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Here's my Bachisagi wallpaper that I made! Credits to Noelle11027 on Pinterest (idk if that's the OG but that's where I got the center image from) and to Yeliii456 on Pinterest.

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rin is your person.

he always has been.

the one who waits for you after class, standing by the door with his hands tucked into his pockets like he’s not been lingering for you the whole time. the one who knows exactly how you like your coffee. the one who remembers the stories you told him years ago, little things you’d long since forgotten until he brings them up like they’re important.

because to rin, they are.

and it’s moments like those that make you wonder.

wonder if the way his eyes soften when he looks at you means something. if the warmth in his voice when he murmurs, “you’re okay,” after a long day is more than just friendly concern. if the way his fingers linger at your wrist—gentle, grounding—is his way of saying, i’m here. i’ve always been here.

it’s enough to keep you hopeful. enough to make your heart flutter when you imagine what it might be like if you just told him.

but rin is your friend first. and you’re scared of what happens if that changes.

so you stay quiet.

and then she shows up.

it’s innocent at first—he mentions her name in passing, some girl in his class who’s “pretty cool.” you brush it off because, well, you’re you, and he’s rin. surely, you don’t have anything to worry about.

but then she’s there again. and again. and again.

and soon enough, he’s talking about her the way you once thought he might talk about you.

it’s not long before they’re together.

you smile when he tells you. you smile because what else can you do? you smile because rin is your friend, and friends are happy for each other. you smile because if you don’t, you might just break down right then and there.

he smiles back, like he’s found something good—something solid and real. you feel your chest tighten.

and god, it hurts.

because rin used to look at you like that. like you were his world. like you were enough.

and maybe you were. once.

but that was before he convinced himself you didn’t feel the same. before he moved on. before you let him slip through your fingers, all because you were too scared to reach out.

and now you’re stuck—stuck watching him love someone else while your heart still clings to him. still hopes for something that isn’t yours to hope for anymore.

so you learn to smile when he brings her up. you learn to push your feelings down until they feel distant, dull. you teach yourself to stop imagining what could’ve been because it doesn’t matter now.

he’s happy. that should be enough.

it has to be.

HIIII AIIIIIIIIII !! Anon here!! Can i request a itoshi rin x reader like maybe oneshot? Likeeee how would rin's hugs feel like?? I LOVE YOUR WORKS SMM 🫶🫶

a/n: HIHIIII ANONNN!! THANK YOU FOR LIKING MY WORKS, OOOO im so sorry if rin is so ooc, im still doing a character study on himm, but heres the oneshot !! Enjoy ! Im sorry if i mischaracterized him.

Itoshi Rin x Reader !!

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How Rin’s Hug Feels Like

Rin Itoshi isn’t the type to hug people. He’s distant, reserved, and not particularly fond of physical affection. But when he does—when he lets his walls down just enough to pull you into his arms—it’s something you never quite forget.

His hug is hesitant at first, almost awkward, as if he’s not sure how to hold you. His hands hover for a second before settling on your back, firm but careful. His grip tightens gradually, his body tensing as if he's afraid you might slip away.

Rin’s embrace is warm, but not in the way that radiates heat—it’s the kind of warmth that seeps in slowly, like standing in the sun after being in the cold for too long. It’s protective, grounding, like he’s shielding you from everything outside of his grasp.

His heartbeat is steady, yet you can feel the slight quickening against your cheek if you press close enough. He doesn’t say anything—Rin rarely does in moments like these—but the way he holds you speaks volumes. He’s not used to this, not used to showing how much he cares, but he’s trying. For you.

And when he finally exhales, letting his tension melt away as he rests his chin against your shoulder, you realize something—Rin Itoshi’s hug isn’t just a hug. It’s a silent promise. A quiet, stubborn way of saying, I’m here. I won’t let go.

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Thank you sm for requesting! Thank you for reading !! 🫶🫶

the lack of yuri on ice fanfiction is EATING me alive. I LITERALLY YEARN FOR A GOOD YURI ON ICE STORY THEYRE ALL FROM YEARS AGOOO

"𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮"

kaiser was used to getting what he wanted. 

a childhood of fists and slurred threats had taught him that power belonged to the strongest, the smartest, the ones who knew how to control the board. his father had controlled through fear. his mother had controlled through absence. he had learned to control through understanding. not to heal, but to win. 

that was why he read. psychology books lined his shelves, not for self-improvement, but for strategy. he picked apart minds the way he picked apart defenses on the field, exploiting weaknesses to his advantage. every opponent had an insecurity, a trigger, a soft spot. teammates were no different. he whispered the right words at the right time, making them believe in him, bend to him. he played the game not just with his feet, but with his mind. 

and he won. always. 

until you. 

you were supposed to be another challenge, another prize. kaiser was good-looking, successful, charismatic, no one told him no. but you did. not rudely, not cruelly. just a simple, unwavering “no” that threw him off balance more than any defender ever had. 

