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♬.ᐟ hoodie ft. itoshi rin
♬.ᐟ blue lock boys vs fangirl gf ft. itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, nagi seishiro
♬.ᐟ blue lock boys vs love ft. itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, otoya eita, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito
♬.ᐟ worth it satoru x reader
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DO WE PREFER small text or big text. my recent post is small text but they're mostly in the bigger text...lmk if its hard to. read i kind of prefer the small now
you post the selfie on your story mindlessly. its one of those macbook photobooth pictures, the hoodie and tiny shorts you’re wearing scarcely cover your bare legs. wait. the hoodie.
you remember now. this hoodie that you’ve worn so many times it may as well be yours, except its not. and your ex, itoshi rin, would definitely recognize it as his. it’s the same stupidly perfect teal color as his eyes. the zipper at the bottom has been long broken, and the sleeves are a little burnt from the cigarette butts he would extinguish. the cotton is perfectly sun-faded, and if you close your eyes, it still smells like a little of mint and smoke. like him.
you vaguely wonder if you should take your story down. it’s a little too late though. your friends have already liked and commented, and over two hundred people have viewed it. it actually occurs to you that you should keep it posted, because what if he sees it? rin still follows you after all. would he swipe up and ask for his hoodie back? would he even care?
the only thing you can do now is sit and wait. you stalk your own story like a psycho. if rin wants his damn hoodie back, he’ll have to come and take it.
you’re lost in a memory of him when your phone buzzes. loud.
evil ex (i miss him): what the fuck is that my hoodie?
you: no “hello i missed you” ?
evil ex (i miss him): you’re insane.
you: and?
evil ex (i miss him): maybe i miss being driven crazy all the time?
hook, line, and sinker.
you: so like…if u want this hoodie back u gotta come take it off me :3
evil ex (i miss him): i hate you.
evil ex (i miss him): be ready in 10
a/n: let’s just say that rin got his hoodie back only temporarily. you took it from him again the next morning.
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your face is a bit different, though, but satoru doesn’t care. he’ll take anything that resembles suguru.
you’re not quite like the person suguru used to be. maybe a little more fucked, given that you smoke with shoko all night. that’s all fine by satoru though. your eyes carry the same sparkle that suguru’s once did. you don’t say satoru’s name quite the same as suguru used to either, missing the softness at the first syllable, but it’s fine. maybe you’re what satoru wants this time.
above it all, you’re far too pretty, just like him. satoru couldn’t possibly stay only friends with someone like you for too long.
somewhere deep down inside of him, satoru knows that this isn’t right. it’s wrong. you’re wrong. but it’s worth it to him. he loves suguru you.
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pov ur name is tiff and u write some angsty bs everytime u listen to bea.
I found ur bllk boys in love hcs very yummy and awesomesauce ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
I don't really request often so this might not make sense (,,>﹏<,,)
I would like to request some hcs to how the bllk boys would react if the reader just so happened to be a HUGEEE Otaku/fangirl for them.
BUT (HEAR ME OUT!!) by using their social influence as their gf, they somehow managed to flood the stadium on one of their match days with a bunch of other fan girls and then they all collective cheer them on with lightsticks and stuff and it just lowk like some sort of concert or something
THIS PROBABLY DOESN'T MAKE SENSE IN GHE SLIGHTEST SO I APOLOGISE (╥﹏╥) but at the same time m really curios so
>⩊< blue lock boys vs fangirl gf
“we’re soccer players, not idols!”
ft: itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, nagi seishiro
note: this is still neo-egoist arc because i’m not caught up with manga…
itoshi rin didn’t think he’d ever see people with hoodies of him. as he stares at the crowd in the stadium, he’s not really sure how it got so out of hand. it looks like the audience is here for a k-pop concert; because why in the world were there neon green lightsticks in the sea of people? but then his teal eyes land on you, his adoring girlfriend, and it all clicks for him. you’re beaming down on him, far too happy wearing his jersey and…why are you holding an american flag with his face screen printed on it? rin bites back a smile. oh, he is going to kill you for that later.
the match is a blowout and rin scores a season high for goals. when the media begins to swarm him, rin elbows his way through the masses to you, but instantly regrets it. oh you little shit, you’re giggling and brandishing your hello kitty hairclips at him.
