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Hey, hello, & hi! The nameâs Spooky, but most people call me Spooks! I go by They/Them pronouns, but I donât mind whatever u decide 2 call me!
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~Fandoms I will write 4~
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You're the only girl Riddle's ever introduced to his extremely strict mother, a lump growing in his throat as anxiety increases in his blood stream.
He's downright terrified, petrified even. He's scared that this might be the last day he's going to see his mother if she dislikes you, because he'd much rather leave her than be forced to leave you. It's weird.
You thought he would've been devoted, but he seems to be leaning more on you. He values her, understands her reasons for being the way that she was when he was growing up.
But he loves you.
The first meeting was undeniably awkward, but from the body language and signaling, it seems like his mother actually... likes you.
That part makes Riddle let out a sigh of relief but also wonder how you're so likable all the time. There are some things in this world that he knows comes naturally to some people, and maybe that's the thing for you.
In which Deuce/Leona/Ruggie/Jack/Silver/Sebek introduces his girlfriend, Fem!Reader, to their family. Reader makes a good impression, and her boyfriend is very much thinking of their future.
Warnings: 18+, established relationship, requested by @unrepentantgeek, breeding kink, creampie, talks of boners, sex with the intention of getting pregnant
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lwk, i wanna c the NRC dudes come 2 Yuuâs world and like, c how they would react 2 Earthâs art and architecture. Like, imagine them seeing the Mona Lisa, or the Statue of Liberty. And like, seeing them react 2 the history of Earth and like the solar system and stuff. I think thatâd b pretty funny lol.
-Spooky
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Ëââ§ę°á MAY THE GOALS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOR
summary . . ŕ§ â in which BLUE LOCK PLAYERS are pulled into another kahoot game but with a twist! a few unexpected football prodigies from germany, france, and ... spain join the lobby!
ŕŞââ´ content: kahoot au :: crackfic :: profanity :: no footballs were kicked during the making of this fic :: everyone is yelling
â ISAGI STARTED THE CALL
â RIN JOINED THE CALL
â SHIDOU JOINED THE CALL
â BACHIRA JOINED THE CALL
â REO JOINED THE CALL
â CHIGIRI JOINED THE CALL
â BAROU JOINED THE CALL
â GAGAMARU JOINED THE CALL
Bachira: SO WHEN ARE THEY JOINING???
Shidou: I'VE BEEN REFRESHING THE MEMBER LIST FOR LIKE A MINUTE đ
Reo: Isagi, don't tell me you were lying about the guests.
Isagi: I literally invited them.
Barou: Tch. Hurry up.
Chigiri: You're more impatient than everyone else.
Barou: I just want to start.
Bachira: NAHHH I'M TRYNA SEE IF THEY'RE ACTUALLY GONNA SHOW UP.
Gagamaru: Do we know who's joining?
Isagi: You'll find out.
Reo: Watch nobody joins.
Bachira: DON'T SAY THATâ
â LOKI JOINED THE CALL
Bachira: WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT
Reo: no fucking way đ
Bachira: IS THAT ACTUALLY LOKI??
Loki: hello.
Shidou: LMFAO BRO SPAWNED IN LIKE IT'S FIRST PERIOD ATTENDANCE
Bachira: HELLO?????????
Reo: THAT'S ALL WE GET????
Loki: ...what?
Reo: idk man i expected fireworks
Bachira: OR A FRENCH SPEECH
Shidou: OR AT LEAST "what's up losers"
Loki: why would i say that
Shidou: BC ITS COOL????
Loki: no.
Reo: wow.
Bachira: he's actually like this LMAOOOO
Isagi: thanks for joining though
Loki: you said there'd be a football quiz. i figured i'd come embarrass everyone.
Bachira: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Chigiri: THE CONFIDENCE???
Barou: tch.
Bachira: WAIT HOLD ONâWHY IS THE FASTEST PLAYER IN THE WORLD HERE FOR A QUIZ đđ
Barou: WHAT DOES RUNNING FAST HAVE TO DO WITH ANSWERING QUESTIONS YOU IDIOT
Bachira: IDK MAN MAYBE HE'LL REACH THE ANSWER FASTER???
Reo: THAT IS NOT HOW QUIZZES WORK
Loki: it isn't..being smarter than barou probably helps though.
Shidou: OHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Barou: SAY THAT AGAIN.
Loki: no need. you heard me the first time.
Bachira: NAHHHHHHH đđđ
Reo: BAROU DON'T CRASH OUT YET WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED
Barou: WE'LL SEE WHO'S SMARTER.
Bachira: nahhhhh he kinda cooked you king
Barou: shut up before i mute you.
Bachira: YOU CAN'T MUTE ME YOUâRE NOT EVEN THE HOST LMAOOOOOO
â HUGO JOINED THE CALL
Reo: WAIT HUGO'S HERE
Bachira: HUGOOOOO
Hugo: ...so this is the "casual Kahoot."
Isagi: ...yeah?
Hugo: Interesting definition of "casual."
Bachira: WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YELLING YET đ
Barou: DON'T ENCOURAGE THEM.
Shidou: TOO LATE I'VE BEEN SCREAMING THIS WHOLE TIME
Hugo: I can tell. Is it too late to leave?
Rin: yes.
Hugo: Loki, please tell me you're not actually taking this seriously.
Loki: I am. Why else would I join?
Hugo: ...It's a Kahoot.
Loki: Exactly.
Reo: nobody in this call is beating the unemployment allegations đ
Barou: Says the guy checking crypto every five minutes.
Reo: HELLO????
Shidou: GET HIS ASS BAROU LMAOOOO
Bachira: WAIT WHY ARE WE BULLYING REO NOW đ
Barou: Because he's annoying.
Reo: WHAT DID I EVEN DO??
Rin: Exist.
Reo: ??????
Bachira: RIN IS LITERALLY HATING JUST TO HATE NOW đ
Isagi: You didn't even hesitate.
Rin: Didn't need to.
Hugo: I've been here for less than a minute and this is already worse than I expected.
Loki: Tell me about it...
â CHARLES JOINED THE CALL
Shidou: CHARLES!!!
Charles: SHIDOUUUUU
Shidou: YOU ACTUALLY CAME LMAOOO
Charles: You invited me. I had to see this disaster for myself.
Shidou: THAT'S MY GOAT
Charles: I'm not even here to win.
Reo: ...oh?
Charles: I'm here to ragebait.
Bachira: OH I LIKE HIM ALREADY đ
Charles: Wait...
Charles: Loki's here??
Loki: Unfortunately.
Charles: HUGO TOO???
Hugo: Somehow, yes.
Reo: We have Loki, Hugo, and Charles in one VC.
Shidou: ALRIGHT FRANCE VS JAPAN RIGHT NOW
Charles: Winner gets the Kahoot.
Isagi: ...that's literally not how Kahoot works.
Gagamaru: Wait, do I have to? I'm kinda eating chips.
Shidou: THE NATION NEEDS YOU.
Gagamaru: Can the nation wait like ten minutes?
Charles: NOOOO
Gagamaru: Damn.
Loki: France is ready.
Gagamaru: SEE?? THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT đ WHY IS HE ACTUALLY LOCKED IN
Bachira: gagamaru is somehow the most normal person in this call
Gagamaru: I just wanted to answer Kahoot questions, man.
â NESS JOINED THE CALL
Ness: Good evening, everyone.
Reo: Hold on... you're from Bastard MĂźnchen.
Bachira: A BASTARD MĂNCHEN PLAYER ACTUALLY JOINED???
Shidou: Ohhhhhhhh.
Chigiri: If Ness is here then...
Reo: Don't say it.
Ness: Oh. Kaiser is joining too.
Reo: ...excuse me???
Barou: Tch.
Charles: NO WAY LMAOOO
Loki: This just became more interesting.
Isagi: Ness.
Ness: Yes?
Isagi: Why would you spoil that?
