HOLY MOLY RIN LOOKS SO GOOD RN I CANT EVEN LIE…

MIKAGE REO thinks he’s having a heart attack when he finds out you’ve been falling asleep on public transport.

it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he doesn’t trust them.

when you decline his offer of letting him pay for uber rides, he has half the mind to snatch your phone out of your hands and key in his card details himself. you don’t have the heart to tell him that private hires aren’t the safest option either.

he wasn’t even supposed to know, nagi just happened to be on the same train as you were and sent him a picture of you slumped in a corner seat. that snitch.

it’s not a play on control when he lightly reprimands you for being careless, and it’s not a show of affluence when he insists on having his chauffeur pick you up moving forward. he just wants you to be safe, and he’ll do anything in his power to keep it that way.

you’re his treasure after all.

taglist. open (link to form) @saucejar @vorukasha @returntothefae @daisy-room @stellar-headquarters

notes. extremely self indulgent because i am guilty of falling asleep on the way home and my friends will not stop giving me shit about it (i live in a safe city i promise)

© yogurtkags. please do not repost, plagiarise, or translate my work.

Blue Lock redraws part. 6 ! Kaiserrr!!!

I might have drawn him less time than the others, but that doesn't mean i like him less!!! I even drew him as a cat! He's the one I enjoy the most drawing for now. There are so much empty space it's itching me....

Next target is the cameleon <3

*Pokes my head through your window* Good morning, may I request: Blue Lock boys with a Reader who insists they drink the homemade herbal tea she made first thing in the morning. Characters: Chigiri, Yukimiya, any other characters you want Because seriously, why did Chigiri or Yukimiya never consider TCM as an option?

a/n: Opens window wider and hands you a warm mug of tea, hi!! Omg thank you for requesting so much!! Back when i was little i used to looove herbal tea HAHAHA (i still do) enjoyy the oneshot !!

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When you force them to drink homemade herbal tea

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Chigiri Hyoma

At first, he was suspicious. You handed him a steaming mug of herbal tea and said it was good for his joints, circulation, and mental clarity.

“I don’t even like tea.” But you gave him those eyes—the ones that said, “Drink it or I’ll guilt trip you until you do.”

So he drank it.

…And then he asked for another cup the next day.

Now it’s a quiet little ritual. You hand him his tea, he grumbles a bit, but he always drinks it before his stretches. Secretly? He feels better. His knees hurt less. His hair’s shinier. He blames you.

“Don’t think I believe in your witchy magic, but… thanks.”

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Yukimiya Kenyu

He already reads about holistic beauty practices, so he’s immediately intrigued.

“You made this? What’s in it? Goji berries? Chrysanthemum?” He’s naming ingredients like a TCM pro.

You’re impressed, and he’s smug.

Yukimiya drinks it with poise every morning like he’s at a luxury wellness retreat.

Claims it enhances his glow. And honestly? It kinda does.

“You should consider bottling this. Imagine the branding: ‘Mornings with You.’”

Flirts with you every single morning while sipping your tea.

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BONUS !! Michael Kaiser

“Nein.”

That was his first reaction.

But you didn’t ask—you just placed the mug in his hands with a knowing smile.

He took one sip and made the most dramatic face.

“This tastes like dirt and flowers. Why are you trying to poison me?”

Yet the next morning, he was already at the table, cup in hand, waiting.

He never admits it, but he needs it now. He says it’s for “performance optimization.”

Will still grimace and complain every time.

“Ich hasse dich.” (I hate you.)

But he’ll nudge your hand under the table when no one’s looking.

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A suprise one yay !!

Rin Itoshi

You knew this one would be tough.

You placed the mug gently in front of him one morning. “It’s good for stress regulation and emotional balance,” you said sweetly.

He stared at it like it insulted his entire bloodline.

“I’m fine.”

You gave him the look. The “drink it or I’ll haunt your training schedule” look.

He sighs, mutters something under his breath, and takes a sip like he’s being tortured.

He pauses. Blinks.

“…It’s not bad.”

The next day? He takes it without a word.

After a week? He waits for it before starting anything else.

If you’re late even by one minute, he’ll act like you’ve personally betrayed him.

“Where’s the tea? Don’t slack off.” (Sir, you’re drinking flowers and dates for emotional balance. Relax.)

Secretly… he likes how warm it makes his hands feel. But if you mention it, he’ll walk away.

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Thank you soso much for reading !! I may have made gotten overboard at rin's part...

