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tonguetiedraven · 2 years

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More slugs, perhaps?

Of course :D I think there are about two parts left.

Part: One, Two, Three, Four (you’re here.)

Summary: Ryuuji gets put into a new tank and quickly makes friends with the neighboring sea slug. The cheerful Rin finds himself entirely taken with land slug Ryuuji, and the star crossed slugs are determined to find away to be together without letting a little thing like salt get in their way.

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Ryuuji’s bowl was full of tasty things, and Rin had a lot of fun mixing and matching them. The green pellets tasted fantastic with the fungus Ryuuji had found, and he was pretty sure it was his new (second) favorite thing.

He didn’t think it was possible to replace cucumber as his absolute favorite.

They packed a few of the pellets in some leaves that Ryuuji tied shut with a bit of grass, and that made it so they could carry the food with them as they started out to deliver Mephisto’s message. They had two and a half days to do it, and knowing Ryuuji was going to be with him made it all the better.

They got a late start (according to Ryuuji) but Rin felt like it was fine. Renzou and Konekomaru both followed them to the tanks boundaries and watched until they’d glided to the top.

(And that was hard to do. He hadn’t appreciated how strong and stubborn Ryuuji was before.)

And then they were on the other side of the glass wall and in a whole new world for both of them.

"Careful," Ryuuji said, gliding close and brushing against Rin's side. "It's trickier going down."

Rin nodded with determination and gripped the slippery glass extra hard. They started down together, slipping and sliding and going much faster than they’d climbed up. It was a relief to reach the bottom.

Ryuuji knocked his head against the ground and frowned. “Huh. It looks like a tree but it doesn’t feel right.”

Rin had never seen a tree. Just Ryuuji’s branch. And he only knew that was part tree because Ryuuji told him.

Rin slid a bit closer, shifting around to keep his shell upright, and promptly paused as he got his first clear look of the place their tank was in.

It was bright. Like sunlight filtering through water bright. There was coral here too, all bright and soft looking, but in strange shapes. He couldn't tell what was poison or not. There were blues and reds and greens and more pinks than he cared for. They lined the corners of this place, and looking at it, Rin realized, with a start, their tanks were in an even bigger tank.

“Ryuuji?” he asked quietly, moving forward on the not-a-tree. “What is this?”

“Huh, oh.” Ryuuji joined him at the edge. “I think the big creatures call it a house? It’s the thing they live in. I avoid them.” He nudged Rin’s cheek with his own. “Where did you say you have to go?”

Rin blinked, lost in the colors and the strange shapes. It wasn’t like any coral he’d ever seen. House? Well this big creature had a weird one. His colors were too bright and Rin didn’t like the way they went together. It was as ugly as Mephisto’s coral castle.

“Rin?”

With a bit of a jolt that had him slipping forward, Rin realized Ryuuji was talking. The other slug made an alarmed noise at his jolt and stuck his head out to block Rin from moving further off the edge.

“Careful! It’s a long way down! You’ll break your shell.”

Oh. It was a long way down. That probably would have hurt, and if he lost his shell, he’d be back in his real form. He’d suffocate.

Rin nuzzled Ryuuji’s withdrawing face with a big grin and promptly noticed that it made Ryuuji blush.

This trip was going to be so much fun.

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Ryuuji was, all in all, managing okay. He’d had to stop Rin from doing dangerous things a few times, and it was kind of making him look around with more anxiety, and kind of making him want to just pick Rin up and set him on his back so he couldn’t actually get into trouble. It was a dangerous world for a slug. Even one that had a fancy shell on their back.

But he was also struggling with how touchy Rin was. The other slug would slide close to him until their trails mingled, and he’d nuzzle and cuddle and laugh and chat and tilt his head against Ryuuji’s neck and curl around him and ask endless questions and smile so bigly that Ryuuji’s heart would feel even funnier in his chest.

It was hard to keep moving forward through the ugly decorated house when Rin was leaning against him and he knew they only had a little while together. He wanted to stop and curl tight around Rin and never let him go. He wanted to tell him everything, and he wanted to kiss him. He’d never kissed anyone before, but he’d like to try with Rin.

But right now they were slipping past a few other tanks and cages, and he was extra nervous. They were traveling down a slug lunch alley. And not in the way that meant they’d be the ones fed. No, they were on the menu. The rats had rammed against their bars, tiny paws reaching through to try and catch them, and Rin’s curiosity had made it so Ryuuji had to pull on all his speed to get between him and the predator who just wanted a bite of slug.

The skinks were next, and the large green one sidled up to the glass and pressed his face against it, watching Rin the entire time and licking at his face as if he could taste Rin.

Ryuuji pushed Rin past that one with a worried twist in his gut.

“Ryuuji!” Rin gasped, and Ryuuji’s heart shot right back to his throat in fright as he quickly turned around to see what had happened.

It was a cage of frogs. Big frogs. They were all hopping around and making the old thing rattle, and it had Ryuuji hurrying over to Rin.

“Leave ‘em alone.” He shoved at Rin’s side, slowly pushing him away from the slug eaters. Frogs would eat any bug, and any slug. He didn’t want some kind of stare down with these things.

“But it’s a froggy! Like the tadpoles!”

“So?” Ryuuji pushed harder and Rin was forced to slide forward a little.

“Ryu-uji,” Rin whined, trying to stop and failing. “I wanna see them! You told such cool stories about them and look how high they can jump! I wanna jump!”

“Stories?” Ryuuji stopped pushing and straightened. “You wanna hear stories?”

That caught the other slug’s attention. Wide blue eyes turned to him excitedly and Rin nodded.

“Yeah! Tell me one!”

“Su-sure.” He was never quite prepared for how pretty Rin’s eyes were. “On one condition. You gotta keep up with me.”

Rin scowled. “I know what you’re doing, but I wanna hear the story, so I’ll follow.”

Ryuuji went as fast as he could, panting a little as he talked about racing with his friends to out run the frogs on summer nights. He talked about the fun of hiding under logs and how good it always felt to get back home knowing he’d beaten them. He talked about watching frogs go from being all squirmy and swimmy to an awkward in between, and finally to something that could live on land or water, and how weird he’d always found that.

He talked and talked until they were past the frog cages, and almost past an empty tank. He talked and talked and didn’t notice Rin slowing down and eventually stopping. He didn’t notice until he finished a joke and didn’t hear Rin’s happy laugh.

He whipped around thoroughly confused, and found his heart freezing somewhere in his throat.

Rin had stopped more than a dozen centimeters back, far too far away. Sitting a handful of centimeters in front of him, staring with big unblinking eyes, was a tree frog.

It wasn’t in a tank.