“no,” he deadpans.
“yes,” you shoot back. his resistance is very much futile: you have him clipped and flushed hot pink in less than sixty seconds. for good measure, you snap a picture of him in his current state.
“you’re dead,” rin warns.
he opens his phone later to find #SOFTRIN trending on all platforms.
itoshi sae loves his girlfriend very much. he’ll groan at but tolerate all of your little whims, from the cardboard cutout you have of him (you miss him while he’s away!) to the chibi plushies of him, but this is just insane. sae looks into the crowd and you’ve somehow managed to spell “I <3 SAE” with people. there are signs with his face and pink ribbons decorating them. there are elegant pink lightsticks that look like fairy wands. sae still has a couple minutes before he has to go on field, so he sends you a text.
sae: amor, what the hell am i seeing right now?
you: let’s just say i called in the itoshi sae fanclub…
sae: you're lucky you're cute
he’s sighing before he even realizes it.
michael kaiser is perplexed. flat-out confusion riddles his usually calculated expression.
“ness, what the fuck are those?” he asks, pointing at something in the stands. michael knows somehow that this is your doing, it has to be. “i think they call them pickets,” ness answers, frowning at the sight. the two glare at the hundreds of lace adorned pink fans with michael’s smirking face on them. “yeah, this is definitely something she would do,” ness concludes, jealousy tinting his voice. “i could do it better though.”
“you’re my dog, not my fangirl!” michael grimaces at the too-pink stadium. really, why did they have to put ribbons on his picture?
post-match and he’s greeted by you, smiling. he arches a brow. “baby, i know i’m the emperor, but this is too much.”
“you didn’t even enjoy it a little bit?” you tease, waving your own picket at him. michael winces when he sees that you’d put glitter all over it.
“i will allow you to tarnish my beautiful image with your little decorations,” he settles.
nagi seishiro blinks up wearily at the bright lights. too bright, the boy thinks. it’s so blinding that he doesn’t really register the fact that there’s cardboard cutouts of his face floating amongst the crowd. huh. as far as nagi could tell, there wasn’t really anything special about today. he has to blink again when he hears the chanting coming from the crowd.
“NA-GI SEI-SHI-RO!” it sounds like a fanchant, something he only knows from going to k-pop concerts with you. “WE LOVE YOU SEI!” he hears you yell. that gets him going, and he thinks that this might be the best he’s played all season.
come halftime, he hears “NAGI, DO YOUR AEGYO!” from you. the term aegyo rings a bell in seishiro’s mind. that was the finger heart stuff, right? he looks up and you’re already making the half heart with your hands. sei lazily throws up the other half, and the crowd goes wild. the big screen cuts between shots of you and him.
later that day, he’s napping when you wake him up. “sei, look!” you exclaim, thrusting your phone into his hands. seishiro is still sleepy but he obliges, squinting at the screen. there’s hundreds of edits of you and him with those darn finger hearts. “cute, right?” you ask, legs swinging from the edge of his bed.
“yep, now let’s go back to sleep,” he grumbles, dragging you into the blankets with him.
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a/n: thank u for the cute req! i saw this and i was like YESS hopefully this is right. i wasn't sure which characters you wanted so i hope this is okay :3 FOR VISUALIZATION PURPOSES HERE IS THE KAISER PICKET IN QUESTION:
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he watches the clip over and over again—the blurry clip of you denying any sort of relationship you have with sae. the paparazzi had managed to force an answer out of you through consistent harassment and stalking.
“he’s my friend! please, just leave me alone. we’re really just friends.”
just friends his ass.
it’s a mistake on sae’s part; to go out in public with nothing but you by his side and not expect the paparazzi to catch on. but he doesn’t expect them to be this annoying.
sae doesn’t want to hide anything. he doesn’t want to hide how much he loves you, or that he’s taken. he’s sick and tired of opening twitter and seeing horny posts about him. he’s tired of parasocial fans acting like he’s their’s.
sae is yours. not anyone else’s.
which is why he arrives at your apartment uncalled for with no shame, taking your wrist and dragging you out. “c’mon, we’ve got stuff to do.”