2025 carat revival : dynamics week 'this road is beautiful, because I have you walking beside me' no one loves seventeen more than seventeen loves each other🤍

ᯓ★ just my (very opinionated) opinions on rin...

rin doesn't even try to be rude like poor boy. it's a force of habit for him at this point and if he tried to correct it people would think he was possesed or that he murdered someone.

rin probably has recurring nightmares where it's just that one snowy night of his and sae's 1v1, and he wakes up in tears and cold sweat. he probably sleep talks and it's some monologue of how he'll crush his brother's dream and whatnot.

he has a habit of drawing circles on his paper that spiral and spiral and get darker and darker as he jams the 2b lead of his pencil into the whiteness (this is bc one time i read somewhere that a kid went crazy when his mom or someone died and started drawing these circles again and again on every paper he got. i think sae made rin start this.)

rin can't really cook. like dude is just a 16 year old boy so he's staring at an excruitiatingly dry, painfully unseasoned, piece of chicken breast paired with some type of vegetable (anything but brussel sprouts) and rice on his dinner plate.

truly does enjoy music and rin can lose himself in it.

rin has no close friends. he doesn't think he needs those. he's also really really scared of love and being unable to be alone, by himself. yk like when he was upset that blue lock wasn't letting him play alone? i think that's only on field though. in daily life, rin does feel the pain of solitude, and some tiny part of him wishes he had someone. back to the scared of love bit i think it's more that he's scared of being abandoned (again sae's fault...) and that insecurity eats him up but with a lot of time and the right person i can see him genuinely loving somebody and wanting to give them everything he has and then some.

hyperfixation with horror and horror games stems from the fact that it makes him feel safer seeing others go through worse things than he's experienced. i think he's somewhat emotionally numb anyways so it probably just doesn't impact him that much.

in conclusion itoshi rin needs therapy but don't worry, i can fix him!!

just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing ring ding dong ring ding dong ring diggy ding diggy ding ding ding

Jude

Character: Yoichi Isagi, Meguru Bachira, Hyoma Chigiri, Rin Itoshi, Seishiro Nagi, Reo Mikage, Rensuke Kunigami, Kenyu Yukimiya, Sae Itoshi, Ryusei Shidou, Michael Kaiser

Content: Blue Lock boys react...to you liking Jude Bellingham

Yoichi Isagi

      You’re cuddled up on the couch, phone in hand, when Isagi glances over your shoulder. He freezes when he sees the Jude Bellingham edit you just liked, saved, and reposted on tiktok.

      "Wait… you reposted that?" he asks, tone dangerously neutral.

      You nod absentmindedly, not noticing his sharp pout. "Yeah, the edit was sick and he looked fine as hell."

      Isagi sits up, suddenly needing space between you two. "Oh, cool. No, no, it’s totally fine. It’s not like I play soccer too or anything," he says, crossing his arms.

      You bite back a laugh at his sulking. "Ichi, are you jealous?"

      "Me? Jealous?" He scoffs. "Of a guy who doesn’t even know you exist? No way." But he refuses to cuddle you for the next hour, stealing glances at his own edits on youtube shorts to reassure himself. The ones on youtube were all made by his teenage fanboys to Brazilian phonk music. Was it phonk or funk? You always forgot the difference.

Meguru Bachira

      Bachira is perched beside you, humming softly, when he notices the repost. His eyes widened dramatically.

      "Jude Bellingham?" He gasps. "You have a crush on Jude Bellingham?"

      You blink at him. "I just liked the edit—"

      Before you can explain, he dramatically flops onto the floor. "I thought I was your number one football star!" he wails, rolling away from you in fake agony.

      "Meg—"

      "No, don't touch me!" he sniffs. Then, he peeks up. "Unless you're gonna repost a cool edit of me instead."

      You sigh. "Ugh, fine."

      He beams, immediately climbing back onto the couch. "You better repost one that uses my best goals! Also, make sure it has some cool effects—oh! And make me look really fast! Chigiri called me slow yesterday for asking if mirrors work in the dark."

      “Baby, mirrors reflect light. That’s literally their whole thing." You laugh at him.

      “Yeah, yeah I got all that explained to me already.” Bachira pouted. This is what happens when a bunch of teens drop out in the middle of their high school career to play soccer.

Hyoma Chigiri

      Chigiri raises an eyebrow when he sees the repost. "Jude Bellingham?" His voice is calm, but you can feel the judgment.