“you’re not ready for me,” you had said. “not like this.” 

he had scoffed, laughed it off, but something in your eyes unsettled him. you saw through him. the masks, the manipulations, the carefully crafted persona he had spent years perfecting. you weren’t interested in his charm, his success, or the way he could twist words to make people crumble. 

you wanted something he didn’t know how to give. 

“come back when you’ve stopped running,” you told him. 

at first, he convinced himself you were playing hard to get. that you’d come around, like they all did. but days turned to weeks, then months, and you didn’t waver. every time he saw you, you were the same. honest. steady. unmoved by his tactics. 

it pissed him off. 

kaiser found himself standing in front of a mirror late one night, gripping the edge of the sink, knuckles white. the bathroom lights flickered slightly, an old wiring issue he hadn’t bothered to fix. his breath came hard and fast. another bad game. another night where he’d screamed at his teammates for mistakes that were just as much his fault as theirs. he had watched their faces, the way their shoulders tensed, the way their confidence shrank. 

he knew that feeling. 

he had worn it once, long ago, cowering under his father’s drunken rage. 

the thought hit him like a punch to the gut. his grip on the sink tightened as he forced himself to look at his reflection. dark circles beneath his eyes, tension in his jaw, a sneer twisting his lips. he looked like a man who resented the world. like a man who needed control to survive. 

like his father. 

a sickening wave of nausea curled in his stomach. he stumbled back, his breath coming sharp and ragged. he clenched his fists, shaking his head. 

no. that wasn’t him. he wasn’t like that. 

but wasn’t he? 

hadn’t he built his entire life on power, on knowing exactly how to bend people to his will? hadn’t he used his words like his father had used his fists? maybe not in violence, but in force. in control. 

a trembling breath escaped his lips. he squeezed his eyes shut, willing the memory away. the stench of beer on his father’s breath, the sharp sting of words that cut deeper than any blow. “you’ll never be anything. you’re just like me.” 

no. 

he had spent his entire life trying to prove that wrong, but maybe in the end, he had just become the same poison, poured into a different bottle. 

that night, he barely slept. he lay awake, staring at the ceiling, haunted by the realization that for all his intelligence, all his careful calculations, he had never once truly looked at himself. 

but you had. 

𐙚

kaiser found you at the park just before sunset. the sky was painted in streaks of orange and pink, the air crisp with the fading warmth of the day. you were sitting on a wooden bench near the soccer field, watching a group of kids kick around a ball, their laughter ringing through the air. 

he hesitated for a moment, hands in his pockets, before forcing himself to move forward. the old him would have had a plan, a perfect script to sway you. but now, he had nothing but the truth. 

so he sat beside you, letting a moment of silence settle between you both before speaking. 

“i don’t know how to be better,” he admitted, his voice quieter than he intended. “i only know how to win. and i don’t want to do that with you.” 

you turned to look at him, studying him in that way you always did, like you saw past everything he tried to be and straight to everything he was. 

he braced himself, expecting rejection, expecting you to say that it was too late. 

but you didn’t. 

“you’re trying,” you said softly. “that’s enough.” 

his chest tightened. his whole life, worth had been measured by success, by control. but here you were, telling him that just the act of trying was enough. 

“you’re not going to make this easy for me, are you?” he asked, half a smile pulling at his lips. 

you shook your head, though there was warmth in your eyes. “no. if it was easy, it wouldn’t mean anything.” 

he let out a slow breath, running a hand through his hair as he glanced toward the kids still playing. 