Ness: Spoil what?
Isagi: Kaiser joining.
Ness: ...Was I not supposed to say that?
Isagi: NO??
Barou: What kind of guest list is this?
Ness: I assumed everyone would appreciate the announcement.
Reo: THAT'S THE CRAZIEST PART đ
Bachira: BRO REALLY THOUGHT WE'D ALL CHEER LMAOOOO
Ness: I mean... why wouldn't you?
â KAISER JOINED THE CALL
Kaiser: Why is it so quiet?
Bachira: OH MY GOD.
Reo: HE'S ACTUALLY HERE đ
Shidou: THE FINAL BOSS HAS ARRIVED
Kaiser: "Final boss." That's embarrassing.
Charles: LMAOOOO I KNEW HE'D HATE THAT
Isagi: Glad you could make it.
Kaiser: Are you?
Isagi: ...
Kaiser: You sound exhausted.
Isagi: I've been trying to manage this call for the last ten minutes...
Kaiser: Skill issue.
Bachira: OHHHHHHHH đ
Reo: HE DIDN'T EVEN LET HIM BREATHE
Rin: Straight to it.
Ness: Kaiser!
Kaiser: Hello, Ness.
Ness: I told everyone you were joining.
Kaiser: Why?
Ness: I thought they'd be excited.
Kaiser: That was your first mistake.
Reo: đđđ
Charles: HE DOESN'T EVEN GAS UP HIS OWN TEAMMATE
Bachira: NESS JUST TOOK THAT LMFAOOOO
Ness: It's fine. I should've expected that from Kaiser.
Kaiser: So this is the quiz?
Isagi: Yeah.
Kaiser: And you needed... this many people?
Isagi: It's supposed to be fun.
Kaiser: So no real reason.
Bachira: STOP COOKING THE HOST đ
Isagi: Anyway... we're still waiting on one more guest.
Charles: WAIT THERE'S ANOTHER ONE???
Bachira: I FORGOT ABOUT THAT
Hugo: There are more?
Loki: Unfortunately.
Isagi: Anyone wanna guess who it is?
Rin: No.
Isagi: You'll be happy when they join.
Rin: ...Why did you say it like that?
Bachira: uh oh.
Reo: WAIT...
Shidou: OH THERE'S ONLY ONE PERSON THAT'D PISS RIN OFF THIS FAST LMAOOOO
â SAE JOINED THE CALL
Shidou: SAE-CHANNNNNN!!!
Sae: Hmph.
Shidou: YOU ACTUALLY CAME LMAOOO
Rin: Kill me now.
Bachira: HE'S ALREADY MAD đ
Reo: WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED THE QUIZ
Charles: New speedrun record.
Isagi: Glad you could make it.
Sae: You said there'd be football.
Isagi: There will be.
Sae: Good.
Rin: Can everyone stop acting like this is some huge event?
Sae: Sorry, Rin. Next time I'll decline.
Rin: That's notâ
Sae: You're right. You'd complain either way.
Bachira: LMFAOOOOOO HE'S GETTING COOKED đ
Rin: Nobody is getting cooked.
Shidou: BRO'S IN STAGE 1: DENIAL
Charles: Stage 2 loading...
Rin: There are no stages.
Sae: Stage 2.
Bachira: NO WAY HE JOINED IN đđđ
Reo: SAE ACTUALLY COMMITTED TO THE BIT
Shidou: THAT'S MY GOAT
Rin: I hate all of you.
Charles: Stage 2 confirmed.
Bachira: STAGE 2 CONFIRMED
Reo: STAGE 2 CONFIRMED
Shidou: STAGE 2 CONFIRMED
Rin: CAN YOU ALL STOP REPEATING EVERYTHING?? I'M GOING TO MUTE EVERYONE.
Sae: Stage 3.
Bachira: IM CRYINGGGGGGGGG
Charles: PEAK ENTERTAINMENT
Shidou: HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE TO TRY đ
Rin: I'm leaving.
Isagi: No, you're not. Can we please focus for two seconds?
Shidou: no
Reo: no
Bachira: no đ
Rin: No.
Sae: No.
Kaiser: Also no.
Isagi: ...Right. Thanks, everyone.
Isagi: The code is 456791â
Bachira: FOUR FIVE SIX SEVENNNNNNNN
Barou: OH MY GOD. IF I HAVE TO HEAR THAT STUPID STUFF Â ONE MORE TIME, I'M MUTING EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
â HOST CLICKS "START GAME"!
â ISAGI HAS JOINED THE GAME (messi_is_me)
â RIN HAS JOINED THE GAME (rin)
â SHIDOU HAS JOINED THE GAME (HUGH MUNGUS)
â BACHIRA HAS JOINED THE GAME (ben.d.over)
â REO HAS JOINED THE GAME (richdaddyreal)
â CHIGIRI HAS JOINED THE GAME (imagine losing)
â BAROU HAS JOINED THE GAME (EMPEROR_OF_GOALS)
â GAGAMARU HAS JOINED THE GAME (forestwifi_survivor)
â LOKI HAS JOINED THE GAME (cantcatchmebro)
â HUGO HAS JOINED THE GAME (whyamihereagain)
â CHARLES HAS JOINED THE GAME (tax_evasion_jr)
â NESS HAS JOINED THE GAME (kaisers_number1fan)
â KAISER HAS JOINED THE GAME (THE KAISER)
â SAE HAS JOINED THE GAME (favorite_son)
Bachira: WHY DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE FBI'S MOST WANTED LIST đđđ
Reo: We have tax evasion, identity issues, narcissism, and... whatever HUGH MUNGUS is.
Shidou: Hugh Mungus is a timeless classic.
Ness: Why is nobody talking about ben.d.over?
Bachira: THANK YOU FOR THE RECOGNITION đŤś
Rin: favorite_son.
Sae: Hi.
Rin: Change it.
Sae: No.
Rin: I hope your connection dies.
Bachira: WAIT YâALL KAISERâS USERNAME ACTUALLY GOES SO HARD??? KAISER LITERALLY MEANS EMPEROR SO HIS USERNAME IS BASICALLY JUST "THE EMPEROR"
Hugo: unfortunately that has insane aura
Ness: as expected.
Barou: tch.
Bachira: NO BAROU THIS IS SO FUNNY YOURS IS EMPEROR_OF_GOALS. HIS IS JUST THE EMPEROR đđđ
Charles: emperor_of_goals123 was taken đ
Barou: SHUT UP.
Hugo: it genuinely sounds like the username of a kid who spent 400 robux on a crown accessory.
Shidou: and his bio says "don't mess with me..." đđđ
Rin: This is painful to listen to.
Bachira: AND THEN THIS GUY JUST SHOWS UP AS THE KAISER
Reo: Bro doesn't even need a username.
Charles: That's the account that bans you from the server.
Kaiser: Glad someone understands.
Barou: nobody understands.
Ness: as expected of kaiser.
Rin: stop glazing.
Ness: never.
â HOST STARTS THE GAME
â KAHOOT MUSIC STARTS BLASTING
Bachira: THIS IS A TODDLER QUESTION đ
Chigiri: I'M CRYING THIS CAN'T BE REAL.
Hugo: Did Isagi make this for preschoolers?
Isagi: HEY.
Loki: Are the questions going to get harder?
Isagi: Yes.
Loki: Good.
Charles: WATCH SOMEONE STILL GET IT WRONGâ
Barou: Tsk. Who would even get this wrong?
Reo: My little cousins could answer this.
Charles: My dog could answer this.
Hugo: Your dog watches football?
Charles: No, but he's probably more qualified than some people here.
Barou: Tch.
Rin: Why is this lobby already unbearable?
Sae: Because you're in it.
Rin: shut up.
Gagamaru: waitâŚdoes goalkeeper count
Isagi: ...
Bachira: NO.
Reo: Gagamaru.