      "Don’t start," you warn, knowing that tone.

      He tilts his head, crimson hair falling over his shoulder. "I just didn’t realize you liked midfielders so much. I thought you were into forwards."

      You roll your eyes. "Hyo, it's just an edit—"

      He sighs dramatically, standing up. "No no, I get it."

      "You're being ridiculous."

      "Am I?" He flips his hair and walks off. Five minutes later, you hear him watching his own highlights on repeat.

      “Speed.. I am speed.” You hear Lightning McQueen’s voice over a Beyonce song. What’s worse is you knew exactly which edit of himself your princess boyfriend was watching.

Rin Itoshi

      Rin glares at your phone. "You reposted that?"

      You barely glance up. "Yeah, so?"

      "So?" His voice is dangerously low. "Why don’t you repost my edits?"

      You freeze. "That's why you're mad?"

      He crosses his arms, eyes narrowed. "I outplay guys like him daily. And yet, here you are, simping over some random Premier League guy."

      "He's not random—"

      "Oh, so now you're defending him?" Rin huffs. "Unbelievable."

      He goes completely silent, scrolling aggressively through his phone. Later, you find out he sent you every highlight reel of himself with the caption ‘Repost this instead.’

Seishiro Nagi

      Nagi, half-asleep in your lap, peeks at your screen and immediately sighs. "Haaah? That guy again?"

      You blink. "What do you mean ‘again’?"

      "I see his edits everywhere." Nagi pouts. "And now my own girlfriend is thirsting over him?"

      "I'm not thirsting—"

      "Hmph." He dramatically rolls off your lap onto the bed, lying face down. "Wake me up when you start appreciating me properly."

      "You want me to repost your videos?"

      "...Maaaybe."

      So you do, and he immediately perks up, pulling you back into a cuddle like nothing happened.

Reo Mikage

      Reo sees the edit and gasps. "Babe. Seriously?"

      You blink. "What?"

      "What?" he repeats, hand to his chest like you’ve personally betrayed him. "I literally fund your entire soccer fan experience. Who pays for your ESPN subscription? Me. Who takes you to VIP matches? Me. Who is your actual soccer playing boyfriend? Me!"

      You hold back a laugh. "Are you saying I should only repost you?"

      "Exactly." He crosses his arms. "If you're gonna simp over a player, it better be your own rich, talented, and incredibly handsome boyfriend."

      "I guess you do have a point.” You mumbled before spam reposting edits of him until he was satisfied.

Rensuke Kunigami

      Kunigami glances at your phone and raises an eyebrow. "Really? Jude Bellingham?"

      You shrug. "He's cool."

      Kunigami scoffs. "I'm cool."

      "You are," you agree easily, but he's already frowning.

      "I just don’t get it," he mutters, crossing his arms. "I play just as physically as him. My goals are just as powerful. But no, he gets reposted."

      "Rensuke," you groan. "You're seriously upset over this?"

      "I'm not upset," he says, but the way he's aggressively scrolling through football clips of himself suggests otherwise.

      Later that day, you find him in the gym, training even harder. You’re pretty sure he’s trying to outdo Bellingham now.

Kenyu Yukimiya

      Yukimiya’s first instinct when he sees the repost? He slides into your DMs like he’s a stranger.

      @kenyu_official: So, Bellingham, huh?

      You squint at the notification, then glance over at your boyfriend, who’s currently sitting across from you on the bed, clearly sulking.

      "You’re texting me from across the table?" you say, amused.

      Yukimiya sips his water, tilting his head. "Well, since you seem to be in love with him now, I figured I should keep my distance."

      You roll your eyes playfully. “Kenyu, seriously?”

      He leans back in bed, dramatically running a hand through his hair.

      "I just didn’t realize I had competition. Should I start playing midfield instead of forward?"

      You stand up, walking around the table to sit beside him. “There’s no competition, Kenyu.” You press a kiss to his cheek. “I only have eyes for you.”

      He sighs, finally smiling. "You better. I don't share."

Sae Itoshi

      Sae barely reacts at first. His attention is focused elsewhere, absorbed in his own thoughts. The air around him feels calm, almost too calm, as he scrolls through his phone. Then, without looking up, he casually mutters.

      "I’ve played against Bellingham before. He’s alright." His voice is indifferent, almost as if he's making a random observation rather than sharing a rare experience.

      You snort, unable to hold it in. "Oh my god, you’re jealous."

