing against his in a deep kiss. he quickly melts into it, his own hand reaching up to tangle in your hair.

you pull away after a short moment, making him sigh softly in disappointment before he realizes you’re till surrounded by a crowd of people. he reluctantly lets go of you, letting you cheer happily along with everyone else while he simply watches.

"c'mon, sei, at least smile. it’s the new year!," you tease, bringing your hands up to pull at his cheeks. he hums lowly, allowing you to mess with his face as he simply stares at you, causing a giggle to leave your lips.

he takes a moment to admire you, his eyes scanning your happy face. you’ve always looked the best while you’re smiling, free spirited and not worried about a thing, he thinks.

your own contagious smile finally brings one to his lips as well, although it’s only a small one, nothing compared to your bright one. he doesn’t let you see it for long before he’s leaning down to brush his lips against yours once more.

"happy new year," he mumbles before connecting your lips.

BACHIRA

it’s clear you have the same idea as he turns to you expectingly, already leaning towards you to claim his kiss. you giggle before reaching up to hold both his cheeks, pressing your lips against his. he holds your waist, slightly bending your back with how deeply he’s kissing you.

you have to push his face away to get him to stop, not wanting him to get carried away in front of all these people. he makes a noise of disapproval, already trying to lean back in, his hands coming up to the back of your head to keep you in place.

"that was too short, one more," he mutters, his eyes trained on your lips as he kisses you again, this time much more passionately.

you feel his tongue swipe against your lip, and you almost part them before you remember where you are.

"bachira—" you murmur against his lips, causing him to pull back slightly with a pouty huff. "there’s people everywhere, y'know."

"so? i don’t care," he brushes off, but pauses when you shoot him a look. with a small pout, he finally backs off, pulling back slightly but letting his hands slide back to your waist.

"later, ok?" you mumble in promise, making him grin as he nods. he places one last kiss to your cheek before refocusing on the party.

໒꒱ ‧₊˚ HOODIE THIEF — SEISHIRO NAGI

contents. fluff, established relationship, gn! reader, ooc (?), stealing nagi’s hoodie & he doesn’t even know it’s his, ik it’s spring but like this was in my drafts back in december

note. hi guys :) im not really sure what the plot of this is, but it’s nice & cozy

today was the day of nagi’s soccer match, which was quite an important match since they were against japan’s biggest soccer rivals. but fortunately for him, today was 29 degrees fahrenheit and nobody would want or be able to play soccer in 6 feet buried in snow.

so while nagi was spending free time wrapped in a blanket — playing a video game, you were searching for something warm to wear to keep the cold away.

upon basically cleaning your wardrobe, you were met with nagi’s gray hoodie — sitting atop of his gaming chair.

exhausted, you grabbed his hoodie and swiftly put it on — putting the hood on in the process. the hoodie was averagely oversized and big on nagi, and with you wearing it, it was expectingly ginormous and fit like a hospital robe; reaching down to your mid-calf.

ignoring the size, you were satisfied with the warmth nagi’s hoodie provided and looked at yourself in the mirror. sure, it was big, but as long as it kept you warm, than you would be ready for the weather. ‘hopefully nagi wouldn’t mind…’ — you said to yourself. you shrugged off the look of piles of clothes that were displayed on your bed. ‘a cup of hot chocolate would be nice’. you considered.

walking out of your shared bedroom and towards the kitchen, nagi was rather busy taping his way on his phone and didn’t cognizant that you were wearing his hoodie. but he probably wouldn’t care or mind since it’s probably a hassle for him to even.

“do you want some hot chocolate, sei’?” you asked, tip-toeing to reach two mugs atop a cabinet.

“uhh … sure i guess …” nagi mumbled lazily, his undivided attention focused on his phone.

you grabbed your ingredients and commenced to make the hot chocolate. mixing the cocoa, sugar, and milk together; popping the mugs in the microwave and grabbing the extra toppings.

you leaned on a counter and watched the mugs in the microwave twirl around. as you let a small yawn, you visibly flinched when cold hands sneaked their way under your (nagi’s) hoodie. following, a slight weight landed on your shoulder and someone’s breath fanned the side of your neck.

“who’s hoodie is this?” nagi mumbled, burying his face deeper into your neck.

“it’s yours, nagi,” you chuckled. “i was cold, so i decided to wear it. it was on your chair when i got it.”

nagi closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh, “this isn’t mine.”

the cold must be affecting nagi, cause this was his hoodie and he wasn’t even aware of it. it even had his name written on the back tag.