“then i guess i’ve got work to do.” 

you smiled, and for the first time in his life, he felt like he wasn’t running. 

he was finally standing still. 

and maybe, just maybe, that was how he really won you. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

a/n: kaiser is one of my favorite written characters and i definitely see a lot of people get him wrong. this video does a really good job of explaining who he is and i highly recommend it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bD77we_jtQQ&list=LL&index=8 

he definitely doesn't deserve to have grown up the way he did, but i also want to include the message in here to not repeat generational cycles. sometimes, we can even do it unconsciously, but catch yourself before it becomes too familiar. work on yourself, healing is the best thing you can do for yourself. sending much love to everyone reading this 🫶🏻

you never really thought of rin as a clingy partner, a clingy person in general but whenever morning arrives? he's like a totally different person. it wasn't often that you woke up before your boyfriend, those moments usually happened whenever he was either sick or just had a break from the limelight he had in soccer. you needed to do some grocery shopping because the refrigerator was looking extremely plain so you had to wake up early to avoid the long lines and getting run out of an item you needed. you'd usually just wake rin up to tell him you were going out but that was when you were already out of the shower and dressed up. what wasn't a usual occurrence was when your one big of a boyfriend grabbed you by your hips to put you back in bed! listen, it was the cutest thing ever and definitely something you'd tease him for later but you really wanted to just get up finish this one errand so you could have the rest of the day just for rin but no, you couldn't have that. you know what rin's reasoning was? he said and i quote "you're really getting up this early for something you could just do later, hmp, stupid", and as he was saying that, you were trying your hardest to escape his grasp but of course it was no use, i mean, have you seen the man? rin knew you'd give up sooner or later, he already knew what he was going to do when you did! he was going to keep you in his arms for as loooooong as his body can before it wakes up. so yeah, fuck that grocery trip i guess. you can't escape now, not with your humongous boyfriend clinging onto you for dear life.

go puzzl boy

rkgk for a friend ⚽ bllk itoshi rin in Windbreaker because oomf said we gotta save him from that hellhole of a show

Yeah, whatever same

I’m still not clear on what his secret weapon is though.

HE'S SO ADORRAAABVLEEEEWW OH EM GEEEE YOUNGER CHIGIRI WITH SHORT HAIRR

itoshi rin - “ lost ? “

summary ౨ৎ

your boyfriend, itoshi rin, always looks a little lost whenever he’s out with you. he doesn’t really get your antics, but he’ll follow you anyways ♡

warnings ɞ

loverboy rin lol, reader is described as pretty, beautiful, etc, oh oh and reader buys a dress , not much else , and ummm just lots of fluff and cutesy stuff and yeah !

“are you looking for something, sir?” a store attendant asks, a kind smile on her lips. she looks back at him— the man you love— who is also known as your boyfriend, rin. itoshi rin.

“no.” he’d respond, shaking his head at the woman. short and simple, as always. in all honesty, rin’s not too sure what he’s doing here. he watches as the lady leaves, his eyes immediately shifting to the dressing room. you told him to wait out here while you try on some outfits, but he feels like you’ve been taking a bit too long in there. are you hurt?

the thought alone is enough to make him feel a bit skittish, his foot tapping against the floor. he peers inside, glancing back at the endless stalls of dressing rooms. he eyes the one you stepped into— number thirteen. thirteen, thirteen, thirteen. are you okay? he feels a bit sick. what if something happened to you?

he spots you walking out after what felt like hours of nervously chattering his teeth, and he relaxes immediately. shoulders slumped and the crease from his eyebrows furrowing smoothing over, he finds his feet just barely grazing the little fencing of the queue. he knows he shouldn’t, it’s the women’s dressing room— but you’re right there, approaching him with that happy smile on your face.

“riiinn,” you draw out, and he feels his knees going weak. you’re so beautiful he’s almost sure he could cry. but he remains stoic, his hand reaching out to take some of the clothes for you. “look.” you say, holding up.. some sort of dress. he thinks he recalls you showing him a picture of something similar earlier today.

“you’ll look beautiful. let’s go pay now.” he’d say, his tone just as gentle as ever. he’s always like this with you. his hand reaches up, cupping your cheek and brushing aside your hair as he presses a sweet kiss to your forehead.

he reaches for your hand, leading you to the register. it’s usually you leading him, but he feels sort of bad for trailing behind you like a puppy.

the next time you both go somewhere, you’re bringing him to a cafe. your favorite one. yes, rin remembers these things. how could he not? he’d never forgive himself if he were to forget anything about you.

“mhm.. yes, can i please get (favourite order)?” you ask, expression bright. rin thinks you’re like the sun sometimes. shining so prettily. he wishes he could take a picture— but he’d feel like a creep pulling out his phone in the middle of a cafe and taking photos of you like some stalker. but you’re the absolute love of his life, why should he care?

probably because he knows you’ll get all embarrassed and flustered if he does pull out his phone like he wants to. as much as he’d love to capture your beautiful smile in a picture to admire when he misses you, he would much rather have you happy.

but, don’t blame him when he ‘sneakily’ snaps a picture of you. the tips of his flush a pretty shade of red when his flash goes off, and rin is so embarrassed that he feels like that reindeer with the red nose when he watches your lips part.

