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bakubunny · 3 months

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*taps mic* ahem

tw: daddy kink n ddlg dynamics

begging dilf! katsuki to read you bedtime stories every night because you just like hearing the sound of his voice, it’s innocent…promise. you’re definitely not getting hot and bothered by it. and when his voice is all rough and tired, it definitely doesn’t take more willpower to keep from riding his thigh. you just like bedtime stories…and the best way to hear them is when he lays in bed with you. he won’t notice how fidgety you are, or how touchy you’re becoming, or how close you keep scooting, right?

would i act just a smidge bratty just to get scolded by dada?? no of course not.

this is unfair i - i left your inbox alone for once

i can hear it now

katsuki chuckles, and it rumbles in your ear, laid up against his chest. “quit yer squirmin’. ‘m tryin t’read to ya.”

“…sorry daddy,” you reply.

he kisses you on the head and continues to read. and you try, you really do try to stay still. but your fingertips curl a little tighter into his shirt as your palms get warm with every passing word. your thighs squeeze and rub together just enough for him to catch. so he stops.

“what is it, kiddo?” he asks, his voice low and jumbled in your stomach.

you do your best to ignore what’s now a subtle throb between your legs. “i’m cold.”

you’re not sure if he believes you, but he doesn’t question it.

“then snuggle up close, c’mon,” he says. katsuki draws you in closer and reaches across his body to pull one of your legs over his.

you swallow. if he didn’t know before, he does now. the damp heat radiating from your core is intense and unmistakable. still you stay silent. you don’t see his grin, but you can hear it.

“you comfy, princess?”

you nod.

“good. now where was i?…”

his voice is so warm as he picks up where he left off, and gosh does it make you feel the same way. katsuki’s hand wanders down your back as you hold one side of the book at his request. your hips buck involuntarily into his leg from the comfort of his touch and the aching need still growing in you.

“s-sorry,” you murmur.

his soft laugh fills your ear yet again. “such a needy girl tonight. i can feel it. keep goin’, little one. try n get to the end without beggin’ me to help.”

this is way more than i planned sorry

#st-stop using that name for him i-#im trying to exist in these hard times and #if that’s what he wants to be called i might just combust on the spot #im dizzy #my stomach is in knots #so fuzzy #byee 🌊🌊🌊#ur always welcome starr but good grief this one got me more than i expected #u said scolding i said but but he’s so soft #tw daddy kink #tw age play #💖#🧸#bakugou katsuki #bakugo katuski #asks #tw dark content

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loupy-mongoose · 20 days

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I find it interesting that your Marth mew was noticeably more anthro than your usual mews. Was that intentional? Or was it just a funny quirk of translating the design?

I was looking at Marth's Brawl image, so I might've just done it more one-to-one than I normally would.

Also have no idea how to translate that hair onto a cat without it looking human, lol. (Also gotta keep the boots and gloves~)

#art #Watching my bro play Smash Ultimate playing random online tournaments #he got Marth and I felt a wave of affection and nostalgia that I had to get out as art #Red has always been my favorite color (liked Roy better in the Melee days lol)#but I have a soft spot for these particular blues because of him. X3 #Yes I do have a Marth Amibo. That I NEVER use.#He just stands there and looks pretty.#This turned into a Marth appreciation ramble oops

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crybaby-bkg · 1 year

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holding Bakugou’s face in your hands and singing the cheesiest songs to him and watching him try to complain about everything even though he can’t help but love how everything sounds and how pretty your mouth is and admire how your lips curve around that one word. gets so entranced at the sight and sound of you, he doesn’t even realize how heavy his head has gotten in your palm, how low his eyes are, and how red his cheeks have gotten <3