Charles: PLEASE TELL ME YOU DIDN'T JUST ASK THAT.
Hugo: I'm begging you to say you're joking.
Gagamaru: What?? I'm just checking.
Rin: Checking what?
Barou: WHAT ELSE WOULD HE BE???
Bachira: he thinks the keeper is an optional purchase đđđ
Charles: UNLOCK GOALKEEPER FOR $4.99â
Hugo: âGOALKEEPER SOLD SEPARATELY
Gagamaru: that's not what i meant
Isagi: THEN WHAT DID YOU MEAN đ
Gagamaru: i don't know anymore
Shidou: HE FORGOT HIS OWN ARGUMENT đđđ
Loki: the goalkeeper is, in fact, a player.
Bachira: THANK YOU LOKI
â LEADERBOARD AFTER Q1:
đĽ 1st - THE KAISER
đĽ 2nd - favorite_son
đĽ 3rd - cantcatchmebro
4th - messi_is_me
5th - whyamihereagain
Kaiser: first place. exactly where I belong.
Bachira: THE USERNAME ACTUALLY MATCHED THE RESULT đđđ
Ness: As expected.
Charles: NESS YOU'RE SAYING THAT LIKE YOU DIDN'T GET LAST
Ness: My purpose was not personal victory.
Reo: BRO IS A SUPPORT NPC
Loki: third place is unacceptable.
Hugo: bro.
Chigiri: you are literally on the podium.
Loki: I should have been first.
Shidou: BRO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT THIRD WHILE SOME OF US ARE FIGHTING FOR SURVIVAL đ
Barou: EXACTLY. BE THANKFUL YOU ARE NOT IN DOUBLE DIGITS.
Loki: That is irrelevant.
Reo: NO IT IS NOT đ
Rin: why is Sae above me.
Sae: because I answered correctly.
Shidou: AHAHAHAHA
Bachira: ROUND TWO KAISER I'M COMING FOR YOUUUU.
Kaiser: Try me.
Loki: I will take first.
Charles: OH GREAT HE'S EVEN MORE MOTIVATED NOW
Hugo: Someone remind them this is KahootâŚ
Isagi: ...
Rin: âŚ
Bachira: WHY ARE THERE NUMBERS đ
Shidou: I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR MATH CLASS đ
Charles: IS THIS STILL KAHOOT OR DID I ACCIDENTALLY JOIN A SCHOOL EXAM.
Barou: Tch. Finally, something that requires thought.
Bachira: OH NO. THE SMART PEOPLE ARE QUIET.
Shidou: SOMEONE SAY THE ANSWER.
Bachira: PLEASE I AM BEGGING. I WILL DO ANYTHING.
Reo: No.
Bachira: REO?????
Reo: Figure it out.
Shidou: YOU'RE ALL SO ANNOYING.
Loki: It's a competition.
Rin: I know how to solve it.
Sae: No you don't.
Rin: ...
Charles: NAHHHHHH HE GOT EXPOSED BY HIS OWN BROTHER đ
Reo: Bro skipped math class and thought nobody would notice.
Rin: I didn't skip.
Sae: You slept through it.
Rin: I hate all of you.
Bachira: IT'S OKAY RIN, WE BELIEVE IN YOU đ
Rin: I don't need your pity.
Chigiri: He definitely needs the pity.
â LEADERBOARD AFTER Q2:
đĽ 1st - THE KAISER
đĽ 2nd - cantcatchmebro
đĽ 3rd - favorite_son
4th - richdaddyreal
5th - whyamihereagain
Charles: WAIT. THE LEADERBOARD JUST EXPOSED WHO ACTUALLY SOLVED THAT QUESTION đ
Reo: Wasn't exactly hard to figure out.
Charles: NO BECAUSE WHY DID THE PEOPLE WHO WENT QUIET ALL END UP AT THE TOP đ
Hugo: We were calculating.
Shidou: I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE JUST IGNORING US.
Loki: We were solving.
Charles: BRO THIS WAS A SECRET MATH CLUB THE WHOLE TIME đ
Kaiser: It was obvious.
Ness: Naturally.
Reo: Ness, please don't make this about Kaiser.
Ness: I was stating a fact.
Bachira: I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WHEN YOU GUYS STOPPED YELLING.
Chigiri: The loud ones were too busy panicking.
Shidou: EXCUSE ME I WAS THINKING.
Hugo: You were arguing with a percentage.
Shidou: SAME THING.
Barou: Tch. At least some people here have common sense.
Gagamaru: The math people have formed an alliance.
Hugo: Unfortunately, yes.
Charles: WE HAVE A KAHOOT ELITE CLASS NOW đ
Bachira: THEY DIDN'T EVEN USE THE BADGE LMAOOOOOO
Reo: BRO THEY JUST PUT KAISER THERE đ
Shidou: BASTARD MĂNCHEN HAS BEEN RENAMED TO BASTARD KAISER đ
Barou: Tch. They should've cropped him out.
Rin: They couldn't even be bothered.
Sae: They didn't need to.
Ness: I don't see the issue. Kaiser represents Bastard MĂźnchen.
Kaiser: WOULD ALL OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP.
Shidou: MY BAD BASTARD KAISER.
Bachira: SORRY BASTARD KAISER đ
Reo: APOLOGIES, MR. BASTARD KAISER.
Hugo: That's President Bastard Kaiser to you.
Kaiser: STOP FUCKING CALLING ME THAT.
Isagi: whatever you say bastard kaiser đ
Kaiser: I'M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ALL OF YOU.
Loki: âŚThere are five seconds left.
Shidou: HURRY UP BASTARD KAISER
â LEADERBOARD AFTER Q3:
đĽ 1st - cantcatchmebro
đĽ 2nd - favorite_son
đĽ 3rd - THE KAISER
4th - richdaddyreal
5th - whyamihereagain
Loki: Finally. That's more like it.
Isagi: BASTARD KAISER JUST GOT RELEGATED TO THIRD đ
Kaiser: This game is fucking rigged.
Hugo: Eh? You lost first place to your own temper.
Ness: He was unnecessarily provoked.
Shidou: BRO CRASHED OUT SO HARD HE DROPPED TWO PLACES đ
Barou: Pathetic.
Isagi: Imagine getting ratioed by your own club logo.
Reo: That's actually the funniest throw I've ever seen đ
Kaiser: Jesus fucking Christ, shut up.
Gagamaru: Bastard Kaiser~ đś
Charles: BAAAASTARD KAIIIISERRRR
Bachira: COME ON BASTARD KAISER!! BRING IT HOME!! đŁ
Kaiser: You know what? Enjoy your kindergarten comedy, fuck off.
â KAISER LEFT THE CALL.
Shidou: WE ACTUALLY BULLIED HIM OFF THE CALL
Reo: NO WAY THAT WORKED LMFAOOOOOO
Hugo: Now that's one way to lose first place.
Loki: Well, less competition i guess.
â NESS LEFT THE CALL.
Charles: HE TOOK HIS ESCORT WITH HIM
Bachira: NESS DIDN'T EVEN HESITATE LMAOOOOOO
Isagi: Bro hit "Leave with party."
Shidou: BASTARD KAISER FC HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN DISBANDED
Barou: Good. One less person above me.
Bachira: We lost THE KAISER but we still have EMPEROR_OF_GOALS đ
Barou: Watch your mouth.
Isagi: Bro couldn't wait five seconds.
Barou: STRIKER.
Shidou: STRIKERRRRR
Isagi: Striker.
Bachira: STRIKER EASY
Sae: Midfielder.
Charles: MIDFIELD RAHHHHH
Bachira: WAITâŚDID NOBODY PICK DEFENDER?
Chigiri: LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOO
Loki: That's rough.
Reo: NOBODY PICKED GOALKEEPER EITHER
Shidou: BRO GOT 90 MINUTES OF PREMIUM SEATING đ
Barou: They don't even run.