Its red eyes were locked on Rin, and it was breathing quietly as it watched Rin. Rin who was beaming up at it and didn’t seem to understand just how quickly and happily that frog would eat him.

“RIN!”

Ryuuji shot across the space between them, blazing a trail as quickly as he could, not thinking of anything but saving the slug he loved from such a horrible fate. He was terrified for him, terrified at the thought of Rin being wrapped in the creature’s terrible tongue and swallowed whole, never to be seen again. No more bright smiles or cheerful nuzzles, no more laughter and eyes that stole his breath. No first kiss or future. He’d never get to show Rin how spinach tasted or how pretty strawberries were and how they could be sweet and tart.

There wouldn’t be any of it if he didn’t move fast enough.

Rin’s head turned towards him with a curious tilt, and the frog twitched.

“RIN! RUN!”

“Wha—”

The frog turned his attention to Ryuuji, and seeing a bigger snack, he jumped. His horrible tongue shot out, aiming for Ryuuji’s middle, and he was going to be the one swallowed. He was going to die. The sticky mass hit him in the side, knocking him over as it stuck to him and began to pull him towards the big mouth.

“Ryuuji!”

There was a flare of blue light, and Ryuuji was freed as the frog let out a terrible croak.

“Back OFF!”

More blue light, Ryuuji was surrounded by the flickering stuff now and couldn’t see anything but the brightness. He closed his eyes and brought them down, hoping he could get rid of the bright spots in his vision and move. He had to help Rin!

The light vanished almost as quickly as it had arrived, revealing Rin in front of him, foot firmly on the ground with his head and eyes raised as high as they could go. He was covered in flickers of the blue light, and the frog was cowering back from him.

“You heard me!” Rin snapped, pushing up a bit taller. “Get out of here!”

The frog hopped back, croaked mournfully, and then hopped away. Rin turned back to him, and Ryuuji couldn’t do anything but gape at him.

Rin had just saved him.

“What were you doing?!” Rin demanded, gliding up to him with a wild look in his burning eyes. “You coulda died, Ryuuji!”

Indignation bubbled up and pushed past the shock. “Hey! What was I doing? What were you doing?! Huh? Frogs eat slugs, dumbass! You coulda—”

“That frog had its tongue on you!”

“No shit!”

Rin slid around him and looked at his back, nudging the sticky residue with his face in a nervous sort of way, and the indignation faded away as quickly as it had come. A more fluttery feeling replaced it.

“Rin. Rin, you gotta… you gotta be more careful. It’s a dangerous world for a slug. We got a lot of things that want to eat us, and I… I don’t want you getting eaten.”

Rin straightened and turned to face Ryuuji, a small frown tugging his lips down.

“But I don’t want you to get eaten either.”

“Then let’s both try and be careful. Okay?”

Rin headbutted him. “And yell out a warning next time, okay? Don’t throw yourself in danger.”

“Hey! I didn’t know you could get all bright like that.” He blushed, all too aware of how he’d thrown himself at that frog to keep Rin safe, and certain that he’d do it again in a heartbeat.

“Well I can.” Rin beamed, looking immensely proud of himself as blue light flickered over his body. The smile slowly dropped as he stared at Ryuuji, and Ryuuji felt his face going a bit red with something a little like embarrassment, but much nicer. It was a lot to be looked at in that soft way.

“We, uh,” he said, feeling a little dizzy and wondering why it was hard to remember to breathe, “should, uh…”

“Yes?” Rin asked, seeming even closer. He had little spots of red in his blue eyes. Ryuuji had never seen anyone else with such pretty eyes.

“Should…” Agh! It was almost impossible to think when he was looking at Rin. He drew his eyes back, trying to suck in a big breath and stay on track. “Should get going. We got a long journey and the sun will be up soon.”

Rin stared for a moment longer before nodding.

“Yeah.”

They took off again, and Ryuuji couldn’t help wishing he’d waited a few moments longer.

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A/N: I feel like everyone should know I ended up making bonrin slug emotes for my server xD

#bonrin #bon x rin #ao no exorcist #blue exorcist #my tumblr fics #slug au #bonfire #ryuuji suguro #rin okumura #ryuji suguro #bon suguro #aoex #bon/rin #aoe #ane #the reaper moment will always be my fave #and i had to include it

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sunasbabie · 2 years

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he’s just so 🥺 i love him :<

#.txt #my second fave boy fr #cause no matter what rin will ALWAYS be number 1 ☺️

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doobea · 8 months

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WE ARE THE LOVESICK (GIRLS) - SAE ITOSHI

synopsis: Sae learns what the term 'whipped' means and comes to terms with it.

content: a sick!fic, fluff, sfw, early established relationship, itoshi siblings have a good(?) relationship, feels more like a brother bonding fic, soft!sae, sae centric pov, fem!reader word count: 1.6K a/n: yuh the title is based off of my fave blackpink song hehe and my bf is sick rn and instead of taking care of him im writing instead whoops - also posting this on rins birthday is NOT a crime

There are two things that Sae takes from this impromptu trip back home. One is that he should've done his passport renewal online because now he has to wait up to a whole month. He's not mentally prepared to explain that to his manager who's currently over six thousand miles away. And two, he's recently learned that you get sick really easily when you travel. Like ridiculously sick.

"Sae, I'm dying."

There's a sniffle. A cough. And then silence.

You definitely sound like you’re dying, Sae thinks. From the kitchen, he carefully watches your movements on the couch. Which is almost minimum to none. When you don’t respond to your name, Sae rushes over and takes a look. Your cheeks are flushed, hair sticking to your forehead in a way that didn’t look comfortable, a bit of drool hangs from the sides of your mouth from your lack of ability to breathe, and worst of all —

"My head hurts, Sae…" Another cough. "Do you have any aspirin?"

In the most loving way, he wishes you would’ve just stayed back in Spain.

He takes hold of your palms and places his forehead against yours. It's hot and wet to the touch. It makes him physically recoil back and Sae looks almost annoyed with himself. Maybe he should've tried harder to convince you to not come.

Sae hasn't been back home in maybe a year or two, he thinks, but surely there must be some aspirin or any form of medicine in the house, right? A quick rush through the drawers and every nook and cranny in the house proves him otherwise.

Sae jogs back to your curled-up figure on the couch and throws on his windbreaker. "I'll go out to the store and get some."

"No," You sit up too fast and wince, hands settling on the sides of your temples to support the weight of your head. "I'll get over it soon. Maybe it's just the humid weather?" You lamely suggest.

You always double down whenever it comes to your health. Trying to convince yourself that it'll get better soon because you hate being an inconvenience to others — others being Sae. You're doing this even when you look like an absolute (beautiful) wreck in Sae's eyes right now. But maybe he shouldn't exactly leave you alone when you're in a feverish state, especially in a space you're unfamiliar with.

