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SYNOPSIS ... a collection of text messages with various blue lock boys :: characters / yoichi isagi, bachira meguru, rin itoshi, reo mikage, seishiro nagi, oliver aiku, tabito karasu, ryusei shidou, sae itoshi, bunny iglesias, vivian hugo, julien loki CONTENT ... gn!reader :: mild language :: sexual jokes/language :: nsfw warning for bunny's :: pet names

karasu tabito x reader where theyre both on an arcade date and the whole blue lock team crashes it👀👀👀👀👀 pretty please and ty🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

make sure to take your time!!! tysm again!

SYPNOSIS ... what was supposed to be a date a cute arcade date with tabito turned into his making an appearance :: based off CONTENT ... gn!reader :: established relationship :: mild language :: light kissing :: probably occ :: bachira almost stuck in a claw machine :: otoya appearance :: this took SO long to write i had to rewrite it like 3 or 4 times cause it didn’t flow right

“tabi’ no! i want the chiikawa one!”

it’s one of those rare weekends where you and tabito get to spend time completely along together. you’d spent majority of his two week break with other people around, like his teammates of family

it was a breath of fresh air to have him to yourself for a moment despite the current situation. your both stood at a random claw machine, him trying to win whatever plushie you desire. however, it seems he’s underestimated how difficult they are. this was now his fifth miss

“darlin’ i cant get it, what’s wrong with the yellow bunny?”

“please please please baby! the chiikawa one’s all i want”

he groaned, knowing he was about to drain another ten dollars on a simple version of gambling. tabito rug his hand back into his pocket pulling out a couple of coins, then shoving them into the machine

“the things i do for you sweethear’ ”

he spoke under his breath while hunching down slightly, his large hands holding the joystick as he manoeuvred the claw. your body inched closer to his from the anticipation and the cold air blasting through the arcade

he began to block out all the surrounding noise, his attention now completely on the claw machine

it took almost twenty dollars and around forty minutes to win over the claw machine but finally, you had the little chiikawa plushie in your hands. tabito had never felt so much relief in his life, not just because he didn’t have to cash out another sum of money to spend on the machine, but because seeing you so excited over a stuffed toy he worked hard to win made his heart swell — not that he’d ever outright admit it

you were both in your own world, tabito too busy staring at you while you tried explaining the big deal about chiikawa — all he managed to take away was that you and everyone else thought the little characters were cute

he reminded himself to make a mental note to add it to the list other cute character like miffy or the one sanrio character you’d always look for in every other store

tabito pulled your body close to his, arm now draped over your shoulders. he took the plushie from your hands as you continued blabbering on about whatever came to mind. the further you walked the louder the arcade got, well one specific group got

“jesus, could’ya be any louder?”

he rolled his eyes as he spoke rhetorically when he felt you stop completely. he heart dropped to his stomach, afraid you had thought he was referring to you

“oh hi yukimiya!”

his heart was now in his ass. tabito turned around to unfortunately be faced with the entire blue lock team. he watched his slight horror while you talked to yukimiya and some others

he turned again only to see bachira trying to climb into some claw machine and isagi trying to drag him out while barou yelled to neither of them in particular, rin and reo watched the scene unfold making no effort to intervene. typical

tabito turned once more, watching blue lock’s new captain aiku flirting with some girl as that sendou guy desperately tried to copy his exact strategy on someone else

“nice teddy”

tabito jumped in surprise whipping his head around so fast it cracked lightly

“holy shit!”

his hand clutched his chest now faced with both chigiri and otoya

“awww is that for your wittle pawrtner”

tabito’s face twisted into disgust as otoya spoke and chigiri stepped away from him with an audible ‘ew’

“what? so a grown man can’t use a baby voice? wow okay”

karasu looked back over to where you were once standing, only to notice you weren’t there anymore

“tabi’ hold my bag ok?”

magically, you materialised in front of him, shoving you shoulder bag into his hands. he gave you a quirked eyebrow at the whole ordeal

“i’m trying to go up the claw machine for another plushie? bachira couldn’t get it for me…he almost got stuck”

you said it like it was supposed to be obvious. there was far too much going on at once, his face turned into pure confusion before you went on your tippy toes, holding the opposite side of his head, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, then falling flat into your feet. as quick as the first, you grabbed the back of his neck, turning his head and pulling him down for a much longer kiss on his lips

tabito’s shoulders relaxed as he melted into your kiss, he could taste the artificial cherry lip balm, his tongue darting out slightly to give it a lick before you pulled away and sped off, living him stunned

“aww, you two are just soo cute!”