Charles: PROFESSIONAL BALL WATCHER đ
Bachira: Front row seats every single weekâ
Gagamaru: Uhm, can I say something?
Charles: Bro, they're literally juâ
Gagamaru: Just listen...I think it's goalkeeper. When I was a striker, if I missed, I always believed another chance would come. Now that I'm a goalkeeper, it doesn't really feel like that anymore. One mistake can decide everything. People remember the goal you let in more than the saves before it. You spend the whole match protecting everyone else's mistakes, but if you make one yourself, there's nobody left behind you. That's why I think it's the hardest.
Charles: Yeah, butâ
Gagamaru: When you're the last person, there's nobody to save you.
Charles: âŚ
Barou: Damn.
Bachira: BRO JUST CASUALLY DROPPED THE HARDEST SPEECH OF THE NIGHT???
Charles: WHO LET SHAKESPEARE POSSESS BRO đ
Reo: WHY WAS THAT ACTUALLY SO COLD???
Isagi: âŚI don't even have a counterargument.
Hugo: Yeah⌠me neither.
Sae: Well said.
Reo: âŚI don't even want to make goalkeeper jokes anymore.
Loki: Gagamaru's right. Modern goalkeepers are the last line of defense and the first line of attack. That's why they're objectively the most important position on the pitch.
Gagamaru: Thanks, Loki.
Isagi: Anyway, last five are True or False with a five-second timer...you can fight after the game's over.
Charles: BRO THINKS HE'S A DICTATOR đ
Shidou: BRUH WE CAN'T EVEN TALK ANYMORE
Bachira: FREE MY YAPPERS đ
Hugo: We should've done this earlier.
Rin: About time.
Isagi: BRO YOU GUYS ARE LITERALLY PROVING MY POINTâ
Shidou: AHAHAHAHAHAHA THE KAHOOT JUST COOKED BOTH ITOSHIS.
Charles: NO WAY đ
Bachira: THE FINAL QUESTION WAS ACTUALLY EVIL. C WAS THE CORRECT ANSWER????
Loki: A win is a win.
Hugo: Hmm. Second place, as expected.
Reo: Don't tell me you're making this a destiny thing.
Hugo: It was simply meant to happen.
Isagi: WOAHHH I GOT THIRD?
Shidou: WAIT THE HOST GOT THIRD?
Bachira: HOLD ON. IS THAT NOT A LITTLE CHEATING?
Reo: You literally had control of the whole thing.
Chigiri: LMAOOO BAROU DIDN'T GET HIS REVENGE TODAY DAMN
Barou: Don't bring that up.
Shidou: AHAHAHAHAHAHA
Bachira: BRO CAME BACK FOR REVENGE AND GOT SOLD AGAIN.
Barou: MY SISTERS WERE INVOLVED.
Isagi: Alright, Loki...you won. So, what's going to be your dare?
Loki: It's simple. Someone's going to spend the next hour flooding one of Teddy Knight's posts with the most unimaginable comments possible.
Chigiri: What.
Bachira: WAIT THAT'S ACTUALLY SO EVIL đ
Charles: THAT BLOKE IS GONNA BE SO CONFUSED
Shidou: AHAHAHAHAHAHA
Isagi: So who's doing it?
Loki: ...Rin. And before you say noâŚI already know you're too prideful to write any of it yourself. So Charles will be writing every comment.
Charles: Already got the drafts hah! You're gonna love them!
Loki: Your only job is to post them.
Hugo: You really thought this through, huh?
Loki: Of course.
Rin: WHY THE FUCK AM I THE ONE DOING THIS STUPID ASS DARE⌠I'M NOT SPAMMING SOME RANDOM GUY'S ACCOUNT BECAUSE YOU IDIOTS THOUGHT IT'D BE FUNNY⌠GO FUCK YOURSELVESâ
Sae: Keep going. You're entertaining everyone!
Rin: I HATE ALL OF YOUâ
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goalhanger
nah delete the account bro it's over PACK IT UP đđ
offsidemerchant
so THIS is what being benched does to a mf đđđ
tapinexpert
i know shidou is somewhere giggling like an idiot
rinsbiggesthater
i used to pray for times like this đ
TapInTerrorist
THIS ISN'T EVEN DICKRIDING ANYMORE THIS IS A WHOLE UBER
LongBallLover
refreshing this thread is like opening christmas presents except every gift is another felony đťđť
CounterPressing
notes app apology by 6 btw
Duolingo
Looks like someone's passionate. Learn French today! đŤđˇđ
part one here. dedicated to @blkbaecrimsonx and @stal1n33 â
summary: not quite friends but not quite lovers. You fell inlove when youre aware they dont feel the same. You cant blame yourself either, he treats you so good that you forgot youre nothing more than just a weekend lover.
character/s included: Vivien Hugo, Bunny Iglesias, Michael Kaiser, Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Julian Loki, Otoya Eita, Oliver Aiku, Sendou Shuto
warningsÂŹes: angst, typical oliver and otoya behaviour, ooc, they are very harsh, I tried my best to make it angst
trying to make my own divider, its dookie asf. Also I need a better summary
Hiii sorry if youâre overloaded with requests but whenever you have the time could you do favorite positions but with Azul ashengrotto, like the way you did it with Jamil of pre and post overblot? Plzzz and thank uuuuu
I just posted True Love and now I'm writing this. Oh the duality of HEARTB0NES.
đđŽđ˘đđ¨đŤđŹ: Azul Ashengrotto
đđđŤđ§đ˘đ§đ đŹ: Adult content, yandere!char x darling!reader, nsfw headcanons, fem coded!Reader, multiple positions, jealousy, angst (kind of a given with Overblot), slow sex, rough sex, face fucking, unprotected sex (wrap it up dipshits), animal characteristics, double penatration, multiple penetrations tbh, body insecurities, shower sex, bondage, noncon/dubcon, public sex, exhibitionism, yandere shenanigans, and more.
đđ˛đ§đ¨đŠđŹđ˘đŹ: Yandere Azul and his favorite positions!
I do not condone this bs. It's just for entertainment.
đđŤđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who needs you under his desk, out of his sight, choking on his dick while he works. It's not that he doesn't want to see you, trust me, he does. He just can't stand the sight of himself.
đđŤđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who has learned to keep his voice absolutely silent, both for convenience and to save the both of you from hearing anything uncouth.
đđŤđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who would never have you in her real body. You, his little human lover, only get him in this human body of his. He can't even keep his eyes open when he's fucking you, so long as he can't see himself.
đđŤđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who has gotten used to wearing a blindfold in bed while you ride him. He's silent, sure, but his hands are clinging to your pretty body. You're too good for him, being patient with his disgust with himself, loving his pitiful body, threatening to have him love himself as much as he loves anyone who isn't you.
đđŤđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who would say he prefers being ridden, perhaps. If you end up being the dominant partner, that's even better. Do as you please, just don't make him see himself.
đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who can ignore his own body for the sake of proving to himself that you're all his. He could care less if it's in front of other people, his one-track mind only sees you.
đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who can tolerate his voice a little more, letting small grunts pass because of the sheer number of places he has contact with you. One sensitive tentacle in your mouth, one on each breast, one for each arm, two stretching out your ass and the last toying with your genitals.
đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who makes sure that every part of you is as ravished as he is insane. Every hole is filled, your belly is swollen, your limbs are covered in sucker marks from every place he's grabbed you.
đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who can't kiss you, but makes sure his hands get the job done. You will be cumming your brains out with him.
đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who honestly doesn't give a fuck about positions. As long as he's in charge.
đđ¨đŹđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who slowly learns to tolerate himself, at least enough to love you properly and let his voice out a little more. He can go without the blindfold after a while, but only if you promise him extra kisses.
đđ¨đŹđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who ties you up for a change, actually making love rather than just fucking you or letting you use him.