He takes off his windbreaker and gently places it over your shoulders as he thinks on his feet. "Then I'll get someone else to do it."

You wrap yourself in his jacket and repress back a coughing fit. "Huh, like who?"

Only one person pops up in his mind and Sae isn't sure if he can count on him. But, even after everything that they've gone through, he can probably trust him. Well, maybe not trust but more like he's his only option.

"When did you even get back?"

"Last night," Sae answers and rushes to the point. "I need you to make an errand run."

"What?" Rin’s voice fills with annoyance over the line. "Why would I do that?"

"Because," Sae looks over his shoulder at the sight of your body in a fetal position on the couch. You’re visibly shaking a bit too much for his liking. Sae takes a deep breath and exhales loud enough for his brother to hear. "My girlfriend is sick. I've checked the cabinets and we don't have any medicine. I don't want to leave her alone at our house."

There's a pause and Sae is wondering if his brother has hung up. Then, Rin clears his throat on the line.

"You want me to drop what I’m doing to get medicine for your sick girlfriend? Am I hearing that right?"

Sae snaps his head at the sound of you coughing once more. You look disheveled and your eyes are unfocused on what's in front of you. He sharply inhales once more. "That's exactly what I want. Do you need me to repeat it?"

Another pause and then it's Rin's turn to sigh.

"Whatever. Be there in fifteen."

And Rin keeps his word, showing up precisely in fifteen minutes, in his tracksuit to be exact, begrudgingly holding a plastic bag in his hands. The big yellow smiley face contrasts sharply with Rin's visibly irritated expression. In the bag, there’s a bottle of aspirin, cough syrup, vitamin gummies, and three ice cream bars.

Rin takes one of the ice cream bars before shoving the bag into Sae's hands. "You owe me." He hisses out.

Sae ignores his brother's glare and only nods, mumbling a lazy "thanks" before making his way back into the living room. Rin quietly follows behind. Sae figures it's because he's semi-curious about how he's been, though Rin will never admit it.

You stir from the couch at the sound of plastic and wake up when Sae pours out the contents onto the coffee table, immediately ripping the cough syrup packaging open and pouring the recommended amount into the little plastic cup.

"Here, take this." And Sae watches as Rin grimaces at how softly he speaks to you.

You weakly nod and tilt your head enough for Sae to bring it to your lips. A quick swallow followed by an equally quick shudder from the bitterness and you manage to crack a small grin. "Thank you, babe."

Rin suppresses a gagging noise when Sae plants a chaste kiss on your forehead. You take this moment to finally register two and two together. Sae hasn't outright introduced you to his family members, but he has shown you pictures of them from time to time.

"Sorry for the intrusion—you must be Rin, right?" You sit up straight, still wrapped around Sae's windbreaker, and extend out a hand. "He's told me a lot about you."

Yeah, maybe Sae should've locked you back home.

His younger brother throws him a look, not annoyed but slightly amused. "He has?"

You seem to miss the panicked scowl that Sae flashes at you and continue on. "Plenty! He talks about you almost every day and watches your games at the dinner table."

Sae tenses when he feels Rin's gaze hardening on him. "You do...?"

Sae awkwardly clears his throat, suddenly feeling heat rushing to his neck, and starts heading towards the kitchen. "I'm going to make a drink."

Fortunately, you didn't catch the thick tension and begin rambling to Rin. And seeing Rin attempting to start a conversation with you is physically painful. Sae sips on a cup of coffee as you talk about what you do for a living and how you and Sae met. Rin awkwardly nods, adding a small few comments here and there. He'll occasionally try his best to smile and sound remotely interested without coming off as a deadpan ass. Talking to Rin is like talking to a rock, Sae concludes. A giant, lanky, grumpy rock.

"It was nice meeting you, Rin." Your voice still sounds fried but better than what it was earlier.

"Yeah, you too." The taller male rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and stands. "Hey," Rin's voice directs over to Sae and he nudges his head towards the hallway. "Mind if we talk real quick?"

Sae exhales for what it feels like the tenth time today. "Sure."

Both brothers lean on opposite sides of the wall, seemingly also avoiding each other's gazes because wow the floor looks mildly entertaining right now. When was the last time that they even had a proper conversation without ripping each other's throats apart? Sae honestly can't remember but it didn't seem like that was on Rin's to-do list.

Rin breaks the heavy silence first with a loud unwrapping sound from his ice cream bar. He stares at it for a long moment and splits the bar down the middle, offering one stick to Sae. "How long are you staying for?"

Sae accepts it and takes a small bite. "A month."

"Showing your girlfriend around the country?"

"Maybe, but I'm just waiting on my passport."

"Should've done it online, dumbass."

Sae pretends the comment doesn't tick him off. "Why are you asking anyway?"

"Nothing." Rin drops the subject and finishes off his half of the dessert. "You've gotten softer. It's like you're whipped or something."

Sae rolls his eyes and bites off the remaining ice cream on his stick. "What does that mean?"

"It means that if she asked you to do a handstand and sing a song, you'd do it."

Sae finds himself pausing, thinks for a bit, and shrugs. "And that's a bad thing?"

Rin's eyes narrow before racking a hand through his hair. "Actually, forget I said anything."

For a brief second, Sae isn't sure if Rin is annoyed at the fact that he would do all those things for you or if he's annoyed that he didn't know what whipped means. Maybe both.

Rin pushes himself off the wall and starts heading towards the entrance, waving off to you as you lay on the couch, probably scrolling aimlessly on the phone. Before Rin steps out, he whips around and gives Sae a final hard stare.

"If you're ever free, let me know." And before Sae can even respond, he's out the door.

You giggle from the couch at the interaction. "He's cute."

The couch dips slightly as Sae plops down next to you, arms immediately wrapping around your waist and tugging you close to his embrace. "Sometimes weird." He adds.

"By the way," You start in a coy tone. "You're fine with doing all of that?"

Sae presses his lips against your shoulder and hums. "Doing all of what?"

"A handstand and singing me a song." Your grin is so infectious that it's making his heart swell.

"I can do it no problem," Sae replies easily.