“rin!” you exclaim, practically dropping your drink as you look back at your boyfriend from across the table. “did you just—“

“i didn’t.” he mumbles, gaze shifting away from yours. his pale lips curve into a subtle pout, and you really can’t bring yourself to be upset. you just flash him a knowing smile, which only makes his heart beat faster and spin the stars around his head a little harder. have you put a spell or something on him?

rin likes going out with you.

he feels a little confused sometimes, especially when you’re walking down the sidewalk, eyes bright as you look at the stores lined up. rin knows you like shopping, so he’s more than happy to come with you on your little trips to the store. even if he has no idea what he’s doing.

all he knows, is that you look so gorgeous when you smile. nothing could ever compete with you and your undeniable beauty, the absolute joy that radiates off of you like some sort of angel’s aura whenever you’re happy.

he feels a little proud, knowing that he’s contributing to your happiness as you tug him along, your fingers interlocked with his.

he likes it when you smile, he likes it when you’re happy.

on your next date, your boyfriend has no complaints standing with you in a line for some sort store. you told him it was a new one, and that you’re so excited to look inside. he’s just happy to be with you.

when you’re both finally let inside, he follows after you, eyes focused on your form as you excitedly look through everything. he has to physically hold himself back from falling over. you’re so, so, cute. he lives for that smile.

“rin, rin!” you wave your hand in front of his eyes, a small giggle escaping your lips at the dazed, or more like, lovestruck expression on his face. “are you listening?” you ask, tilting your head and leaning closer to him.

“of course.” he says quickly, feeling just a little ashamed for getting distracted. “…i’m sorry.” he says after a few moments. should he drop to his knees?

“don’t apologise.” you smile, cupping his cheeks and squishing them slightly. if you both weren’t so caught up loving each other, you could almost hear someone in the background.. something about.. ‘why can’t that be me?’ single people, these days.

“what were you saying?” rin prompts, nose scrunching slightly as you pinch at his cheek. he loves you more than anything, but this is a little embarrassing. he feels like a child. yet, he somehow likes it. maybe because it’s you.

“oh, right! have a look at this dress!”

and that’s how rin finds himself standing in the middle of yet another store, looking like a little boy who’s lost his mother after you ran off. he sighs fondly, eyes sparkling as he watches you look through a shelf. he doesn’t care about anything in this store. as far as he cares, all of it is just a bunch of little things that will bring you joy.

your dates are always fun, rin thinks. but he likes it when the two of you are together at home, too.

you’re curled against him, scrolling through tiktok with your head resting on his shoulder. yes, he loves this. even if he has no idea what the video you’re showing him is supposed to mean.

“your humour is interesting, love.” he mutters, nuzzling his nose against your hair. a playful jab watered down by his love for you.

your boyfriend, itoshi rin, loves you more than anything.

© me . pls pls don’t copy , steal , repost , translate , or do anything bad with my work and instead try and improve ur own skills ! ♡

masterlist ( 🪽 )

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."

hii! do you think I could ask for a maybe yukimiya and bahia (and whoever else you want ofc!) with the trend “a boy whose jacked and kind”. I know this trend is long over but i cannot get yuki out of my mind n i feel like he would love this trend ahh❤️❤️

tysmm and have a great day/night :))

ashamed to say this is the first time i’ve heard if this trend lmao BUT TY FOR THE REQUEST 💛

“a boy who’s jacked and kind” trend with them ;

bf bllk x gn!reader

yukimiya kenyu

-> asking you questions the entire time. “is it okay if i put my hands here?” “what about here?” “does that hurt?” “are you okay?” and you keep assuring him that you’re fine

-> raises you up onto his shoulder slowly so that there’s no chance of you falling. keeps his grip secure and his eyes on you as you smile and wave at the camera

-> you blush as you watch the video back. kenyu doesn’t look at the camera once, his eyes only on you as if checking to make sure you’re okay the whole time he’s holding you

-> “it’s perfect,” you say when yukimiya asks, though you know this is one of those videos you’re keeping for yourself only

bachira meguru

-> “you trust me not to drop you?” “yes? should i not..?” “no, you can trust me! i gotchu, y/n!”

-> he does not got you

-> it took a few attempts, and thankfully bachira was able to catch you every time you tipped back over his shoulder, but you got the footage!

kunigami rensuke

-> practices with chigiri, which you film and post as a blooper reel for your video

-> when it’s finally your turn, chigiri films and your boyfriend lifts you onto his shoulder with ease. he gives your thigh a gentle pat before letting you down

-> you are not pleased when kunigami and chigiri’s video gets more views than yours, and chigiri thinks it’s the funniest thing in the world

barou shouei

-> he said no until you told him you’d ask nagi instead. suddenly he’s super eager to help you!