đđ¨đŹđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who still enjoys having you ride him often, but also likes fucking you against the wall in the shower. He can get a little rough with the water making him feel like he's at home, but he makes it up to you every time.
đđ¨đŹđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who gets way too jealous for his own good when he sees you being friendly with other men, and occasionally resorts to you servicing under his desk or dragging you to a private lounge to shut you up there. These moments are as rough as he gets, but with how sweetly he begs for you to stop looking at other men, its hard to stay mad at him.
đđ¨đŹđ-đđŻđđŤđđĽđ¨đ đđłđŽđĽ who's new favorite position is a mating press. He doesn't have to look at himself, but he gets to look at you, you, you. What more could he want?
ââ: .â˝ . :ââ
Four fics in one day? TWO AZUL FICS IN ONE DAY? God, I'm spoiling yalls.
đŐ Ü¸.ËŹ.ܸŐ𦯠. Compilations of blue lock characters media presence.
Synopsis: Blue lock Cast compilations of their media presence.
Notes: THIS TOOK TWO DAYS, lemme know if it was good and you want moreâŚI didnât proof read the entire thingâwe ball, maybe the characterization is off, you tell me but I did my best. I also never really written for almost all of them so I just refer to my bllk knowledge and tried to write what I remembered about them.
The Master Strikerâs InterviewâChris Prince, Noel Noa, Marc Snuffy and Lavinho.
The cameras panned toward the four Master Strikers seated beneath the bright studio lights.
âWelcome, football fans!â the reporter announced enthusiastically. âToday weâre joined by four of the greatest footballers on the planet! Unfortunately, Julian Loki couldnât attend due to Olympique P.X.G.âs match against Olympique de Marseille, but we still have an incredible chance to meet the rest of the the greatest players in the world right now.â
The camera then pans towards Chris Prince who was sitting and smiling beside Noel Noa.
âLetâs begin with the well loved âPerfect Hero,â the ace of Manshine City⌠Chris Prince!â
Chris stood before anyone asked him to.
âSo, Mr.Prince ,â the reporter smiled. âThe media constantly praises your flawless physique, incredible public image, and unmatched confidence. How do you always manage to stay so incredibly cool⌠and more importantly⌠remain so humble?â
Chris closed his eyes, and took a deep breath,
âWell you seeââ
And without warning, he tore his suit jacket off. Then, rip, his shirt while Chris stood proudly before the flashing cameras in nothing but perfectly sculpted abs.
âThe answerââChris said, his voice dropping an octave. âIs discipline and love.â He then shifted into a side-chest pose. Flexing another time. "And an excellent skincare routine."
The reporter blinked twice, entirely speechless staring at Chris Princeâs abs and that was caught 4k by the camera man.
Chris looked directly into the lens of the nearest camera, flashing a blinding smile. âSo remember, to take care of yourself .â He winked.
In the seat next to him, Lavinho was already leaning over, clutching his stomach as he laughed uncontrollably. Snuffy just sighed heavily, burying his face in his hand. While Noel Noa didn't even look up from his hands.
The reporter quickly pulled his eyes away from Chris's gleaming torso and recovered his professionalism.
âWellâuhm, thank you!â The reporter nodded, âspeaking of your physique, people on the internet are loving your new commercial.â
The massive projector screen behind them lit up. And Chris immediately grinned, his eyes sparkling. âOh. It's that commercial.â
On-screen, a dramatic, slow-motion video began to play. Of Chris Prince walking out of the ocean, while water cascade off his frame.
And his hair somehow remained perfectly coiffed despite it being wet, and his abs were fully on display. While He stared deep into the camera with smoldering intensity.
âPeople ask me...â the on-screen Chris murmured. âHow do you have this beautiful?l He smiled a flawless, white smile. âI don't. Beauty stays me.â
The screen faded to black, and a sleek bottle appeared.
CHRIS PRINCE SIGNATURE 8-IN-1 PROTEIN SHAMPOO.
The voiceover returned with on screen prince saying, âFor your hair... And, everything else.â
The commercial cut to black and absolute silence filled the press room.
The reporter slowly turned back to the real-life, shirtless Chris. âPeople have been making edits of this in the internet, what do you have to say?â
Chris nodded confidently, âIâve seen many edits and, Iâd say do more!â He winked at the camera.
The reporter cleared his throat loudly. "Ahem... Next, we have the world's number one player... Noel Noa."
Noa looked exactly the same as he had twenty minutes ago. His arms were crossed, his expression was completely blank, and he hadn't reacted to a single piece of Chris's display.
âMr. Noa,âthe reporter smiled nervously, trying to reset the mood. âAs the greatest football player in the world, what do you think you would be if you weren't a football player?â
âA virgin,â Noa said.The reporter froze. His pen hovered over his notepad as a stunned silence fell over the room.
â...Excuse me? Could you... elaborate on that?â
âNo.â
The producer burst into a loud, booming laugh, which instantly triggered the rest of the media room.
The reporter couldn't help it anymoreâhe wiped a tear of laughter from his eye, trying to compose himself before moving on to the next question .
The reporter swallowed hard and forced a tight smile, He quickly scrambled to find a new question.
âRight... well, moving on! You scored five goals on your last game, Noa! You must be absolutely ecstatic, over the moon, feeling like a god?â
âIt was adequate,â Noa answered instantly, without a hint of hesitation. âAdequate?â
The reporter blinked. âFive goals in a single match is just... adequate?â
âYes, it was adequate because the ball hit the back of the goal.â
âThat is its purpose.â The reporter cleared his throat, trying to pivot to a deeper, more human angle. â i see. Well, what would you say is your greatest motivation out there on the pitch?â
âWinning.â
âAnd... after winning?â
âWinning again.â
âAnd outside of football?â
âSleep.â The reporter nodded slowly, desperate to find a shred of passion. But the reporter just nodded and looked at the production crew and the reporter awkwardly chuckled, the sound echoing hollowly through his microphone while , Noel Noa just dead-stared at him, completely unblinking.
Desperate to escape the awkwardness, the reporter cleared his throat loudly.
âAhem! Well... letâs move on to our next Master Striker. Is Marc Snuffy!â
Snuffy leaned forward, While The reporter beamed, gesturing to the massive screen. "
âSnuffy, you are known as a tactical mastermind, and well loved figure.â
âBut we dug into the archives, and we have a little surprise from your early days. Let's take a look at this picture of you from your youth club!â
The screen lit up.
It was, without a doubt, the most horrendous picture ever taken of a human being.
A teenage Snuffy stared out at the audience.
He had an aggressive, patchy bowl cut, and a terrible case of puberty acne, and a youth jersey that was three sizes too big, making his neck look like a single blade of grass.
To top it off, he was fiercely crossing his eyes and holding up a peace sign.
The entire press room went completely silent.
Snuffyâs professional smile vanished instantly. His face went entirely pale.
âOh my god,â Snuffy face palmed
Lavinho gasped, leaning forward. He stared at the screen, clutched his chest, and then let out a laugh so violent it sounded like a dying bird. "
âHAHAHA! WHAT IS THAT?! Snuffy, you looked so different â
Chris Prince leaned over too, inspecting the screen. âWow. And I thought my teenage years were awkward.â
âSnuffy, mate... where did your hairline go back then?â
âTurn it off,â Snuffy muttered, âthis was a long time ago,â
The reporter, sweating profusely under the awkward tension, frantically gestured to the production crew. "Yes, uh, let's change the screen! Moving swiftly along to our final Master Striker... Lavinho!"
The horrendous teenage photo of Snuffy vanished, replaced by a video file.
Lavinho instantly sat up, a massive grin spreading across his face. âLavinho,â the reporter began, adjusting his glasses as the video started to play.
ââLavinho, last weekend you hosted a celebration after your clubâs victory.â
âThe media has⌠quite a few questions regarding your behavior.â
The screen showed pure, chaos. The video clip started with Lavinho standing on top of a grand piano, he was aggressively dancing while screaming lyrics in Portuguese, completely hyperactive.