“who’s hoodie is this? why are you wearing someone else’s hoodie? why not mine?”

“nagi. this is yours’,” you replied back, removing nagi’s cold hands with your warm ones away from your stomach and placing them over the hoodie. “it’s your hoodie, the one you got at the mall with reo and the others, remember?”

…

“oh.”

you chuckled and grabbed the two mugs out of the microwave. using the whipping cream to top the mug.

“i don’t remember.” nagi continued, grabbing a marshmallow and popping it into his mouth, “what mall was it?”

the answer should’ve been obvious, since nagi rarely ever goes shopping. usually only when you come along, then he’ll agree and follow you around like a lost puppy.

“the mall you went two days ago?” you retorted, putting marshmallows, shavings, pirouette sticks, and adding some side snacks. “with your team?”

“oh.”

finally, you brought the two mugs and plates of cookies to the table where nagi was originally sitting.

nagi followed suit and sat beside you — wrapping his arms in a baby yet protective manner, snuggling himself close to you. you carefully grasped the mugs towards to give one to you and nagi, sipping the warm beverage.

“i still don’t remember..” nagi took a sip of his hot chocolate and stared at the hoodie that you claimed was his.

you sighed, “don’t worry, sei’. you just need to know that this is your hoodie and that it has your name on it.”

“okayyy…”

without much of anything in the way, you and nagi spent the day together; sipping hot cocoa, and … sleeping.

maybe some gaming for most of nagi’s part.

~

“wait babe..”

“yes sei’?”

“can you check if this is my hoodie?”

“yes, it is sei’!”

“are you sure?”

“yes!”

⌗ "I'LL GO EASY ON YOU," ⋮ but you absolutely fucking destroy him.

★ nagi seishiro x gn!reader ╰ how come you've obliterated him in something he's so good at?

▯ content warning. mentions of video game gunfire, shooting, etc.

"sei, this game looks fun," you murmured, shifting slightly to adjust your position on his lap. his eyes remained glued to the glowing screen, the faint gleam of colours casting a hazy light across his face. his arms were looped firmly around your waist, thumbs expertly swiping over the controller in his hands.

as you were cozily nestled inside his sweater, filled with the subtle scent of his cologne, you felt the gentle rise and fall of his chest. you observe him deftly move his virtual character across the battlefield, shooting enemies and cursing under his breath at each hindering obstacle. after being in this same position for quite some time, a sense of boredom had begun to bubble within you.

"mm, yeah?" he mumbles, resting his chin on your head. he tilts his head down to press a kiss onto your soft hair. "it is."

"can i try?"

he stays silent for a moment, the room filled with the sounds of obnoxiously loud bursts of gunshots. he finally takes a breath and speaks, his voice muffled against your hair. "tis’ really hard though. i don’t think y’can win,"

your brows furrow as you whip your head slightly to meet his gaze, raising your hand to pinch his cheek. "hmm, how would you know? i could be better than you!"

"yeah, yeah, fine," he pulls his face away from your fingers’ grip on his cheek. he gives you a faint smile, exiting out of the game and clicking 'new game'. "i'll go easy on you."

you slide off his lap with anticipation, grabbing the fluffy bean bag he had bought exclusively for you from the corner of his room, placing it next to him. giving it a pat to smoothen its wrinkles, you made your way to the tv stand's drawer in quick strides, retrieving an extra game controller.

"you don't have to, sei," you smile warmly, settling into the softness of the bean bag as you prepare to show nagi seishiro what you were made of. "i want it to be fun."

he nods, hesitantly clicking the start button. while watching the one-minute timer displayed on the screen, he remembers to explain the rules to you.

"basically," he begins, "there’s a five-minute time limit. the person who reaches one hundred kills first, or whoever is the closest to one hundred kills, wins."

"yeah, i know, dummy." you tease, reaching out to tousle his hair, in which he responds with a subtle blush tinging his cheeks rose. "i've been watching you play for at least an hour now."

the bolded numbers on the now-split screen enlarge, signaling the beginning of the new game; 3...2...1...

you waste no time, immediately equipping your weapon, fingers swiftly moving along the buttons. silence was quick to envelop the room, thick with the weight of your competitiveness.

nagi shoots you a surprised, quick glance, before focusing his gaze back onto his side of the screen. suddenly, his attention is drawn to the corner of your part of the screen, where your kill count is displayed.

to say the least, this man was astonished to find out that you’ve racked up 63 kills in slightly under three minutes. his eyes widened in disbelief ever so slightly, registering the number with admiration.