-> he’s pretty stoic the entire time, but he is secure and doesn’t show any ounce of struggle as he effortlessly sweeps you off your feet

-> you’re giggling the whole time, thrown off at the feeling of being so tall, and as barou’s lowering you back down, he drops you into a bridal carry to kiss you before setting you back on your feet

-> “you had to kiss me, hm?” “mhm. make you think twice before you threaten to go to nagi or anyone else for something.”

michael kaiser

-> mf TOSSED you into the air to get you on his shoulder, and you sat there gripping his head for dear life as he flexed in front of the camera

-> “bro, put me down!” “i thought you wanted to do this trend together?” “i might have a fear of heights!”

-> needless to say, people loved the banter between you two and begged for you to make more videos with your “pretty boyfriend”

shidou ryusei

-> he lives to do silly little tiktok trends with you. it’s one of his favorite past times

-> you trust him 110%, even when he says he’s your slipping, despite the fact that his grip has not changed around your thighs

-> “you play too much.” “you know i’d never really drop you~” “yeah. cause you know that if you do, i’m dropping a coconut on your head next.” “!!”

ok hi bye

multi-character blue lock drabble !

ft :: sae , rin , shidou , kaiser , nagi , reo

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how would they show you off on social media?

SAE ITOSHI

- i feel like he’s a very discreet guy, he’d post you guys’s dates on his instagram story every now and then but he wouldn’t show your face to keep the relationship more private. “why don’t you post my faceeee???” “interviewers stick their noses into everything that isn’t their business to grab more money, they’re annoying.”

- if you asked him to, he’ll make a highlight and put everything that has you in it. he’ll label it just as “Highlights 🤍”

- doesn’t really interact with your posts on social media unless he scrolls onto it, he doesn’t need to like or comment on your posts to prove that he loves you. thats what he thinks at least. “why haven’t you liked any of my posts?” “…was i supposed to?”

- if you really wanted to make your relationship with you public, he’ll very, very, reluctantly agree, seeing the way your face lights up makes every pain-in-the-ass interviews worth it.

- he’d probably post a picture of you two kissing or holding hands and tag your main account. beware, the next day you check your socials, there’ll be articles about you two everywhere, your instagram followers has blasted up, everyone is spam liking your posts and your dms are bombarded with fangirls. this is the power of sae itoshi huh?

RIN ITOSHI

- wouldn’t care about privacy. he’d ask you if it was okay to post you, and as soon as you agree he’ll post all the cringy photos you forced him to take with you. you two doing a heart shape with the sun in the middle, the photo you snuck of him helping you carry your shopping bags and so on. “did you really have to take a picture of me carrying your bags?.. you’re making me look like a servant.” posts it anyways

- this man is an absolute loverboy. despite his stern look, he’s whipped for you. will immediately make a highlight for you just so people (and himself) can look through you two’s memories. “rin~ you made a highlight for me??” “yeah. so?” while he’s internally tweaking out from how happy you look.

- he did suggest you to private your instagram account before every fangirl came to harass you, which you wished you could’ve done sooner. “rin. why did one of your fangirls message me and said i looked like a well done steak.” “i told you to private your account.”

- when you comment on his posts, he’ll like it and pin it to the top of his comment section. he’s so cheesy

- despite all that, in the end he hid his story from sae and his parents because he absolutely knew this was going to be brought up at the dinner table to embarrass rin.

SHIDOU RYUSEI

- no shame at all. will post you two kissing, the lipstick marks you left on him, tags you in his bio, makes a highlight for you and occasionally even matching profile pictures with you.

- he keeps notifications for everyone elses posts off except for yours, as soon as he gets an instagram notification he’s in your comment section DROOLING for you. “WHOS WIFE IS THIS??? 😍😍😍” “thank you for the meal😜😜😜” “woah cutie didnt know you matched my freak like dat hehh😘😘😮‍💨😮‍💨”

- as much as you love him you swore you felt embarrassed for your life.