“shut up otoya”

“seriously, stop doing that voice”

im crine why’s he look like a ghost behind kurona😭😭😭mf literally see through wtf🫩🫩

SYNOPSIS ... late at night once everyone’s asleep in the hq you and zanka find each other’s lips on one another’s :: request by @enyalc :: i actually didn’t have a clue what i was writing for half of this so this is probably ass and i lowkey kinda hate it CONTENT ... nsfw content, read at your own risk :: afab!reader :: softdom!zanka :: dry humping :: making out :: mild language :: not proofread im lazy😓

the cleaners hq is deathly quiet. it’s late. far too late for zanka and you to be up - especially with a mission waiting for you both in a few hours

the bed creeks slightly as your body lays atop of zanka’s, your thighs in either side of his own, he smells like incense and fresh linen. your body instinctively nuzzle your face deeper into his neck, lips lightly placing kisses along his smooth, fair skin

you feel his adam’s apple vibrate as he calls your name breaking the shared silence between you two, you hum in response

“y’tired?”

you break your lips from his neck lifting your head to face him. his arms slide down your back to sit at your hips as you wrap your own around his neck bringing your bodies impossibly closer

you let out a breath of acknowledgment as his thumbs rub light circles gently on your hipe bone. you leaned into his touch, your head nuzzling deep unto his neck and your hips shifting against his groin. your movements pulled a noise close to a groan out of him

“stop movin’ ”

he only received a hum in response as you shifted in his lap again, this time with a subtle giggle. zanka lifted a hand from your hip and allowed his fingers to card through your hair causing you to lift your head

zanka’s hand fell back to your hip as you both now face each other head on. his hand reaches up again cupping one of your cheeks, his finger rubbing on the apple of your skin, then snaking it’s way to the nape of your neck brining your lips closer to his own

his lips are barely brushing your own as he lightly pecked them. your hands slide up to his jawline and your thumb caressed his soft skin. his hand pushed against your neck forcing the kiss to grow deeper

zanka’s other hand still resting on your hip shifted to the small of your back as your lips moved in sync against each other. his tongue licked along your lips forcing entry into your warm mouth

zanka’s hand on your back ran along your spine before settling back at the small of it, his hand now pushing your body against his, making you grind on his lap

you let out a gasp into his mouth. you could feel the smirk on his lips as he kept guiding you on his lap. your hips moving in sync with your lips, the slick on your panties began to grow the deeper his tongue went down your throat while he pulled more whines out of you

he broke the kiss for a second, a string of saliva still connecting your lips while your hips still chased after his. he moved kisses along your neck making your whines and whimpers grow louder

“shhh, gotta keep it down pretty”

zanka’s lips immediately met yours again as an early morning light began to fill the room. the sound of someone walking down the hq’s hallways didn’t register until a loud knocking broke you both free from your trance, making your head whoo towards the door

“oi lovebird! get ready, we gotta leave early!”

you turned back to zanka, his lips swollen and red still covered with a filthy mixture of his and your saliva. his head fell back on the headboard before he spoke

“fuck my life..”

Can I please ask for dilf!Rin x fem!reader plz? Tyyy

sorry for the wait😓😓

SYNOPSIS ... rin itoshi’s daughter is a dream to baby sit, and her hot single dad is the ultimate dream to fuck :: based off CONTENT ... nsfw content, read at your own risk :: fem!reader :: dilf!rin :: reader atleast 21 :: vaginal fingering :: light degration :: light humiliation :: cheating mentioned (not by rin or reader) :: probably super oc tbh the further i wrote the more i realised this is nothing like rin :: this took me so damn long to write for some reason as well

three and half months ago. that’s how long ago you started working for rin itoshi

like clockwork you’d babysit his daughter monday through friday from three till eight pm once his soccer practice ended

it was perfect, you’d spend six hours with this darling little girl, her insanely hot dad would arrive home, tuck her into bed, then you’d inform him on everything that happened while she was in your care

it didn’t matter how serious a day’s events could be, the way his eyes would track your movements and the nods of approval he’d give you would always make you soak through your lacy underwear. it truely was embarrassing

it didn’t matter how close you and his daughter were, the man always remained a mystery to you, just a thirty-something football player who’d been divorced for the past three years. that was probably the most alluring part

“can i offer you a drink, [name]?”

sleeves rolled up to his elbows revealing his forearms, veins straining under his weight against the kitchen counter

“im okay, thank you though mr.itoshi”

he hummed in acknowledgment, then turned away from you. his toned back now staring at you through his polo

“how was she today?”