"what the heck..." he accidentally huffs, quickly pressing his mouth together as the sound of his confused voice reaches his ears.

you let out an amused giggle, "surprised?"

he does not respond, lost in his own muddled thoughts. how could he, after underestimating you so badly? how could he say anything when you, as you were currently speaking, have over 60 kills compared to his mere 34?

the white-haired boy feels a prick of suspicion creeping in; he hadn’t known that his partner was an expert at video games. why hadn’t you told him? he sighs, realizing that the person he could have played with all this time was right beside him all along; he would no longer need to play with his tediously boring game-mates or those doltish bots which he had always deemed a hassle.

then, the game came to an abrupt stop.

98 - 52

he stares hard at the game over screen, a deep frown creasing his forehead. "nuh-uh, let's do it again..."

"ahh, i told you i could win!" you cheer, your finger lightly tugging on the skin under your eye as you stick your tongue out in jest. "and sure, i really want to hit one hundred this time!"

a soft grumble escapes his pouty lips as he buries half his head under the inside of his sweatshirt, leaving only his eyes visible. "m'baby's so cocky..."

100 - 67

"fuck, again!"

99 - 75

"this game's gotta be rigged!"

96 - 56

"seiii, i'm boredddd—"

"one mo' time,"

89 - 88

"ack–fuck this shit… i'm going to sleep."

you blink your eyes in silent amusement— this was a side of him you had rarely ever seen. your usually calm, bored boyfriend trying so hard at something; it was adorable seeing him so invested, even if it was simply a video game.

but somehow, you had managed to fire him up enough to the point of rage quitting?

"y’know sei, i was going easy on you..."

"..."

despite his muted response to the fuel you've added to the fire, you catch a glimpse of a proud smile tugging on his lips as he retreats back onto the bed, beckoning you to join him. “that was fun… play w’me again, ‘kay?”

© 2024 bluelockmaniac — do not repost, copy, translate, modify, etc my work on any platform !

untitled chatfic— S. NAGI

gn reader, classmates to friends to lovers, possible ooc, swearing, just fluff mainly. reader is someone people look to for academic help etc etc and it kinda sucks because they're only wanted for that (this is me projecting)

most of the timestamps are ok i think. the previous name sucked btw.

AUTHOR'S NOTES !!!

did y'all notice how the contact name keeps changing !!! ignore the bottom left one tho cuz i forgot to change it ahaha...

also, nagi gets more n more attached to reader so u can see how he goes from replying v late to replying immediately, starting to text first more etc etc !!!

reader also gets p comfortable w him !!! using emojis more, occasionally not giving a freak ab punctuation !!!

rip reo's card

its half past 4 in the morning i should sleep.

likes reblogs and comments are appreciated very much !!! <3 tysm for reading.

© laughingfcx 2024. do not repost, translate or plagiarise.

untitled chatfic— S. NAGI

gn reader, classmates to friends to lovers, possible ooc, swearing, just fluff mainly. reader is someone people look to for academic help etc etc and it kinda sucks because they're only wanted for that (this is me projecting)

most of the timestamps are ok i think. the previous name sucked btw.

AUTHOR'S NOTES !!!

did y'all notice how the contact name keeps changing !!! ignore the bottom left one tho cuz i forgot to change it ahaha...

also, nagi gets more n more attached to reader so u can see how he goes from replying v late to replying immediately, starting to text first more etc etc !!!

reader also gets p comfortable w him !!! using emojis more, occasionally not giving a freak ab punctuation !!!

rip reo's card

its half past 4 in the morning i should sleep.

likes reblogs and comments are appreciated very much !!! <3 tysm for reading.

© laughingfcx 2024. do not repost, translate or plagiarise.

"We're over... "

♥︎Blue lock boys and how they deal with their relationship breaking♥︎

Bachira continues a light facade. You want to break up with him? Yeah, he heard you. He knows what's going on. You want to end things? He's starting to distance himself and communication is failing. Okay, fine. Try to survive without his hoodies. Want one more night of fun before you two end things? It's only when you've packed your bags, and he's all alone again that he breaks. There's no one beside him, and it's all his fault.

Reo goes straight to aggression and denial. He can't win you back then he wants you out of his sight. He's already packed your things, separated your things and his, he makes sure the your home looks like a ghost of what it used to. He wants all traces of you gone, he wants you gone. At night, he holds the ring he planned to propose with against his chest and swallows his cries in your once joyful bedroom. He doesn't need you, he repeats again and again, and he doesn't want you.