- in summary, he’s just a very open person about you two’s relationship. he doesn’t mind the articles or the interviews, he’s eager to show you off to the world. he’s so cutie woaw

MICHAEL KAISER

- doesn’t even use social media that much unless he needs to do a sponsorship

- finds it useless to post you or post anything about his life, but seeing how sad it made you look he rolled his eyes and posted a photo of you two sitting side by side on the bleachers of a stadium with the sun illuminating you two, even captioning it as “Nervensäge Freundin. 🤍” (pain-in-the-ass girlfriend)

- “kaiser, you posted me on your story???!!” you were basically beaming with happiness as you barged into his room. “tch, don’t overthink it. it’s just to stop you from being sulky all day.” without another word, you pounced on him and clung onto him for the rest of the day.

- thats how he made it a habit to post you occasionally, so he could receive extra affection from you, even if he acted annoyed or nonchalant about it. but oh boy, right after he posted you, your follower count shot up from 1,528 to 729k overnight easily.

- shares your posts onto his stories, likes it and occasionally comments an emoji on it if he’s feeling generous.

NAGI SEISHIRO

- quite active on social media. mainly posts about his games, football and reo. when you asked him why he didn’t post you, “do you want me to? i thought it would be a hassle to handle all the attention.”

- but when you convince him to finally post you, he wastes no time in making a highlight for you. the first post he made was him laying on your lap playing games, a picture you took of him a few days ago. he tagged you in it and captioned: “girlfriend pillow 10/10 :x recommended” you almost kissed him to death.

- after that, he started posting you a lot more frequently, just wanting to make you happy, and theres no doubt that it made your follower count rise as hell.

- posts you two playing games, holding hands, kissing, doing cringy couple stuff, despite all the interview requests hes been getting, its all worth it for your extra affection when you see his posts.

REO MIKAGE

- hes such a sweetheart about it, when you guys took your first photo together as a couple, he was so eager to ask if he could post it on social media. when you agreed, he basically looked like a golden retriever

- until now, before he posts anything about you he’ll always show it to you for confirmation and approval. “beautiful, is this picture okay?” “eh… my hair looks weird..” he’ll immediately discard it and search for a new picture without further words exchanged.

- likes, shares and comments on your posts with confidence although he doesn’t use social media all that often, he’ll always scroll on it for awhile to wind off.

- whenever he posts you, he’ll always caption it as some cringy yet romantic stuff like “Love of my life 🤍” “My world 🌍.” “Everyday with you keeps getting better and better.” “Prettiest girl in the world.”

hii sorry if any of them are a little too short or ooc!! thank you for reading through ^^

it's always a good time for ice cream! 🍡🍧🍨🍦

dk (도겸) seventeen (세븐틴) icons 🎧

rin knows exactly when, where, and how it all started. 

ever since you purchased a nice big haul of make up from an online store, the days on the calendar have been marked with the delivery date. you’ve been bouncing on the couch, rubbing against him with your cheek, eagerly beaming about how nice it would be to have some new make up for the year. you’ve gotten a little tired of your old ones and wanted a fresh new start. 

he doesn’t understand it that well but nods his head anyways. he thinks that no matter what you wear, you’d look as pretty as ever. 

it was a boring friday night when the package arrived. exactly 9:50pm. he was surprised to see that you’ve already tore open the wrapping. perhaps it was too much to ask for you to wait until morning to use your new make up. nevertheless, you applied a nice, thin layer of gloss across your lips. it was slightly sparkly. clear as a meteor trail. it compliments the natural shade of your lips. 

but what has him remembering this day is when you wrap your arms around him, pulling him downwards into a warm, sensual kiss. slightly sticky and sweet; those were the notes he realized. he instinctively takes his arm around your waist, deepening this one chaste kiss to something more. 

his teeth graze against the bottom of your lip hungrily. he nibbles on the surface right before you pull away from him and press more daring kisses against the edges of his mouth. rin licks his lips, complimenting how you look with his almost husky and out of breath tone.

“you look good in that,” he mumbles, kissing the side of your face as you continue to do the same. his skin becomes slightly sheen and glittery. its pinkish in nature by the way his skin heats up. 

right after kissing his adam’s apple, you look up at him with a sly smile: “you look even better.” 

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🤍

Bllk boyfriend headcanons<3

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Boyfriend! Isagi who would never miss out the chance of giving you one of his jersey's to wear. He would never admit it but the way he felt seeing his name on your back, his number. Truly made him feel like you were his (ofc you always saw the he blushed when you wore them tho<3)

...

"Yoichi..? Are you okay?" you smile softly whilst laying on your stomach on his bed. He'd make sure to always have time every day to hang out.

Your boyfriend stood there in the doorway in some sort of gaze. God he loved the way his name was splayed out across your back.

His cheeks heated up.

"y-yeah.. Just thinking about something" he mumbled back, shutting the door behind him.