#this was a self ship post but I got too embarrassed ajshdkdj #anyway you sing in love with you by erykah badu and he gets so sweet n soft n lax in your hold #or giving him a scalp massage while humming a love song under your breath #he’s PUTTY #you try to do this w Eiji and he tries to sing with you and throws you off #bc he’s so goddamn adorable but so damn tone deaf lmfao #I never talk about him but you do the same w shouto #and he’s just kinda staring at you and you think he doesn’t like it #but you try to pull away and he’s grabbing your wrist back and goes #‘why’d you stop? that was extremely relaxing. could you do another?’#I would melt on the spot #love singing to my favs if that wasn’t obvious #okay gn a few eps some bnha are airing dubbed tonight and I’m ready to catch up some ^_^#I think it’s the episode where bkg wakes up in the hospital????#—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬

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miniagula · 2 months

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they make me ILL and SICK IN THE HEAD

#they got that goaded into a terrible decision swag that corruption arc swag #that i'll help you unlock your full horrific glorious grotesque potential swag that i'll change you for the better/worst irrevocably swag #*shaking you by the shoulders* listen 2 me oh my god it's abt who's right abt hell and redemption #it's abt al being both mentor and ally and obstacle it's abt who truly is getting corrupted it's abt the power imbalance between #the overlord & the princess of hell it's abt how in trying to manipulate her she inadvertently becomes one of his soft spots #it's abt the inevitable heartache and betrayal when their respective deals blow up in their faces #it's abt falling hook line sinker into something you promised you were never going to do #and i will be honest. i love their voices and how touchy they are w each other. little things like that #the first shot ESPECIALLY #and ik he was fucking w lucifer. but she just looks SO unexpectedly fond #every time charlie brightens at him i get closer and closer to losing it #charlastor

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hystericfae · 2 months

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so who's your favorite of your otome guys (whose identities I will remember even more badly than I do the dialovers boys 😭)

STOP ITS SO SWEET OF YOU TO ASK. FROM VIRCHE EVERMORE..? I think I'll rank them like...

Scien

Lucas

Ankou (I wanna put him 1st tbh but I didn't get enough of him to really feel as emotionally connected with him as I WANT to)

Yves

Adolphe

Mathis (still have yet to play his route though)

#I've also got a HUGE huge soft spot for dahut I'd rank him higher than a few of the boys on here #I wish he got some sort of route where we just focused on his interactions #thank you for asking 😈#In any circumstance just assume you can't go wrong with saying scien lucas or ankou #I'll add dahut in there too even though hes not a love interest you would not be wrong assuming hes a favorite

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kingkatsuki · 10 months

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Today I am once again thinking about biker!Bakugou. Sigh.

#seeing him come into your dingy dive bar for the first time #or being initiated as a new member into the gang #or maybe he’s the leader idk #with a soft spot just for you #or or or maybe he’s in a rival gang but you have a fat crush on him #or maybe you got into a fight with your date and he left you stranded in the middle of nowhere #so you’re trying to walk home but it’s cold and you’re tired and alone #and suddenly Bakugou pulls up on his bike to see if you’re okay

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nonuggetshere · 1 year

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Here's how you too can stop being a background Patrol Guy in a few easy steps!

Step nr 1: murder

#clangen #warrior cats oc #wc ocs #spooky arts #I think the fact that Kinkstar was a background boyfailure who had literally nothing going for him except he was the designated patrol guy #and mentor and he was the lame part to his much more interesting sister and then he just went and became an accomplice in murder and became #a leader just. Made me have a soft spot for him #Yeah babygirl give us nothing!!#It's like if Thornclaw was made a leader and I'm living for it. It's so funny #The fact that the only singular guy with no personal drama or interesting romances or relationships and who's defining trait is his undying #love for his much cooler twin sister got chosen as deputy is just. Sending me. Of all cats #Okay to be fair maybe choosing the only one who has his life figured out and isn't getting into petty drama was the right choice #my ocs #oc: kinkstar #oc: oddflower

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gunsatthaphan · 1 year

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🥹💛☀️.