And in the background, three of his professional teammates were trying to keep up with him and a whole bunch of people invited were shouting hyping him up.
Suddenly, Lavinho sprinted across the top of the piano, and executed a massive, chaotic front flip right off the instrument, while shouting at the top of his lungs.
one teammate could be heard saying.
âDonâtââ
Lavinho sprinted and jumped. Performing an unnecessary front flip off the piano while yelling,
âVIVA O FUTEBOL!â
The video paused on a blurry frame of Lavinho mid-air, completely upside down.
âCare to explain, Lavinho?â the reporter asked, trying to sound authoritative.
âMany critics are questioning if this was an appropriate behavior for a team captain during a high-stakes tournament.â
Lavinho stared at the paused image, âThat flip was cleaner than I remembered.â
âWellâI came, I saw, and I conquered or came, wise words of Mr.world wideâLavinho leaned into the microphone.
âAndâŚif your celebrations donât look a little ridiculousâŚâ
He pointed proudly at the frozen image of himself suspended upside down in midair. ââŚdid you really celebrate?â
The reporter slowly lowered his cue cards, accepting defeat. âWell, that is all folksâI think thatâs all the time we have today.â
âThank you to Chris Prince, Noel Noa, Marc Snuffy, and Lavinho for joining us.â
And the camera panned to the three of them sitting down, Chris flexed one last time for the camera.
Snuffy noodded patting chrisâs back and Lavinho waved both hands enthusiastically.
Noa had already left the stage thirty seconds earlier.
And The broadcast faded to black.
The Internet, approximately four minutes later.
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@chrisprince_comeback: Chris Prince ripping off another shirt on live TV for the 37th time, lol.
âł @needhimistggg: IâM NOT COMPLAINING ABOUT IT!
âł @lol_lol: Iâm a guy and I love Chris Prince, genuinely think he is one of the finest man out there.
âł @chrisweneedyousm: WE NEED CHRIS PRINCE ON A KALVIN KLEIN PROMO PLEASEEEEE!!! @kalvinkleinofficial
âł @kalvinkleinofficial: maybeâŚ
@Iwanticecream_sobad: Does Chris Princeâs shampoo actually work or is everyone buying it because heâs shirtless?
âł @myhair_smells_so_nice: It actually helps lol.
âł @idonotplay_abtbllk: Bought it as a joke. But my hair has never looked better.
âł @ChrisPrinceOfficial: Youâre welcome.
@julianlooki_ily: Julian Loki missing this interview was probably the smartest decision anyone made today.
âł @julianlokithegoat: Bro chose Champions League football over whatever THIS was.
âł @weneed_to_see_more_julianloki: He probably opened Twitter after the match and immediately closed the app.
âł @vivienandjulian: He wouldâve left after Chris took his shirt off.
@noel_and_ego_lore_pls: I CANNOT WITH NOEL NOA
âł @ego_getbetter:âA virgin,â broâŚ
@we_luv_snuffy: Marc Snuffy was not that BAD
@canwe_see_Lavinho_again: I love Lavinho sm
âł @look_behind_you: i met him irl and he laughs so loudly.
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Itoshi Rin â âYou Look Just Like Saeâ
Ever since the Blue Lock vs. Japan U-20 match, Rin Itoshi had become one of the most recognizable young footballers in the country. Unfortunately, that also meant having to deal with the media and broadcasters.
This was precisely why he was currently sitting on a comfortable couch, staring across at the host. The interviewer sat in a large armchair, smiling politely. âRin, thank you for joining us today.â
Rin gave a short nod. âThanks.â
It wasn't a well-kept secret that Rin Itoshi was an awkward teenager. He had received media training, but from the looks of it, he still had absolutely no idea what he was doing.Â
He was trying to be as well-behaved as possible, simply nodding and answering questions in short bursts.
The interview began normally enough. It was a standard âget to know the Blue Lock playersâ segment.
Favorite food.
Favorite memories.
How he prepared before matches.
Everything was going surprisingly well. Until, that is, the host brought him up.
Everyone knew who âheâ was. It was his older brother, Sae Itoshi. Rin had famously stated before that if he were stuck on a deserted island with Sae, he wouldn't even know what to say, and would probably just try to settle a score.Â
His teammates knew better than to bring up Sae in front of him. Bachira had tried it once; he still regretted it.
âSoâŚâ the interviewer started, leaning forward.
âMany fans say you and your big brother, Sae Itoshi, look almost identical.â
Rin answered before the sentence could even finish. âWe donât.â
A giant screen lit up behind him.
PHOTO #1
A picture of Sae and Rin standing side-by-side after a youth tournament. With the Same teal eyes, same  long eyelashes.
The only real difference was their facial expressions. Both were sticking their tongues out at the camera because someone behind the lens had apparently told them to.Â
Rin stared at the screen, flatly refusing to admit the obvious. âWe donât.â
The producer clicked to the next slide.
PHOTO #2
The brothers were sitting on a park bench, both glaring fiercely at a seagull for some reason, it was because Rinâs ice cream cone had dropped to the ground, leaving Sae to hand over his own cone while maintaining a death stare at the bird. Rin was perfectly copying his big brother's glare.
âWe donât.â Rin repeated again.Â
Click.
PHOTO #3
A photo from elementary school. Sae was standing with his arms crossed. A tiny Rin stood right beside him, crossing his arms in the exact same manner, smiling brightly as he looked up at his big brother.
âThat was notâŚâ Rin trailed off.
Click.
PHOTO #4
Both of them fast asleep during a family road trip. The brother were next to each other sleeping in the same position.
Same slight frown. Same hand tucked neatly beneath their cheeks.Â
The interviewer covered a smile. âYou even sleep the same way.â
âWe really donââ
Click.
PHOTO #5
A photo of Rin and Sae from their childhood, being completely smiley together and holding hands.
âLook at the two of you, so cute,â the interviewer cooed.
Click.
The next picture filled the screen. It was newborn Rin, fresh out of the hospital. He was bright pinkish-red, wrinkly, and his tiny fists were clenched tightly. He looked remarkably upset about the mere concept of existing.
The interviewer blinked. âAnd would you like to explain this?â
For the first time during the entire interview, Rin's composure cracked. âWhere did you get that?â
The interviewer smiled innocently. âYour mother.â
âDelete it.â
âOh, we have another one.â The interviewer ignored Rin who was now, tweaking out.
Click.
Newborn Sae. Also bright red. Also incredibly wrinkly. He was making the exact same grumpy expression, his tiny tongue sticking out slightly.
Click.
The next slide placed the two baby pictures side-by-side. The only visible difference was the color of the hospital blankets and the fact that Sae's mouth was open a bit more.
âDelete both.â
âWe canât.â
âAnd Why?â
âTheyâre already online.â
Rin slowly closed his eyes, inhaling sharply.
âActually,â the interviewer added, âyour brother sent us a picture too when we reached out to him. It's a photo of you with your tongue out, trying to copy him.â
The interviewer hurriedly continued before Rin could explode. âBefore you leave, we actually asked Sae Itoshi one question beforehand and he responded.â
Rin immediately frowned. âWhy?â
The screen switched to a pre-recorded video clip. Sae sat in front of a camera with his usual unreadable, detached expression.
An off-screen voice asked, âPeople often compare you and Rin. What do you think?â
Sae answered without a shred of hesitation. âHe copies me.â
Rin immediately leaned toward the studio monitor, his eyes wide. âI WHAT?â
On the screen, Sae continued calmly, âWhen he was little... he doesnât like people knowing, but he copied how I stood. How I put my tongue out. It was cute. And whenever he grumbles nowâŚâ Sae looked directly into the camera lens. ââŚIâm reminded of myself.â
Rin looked utterly horrified and disgusted, Deep down, he knew it was trueâhe often deadpanned and grumbled in the exact same way his big brother did.