“wah—sae!” you exclaimed. “we can’t be seen, the paparazzi are gonna—“
“that’s exactly why we’re going out, you idiot. just trust me.” he brings you to a fairly public area, with dozens of people around. as expected, sae already hears the click of cameras.
sae hates pda.
which is why you’re completely puzzled when his hand cups the back of your neck, and crashes his lips onto yours. no warning, no preparation.
the paparazzi look utterly horrified. a few passerby look ready to cry. meanwhile, sae only pulls away when his hands tangle your hair and your knees are almost giving out.
sae’s eyes find a paparazzi hidden within the crowd, and he sticks up his middle finger.
ITOSHI SAE IS TAKEN—WHAT THIS MEANS FOR THE FUTURE OF THE SPORTS INDUSTRY
ITOSHI SAE AND HIS BOLD DISPLAY OF PUBLIC AFFECTION
ITOSHI SAE FANS ARE HEARTBROKEN AFTER THE REVEAL OF HIS RELATIONSHIP
“sae, is this really okay? you just lost half your fanbase, and the other half is going to murder me.” you mutter, head on his shoulder.
“just don’t worry, cariño, i’ve got the rest handled.” sae hums. well, more like his manager, but the point still stands.
“but sae—“
“listen,” he cupped your face. “i don’t give two shits about what the paparazzi or my fans think. i don’t give two shits about how jealous they are. but don’t ever downgrade me to ‘just a friend’ ever again.”
he brought your hands to his lips, kissing each and every single knuckle. “because friends—
aka: how they act when whipped
ft: itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, otoya eita, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito
itoshi rin refuses to say “i love you,” but it’s blatantly obvious when he allows you, and only you, to mess with his soft black locks, pushing back strays of his bangs. he’ll look at you with utter adoration as you pin one of your pink makeup clips to him, so he can “see better,” even if his teammates tease him later for it. when he inevitably scores the winning goal of a close and heated match, he’ll always glance over in your direction, to make sure you’re watching. and you always are, beaming with pride when rin kisses the toy kuromi ring he wears on his fourth finger—and of course a matching my melody one adorns your own hand.
itoshi sae doesn’t say “i love you,” but he might as well scream it to the entire world with how delicate he is when he clips the clasp of your necklace in place, adjusting it so it’s centered just the way you like it. near his own collarbone lays the other half of the set which he had custom made for you two. he’ll smile at you, filled with awe as he watches you apply the finishing touches of your makeup. sae’s not really sure what it does but he thinks you’re absolutely breathtaking either way. he think’s you’ll look even better with a ring on your finger. soon.
michael kaiser can’t say “i love you.” he truly cannot, no matter how much he wants to tell you—so he lets you do his eyeliner instead, pestering you not to smudge the pointed crimson edges. “liebe, the corners. they need to be sharp enough to slit the throats of my enemies,” he murmurs, staring at you whilst you work. you bite back with something about how ness could do his eyes instead, and michael shudders at the thought. ness? you’re the only one he’d ever let touch his face.
otoya eita won’t say “i love you,” but he makes sure you feel it. it’s not overnight, but his habits begin changing for the better. the girls in his phone slowly dissappear, until you’re the only one left. the flirting with randoms comes to a halt, and he finds himself thinking about you as his girlfriend, for real. your hand is the only one that eita will hold, your eyes the only ones he’ll stare into.
nagi seishiro isn’t really sure what it means to say “i love you.” he’s thought about it before, lazily wondering if the words are something he should say to you. he’s heard it in plenty of movies, after all. but, he thinks, as he’s nestled in your arms like a cat, maybe he doesn’t even need words to convey how he feels. the soft routine you’d fallen into, gentle touches and cozy evenings, they were worth an “i love you,” and more.
karasu tabito is scared to say “i love you.” having never seen himself as enough, he hesitates to believe that you could truthfully love him, with all his flaws, back. you’re a divine goddess and he’s just…a mediocre dude. but when he lets his walls down for you, when he finally stops pretending, the difference is louder than words. he’ll finally take you to his hometown in osaka, which he thought was mediocre as well–not touristy enough like tokyo. but, the the ordinary feels extraordinary with you.
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a/n: hey...found this in my drafts and finished!! idrmb what inspired this anymore. when i say rin REFUSES to say ily i mean it in a way like he gets easily embarrassed and self conscious if he does.
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