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock imagines #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #doobea writing #blue lock headcanons #itoshi sae #sae itoshi #sae itoshi x reader #itoshi sae x reader #blue lock fluff #is this another soft sae fic?#of course it is silly!#dw my bf is fine #i think?#im changing up my lil dividers hehe #gonna associate the colors w the character :>

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undyinglantern · 2 years

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Why are they always Miku ripoffs, where all the other vocaloid reps huh

#my faves were always Len/Rin bc of the servant of evil series and that one song where they say like ‘L L R R up up down down’ or whatever #and Gumi and Luka bc of CircusP #AND LUVORATORY. Admittedly listened to the reol version more but the original just happens to be by rin and gumi lol

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hai7ani · 20 days

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等了一辈子的你 / i have waited an eternity for you / right person at the right time

one night stand who you thought was just gonna come and go shows up unexpectedly at your door the next day, the day after, again, again, and again. except he doesn't come for sex, no. he never asks for it. instead he brings flowers and he offers to cook you both dinner with groceries that he bought. he asks about your day and he listens as you ramble on and on about the dogs at the park or the new cafe you've been wanting to try and he never once complains that you talk too much like the others do. sometimes on weekends he brings you to the beach and he takes many polaroids of you that he hogs in his wallet and sometimes on weekdays he drives you to the other side of the city where he claims there is good food (aka the restaurant that he grew up frequenting and has developed a close relationship with the lady boss. this is how his mother finds out that her son has been seeing a certain somebody). he doesn't share a lot about himself, and you never push him to tell you, but he always wants to know more than who you are 一 he wants to feel the drum of your heart and the flame of your soul. but he disappears one day just when you thought things were going well and it ultimately ends up like how you'd dreaded things to become 一 your little heart in pieces and your life back to melancholy grey. until he finally shows up again and this time he's on one knee on your porch, in the rain, and he's asking for you to marry him. you do not see a ring in his hand but you do see a lifetime with him in his eyes. "i left to buy us a land, in the countryside. with a house." just like you've always wanted. and suddenly your chest doesn't feel as tight as it did anymore. a drop of your tear falls onto his cheek and you smear it across his skin. "i've been away for 13 days," he kisses your palm. "13 days my bones were burning and my heart was bleeding because i was not with you." and he lets out a long breath as you melt into his arms. "you are with me now, my love," you moan. "i am with you."

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theghooligan · 7 months

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not ran being a doll after cheapshotting taka-chan like that 😭

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verysium · 5 months

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how bllk boys would react when u draw them, could either be rlly good or rlly SHIT u choose idk (plz include barou and the itoshi bros) 😊😊😊 i love you and ur works, and the way u write the boys and ur content makes me laugh fr, one of my fave bllk authors mwjahaja 😓 have a great day, ily:3 and the icks post made me smile like all of ur posts do!

thank you so much anon ♡ this ask had me contemplating very seriously, so apologies if it's a bit late:

sae is definitely awestruck in some way, even if he doesn't immediately show it. i think i talked about this in a previous headcanon, but he has a deep-seated admiration for artists who can grasp abstract concepts because he himself cannot. he would be somewhat flattered if you drew him since he's never considered his own appearance to be particularly inspiring. would be appalled if you considered him your muse. like....why? to him, his looks aren't anything of importance (clearly he is blind.) would probably say your drawing was inaccurate but then hang it up by his nightstand so he can look at it every night before he goes to sleep. if you're a full-time artist, he probably keeps a little stash of your gifts in a small box beneath his bed. sometimes if he's having a bad day or he lost a game, he goes back and flips through them just to make himself feel better. secretly loves the way you draw his bangs and the little swoop you do in your signature.

kaiser corrects every single detail in your drawing. stands behind you and gives you little pointers here and there. he should have an 8-pack, not a 6-pack. his jawline isn't sharp enough in your initial sketch. poses shirtless in front of you so that way you can encapsulate the full extent of his sexiness. shows off your drawing to every living creature in existence. "isn't he handsome?" like...🙄 yeah, michael we know. he's probably the hardest to draw because of his tattoo, so i think he genuinely appreciates it when you put in the effort to capture his intricacies. will never admit this but he's low-key proud of you and your talent (mostly just your ability to make him look good.)

rin is one of those people who doesn't understand hyperrealism. like why does he need a highly detailed sketch of his face when he can just take a photo and print it out? i don't think he understands art in general. probably despises modern art too. he'd take one look at a rothko painting and be like....i could draw this too...in my sleep. similar to sae, i feel like he's just numb to the sentimentality of gift-giving. doesn't understand why you would waste your time drawing a little picture of him, but it does make his heart feel strangely fuzzier, so maybe he'll keep it this one time. lo and behold, months later he now has a collection of your drawings he doesn't have the heart to throw away. refuses to let isagi or anyone see them because they're meant for his eyes only.

yukimiya has impeccable taste. in fact, he's probably an artist himself. i think it'd be cute if you both drew little sketches of each other throughout the course of your relationship. but neither of you ever knew until you gifted him your sketchbook for christmas, and he was like....guess what...i drew you too. thinks you're pretty even when you don't think so. sometimes when you're having a coffee shop date, he scribbles a portrait of you on his napkin because the sunlight hit your cheek just right in that moment, and the birds were chirping, and he fell in love all over again. i think it's also tragic that he's slowly losing his eyesight, so he won't be able to enjoy your drawings and the vibrant colors you infuse into them. that's why he treasures them even more. probably thumbs over the pages from time to time. memorizes every stroke and line.

isagi likes the way you always draw that little tuft of hair that sticks up on the top of his head. it looks like a cute little bean sprout. he pins your drawings up above his bed next to a polaroid of you two in germany. buys you a professional art set for your birthday. if you're a digital artist, he buys you a new tablet and stylus.

bachira adds his own doodles next to yours except he makes a chibi version of everything. always pesters you to include his little fangs. uses the boldest combination of colors. he would definitely be a messy artist. paint everywhere. fingernails perpetually stained a different color. you both draw during class, so when you two trade notebooks to actually study......there aren't any actual notes.

barou acts like he doesn't know what to do with your drawing of him but then the next day you visit his house, and he's already put your artwork in a fancy picture frame. refuses to let anyone else even stand within a ten meter radius next to it because he doesn't want their "nasty fingerprints" all over your beautiful masterpiece.

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starrbright · 5 days

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Repentance And Reward

Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu & Suna Rintaro

your bullies fucks you.

this was supposed to be just a drabble. 2.8 k

i settled this in a college setting. all my y/n are fat and of color.

if you've been here with me since day one, you'd figured it out i like it messy and sloppy. i am so serious when i say all my faves in haikyuu can spit in my mouth😔 i really made myself so horny while i was writing this.

inspired by @shaisuki, her piece of the trio being bullies.

honestly don't know if this counts as manipulation. spit kink hahahshahahah. thigh riding. handjobs. slight thigh fucking and blowjobs.

It's another day of the slight misery that weighs heavily between everything; being the manager of the inarizaki boys. Of course, the reasons being—the menace of all them, the Miyas and Suna.