#bed friend #bed friend the series #yim pharinyakorn #bed friend ep1 #kinguea #domundi #thai bl #bl drama #I LOVE HIM #FAVORITE CHARACTER ALERT #i got the biggest soft spot for yim lmao hes so cute 🥺

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wonwoonlight · 10 months

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Life is funny bc it's 8am in a Saturday morning and I'm crying over Jihoon holding a rock

#woozi #lee jihoon #😔#hes not even my bias but #ive got a very very soft spot for him #khione.log

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sharksnshakes · 1 year

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Wesker Tormenting A New Survivor! HCs

It's too bad that nobody taught you, the new survivor, not to make a fool of Albert Wesker. It looks like he'll have to teach you himself.

A/N; every day y'all become more and more psychic. bc this was sitting in my drafts and @vasani was like 'yo can u take a crack at wesker???' so this is me, here, taking a crack at wesker. can't get over the fact that RE's most fearsome villain is named albert

Wordcount; 700ish

TW; dbd typical violence, death, mentions of mental and physical violence, suggestive themes, toxic behavior, narcissistic behavior, cursing, albert wesker is The Worst

Wesker thinks he's above everyone and everything, so let's make that clear right off the bat. Mans legitimately thinks he's unparalleled, please someone tell him to humble himself??

Anyhow.

That being said, Wesker's not the type to single out specific survivors. UNLESS, of course, the brand new survivor calls him a bitch to his face. Then, all bets are off...

What ticks him off the most is when he's made a fool of, especially by someone he sees as below him. Especially when you, a mere survivor (and a new one at that!) manage to somehow beat him at his own game, distracting him while the rest of your team escapes.

When you make it through the gates, he's 1) stunned and 2) furious. How had he been so shortsighted? How had you managed to actually outsmart him?

He swears to never let it happen again--and what better way to do that then by teaching you a lesson?

Trials with Wesker are immediately 1000000x worse than any other killers. The ambiance totally changes:

The air feels thick, unbreathable; there's a sense of complete and total dread that sucks the breath right out of your lungs. Tree branches sag, heavy with the promise of a bloody trial to follow.

Takes out the rest of your team as soon as he can in favor of focusing on you, like, they're Mori'd within three minutes.

You don't exist to him until any potential interruptions (your teammates) are eliminated, and will be straight-up ignored until they're out of the picture. Will Mori your teammates right in front of you in increasingly violent ways, staring at you and only you while he does the deed.

Aggressive, but in a weirdly calm way. He's cold and precise, very calculating, but won't hesitate to lash out in a moment of fury. Though logic guides most of Wesker's actions against you, emotion takes over more often than not...

Ex; Wesker would Mori you with his hands, but he thinks you're too far below him to deserve it, so you'll get Uroboros instead.

Not only does this scare you shitless, but it prolongs that feeling of helplessness he's trying so desperately to instill in you.

Also, he was literally the head of an elite tactical force, so not only is Wesker ruthless, but he's incredibly methodical. Knows how to wear down an opponent in every way and will do it to the point of overkill--he wants to watch the hope drain from your eyes on repeat. Nobody makes Wesker feel like a fool. Again, he's trying to teach you a lesson.

Studies you in and out of matches (everything from healing your teammates to fixing gens).

Not dumb enough to get close to the campfire, but when you're swapping stories with other survivors, you often get the feeling someone's watching you just out of sight.

I hate to say it, but Wesker's one of the killers you have, like, zero fighting chance against. Will actively laugh at you if you try to fight back, then slam to you against the nearest wall with Uroboros... ouch.

He's kind of a paradox tbh, because he doesn't want to give you attention (everyone's below him, remember?) but wants to knock you down a peg, effectively, painfully, over and over and over again. The only way to do that is to study you, so mans is suffering from INTENSE cognitive dissonance. Please send him to therapy.

Unlike other killers, he won't really get attached to you over time?? He is, however, royally pissed off when other killers mention how they Mori'd you, and will be twice as intense in the next trial he has with you. Mans is lowkey territorial.

TLDR; when Wesker targets you, he will target every aspect of you. He'll tear you down physically, psychologically, emotionally, and he'll do it to the extreme. He feels a need to regain his stolen honor, and, just like a bully on the playground, he thinks the best way to redeem himself is to push others around. And if anyone threatens that--whether they're a killer or a survivor--he'll take them out, too.