      "No," he replies immediately, not missing a beat, but his eyes flicker ever so slightly, betraying a hint of something deeper.

      "Yes," you say, sure of yourself now, leaning back with a teasing grin. He exhales, looking at his phone with an almost exaggerated air of disinterest.

      "Just saying," he begins, as though he’s offering some kind of wisdom, "You have a world-class footballer right here, and that’s who you repost?"

      You raise an eyebrow, leaning forward. "You want me to repost you?"

      He remains expressionless, his usual cool composure creeping back in.

      You glance at his face for a moment. Then, after a beat of thought, you unlock your phone, and with a dramatic flourish, repost a bunch of his videos.

Ryusei Shidou

      Shidou sees the repost and immediately grabs your phone.

      "The hell is this?"

      "An edit—hey, give that back!"

      He scowls at the screen. "This is what you’re into?"

      "He’s just a pretty good soccer player!"

      "Yeah? Then I’m scoring a hat trick in the next game, and you’re gonna repost an edit of me," he declares. "With better music."

      You roll your eyes. "Fine."

      He grins. "Good. Now, gimme a kiss to prove I’m still your favorite."

Michael Kaiser

      Kaiser isn’t worried.

      At least, that’s what he tells himself, until he sees the edit in your reposts. His usual arrogance wavers for just a second.

      "A Bundesliga player, huh?" he hums, recalling when Jude played for Borussia Dortmund at just seventeen years of age. He had to admit, it was really impressive.

      You nod, scrolling through your phone. "Yeah, Bellingham is insane."

      Kaiser leans in closer, whispering in your ear, "Not as insane as me, though."

      Before you can reply, he grabs your phone, deletes the repost, and replaces it with an edit of himself.

      You stare at your screen, bewildered. "Michael, did you just—"

      He smirks, kissing your cheek. "You made a mistake. Don’t worry, I fixed it for you."

      You roll your eyes. "You’re so dramatic."

      "No, no," he says smoothly, wrapping an arm around your waist. "You’re just confused about who the superior player is."

      You sigh. "Whatever you say, delulu man."

      Kaiser grins. "And yet, here you are, still in love with me."

ok hi bye

attractive things bllk characters (unintentionally) do?👀

i received this ask and decided to write this entire thing through a caffeine-powered fever dream. may have gone a little overboard. please pray for both your sanity and mine. thank you anon for your strong sense of imagination (or delusion, whichever you prefer.)

nagi lifts the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, and you accidentally (or not so accidentally) get a good look at the droplets running down his abs and v-line. he also does the doorway lean while waiting for you to get ready. since he's so tall, he puts his one arm up on the top of the door frame while scrolling through his phone. when he feels drained of energy, he clings to you like a koala, face buried into the crook of your neck.

rin pushes his hair back when his bangs get in the way, and it shows off his ridiculously sharp side profile. sometimes you have to pause mid-conversation because the direct eye contact gets too intense. he has the brightest turquoise eyes in existence, and they stare right into your soul. pair that with the height difference and him towering over you. hang onto your ovaries because this man is about to snatch them. if isagi or sae are anywhere remotely close within your vicinity, he will personally drag your chair closer over to him. you know, the whole nick jonas chair pull thing? he also unintentionally clenches his jaw when pissed, the vein popping out and everything.

barou is polite to his elders. he holds the door open for others. he tips extra at restaurants. he is kind to service workers. he's just a gentleman overall even though he likes to act tough. he rolls up his sleeves while cleaning or cutting up vegetables, and you can see the veins bulging in his forearms. wears those form-fitting aprons where you can see the outline of his waist and the muscles in his back. he is not immune to raging pit bull moments, but he will calm down immediately when you ask him to.

kaiser requires physical touch to function. all concept of personal boundaries goes poof in his little ego-driven brain. he holds your chin so you look up at him while he's talking. also has that husky growl when he wakes up in the morning. he speaks german. what else is more attractive than that? if you stroke his ego, he will puff his chest out like an emperor penguin and flash that movie star smile. does not slow down his pace for you, and will laugh at your expense when you trip in heels and fall. but then he feels guilty about it and begrudgingly picks you up and carries you home. however, before that he will make you swear on everything holy to never tell isagi about his moment of weakness. (tbh kaiser is a menace and has some serious self-esteem issues. pls avoid dating a man like him in real life until he is fully mature. i still love him tho.)