Yesterday ended with you not being able to hold back anymore, pent up dejected frustrations bursting suddenly that allowed you to have the guts to at last put them in place somehow, at least. And despite they repented, and you of barely passing by for all their actions, you're still as rightly upset about it all.

They expected it. When they came in the gym for their morning training, the three arriving earlier than usual having talked about what to do with you—with the sight of you alone being there already and preparing all their necessities. Familiarized of their footsteps enough to know it's them, not even looking the doorway when they walked in, nor falter your focus of what you were doing, just simply ignoring them again.

It's cute. You think you can keep up against them.

You think you're the only one who has been penting up something. That it's only you who's gonna overflow and snap. What happened yesterday only gave them the push. Whether it'll only piss you off more or accept their apology, they don't care, after all--it'll be a win-win.

So there you are now being trapped by the trio once again, ignoring your protests when they spoke of making it up to you, if you could just go with them to the lockers. You have an idea of what they're imposing but trying to deny it in you.

Atsumu and Rintaro remains to bombard you as they pull on your arms, your body trapped between the two as they walk towards their intended direction. While the two always simply enjoy taunting you to a mess, Osamu doesn't want to waste time anymore, they only have an hour before anyone arrives more and a few minutes has passed by already.

"Osamu!" You gasped when you're suddenly as easily lifted off the ground by the said man, wrapping your arms around his neck in an immediate wary, looking up at him in disbelief. "Put me down," your voice lightly dragging in both plea and irritation.

Given, he doesn't listen. The snickers of the two echoes as they follow as Osamu keeps heading to the lockers.

"Come on, sweetheart. You want this, hmm?" There goes Atsumu with his mouth again, always putting words in your mouth—when you now find yourself locked with them, cramped between them like never as their hands begin to touch you everywhere.

You shake your head, keeping up with your protests, trying to push them away but it's only met by heavy and peering eyes, so much of their amusement and the lust. Strongly ignoring the tents they had in their shorts. But you could hardly deny yourself as well.

For once, you admit at least only to yourself, Atsumu is right about you.

"Why don't we just see it for ourselves and let her see it as well?" Rintaro said. Cupping your round cheeks between his one hand, stopping your useless complaints and the other pulled down on your pants, with the help of Atsumu.

"No," you let out weakly and barely as Rintaro keeps his fingers squished on your cheeks while your lush waist and panties are revealed. Hearing them muttering curses when they let your pants pooled on your feet, fat thighs there for them to feast.

"Rin—" before you could utter more, his hand has already dipped in your panties, looking dead in your eyes as he slides his palm further, cupping your mound, two of his fingers feeling how your cunt has been leaking a bit. Breath stopping in your throat and eyes threatening to flutter when his said two fingers began to rub your folds, feeling how your slick drips more. Your eyes stay on anything but their eyes, embarrassed; shy from how aroused you are as they remain eyeing you down.

Rintaro's smirk curls up more, "Aren't ya filthy?" he has the nerve to say and rub his thumb on your clit, eliciting a sudden whimper from you. To prove more of their point, he takes his hand back and shows it to you. Smugly parading his slicked digits, your eyes widening when he sucked them in his mouth, humming as he does. "She doesn't want this, nah." Says he, his untainted hand getting his phone from his jacket and began to record. Knowing all the best angles to catch with whatever goes next.

And what Atsumu says in haste after, they can't wait for. "Fuck, I wanna taste, too."

A pathetic sound barely tumbled from you as he dropped his knees on the floor, your panties yanked down, "Atsumu!" Your hands couldn't even make it in time to prevent his mouth from going to your cunt, forcing arms kept against the back of your thighs to spread you open as he laps on your mound.

The blonde loudly groans from your taste, his sounds rumbling within you and his tongue eagerly licking your cunt, your mere restraint slipping away completely. "Look at 'er," Osamu says, taking notice of every little reaction you have, his hand laying on your nape to turn you to him and sealed your mouth with his. Rintaro gliding his own on your neck sloppily as he takes off your jacket, shirt and bra. You whine even more when they begin to get raw with their thoughts aloud. "Her pussy tastes good, doesn't it, Tsumu?" Rintaro prods in between, his hand groping your breasts, and you, in a mess of not wanting to hear their crude words but so riled up from it. Your poor cheeks once again held by Osamu this time as he freed your mouth and made you look down to his twin.

Atsumu takes a moment to let your pussy breathe after he gave no mercy to it in giving you pleasure; slurping you up while he kept licking and sucking. Spitting on you a few times, even as parting your little hole to spit in you, your juices and his drool already such a mess that he's been drinking. "S'fucking great," Atsumu wildly rasps, mouth wide open and dribbling of the mess. The sight of his eyes you've never seen from anyone because of you. An insanity he knows he has on, with teeth and widened lips soaked, hearts in his pupils, swirls in his widened eyes.

Osamu rumbled a low laugh, squeezing your cheeks. "You've no idea how badly we wanted to do this to ya," he muttered on your ear, his tongue flicking so slowly there.

"Bet you thought about this, too." Rin chuckles, both he and Samu pressing their still clothed and hard cocks on each of your thighs. Your hands now held by the two and led you to palm them, heavy and full against their shorts. Their groans came with its ever teasing laughs as you let your fingers caressed them, hiding your face on Samu's neck, long given up to deny them, and yourself. "Good girl." Samu breathes, his mouth still on your ear.

They, as always cruelly, continue to taunt you of what you can't and won't escape from. "Just say the words, princess." Atsumu croons, back to petting your wet cunt with his thumb.

There you go giving in. You nod, filled with shame yet eagerly you do. "Yes...please..."

So, not a minute sooner, you're on top of Atsumu's right thigh, soaking him there of your leaking cunt, Osamu and Rintaro's cocks in both your hands, Atsumu fisting himself as he kisses you, his other hand on your thick hip and began to move you on him.

"This is so fucking hot, fuck." Rin cursed as he and Samu slowly fucks into your hands and of you meeting their thrusts, his recording still going, your left breast being slapped by him and the other heavily kneaded by Samu.

The view showing most of you, your naked breasts to your ample belly dripping of sweat and their spits from all the sloppy kisses they gave you. Atsumu's thigh with a little paddle of your slick. "Move, baby doll." Atsumu demands as he stopped kissing you, guiding you to grind on his thigh more, making your hands tighten and tremble against their cocks and the two hiss even more.

You follow, with you not allowing too much of your sounds leave you as you fuck your pussy on his thigh, still trying to ignore the shame drowning you. It's nothing but adorable to them as you keep that wall up, still wanting to avoid their eyes.

"Still so shy, huh?" Atsumu exposes your readable thoughts, a grin stitched aside on him, and then your cheeks were once held again, locking your gaze on him.