The interviewer slowly pulled out another sheet of photos. âWe found⌠several examples.â
Click.
Tiny Rin, about four years old, standing right behind Sae and making the exact same grumpy face.
Click.
Sae drinking a juice box. Rin drinking a juice box in the exact same way.
Click.
Sae sitting with one knee raised. Rin sitting beside him in the exact same pose.
Click.
Sae glaring at someone off-camera. Rin glaring in the exact same direction.
âWe donât,â Rin muttered, ignoring every picture being shown to him.
Click.
A teenage Sae after scoring a goal. A teenage Rin after scoring a goal. Neither was smiling. Both were fixing their hair with the exact same hand gesture.
The interviewer couldnât help but laugh out loud. âSo⌠youâre saying youâve never copied your brother?â
âNo.â
At that exact moment, Rin absentmindedly crossed his arms over his chest.
The producer quietly pulled up a final split-screen on the monitor. On the left was Sae, crossing his arms. On the right was Rin, doing it the exact same way in real-time.
The interview ended right there.
Rin stormed out of the studio twenty minutes early, immediately calling his mother to demand why on earth she had agreed to send those files. The producer later admitted on social media that they still had another thirty-three comparison photos they never got the chance to show.
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@iluvtheitoshi_bros : awh look at them both just three popcorns tall đĽš
@unbench_itoshi_rin_pls: All they have to do is just talk, pleaseeee make up you two :(
This poster posted an edit captioned: âBorn to lock in.â
The edit was twenty-three seconds long. And consisted entirely of newborn Rin blinking once, edited by using the song f(x) - Shadow.
âłÂ @give_ness_morescreen_time: HE LOOKS LIKE A GUMMY WORM
âł@bllk_is_awsome:RIN IS SO CUTEEE
@nomore_misscommunication_pls: Imagine your own mother emailing these pictures to the media đ
@sae_talkto_rin_pls: I NEED TO SEE RIN SMILE AGAIN
âł @turn_off_da_phone: NO SAME!!Â
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The Luxury hair shampoo commerical â Jyubei Aryu
The commercial opens in stark, high-contrast black and white, plunging the viewer into a void of pure, dramatic darkness.Â
The heavy silence is immediately shattered by a booming, theatrical Italian opera. The whole entire commercial was dramatized.
From the shadows, Jyubei Aryu walks slowly toward the lens, wearing an open-chest silk robe  and  was standing while his hair was being blown by an absolute hurricane-force fan  directly into his face while staying majestic, as always.
As the video progresses and him posing , his voice was heard  âBeautyâŚâ
The camera aggressively pans in tight as Aryu executes a flawless, first hair flip.Â
Every single strand moves in ultra-slow motion,
âWonderâŚâ followed immediately by a second, highly calculated hair flip. His eyes lock with the camera lens.
For the final sequence, Aryu executes a third, violent whip of his mane that blinds the camera  ââŚMajestic.âÂ
A sleek, black obsidian shampoo bottle with the word âSTYLISHâ embossed in font slowly descends into the frame.Â
Aryu catches the bottle flawlessly without looking, holds it gently against his cheek, tilts his head, and breathes directly into the screen looking at us saying the words,ââŚStay glamorous.â
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@Gagamaru_isawsome: Â that the man clearly moisturizes in IMAX 3D
 @Barou_inamaid_costume: the studio fan deserves an oscar!
@i_dont_know_anymore:Â Aryu is so iconic.
@bllk4everrrr: Chigiri and Aryu have top ten best hairâs.
@Isagis_Puzzle_Piece:Â pls someone edit Aryu with the "I donât sell audioâ
@heis_trying_to_ignore_it: Â aryu acting like he is in a renaissance painting
@Kunigami_imysm: i had already bought a four-bottle supply. It actually smelles so good.
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Gagemeru Caught on video.
The viral video begins with a shaky, snow-dusted lens as a travel vlogger tries hiking in Japan during the freezing winter days.Â
Shivering into her microphone, she smiles breathlessly at the lens, announcing to her audience, âToday weâre exploring one of Japanâs beautiful winter mountainsââÂ
The camera pans around to show her face completely messed up by the biting snow and howling wind, but the peaceful vlog diary is abruptly interrupted when a massive figure suddenly passes right by her in the background.Â
Fans immediately realized that it was none other than Gin Gagamaru, completely barefoot and wearing no jacket, whatsoever.Â
He was just casually walking through a winter freeze that should have been humanly impossible to survive.
The vlogger completely freezes in shock, her jaw dropping as she stares at the giant walking through the snow.Â
She turns the camera toward him and calls out, âSir?â Gagamaru stops, turns, and nods politely at her, his voice perfectly calm as he replies, âMorning.âÂ
Looking at his bare skin against the ice, the terrified vlogger asks, âArenât you cold?â Gagamaru doesn't blink and quickly replied
âNo, have a great day maâam,â before turning around to keep walking away.Â
Leaving her utterly baffled, the vlogger starts following him since it was a hiking track afterall.
Just five minutes later, the peaceful hike turns into chaos when a wild boar suddenly charges out from the treeline directly toward the camera.Â
Before she could react or scream, Gagamaru moves with lightning reflexes and tackles the wild animal head-on into the snowbank.Â
The stunned boar scrambles back up, completely terrified by the human mountain, and immediately runs away into the brush.
Gagamaru casually stands up, pats the fresh snow off his hands, and turns to the camera with a friendly look before he just keeps walking up the mountain as if nothing happened.
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@gagamaru_we_luv_u:Heâs definitely not human.
âł @i_ranoutofideas:Didn't he fight a bear??
âłÂ @shindou_backstory_soon: Yeah, he talked about it in the interview.
âł@Â imscaredforhisbackstory:Holy shit this guy is strong.
You already know what Yo Hiori does in his free time: he livestreams.Â
For someone who is a professional athlete, this man screentime is cooked.
He had already been streaming for five hours straight, casually playing games and chatting with his viewers, when a fan sent a Super Chat and donated 30 dollars to the stream.Â
The money was being raised for a charity going toward people who needed it, most likely for cancer research or kids with broken bones.Â
Taking advantage of the donation highlight, a viewer in the chat popped the ultimate question: âHiori, how much is your screen time?â
Without hesitating, Hiori casually opens up his phone settings and holds the screen up to his camera lens.Â
The display reads a staggering 33 hours and 42 minutes.
The chat instantly explodes into absolute chaos, with messages flying across the screen at lightning speed.Â
The top comment screams in pure disbelief, âTHATâS MORE THAN A DAY.âÂ
Hiori just shrugs his shoulders at the webcam, completely unfazed and calmly explains, âI was reading.âÂ
A spam of confused âWhat?â messages floods the chat box immediately.Â
Hiori looks away slightly and murmurs, ââŚMostly...â The chat pushes harder, demanding to know, ââŚReading what?âÂ
Hiori blinks sleepily at his monitor âuhmâoh look at that, I won.â Time to go.Â
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@hiori_readsfanfics: Go outside.
âł@hiori_is_cool: Bro he literally is an athlete HE GOES OUTSIDE AND WORKS OUT.
@Hioris_Left_cheek: Hiori send those fanfic links.
@imjustlikehim:Hiori is just like me.
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Street interview-Karasu and OtoyaÂ
The video opens on a bustling, Kyoto sidewalk, the background filled with the low hum of chatter and ambient traffic.Â
The camera pans directly to a reporter holding a microphone, smiling warmly.
âAnd we are live in Kyoto! Alright, Iâm here with Blue Lockâs own Crow. Tell me, which player in the facility has the absolute no romantic charm?â
The camera shifts over to Karasu Tabito, who is leaning casually against a metal railing with his hands tucked into his pockets.
Hearing the question, Karasu doesn't even shift his posture. He just stands there smirking, a look of pure, immediate certainty in his eyes.