"why don't you come think about it on the bed with me?"

He couldn't resist you...

>>>>>

Boyfriend! Bachira that constantly peppers your face with kisses and cannot keep his hands off of you! You're sitting alone on his bed? Cuddles! Walking with him? You bet he's holding your hand. Just be prepared to be bombarded with physical touch.

... 

"Meg- that tickles" your sweet voice cuts through, trying to hide your neck as Bachira covers your shoulders with quick little kisses.

How could he resist!

You wore that strappy top that revealed your perfect skin. You tasted so sweet he could just eat you up for the rest of his life.

"just a few more!- peck, missed you today"

"-we only haven't seen each other for a few hours!"

"I know- too long. Now stay still"

>>>>>

Boyfriend! Rin that acts nonchalant when out in public but acts all soft when just with you. He may not act like it all the time but trust when I say this man is head over heels for you and he'll definitely show it when jealous... He makes sure to let everyone know you're his after<3

... 

Today was one of the rare days that Rin was free from all the training that he did.

"Rin! Isn't this shirt so cute?" You pulled out another shirt from the rack, showing it to your boyfriend who already had a handful of bags stacking up on his arms.

"Don't you already have one like that?" He muttered, raising an eyebrow as he looked at you.

"you just don't get it" huffing as you check out the shirt more.

Rin sighed, looking around the store before his eyes caught onto something. More like.. Someone.

Was that employee looking at you?

Eurgh. Not on his watch.

At an instant, he linked your arm with his, taking the shirt from your hands.

"We're going"

"But the shirt-"

"We'll buy it- let's go"

You left the store with a new shirt and a much more clingy Rin on your hands.

>>>>>

Boyfriend! Nagi who acts needy and helpless whenever you are near him. Everything suddenly becomes a hassle that requires your help. He swears that without you sitting in his lap, he'd lose at every single videogame.

... 

"Just one more game pretty" Nagi held you tighter in his grip making sure you were secure.

"You said that last match.. And the one before that.."

"Yeah but I'm on a win streak.. Please, you're my good luck charm" he huffed, keeping you in place as his thumbs tapped on his phone.

You shuffled in his lap, figuring you should at least get comfortable. You're gonna be here for a while...

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~work of @myricall (help i need more ideas </3)

These two are just the cutest... Nagi was worried about our princess. I love them and the friendship they have.

Also Zantetsu is so cute saying "victory!"

itoshi brothers… they hurt my brain so bad

Bluelock headcanons except it's the bluelock TV fandom

• rin and sae stans have crazy beef. You know they were making edits to 'the winner takes it all' by abba after the u20 match and sae stans were commenting 'womp womp' and similar sentiments

• There are 3 kinds of players regarding ships,

1. Actively feeds (trolls) the shippers (eg: hiori)

2. Unintentionally feeds the shippers (eg: isagi, rin, otoya)

3. Reonagi and ryusae

• someone started a petition to eliminate isagi from bluelock for 'unsportsmanlike behaviour' and spread it around to get signatures

• Ness has an alt account that's just an isagi hate page

• he did not start the petition but by gods did he spread it around (lowkey was jealous he hadn't thought of it first)

• ego has a tumblr blog and that's his only social media page

• the name is 'actuallyegojinpachi' but his pfp is one of those ego pictures with an edited on pink sparkly bow so no one believes him

• he actively spreads misinformation and bullshit theories so no one believes him even when he reveals real info

• it's crazy popular, and he exists as one of the starting pillars of the fandom

• nagi regularly retweets fanart of him and reo, so it's just gaming, gaming, gaming, reo oiled up wearing a collar on his knees, gaming, gaming

• literally every product yukimiya has worked with sold out overnight after his debut on bastard munchen (including a toothpaste brand for old people)

• There was a frenzied search for whatever no name brand shampoo and conditioner bluelock has after chigiri let it slip in some interview that his hair care was literally only whatever was there.