"Nothin' to be embarrassed about, love." Osamu says. He's not lying but he wouldn't lie as well that sight of you so little while they're whoring you out—makes his cock want to pound your cunt endlessly.

Of course, there's Rin. "There is if she's being such a slut right now for us, hmm?" He laughs, then licking up a thick stripe on his left fingers and smeared it on your nipple as he toys with it.

You're wordless against theirs. What could you even say to them? Complain? While you're pleasuring your cunt by riding the star setter of the team's thigh, his damn glorious thighs. Pressure so fucking good in your sex. Your hands obediently pleasing two cocks. Parts of your body already leaving marks from their hands of slapping your tits, nipples pulled and pinched, your ass spanked, digging on your thighs, gripping your arms, groping your belly, from their nails driving amidst in all of it. Their spits mixed in your mouth from their kisses, that drips down on you so warm.

"Ya like this," Samu says the obvious for you and you could only gnaw your lips at that, bearing to hold Atsumu's gaze as you keep your pace. "Say it for us, doll." the man begins to use his hold over you, his blonde twin's smug but nonchalant face breaks into a grin seeing how Samu's effect on you, fucking his on his hand cock a bit faster.

Everything is so damn good. "Like this...I like it...so much." You utter in whimpers. "All feels good," you barely mumble and they swear, they almost let themselves cum from that alone.

"Fuck." Rin laughs so breathlessly, a groan catching in his throat from it, gripping his phone harder as his hold on it began to shake. The twins just held their reactions but no better.

Wanting the four of you to finish all the same time, Samu poses a push that'll do it. "C'mere," he murmurs, his hand on your chin and turned you to him. "Don't swallow until they've all spit." he ordered before he opened your mouth and let his tongue hover above yours. A thick glob of his saliva slowly dropping to your tongue, resulting a loud moan from you, your eyes rolling back, his grip that was now on your neck squeezed tight.

"Shit. Holy fuck." Atsumu groans when he sees it all. Rin as well, "Fucking hell."

Then Atsumu was more than eager to follow next, though carefully getting your head to him so as for you to not waste Samu's spit. There he let his spit fall on your puddled tongue, a few drops slowly beginning to drip on your lips from how much they gave you.

You couldn't wait to swallow it all, now it was Rin. And he was glad he's last because he gets to do what he does. His tongue lolled out and his spit trickles down to yours into thick drops from how much he gathered.

Just so to please them more, instead of just closing your mouth and immediately swallowing—you slowly rolled your tongue up and back in, giving them a glimpse of how their spits dripped down to your throat and whimpered when you do swallow, your paces faltering but theirs in a fast rhythm. "You're such a good slut." Rin pressed tightly, lightly slapping his fingers on your cheek.

All of you so close. "Fuck, come on, doll, faster." Atsumu grunted and you heed again, catching back your rhythm, fast, both for your pussy and the two cocks on your hands.

"Just like that, princess." Osamu says, gripping on your right breast so hard. It's no half a minute when you've all let yourselves let go for your peaks to immediately rise; dogs in heats of your movements, panting so loud, your grip on their cocks tight and desperate as is your thighs on Atsumu to keep on pushing your cunt to its end, Atsumu thinks he could never go back to watching porns when jacking himself off when he could have a live show.

"Close?" Osamu calls to you when he takes your face to him again and kissed you. You nod immediately, eyes given up and just closed as you keep kissing, your hips doing its best to finally take the edge off.

And at last you do after a moment more, whining loudly when you came and had you shuddering greatly—still even when you stilled your hands on their cocks, threatening them to cum right then and there, they held back, Atsumu as well. Savoring the sight of your end for a moment but not long enough to let your high down.

"On your knees, love." Osamu says, though they know you could barely comply, your body already on clouds, so Atsumu does it for you. In a hurry but still as gentle to getting you off of him and you tried to get on your knees. "Open wide."

Fuck, what they were going to do was better than their spits. Your mouth opens wide and tongue laid out, hazy eyes tired looking up at them, seeing their cocks near your mouth as they fist themselves.

Then they came one after another, their three cocks huddled close to your face but making sure no drop is wasted as their cum spilled straight to your mouth. They groan of curses with the heat flooding them as they finally released, the sight of their thick and hot cum flood on your tongue. Swallowing it all in so much of delight.

You're slumped on your knees, heaving for breaths, eyes in a feathery state. Shame long numb in you despite still there. And how could you even feel it still when you just keep seeing hearts in their eyes? You were sure your own pupils were beginning to whirl its own hearts.

So you weren't surprised when they went for another. Making most of the remaining time and they haven't had enough. They couldn't. Osamu having you on his lap as he fucked your thighs, your pillowy flesh suffocating his cock so good and while rubbing against your wet pussy. As you suck off Atsumu and Rintaro at the same time, switching from giving them a handjob to let them fuck your mouth in between. The ending once again, them cumming in your mouth. No happening left unrecorded. They had you good.

But more of them by you.

Why else Atsumu had taken your bag from the bleachers when they took you to the lockers? Cleaned you up good after with your things. Eased your used body with their skilled hands. Dressed you back up neatly in your uniform. That they're the only ones who cleaned up any mess and didn't let you to even help a little.

When you opened the door and took a step aside, you flinched at the sudden sight of two figures. Kita and Aran.

You could only stand there frozen as they near, having left no choice but to let the inevitable be. The three now walking out as well. You don't need to look at them to know they're unfazed. Normally smug, more so with what just happened.

"Y/N." Kita nods to you, his calm look remaining even as he eyes the three besides you.

Your look as you stare at the captain is deeply apologetic, despite you want to laugh to yourself as you see the sheer knowing look of Aran and the want of the ground to just take you. "I'm so sorry." You mouthed to Kita.

Bless his heart, he only tuts his head as he merely gestures it's alright and you could go. And you do, covering your mouth in disbelief, mirth and shame as you walk away from them and back to the bleachers when you hear the captain's words to the three. "The next time you do this again, don't do it here."