Nagi plays the fool. Okay, so you two are over? You're tired of having to force him to do this and go on dates, yeah, he understands. Does that mean you two can't go out together? Does that mean he has to move out? Help you move out? That's too much work, just stay together. He's been forcing himself along the entire time, what's the problem? Why are you crying? Why are you leaving him? Why does he feel so hurt? He tries to sink into the couch, relax, but he aches for you. What can he do?

Rin gets what he wants in the worst way. He knows he's been obsessing over soccer. Knows that he's pushed you to second again and again and again. You're not happy with your relationship, then leave. Oh, you're leaving, of course you are. Everyone does. Go on, pack your bags. He likes it better when there's quiet at home instead of your incessant whining. The house is too quiet though. He keeps looking at your spot in the stadium. For the first time in years, all he can focus on is soccer. For the first time, it's not enough.

Chigiri lets his melanchy overwhelm. You can't deal his cynicism then leave. Want to fix the problems in his relationships. You're bothering. Want to be by his side? How dare you? It would be better if you left him alone. He hates how you're always by his side like a goddamn parasite- you drain his energy like one too. When you leave, no one cheers encouraging things at him anymore. No one checks up on him. No one brightens his day like you did. His leg aches, it's far from the worst pain he's feeling.

Sae pushes you away. You were always getting too close, seeing something under his perfectly made mask that no one else did. It infuriates him, he can't have anyone seeing all his cracks and fractures. His disgusting imperfections. You're pushing him away now- good- that's what he wanted. If he needed a warm bed, he would ask his thousands of groupies anyway. The house is cold and no one is there to see how hideous he is. All his fears and insecurities are locked in him again. His heart refreezes, and he shivers when he gets into bed without your warmth. This is what he gets for falling in love.

Two Peas In A Pod

—A blessing... or a calamity in disguise?

Fandom: Blue Lock

Pairing: Nagi X Fem!Reader

Genre: Crack, Humor, Horror

Format: Short fic

Warnings: Breast feeding, Jealousy, Probably ooc!Nagi

Word Count: 1.5K

A/n: Idk I just thought this would fit him lol. Might remind you of boss baby.

There are moments in life which can never be forgotten. Long awaited moments that leave a sweet velvety taste in your mouth and get engraved on your memory,

Moments like this.

Nagi is in hospital, standing next to the delivery room with his infant in his arms. He's wearing the most genuine smile he could ever wear, staring at his baby boy's angelic face. The baby has the tiniest hands ever that would get lost in his if he were to hold them, and the cutest chubby feet ever. He could just eat them right away.

"Wow Nagi, he looks just like you!" Reo says, smiling at the sight while snapping a picture. "You two are like two peas in the pod, except that his hair isn't long enough to be as messy as yours"

"I know. I did hope he'd take after y/n, but he's still cute"

Your husband looks so grown up like this with a baby in his hands. That's what makes Reo to snap another picture, this time in full frame of both Nagi and the baby. His smile is as soft as when he watched him saying his vow to you, and he can't help but to feel happy for his best friend.

"I'm gonna go get a cup of coffee and call Isagi and others. They've been waiting for the news"

"Ok"

Nagi's gaze doesn't leave the baby's face to follow Reo's footsteps walking away. He persistently stares at the baby's closed eyelids, wondering if they're hazel colored like his, or have the color of your eyes. Maybe it's a mixture of both, he thinks, if it's possible. He doesn't have to wait for long to find out though, because suddenly, the baby's eyelids start shuddering and in less than a second, they're wide open, displaying the warm chocolate brown color of his eye balls.

Every inch of his figure resembles his father. Even the look in his eyes is curious, just like Nagi's is right now.

"Welcome home, little thing. We're gonna have so much fun together, me and you"

…

"I don't think that's gonna happen"

Nagi doesn't know whether he should believe his ears, or his eyes. A talking baby? That's a miracle! Babies don't start talking until they're two years old, but this one in his arms was definitely the one talking a little while before, since his intense stare is piercing through Nagi's heart.

I must have very strong genes.

"What do you mean, that's not gonna happen?"

"Oh sorry, I guess I wasn't being clear on the matter" The baby speaks in a semi-grown up voice. "I meant that, you won't be having much fun from now on"

"How come?"