• kunigami fans have pfps of him edited with like emo stuff (think dark eyeshadow, chains etc)

• There was a character lookalike contest and chigiri's sister won as him

• there's a twitter page that's does a 'x days since reonagi miscommunication bullshit'

• aryu is a Pinterest girl kaneshiro told me in a dream

• There is a dedicated subreddit for 'bluelock TV milfs'

5 things itoshi sae will do.

he will make you cry.

intentional or not, this man has the magical ability to turn the faucets behind your eyes. the once warm salty tears running down your cheeks become cold the moment they make contact with that one spot below your eyes.

he will force you to attend his games.

you’re immediately obligated to attend his matches as soon as you two make it official. he’s not embarrassed about you watching his matches like at all because he’s quite confident in his abilities. you technically get dragged into the stadium by the team’s guards who escort you to your seat.

he will let you see him walk around with his fuckass bangs down without any hairspray.

he’s quite shameless when he’s alone—except he isn’t, he’s in the room with you . . . but you don’t count as someone to be wary about. so when he first came to you with his bangs down, you almost squealed. it’s somewhat of a reward when you see it. he still looks like he came straight out of the photos his mom sent you from when he was younger.

he will tolerate your touches.

nope, he is not known for his affection. even with you, he doesn’t initiate it. not like it would kill him to do so, he’s just . . . clueless—you could say. but when you wrap your arms around him, hover your hands over his body, entangle your fingers with his hair, touch his face, kiss him—he’ll accept them.

he will leave you on seen.

yup. either one : he doesn’t know how to respond so he just looks stares at your text like a clueless child—debating whether he should send a stupid millennial gifs or not respond at all. or two : he’ll respond you when he meets you. “i’ll buy you dinner.” “what?” “that text. you asked what you should get for dinner.” “sae, that was 4 days ago.”

5 more things itoshi sae won’t do.

he won’t let you cry in front of him.

he’ll turn you away or he’ll walk away. look, he’s trying to give you some space but honestly, it isn’t helping. it’s not that he doesn’t want to comfort you—he just doesn’t know how to handle his own feelings, let alone yours. so he’ll leave you alone. however, when your tears dry up, he’ll come back to you and pray to God that you don’t hate him.

he won’t lie to you.

even white lies. it just isn’t part of his vocabulary. but it does come in handy—for example, when you see an article about some stupid ship between him and another celebrity, he shuts it down and you know he’s telling you the truth. then there’s the down side . . . “do you think this shade suits me?” “no. you should find another one.” he finds there is just no use in coating lies.

he won’t put you above soccer.

it sounds harsh but he doesn’t expect you to expect him to give up his livelihood for a relationship and neither should you give up yours for him. he’ll love you to the end and back—soccer isn’t on his love spectrum, more like his obsessive spectrum. so yeah, he’ll love you more than soccer but he doesn’t put you above the sport.

he won’t hide you.

it’s actually futile to get him to listen to his PR team. no, he is not ashamed going to an event with you in hand. no, he is not ashamed with keeping one highlight of you on his inactive instagram account. no, he is not going to entertain other set-ups. no, he won’t give a fuck.

but he won’t ever hate you.

don’t even try because it won’t happen.

sticky note. ARLENE IS BACK??? this week has been crazy as fuck like hello? i need a whole separate post to talk about it but you guys BETTER promise me you WILL read it.

Kaiser is going to have to go to rehab after this.

Rin

There are no slow mornings in your household. No waking up to strong arms slung around you, or at least a good dose of morning breath.

Rin is a morning person. He runs before the sun is up, takes a shower, stretches, meditates if he has the time.

Breakfast is usually ready by the time you slip out of bed and you always feel a little like a fish out of water standing next to him, with your bed head and your sleepshirt askew, with your morning breath and body odour next to his freshly showered beauty.

Today, though, you wake up to his face pressed against your stomach.

"Who are you?" You ask, a little out of the loop still, one hand moving through his hair to identify him. Rin's hair is silky and cool to the touch - he loves when you point out that he's got the best hair of the whole team - and it's still a little damp today.

"Shut up," he grumbles quietly.

"Wow, so it is you," you snort, waking a little. "Back already?"

"Hm."

"Did you slip in the rain and come back inside?"

"It's not raining."

"Did you catch some weird flu?"

"I'm perfectly healthy," Rin points out, his words ghosting his hot breath over your skin. "I can come back to bed when I want to."

"You can. But you never have."

"I know."

"Are you feeling guilty?" You blink down at him. The lack of response is a response. "You are."

"You said it yourself," he grumbles, "Last week. How you feel like we're living different lives. I don't want to live a different life."

"Oh, baby," you slide your hands through his hair and move his head so that you can see him, so that you can lean down and kiss him. It's awkward and stiff and your back protests, but you manage, his lips cool against yours. He tastes like toothpaste.

"You're a morning person. You can stay a morning person. I love you for the fact that you're willing to slip back into bed, but if you promise to kiss me at the kitchen table every morning, you can do your stuff until I feel ready to wake up."

"Every morning," Rin points out, shuffling around until you're face to face. "Staring today." He slips out of bed with a kiss to your temple. "I'm making breakfast."

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