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garoujo · 1 year

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MAYBE I JUST WANNA BE YOURS — BLUE LOCK

feat : nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, itoshi sae + mikage reo

♱ warnings — f!reader, situationship scenarios [they catch feelings], sort of situationship -> lovers, reo treats you in his limo, all characters written 22+, accidental confessions, jealousy. / note. my fave trope 4 my fave boys ofc <3

・✶ ｡ﾟNAGI SEISHIRO

honestly you’d never have thought that nagi had feelings for you considering his usual drowsy expression, but he was the one who had to feel his heart race every-time he heard a familiar knock on his apartment door, one that always let him know it was you as he shuffled (a little too quickly) to let you in.

there’s already a ghost of a smile on his lips when he reaches out to grip the door handle, one that he quickly buries behind a drawn out sigh when he finally greets you on the other side, as pretty as you’ve always been. “hey, you don’t have to knock y’know. eh, just come on, ‘ts cold and you getting sick would be such a pain.” he drawls despite the way he suddenly feels too warm underneath his oversized clothes.

but now nagi’s got you trembling for another reason entirely as you lie pressed beneath him, your body still coming down from your orgasm as the snowy haired striker whimpers into the crook of your neck. there’s a string of breathy, pretty curses falling from his lips as his cock thickens and throbs inside of you, hands twisting tight into your hips to keep you still.

you shudder when you feel him sink his heavy cock back into your twitching walls, giving into the needy coax of your body as his hips grinds against yours — lewd squelching noises filling the room as a mixture of both your orgasms drip and soak the bedsheets in the place between you both.

“fuck—pretty thing. quit squeezing so tight, ‘m sensitive.” nagi breathes, a trembling undercurrent to his tone and your mind is too hazy to pick up on the soft kiss he smears along your skin as he finally comes down from his high. he plops his weight down on top of you before rolling onto his side, his cock beginning to soften inside of you as he catches his breath.

you pant softly before turning to blink up at the striker beside you, but your eyes widen when his arms move quickly to pull you flush against his chest instead. it feels more intimate this time, you know nagi’s always been a cuddler, but maybe it’s the post orgasm haze that has you nuzzling closer to him.

“seishiro? are you awake?” you finally ask after a few wordless moments, your voice a breathless little whisper that breaks off into a huff with the silence that follows the question, only accompanied by nagi’s soft breathing from where his face is buried into his pillows.

it only takes a few more seconds being wrapped in his natural warmth before sleep falls heavy along your figure aswell, which means you don’t notice the way his eyes open up a few moments later when he leans into rest his lips against your temple, mumbling quiet enough so that he doesn’t rouse you as he holds you closer.

guess this plan b will work until nagi’s got the courage to actually ask you to stay the night.

“sorry, pretty thing. you were too comfy, and eh—i guess i jus’ wasn’t ready for you to leave me yet.”

・✶ ｡ﾟBACHIRA MEGURU

bachira hadn’t really considered the actual conditions of your agreement, all he knew was that he wanted you and he’d go crazy if he didn’t have you. but he just couldn’t help the feelings that came with it when you felt like you were fucking made for him, the late night visits becoming more regular because he needed you, and he didn’t even wanna deny it.

“pussy feels so good ‘round me, baby—mhm, wanna feel more of you, you gonna give me more?” he babbles from above you, lower lip held between his teeth as a giddy little smirk rests on his pleasure stricken features. it’s quick, the way he’s sinking his cock into your plush pussy with his next thrust, his hands gripping tightly at your hips to keep you in position as he begins his brutal pace.

bachira’s lips part with the next squeeze of your walls around him, pulling him even deeper as he drops himself on top of you, nuzzling into the crook of your neck with a low chuckle when your legs only seem to spread wider. “see, want me just as bad, baby. should just lemme have all of you, yeah?”

your back arches at his words as he smears messy kisses along your skin, basking in the way your nails claw at his back as you’re reduced to nothing but soft pants of his name, the sound alone making his pace grow irregular as his need for you consumes him. “oh, i think you want that baby. ‘s that a yes? mhm.”

bachira’s babbling before he’s pulling back to pull you in for a feverish kiss, letting out lewd whimpers of how fucking perfect you are for him as your pussy continues to squeeze him, feeling him smirk against your lips when he eagerly swallows the next needy whine from your own. he exhales shakily with the next roll of his hips, his pace stuttering when he begins hammering against the spot that he knows will have you creaming around him in seconds as he trembles over you.

he’s so lost in you — his mind is foggy, focusing on the needy push and pull of your body as he hisses, moaning shamelessly when he feels his orgasm suddenly wash over his body just as your walls twitch around him.

“want you so bad, lemme call you mine, m’kay? c-come on~ take all of me so well, baby. don’t want anyone else.” the confession that slips from bachira’s lips is sudden, a slip up in a moment of tenderness that has him swallowing rough as you milk him. he almost panics, but then you’re grabbing him tighter in response as he pushes his load into your pussy and suddenly he’s not scared anymore. “oh? told ya~”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI RIN

it wasn’t something that rin had expected to happen at all, everyone he’d met had been lukewarm, but you’d stumbled into his life and been there when he was stressed and worn from practice, you made him feel better — and now he doesn’t think he ever wants to stop.

“rin, fuck!” you mumble, gasp with the first too deep touch of his cock against your swollen spots as your chest pushes tighter against his, pussy squeezing around his pretty cock as his pace only grows faster — pushing him deeper as his jaw clenches with his next pleasured hiss.

“shit—does it feel good?” rin asks, his voice low and ragged and the tone has your toes curling from where they’re hooked around his hips, legs spreading eagerly with the way your body is so eager and ready for the pleasure you know only he can give you, it almost answers on its own.

“f-feels so good.” you babble back anyway, and your mind is almost too cloudy to notice the way he nibbles at your neck with your reply, rolling the sensitive skin between his teeth like he’s hellbent on leaving his mark — because he is.

“then you don’t need anyone else, nobody else can touch you.” his words are muffled, buried into your skin like he wants, needs your body to remember them as his fingers curl into your skin.

rin thrusts into you again, his pace a little rougher this time as the sound of skin slapping picks up with every wet press of his hips into yours. he hates the way he can’t seem to control himself around you, like you take every ounce of his self control and consume it — you devour him completely with one pretty little look and he hates it. he hates how much he fucking loves it.

his fingers curl into the fabric of the pillow next to your head before he curses roughly, fucking into you with practiced thrusts that have you keening until you’re almost melting with every loud slam of his hips with yours. you’re only vaguely aware of what’s going on with the pleasured haze in your mind, rin’s cock is smoothing along all of your sweet spots but he’s still managing to hold you so tenderly — gentle, and a stark contrast to how ruthlessly he’s fucking into you.

you look up when you feel his fingers rest along the side of your jaw, but he pulls away just as quickly before he’s mumbling something beneath his next groan, a rush of warmth in his veins due to the fluttering pull of your pussy — but he makes sure you hear him.

“you’re—fuck, you’re mine. say it.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI SAE

the agreement was never something sae thought he’d find himself in, not when he barely had any time for anything other than practice — getting better, being the best. but then he met you and suddenly he was making time, enjoying your company more than he’d like to admit, but he needs to control himself.