Yikes...

To say the least.

#albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker x you #albert wesker imagine #the mastermind #dbd #dbd imagine #dbd x reader #dead by daylight #tw violence #tw death #suggestive themes #tw toxic behavior #i've got a soft spot for him #like he's not a good person #but the soft spot is there nontheless #request

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giggly-squiggily · 5 months

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Doodle Boy (Blue Lock)

AND BOOM! We've got ourselves some good ol' Bachisagi! :D I was talking to a dear friend of mine (you know who you are :D) and the next thing I knew- here we are! It's not exactly how we discussed it (honestly it's been so long since we really talked about it I forgot what the original idea was) but I'm proud of it and I think you're gonna like it too!

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@myreygn @cupcake-spice13 @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @riisada

Summary: Bachira has a knack for drawing and doodles away in his notebook. For all his talent in drawing the people around him however- he can never quite capture his boyfriend.

Bachira grew up surrounded by paint.

The smell of acrylics. The faded stains on his mom’s fingers and clothes when she finished up for the day. The endless paintings of monsters and fields alike she created in her studio. Growing up, he loved sitting by as his mom worked, leaning on his soccer ball with wide eyed wonder.

“You know, Meguru. I have extra supplies- why don’t you join me?” She invited him once, warmth in her smile and green splashed across her cheek.

“Really? I can?” He was on his feet in seconds, running over to her as she pulled down an old sketchbook and pencils, all varying shades of the rainbow.

“Of course you can, baby. Come on- let’s draw some pictures.”

~~~

The pack of gel pens seemed to call to him when he looked- glittering in the fluorescent lights of the drug store.

“Hm? What is it?” Rin blinked, raising a brow when Bachira seemed frozen to the spot. “Do you want them?”

“What? Oh- Oh no. Nah, I just…” He looked at them again, brows furrowed. “I don’t…”

“...” Rin looked at him, then at the pens. Then- with a sigh, he walked over, picking up the pack and a pad of paper sitting below. “If you can’t afford them, I’ll pay.”

“Huh? Oh no- I can-”

“And if you can, I’m still paying. You want them, even if you're too stubborn to admit it.” Without looking back, Rin carried on his shopping, grabbing a bag of chips on the way to the cash register.

Bachira stared after him, eyes feeling strangely wet. Then he smiled, shaking his head and following. “I’m gonna draw you extra pwetty, RinRin~”

“Call me that again and I’m keeping the pens.”

~~~

Bachira tapped an ocean blue pen against his cheek, tongue poking out as he looked down at the paper. Isagi looked back at him.

Well- doodled Isagi. He didn’t quite capture the other boy right- the hair looked smooth and glossy, and his features were all in the right places. There was just something so…lifeless about it. The face was there, but there wasn’t any soul behind it.

Surrounding this particular doodle were others- poses of his fellow and former teammates alike. Chigiri, a human lightning bolt, streaks of pink flying behind him as he dashed across the page. Kunigami, standing tall on the Blue Lock building, a cape fluttering behind him as he struck a superman pose. He even drew Nagi, curled up in a gray futon with purple checkered print.

Aryu striking one of his magnificent poses. Tokimitsu’s nervous but kind expression. Rin melting into water. They all came so easily to Bachira, like he could pluck the image of them out of his mind and smooth them on the page.

And yet…

The door slid open. Bachira shoved the notebook beneath the pillow just as Isagi walked in, a towel around his neck. “Man, if there’s one thing I like here, it’s the baths! I feel so…refreshed.” He spoke between a yawn, cracking one of those impossibly blue eyes open to watch Bachira. “You good? You look like a deer in headlights.”