The baby's innocent expression is all gone. Now there's a straight yet devilish look on his face which Nagi doesn't find charming. "I thought you would already figure out that much, but I guess I was wrong. Heh...what a pain"

"Stop giving me that shit and tell me already"

"You don't care much for sharing; do you, my dear father?"

Oh.

Nagi doesn't like where this is going. He feels an unwelcoming sense of threat in his heart.

"So what? Are you saying you're gonna steal y/n from me?"

"No..."

The grin on the baby's face isn't casual. All of a sudden, Nagi doesn't find a single thing resembling him. The baby looks more like... Light Yagami from death note, the blond version.

"...I'm saying that I already have"

This can't be happening.

"Tough luck. You'll never be able to split us off. Y/n's love for me is boundless. I'm her one and only"

"You were her one and only" His gums are visible through his demonic smirk. "Now that I'm here, you won't get a quarter of the attention you used to receive. From now on, I'll be the one who sleeps in her arms at— well all the time. She'll always be near me, looking after me since I'm just a fragile little thing. The time she used to spend alone with you is gonna be limited to less than ten minutes, and your share of affection will also be mine. Even if you two do get the time to be alone with each other, she'll be too exhausted to even look at your face. She wouldn't miss it, since she gets to be with me all the time"

The world comes crashing down on the white haired man. Through his storming mind, he can see himself curled up under the strangely ice cold blanket while staring at you frustratingly, asking you to get in the bed with him already. But standing on the other side of the room, it feels like you're a thousand miles away, voice barely making its way to his hear yet so destructively striking him, saying you have to put the baby to sleep first. Even after doing that, you're so tired that you pass out on the bed before Nagi can even lay a finger on you.

"Not only that, I'm gonna take away all the other things you enjoy as well"

Another illusion appears before his eyes, only this time he's sitting on the couch, and you're standing in front of him, wearing a somewhat annoyed expression.

"I'm sorry Sei, but we can't afford to buy more video games anymore. We have to start saving up for Light's college"

No.... that can't be real. He can't give up on his video games for a serial killer's his child's future. That's absurd. You're not expecting him to do that, are you? You know how video games are important to him.

"Just you wait my stupid father, I will take everything you cherish in your life, and it starts from this very moment, with your most loved one"

His most... loved one?

Just as he's about to ask the little demon about his intention, the door to the room opens and a nurse comes out. "Alright! It's the baby's lunch time"

No. Not that.

"His lunch time? You mean, y/n's gonna feed her...?"

Nagi's voice is shivery, like he didn't know about how the babies drink milk. The nurse is a little taken aback by that, but still keeps her smile on.

"Yes sir, he needs to be fed right now, so if I may..." She reaches out to take the baby from his embrace, but fails when Nagi steps back.

"You... can't do that. I mean, this baby looks like he should drink formula milk instead of breast milk. It'll be better for him"

"The hell are you talking about, Nagi? Let the nurse take him to y/n" Reo suddenly appears next to him, giving him a questioning look.

"No— You don't understand— I—"

"What's up with you man? Here, ma'am; take the little thing to his mommy"

Nagi feels all the misery existing in the world raining on him as he watches the nurse take the infant to you. Reo looks away when you pull up your hospital gown to reveal the enchanting sight of your breast that are bigger than usual and are full of milk, all ready to be devoured in the baby devil's throat. This is it. The beginning of his torment, the sight of his most comforting treasure being possessed by another person, shattering his heart into a zillion pieces.

"No..."

The baby squeezes your right nipple with his hand, letting out a small whine.

"Stop it... No..."

You softly caress his cheek and baby talk him to enjoy his meal.

Why can't all of you people see his devilish smirk?

"No..."

The baby looks at him from the corner of his eyes. He's taking his most special thing, his stress balls, his warm pillows he snuggles his face into at nights, his soft squishies he plays with whenever he's bored, his delicious jello balls he sucks on to help him go to sleep...

"No... No... No..."

You hold your left boob and snuggle him closer to help him drink, and he helps himself out, by brutally taking it into his mouth.

It happens.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Then Nagi wakes up from his sleep.

Through his blurry vision, he recognizes his room in the middle of the night, and of course, your kind hand on his shoulder.

"Sei? Are you ok sweetheart?"

Nagi keeps panting. He hurriedly looks around the room to see any sign of the baby, but thankfully, he finds nothing. He can't ignore the cute bump of your belly under your oversized T-shirt though.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"If the baby looks like me we'll give it away"

"Excuse me??!"

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