“does anyone else make you feel this good, sweetheart?” he breathes from where he’s pressing into you, he knows he shouldn’t ask, but he can’t help the sudden jealous feeling that seems to overcome him everytime he’s wrapped in the warmth of your body, does anyone else get to feel you like he does?

sae considers trying to play it off like a slip up but then the next roll of his hips into yours makes you moan out his name so pretty, and suddenly his sharp gaze is cutting into you and his next thrust is digging the answer he craves out of you. “i asked a question, answer me.” he grits as his pace slows with the next roll of his hips, and he can feel the way your tight walls stretch around him when your lips part.

“no—fuck, no sae. there’s nobody else.” you mumble back, it’s affirming, and it has a low curse falling from his lips with the next twitch of yours walls around him as he begins a steadier pace. he can’t deny the pride that swells with the desire in his abdomen, your answer on spurring on his movements as he takes more of you.

“hm, keep it that way.” your hands grab at sae’s shoulders to keep yourself steady with his words, but he lets you pull him closer in the process until he’s almost curling over you — smearing kisses along your temple everytime he sinks his cock deeper into your walls.

you’re already whimpering at how good he fills you, your eyes closing in bliss and for a moment, you feel his pace stutter when he sucks in a breath, you look pretty like this, replaying like a mantra in his mind as he takes in the sight of you.

sae’s hips jolt forward as he watches the way your features contort in pleasure, needy moans of his name falling from your lips as they draw him in. his head dips towards you before he’s placing a gentle kiss against your cheek, and his cock twitches again when your sending him a starry-eyed glance as he rocks his body into yours again.

“i’m the only one who gets to feel you like this, isn’t that right?”

・✶ ｡ﾟMIKAGE REO

your agreement with reo was definitely unlike any sort of situationship you’d had before, it had started normally, meeting up whenever you were both free — letting off some steam. but then the dates happened, the way he spoiled you and bathed you in affection and money like it was limitless.

but he can’t deny that he can’t get enough of you, it’s like you’ve suddenly became something a little more — he’d taken a liking to you, bragging about you at functions and practice. which is why he doesn’t see any problem with spoiling you like he feels like you deserve, because you were his afterall.

it’s dark in the backseat of reo’s limousine as you sit straddling his lap, your shopping bags from your day together lying forgotten on the floor as his hands grab at your hips to keep you flush against him. he looks up at you like you’re a real prize, bouncing yourself dizzy on the end of his cock as his hips meet each of your needy little thrusts.

“you’re mine, right? all this is for me.” he grins but his words don’t waver, even when your walls are squeezing around him so sinfully as your body rocks forward, but his hips follow the movement with the next deep kiss of his cock against your sweet spots.

“ye—ah! yes, i’m yours..” you gasp, it’s pretty and warm and reo can’t deny the way it makes his cock fucking throb before he’s dragging you along the length of him again, hooking one of his hands around the back of your neck so he can pull you in for a kiss. it’s needy, greedy the way he licks into your mouth with his next breath as you tremble on top of him, grabbing fistfuls of his violet hair to keep yourself grounded.

“yeah? look so pretty on the end of my cock, bunny. makes me wanna spoil you some more—“ he drawls, but he means every fucking word when you push yourself back into him, and the movement on its own makes something primal, possessive take over his body as his pace grows quicker, heavier until he’s almost slamming you down onto his cock.

“come on, cum for me and i’ll be so good to you, treat you better than anyone. only me, bunny. mine, yeah?”

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katsutora · 1 year

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— THIEF !

ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; chigiri hyōma ; itoshi sae

summary: how they react when you steal the blanket

note: i sure do hope this is not too ooc. i fucking love blue lock a healthy amount 🤏🏻 anyways who’s your fave character(s)?

⚘ ISAGI YOICHI

ㅤㅤnow THIS is a sweetheart and an absolute dumbass in this scenario but we love him. he woke up all cold (possibly with a frozen shoulder) in the middle of the night and his first thought was to check up on you. when he sees you all cuddled up and warm, he just kisses your forehead and goes back to sleep. probably overthinks too though; is something bothering you, did you have a bad encounter with something while he was away, etc. catches the flu the next day lmfao. oh well, there you have it. it’s now your turn to give up the blanket and kiss his forehead.

⚘ ITOSHI RIN

ㅤㅤsimply pulls out a new one. you think he’s going to spend his energy on such a lukewarm thing (re: wrestling you for a blanket)? think again. is honestly sweet enough to let you steal it but won’t pass the chance to passive aggressively sigh (as loud as he can, mind you) because he’s forced to rummage through storage trying to find a spare one at three in the morning; on a match night; against SAE??? better hope he wins or else you’ll never hear the end of it. if he’s in a petty mood, he will hog the blanket the next night. well then, do you want to build a snowman? “rin, i'm cold, i can’t sleep.” “i can. good night.” just cling onto him, it’ll definitely melt his frozen heart.

⚘ NAGI SEISHIRO

ㅤㅤscenario a: he will absolutely fucking fight you on this. everything else is a hassle (except games and occasionally soccer, yeah yeah) but never steal his blanket. gets all pouty and shit. it’s going to turn into a game of tug-of-war or something because neither of you want to surrender. oh my god, everything is on the floor including you at some point. the good side is that it always ends up with the blanket tossed to one side and him cuddling you so it’s a win? ㅤㅤscenario b: bear goes on a hibernation during winter.

⚘ BACHIRA MEGURU

ㅤㅤbold of you to assume he’s not the one stealing the blanket? little shit (affectionate); beats you to it every time. nope, he won’t budge so don’t even try waking him up. okay, let’s say you managed to wake him up by repeatedly poking his cheek and calling his name but does he want to open his eyes? “hey, isagi, hey, pass” MEGURU, PASS THE BLANKET BACK? help. just get another one smh.

⚘ CHIGIRI HYŌMA

ㅤㅤyou've put him in a predicament, god save his soul. prays that he won’t accidentally wake you up during his attempt on pulling it back a little bit further to his side. “i'm gonna take this now, okay?” oh boy, your grasp only tightens. stares at you for a long time because he doesn’t know what else to do. tick tock. considers just snatching it on minute ten. let’s try a different angle, maybe if he pulls it from this corner, 44° to the right, it’s— nope, sorry chigiri. will most likely pass out from his endless creativity exhaustion.

⚘ ITOSHI SAE

ㅤㅤoh wow, oh. stealing a blanket from the itoshi sae? wow. if his night isn’t peaceful, then he’s going to drag you into this miserable land too. will and won’t hesitate to wake you up. “i have a match tomorrow.” imagine replying “ok? and i have the blanket. bet you don’t have that now, do you, sae?” lmao. will immediately get up and leave to sleep in the guest bedroom. ok but try hugging him and saying “and i have you in my arms.” he’s baffled, he’s in shambles, shaking, crying, throwing up.

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