reo mansplains but not in the condescending way. he does so in the "omg i'm so excited to finally get to share something with you and you're never going to believe it" sort of way. rambles on and on about his interests and gets that little glint in his eye when he's passionate about something. also not sure if this counts but he gets extremely depressed when you don't message him back within five minutes. what do you mean you were busy? he was out here dying from a literal famine. he needs your affection to survive. last but not least, he is good at styling. he knows what colors work best for you, and he will put together three new looks for you in record time.

hiori dreams that you left him for good and wakes up crying with his arms around you. will refuse to let you leave the bed even if it is just to get a glass of water. his rare moments of emotional vulnerability are what gets to you.

shidou does not condone any of your bad decisions. you want to get shit-faced and party until early morning? no complaints from him. you want to wear sexy outfits to the club? say less because he's about to enjoy the view and knock out the front teeth of every guy who dares to ogle you. i don't know if this qualifies as being attractive, but he would never be the controlling type. you can dress and act however you want. unfortunately for you though, this is also a textbook case of the blind leading the blind. if you get horrendously hungover, so does he. if you get pulled over, he's going to be too blackout drunk to even comprehend the officer's words. you can count on him for a good time, but not anything else. do not take any of his advice at face value.

oliver likes to show you off even if he doesn't notice it himself. any talk with his team, and he will find a way to make the entire conversation about you. at this point, the entire u-20 team is done with him. they placed bets that you two wouldn't last more than a month due to his philandering reputation, but the universe seems to think otherwise because you and oliver hit the six-month mark and are still going strong.

ness guards your drink with an unnecessary amount of protection. while you left to go use the restroom, he was looking left and right, and the hairs on the back of his neck were prickling every time someone even came close to your cup. he also shoos away any person who opens their mouth while standing next to your drink because apparently the condensation from their breath could be dangerous. definitely covers your cup with both hands even if it has a lid. no suspicious shit is happening on his watch.

yukimiya is well-read, and he wears glasses. he has a copy of every single classic out there in existence and will fangirl along with you over your virginia woolf collection. he was written by a woman with two cats and a wine glass. not much else to say.

loki absolutely clears the entire carnival/arcade game. you want that giant teddy bear that costs over three hundred ticket points? say less because he's about to win the whole damn pot. of all characters, i would say he's one of the only green flags. like celery green.

isagi always looks for you when he enters the room. intentionally or not, he always seeks your presence. if someone says a funny joke, he turns to you to see if you're laughing or not. also does that somewhat creepy stare thing where he just looks at you quietly while you do mundane tasks. internally he is screaming cus what do you mean you actually like him?

chigiri gives you that thankful little smile whenever you stand up for him. i feel like people don't understand how goofy he can get as he's canonically good at doing impressions/impersonations. also has the prettiest laugh. if he ever cuts his hair, i think i'm going to get a nosebleed.

noa unconsciously says yes to every question you ask of him. he'd be giving bastard münchen a hard time (and denying isagi's requests) but then immediately once you come over, he's automatically acquiescing to everything you say. the rest of the team is low-key shocked you can win him over so easily. when they confront him about it, he just shrugs and goes "y/n is always right."

kurona's entire existence is attractive. he's just perfect. nothing is ever wrong with him. will let you check out his shark teeth and lightly pokes your finger to leave an imprint. hopefully you'll always remember him that way. he's also quiet so he will listen to everything you say and give ample weight to your words.

sae is my baby girl so he gets a whole section dedicated to himself:

absentmindedly plays with your hair. when you're sleeping in his lap, he'll gently run his fingers along your scalp. sometimes in the morning when you're sitting up on the edge of your bed to do your makeup, he'll come up from behind you and brush back your hair. might also press a kiss to the back of your neck.

helps you put on your face mask. when he's shopping, he will buy you lotion along with his own skincare products. says that it was just a convenient store run but you know he personally made sure to get you the best quality ones.

this is canon because i said so: when he gets out of the shower, he slings the towel over his neck or his shoulder. he also involuntarily flexes his biceps when he bends down to grab something. has the world's most defined deltoids.

when you're stuck in large crowds at the airport, he puts his hand in your back pocket to keep you two from getting separated. if the TSA pat-down is anywhere too personal for his liking, he will openly glare at the officer once you've passed the security checkpoint.

bonus point: when you two brush your teeth early in the morning, he has that little bed head where his shorn-off bangs stick up in cute little tufts here and there. will have a dead look on his face, but his eyes soften when he catches your gaze through the mirror.