“Isagi~” Bachira schooled his features into a relaxed expression, grinning as he rolled onto his back, securing his notebook beneath the pillow. “Come cuddle with me.”

~~~

Isagi wasn’t one to pry. If he noticed Bachira’s sudden shyness around his notebook, he didn’t say. None of the team seemed to, if the dribbler were being honest. He’d get a few curious looks his way as he scribbled, but no one formally asked what he was working on or for a peek. It was something Bachira appreciated and grew bummed by. There were other pages he was willing to show, just…not these.

Another Isagi. Another frustrating attempt. He just looked so wrong! Every sketch had something amiss; his eyes were dull in this one, his nose was shaped weird in that, his smile was missing that versatility in it all around. It was just…off!

“Bachira, we’re heading out to dinner-” Isagi poked his head in just as Bachira nearly tore the paper out. “Whoa, what are you doing?”

“Huh? Oh!” Panicked, Bachira tried to shove the notebook away, but it was too late. Isagi was already across the room, resting his hands gently over Bachira’s.

“Dude, relax. I’m sure what you drew isn’t-” Isagi looked down and- paused. Staring. Bachira felt his heart rate accelerate as Isagi took in the slightly crumpled paper, eyes following every line and shape and block of color. His face was unreadable, further worsening Bachira’s anxiety.

“I-Isagi…”

“Bachira…these are incredible!” Isagi looked up, eyes shining as he grinned. “I didn’t know you could draw so well!” He looked back down, smoothing out the paper as he took in the doodled version of himself. “Dude- I look so cool! That..sounded kinda vain, huh?” He flipped the page, blinking when he found more of his face. “Oh wow…”

“D-Don’t look at those!” Bachira tossed himself over Isagi’s lap, hiding the notebook under him as his face burned. “They’re all wrong! Every single one!”

“Wrong? What’s wrong with them- I think they’re great.” His boyfriend poked lightly at his back, trying to peek around him. “And I’m not just saying that cause it’s my face.”

Bachira made a soft noise of distress, burying his face in Isagi’s thigh. Isagi frowned, noting the mood. “Bachira? Are you okay? Oh jeez, was this one of those private notebooks? If so, I'm sorry for prying-”

“No, it’s not…it’s not that.” Bachira sounded muffled, but Isagi could make out his words when he leaned down. “They’re terrible, all of them! I can’t draw you!”

“...I mean, I only got a glance but, Bachira, they look good.” Isagi offered gently, playing with the strands of hair along Bachira’s neck. “I don’t understand- how are they terrible?”

“They don’t look right! None of them really look like you!” The strokes seemed to calm him down some, but Bachira still sounded so…sad. “I didn’t want you to see them until I had you down pat, but…I don’t know why- you’re just too perfect!”

“Pfft!” He hadn’t meant to laugh, but Isagi found himself snorting at the word choice. Bachira gave him a mild pout as his boyfriend pressed his free hand over his mouth. “Sorry- sorry; I’m just not used to hearing someone call me that.” He dropped his hand, smile remaining. “But seriously- you don’t need to draw me perfect. The fact you drew me at all is such an honor! It’s perfect as is.”

Bachira didn’t look convinced, turning away and keeping his pout. Isagi reached up, gently poking his shoulder blade. “Bachira.”

“No.” Bachira huffed, pouting more even when he squirmed. “I don’t want it.”

“Do you really mean that?” When Bachira didn’t respond, Isagi poked him again, making him squirm more. “If you don’t want this, roll out of my lap.”

He paused, waiting. Bachira didn’t move.

“Figured.” He teased, switching to gentle clawing, running his hand across Bachira’s shoulder blades. The dribbler twitched in response, starting to smile despite himself. “You love it when I tickle you. Now- I’m not gonna stop until you let me see that notebook of yours!”

“Noohohohohoo! It’s ehehhembaahhaharassing!” Bachira whined, kicking his feet as Isagi carried on his tickly touch. “Iihihiihihiisahahahahgi!”