“good. as always. she’s like a little angel honestly”

you let out an airy laugh sensing a tenseness spread through the room

rin’s head turned over his shoulder slightly, if he didn’t you wouldn’t of caught the way his lips twitched up slightly. the small act made you heart pound and thighs squeeze tighter than before

his head turned back and he cleared his throat before speaking up

“you know [name], there’s something i wanted to bring to your attention”

shit. you racked through everything you’ve done ever since you stepped into the itoshi household. there wasn’t one memory of you crossing a line

“i-uh what it is..?”

your fingers instantly curled over the hem of your skirt, the palms of your hands rubbing across the fabric to stop the clammy feeling

“do you know if my daughter has a friend named miya?”

the emphasis on the word friend made you start to sweat. did the rin itoshi’s daughter have a boyfriend you weren’t aware about. you shook your head hoping it was the right answer

“let me be more specific. do you have a friend named atsumu miya my daughter knows about?”

your body stiffened at the mention of your ex. this had to be the most inconvenient thing for you to forget

memories of how you would be on the phone to your friends, talking about your cheating man whore of an ex with his innocent daughter doing homework. you swore she wasn’t paying attention

“…potentially mr.itoshi”

he hummed to no one in particular, you both now face to face across the island bench

“i’m assuming this guy was more than a friend, correct? ‘cause what i’ve heard from her, he was a quote, ‘cheating bum with nothing going for him’ ”

shame bubbled in your stomach and seeped up to your throat. you couldn’t bring yourself to look him in the eyes out of embarrassment

“i’m sorry mr.itoshi, that was unprofessional..”

it took all your might to keep your voice steady and yet you still failed. rin’s footsteps echoed as he inched closer to you, by the time you met his gaze again he was right in front of you

your nose burned lightly, tears threatening to fall at your undecided fate

“i always thought you were a pretty girl, very bright, and considerate. the fact you go above and beyond for my daughter means a lot to me”

he leaned in closer, this cologne invading your sense involuntarily, his cool minty breath fanning your face lightly

“you mean a lot to my little girl, to me. to think someone would cheat on a girl like you…such a kind and beautiful girl, it’s strange to me”

his voice lowered and became raspy. you couldn’t help but shift slightly, the slick in your panties soaking deep into the lacy fabric as it clung to your folds

rin’s hand reached up to your cheek, caressing it lightly while his veiny forearm coming into view again. you automatically leaned into the touch slightly and pushed your thighs closer together in a desperate attempt to stop the ache

the action caught rin’s attention and his hand moved away from your cheek, and down to your upper thigh. his thumb brushing up and down your thigh then stopping to sit at the hem of your skirt. your stomach was twisting into knots at the anticipation, your body growing more desperate for him by the second

“always thought you were gorgeous y’know”

his hand moved slowly, the tips of his fingers barely reaching under your skirt, now centimetres away from your throbbing core. you’d be embarrassed to admit how many times you’d played this exact scenario out in your head

your hips shifted slightly, body begging from his own

“may i?”

you couldn’t bring yourself to verbally answer, preferring to nod in response

“use your words”

his tone was partially aggressive at your lack of verbal confirmation

“..please…”

your voice not even a whisper as you made eye contact with the man in front of you. his fingers moved once again, inching closer to your cunt. your breath hitched when his hand barely grazed over the lacy fabric of your panties then slipped further down drawing lazy circles over the drenched fabric

“how lukewarm, this wet over nothing”

your face burned stomach bubbling with humiliation. his eyes remained focused on yours, his free hand now holding your cheeks to force your faces to remained locked on one anothers

rin’s hand slipped deeper, pulling the slick coated lace to the side giving him full access to your drenched pussy. he traced lightly over the folds, the wetness starting to cover his hand

you bucked your hips slightly whining in the process. you wanted, no, needed more

the tips of his fingers dipped between your soaked pussy making you moan at the new found feeling. rin’s hands were twice, if not more, the size of yours

“r-rin..”

his fingers barely rubbing inside your warm heat, his thumb now rubbing your clit gently, then pushing down on the bud, forcing out a louder moan

rin’s fingers traveled deeper into your pussy, the tight heat enveloping his ring and middle fingers up to the knuckles. he began to fasten his pace pulling gasps and cries out of you

“such a slut, being fingered fucked by someone who’s practically your boss”

you gripped onto one of his arms, the sounds of your slick and whines began to fill the room, while a pressure began to build in your lower stomach

“rin, please..!”

he only quickened his pace at your cries for him. his speed made your breath knock out of your chest. your nails drug into his forearm and your head fell forward into his chest, the white hot heat coiling tighter the longer he kept his fingers stuffed in your over sensitive, drenched cunt

tears pricked the corners of your eyes, rin’s hand pulled your head back up while other kept finger fucking you. your eyes met his again, yours teary and desperate while his were dark and unforgiving

your moans grew louder and the coil in you snapped coating his hand in your juices. his fingers worked you through your high, rin’s thumb still rubbing your clit

you panting began to even out and rin’s eyes softened once again. his fingers slowly leaving your tight heat, then sliding your ruined panties back over your sensitive folds

his hands now completely let you go as he began to speak again

“i’ll see you tomorrow [name], make sure you try to keep that little ex boyfriend of yours out of conversations with my daughter”