“Don’t try to lie- I watch you, you know? I see how pouty you get whenever none of us ask about your drawings! You want to show me!” Isagi pressed in, earning a proper bout of laughter from the smaller boy. “You want to show everyone your work!”

“Ahehahhahhaha! Dooohohohohn’t saahhahahy it ohohoohohutloohohohohud!” Despite his protests, he felt his heart do a little skip knowing Isagi was watching him. He tried fighting back, poking at the brunette’s ribs with quick fingers. “Thahahhake thahahaht!”

“AH!” Isagi yelped, nearly falling over. “Oh you’re slick! Come here!” He wrestled him on the bed, tossing the notebook out of the danger zone as he dug a hand into Bachira’s armpit, earning a squeal. “You’re really gonna get it now!”

“EHEHEHEHEHHEHHEHESAGIHIHIHIHIIHII!” Bachira howled, flailing on the bed beneath his boyfriend. Isagi just HAD to go for the spot right along the back of his pits, tickling both them and his dreadful shoulder blades at once! He’s too knowledgeable- Bachira unintentionally awakened a monster. “PLEAHHAHAHHASE IT TIHIIHIHIHCKLES!”

“That’s the point, buddy.” Isagi cooed, leaning in and pressing a loud smooch into Bachira’s cheek. “You gonna keep shitting on your amazing art or am I gonna have to destroy you?”

“AHEHAHAHHAHA! DOOHOOHN’T THRHEHHAHAHTHEN MEHHEHE WITH A GOOHOHOHOD TIME!” Bachira squeaked out, making Isagi guffaw. It wasn’t long before they were both laughing, side by side in the messy bed as they gasped for air between giggle fits. “Yohoohu’re toohoohohoo good at that!” Bachira fake whined, pinching his boyfriend’s side.

“Ehe! I learned from the best.” Isagi smiled at him, eyes soft and warm and god he looked so kissable right now-

“Mmph!” Isagi made a noise of surprise when Bachira leaned in, capturing his lips with his own. It didn’t take long before Isagi returned the favor, melting against him. “What was that for?” He asked when they eventually broke apart.

“Felt like it.” Bachira grinned before his smile dampened, a shadow passing over his eyes. “Do you…really mean it?”

“About? Oh.” Isagi blinked, shaking out of his brain fog. “About your art? Absolutely!” Reaching back, he pulled the notebook over, handing it to Bachira with a patient smile. “You don’t have to show me now- but I do think your work is amazing. There’s so much…you in it, you know? Like- just that one piece alone- that’s what the artsy folks call it right? A piece? Anyway- looking at it, I could feel you in it- like you were using your soul as ink. I know it’s me- but I felt like we were one in that moment.” He smiled a bit awkwardly, scratching his cheek. “That sounded really pretentious now, didn’t it?”

Bachira couldn’t speak. He couldn’t find his voice. His vision suddenly grew very blurry.

“Bachira? Oh my god- I’m so sorry! I meant it in a good way! Please, don’t cry.” Isagi sounded panicked, reaching out and wiping the tears falling down his boyfriend’s face with his thumb. “I’m sorry.”

“N-No, no it’s not-” Bachira sniffed, smiling through the tears. “I’m so happy…I’m just-really, really happy right now.” Isagi’s face relaxed, and he leaned in to kiss Bachira’s wet cheeks. “That means more than you know, Isagi. Thank you.”

Isagi smiled, cheeks warming with pride. He leaned in to kiss him properly before starting to sit up. “We should get dinner before they close the cafeteria. Care to join me?”

Bachira laughed, sitting up and putting his notebook back in its usual place. “I’d love to.” He took Isagi’s outstretched hand, letting himself be pulled up and escorted, hand in hand. “And I love you, Yoichi.”

The other looked back at him, eyes dancing. His smile nearly split his face from how happy he looked. It never failed to take Bachira’s breath away. “I love you too, Meguru.”

Later that night, Bachira finally drew his perfect Isagi- smiling the way he did in that moment.

Thanks for reading!

#blue lock #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #bachira meguru #isagi yoichi #bachisagi #rin being soft for Bachira #he's got a soft spot- but who honestly doesn't for the dork?#we all love him!

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