"It's Otoya for sure," Karasu says, the smirk widening on his face without a single second of hesitation.
Right on cue, Otoya Eita saunters casually into the shot from the side.Â
He is slowly sipping from a can of soda, looking completely relaxed and entirely ignoring the reporter's microphone.Â
He looks straight at Karasu, looking entirely pleased with himself.
âYo. You won't believe it," Otoya brags smoothly. "I literally just scored a local girl's phone number down the block.â
Karasuâs smirk vanishes instantly and lets out a heavy, sigh then raising a hand to aggressively pinch the bridge of his nose.
"Ya absolutely stupid," Karasu bluntly breaks the news, his voice dropping into a flat, deadpan tone. âShe definitely gave you a fake number because you looked terrifying.â
A long, agonizingly deadpan five-second silence settles over the entire sidewalk. Nobody moves.Â
Otoya doesn't look offended instead , he slowly turns his head to stare straight into the camera lens, his eyes wide and completely unblinking.
Otoya reaches into his pocket, pulls out his phone, and immediately dials the number, aggressively tapping the screen to put it on speakerphone.
âOh! He's calling her right now!â the reporter says, leaning in closer with a wide grin. âLet's see if she answers!â
Otoya finally breaks his stare from the camera and throws a confident smirk over at his friend. âWatch and learn, Karasu.â
The phone line clicks.Â
For a split second, there is absolute quiet, followed by the cold, digital tone of an automated voice filling the street:Â "We're sorry. The number you have dialed has been disconnected, or is no longer in service. Please hang up andâ"
âI TOLD YER SHE DID NOT GIVE YOU HER NUMBERâKarasu suddenly laughed out loud whils Otoya just stands there completely limp, still staring down at the disconnected phone screen in utter, silent disbelief.
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@imtiredstrsly: Karasu didn't even hesitate to choose him đ
@iluvotoya: Otoya must be coping so hard.
@karasuistuff: I saw them filming this! Otoya literally walked into a lamppost two minutes later trying to look cool.
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âCaught 4kâ â Alexis ness
An anonymous teammate from the Bastard MĂźnchen leaked a a five-second video clip taken on the teamâs international flight on the way to a football game.
The footage catches Alexis Ness in the window seat, sleeping and looking entirely too pure for this earth.Â
Tightly curled up into a neat little ball under a fluffy, pastel-blue airline blanket that is pulled all the way up to his chin.Â
Clutching a ridiculously tiny travel pillow against his chest, yet is he somehow wearing the most serene smile, like he was having the sweetest dream imaginable.Â
He looks so peaceful that the internet instantly chooses made a meme out of it.
Within two hours, the "Sleeping Ness" becomes the biggest meme on the internet, with fans editing his cozy, blanket-wrapped body into the most chaotic photoshops as possible.
On the Titanic, Ness is edited sleeping peacefully on a wooden deck chair, tucked in tight, while the ship visibly breaks in half and passengers panic in the background.Â
For the moon landing, a photoshopped, Ness is shown floating upside down, fast asleep with his pillow, right next to Neil Armstrong as he takes his first steps.
In the dinosaur age, Ness is curled up on a patch of grass, while the meteor crashes into the horizon behind a pack of running dinosaurs.
People made fan-arts, edits and even started drawing other characters like Ness. All because we all thought he was cute.
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@kaiser_story_sad: i wish i could sleep like that
@might_do_more:Â LEAVE MY BOY ALONE HE IS JUST TAKING A COMFY NAP
That was often the comments you would see under cute edits of Julian paired with songs like âĂcoute ChĂŠrieâ by Vendredi sur Mer, and you know what, they were right. Because Julian Loki has to be one of the prettiest people out there.
(Listen, Iâm a fan of him since he got introduced, he the goat)
So it was no suprise that heâll model for big brands and the community completely implodes after a luxury French fashion house drops the behind-the-scenes footage of their multi-million dollar campaign starring Julian Loki.Â
The young prodigy is deadass so attractive that modeling agencies have been aggressively throwing contracts at him for months, making him earn an absolute fortune and skyrocketing his popularity way past the sports world, people who werenât into sports probably thought he was a Model by how he is always seen in city billboards.
But there was this specific shoot that triggers a viral wave across TikTok and Twitter because of how aggressively cute he is, making it a reaction meme that the internet obsesses over and always referenced.
The studio had soft lighting, a massive slow-motion wind machine, and Loki wearing a soft cashmere turtle neck.
He looks fine posing normal , âPerfect, Julian! Maintain that intense gaze! Look straight into the lens but can you act shyâŚif you canâ the photographer calls out from behind the camera.
Then he flashes a devastatingly cute, dimpled smile, and tugged the turtle neck closer.
âAh, sorry! I can't do the face for that long, it makes my eyes water!â Loki laughs, shaking his head.
The photographer slowly lowers the camera, clutching his heart. âNo, no... keep doing that..â
The official behind-the-scenes clip hits 55 million views in less than three hours, turning his bright, boyish grin into a multi-purpose reaction meme for anything wholesome or sweet.
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@loki_pls_a_chance:Â Deadass Julian Loki is so fine, istg my jaw dropped to the floor when he smiled đ
âł @its_a_mbaqqeparallel:Â He literally is so cute!!
@vivien_and_loki_4ever:Â His natural ageyo- sal is so refreshing.
This poster posted an edit of Julian Loki with the song âGEEâ by SNSD
âł @iluv_julian_loki: HE NEEDS TO DO A PHOTOSHOOT WITH VIVI PLEASEEEEEE !!
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The âNoa challengeâ â Noa Noel
WellâŚPIFA demanded that all global football ambassadors perform a lively celebratory dance for the upcoming World Cup promotional campaign.
They need the views, okay?
The problem was that ALL of them had to dance, imagine seeing grown, muscular, well built playersâwho are always seriously and competitive in the pitch acting all cuteâŚ.
yeah noâŚ
Except for the following: , Lavinho , Julian and even Snuffy agreedâŚalongside many othersâŚSae probably thought it was a hassle but he had to since itâs a contract and allâŚ.but When presented with the concept of choreography to Noel Noa
He just stared blankly at the production team and says a flat, final âno,â until the director aggressively points at the fine print and reminds him that he already signed the legally binding contract.
Left with no choice, Noa performs the smallest, stiffest, dance ever with his arms glued to his sides and his facial expression remaining completely frozen without changing a single pixel.
He was already old and didnât even want to do thisâŚ
Once the commercial releases, it went viral in under an hour as the internet launches the global #NoaDanceChallenge, and they posted bloopers of people hyping him up to dance only to see a flat expression and a sigh.
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@noel_noa_and_ego_when: HE DID NOT WANT TO BE THERE!
@this_took_five_hours: Someone add this dance to Fortnite, NOW !!
@egoist_real: nurseâŚitsâŚawake!
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âThe Reality TVââ New Gen X
You see, PIFA thought it was a good idea to have a massive marketing stunt funded heavily by them, the World's Next Generation XI players are forced to live under one roof in a luxury mansion.Â
For a weekâŚyeahâŚwhich one of them pitch this ideaâŚno one knows!
And they posted a promo video of things that happened within the week of their stay.
The camera then pans and shows clips of the New Gen X activities.
âThe Least Exciting Personâ
The cameras quietly followed Michael Kaiser as he paced a secluded balcony, his phone pressed firmly against his ear.
The crew captured his voice dripping with absolute distain. âNo⌠heâs the least exciting person to look at. He is a fucking bumâhis face just annoys me,â
Kaiser sneered, rolling his eyes dramatically before abruptly ending the call and muttering curses to himself.
Cut immediately to a private confessional, where a producer sat behind the camera trying to piece together the gossip.
âSo⌠were you talking about Teddy Knight?â the producer asked. Kaiser looked genuinely blank, blinking at the lens.
âWho?â, kaiser asked thrn the producer clarified
âTeddy, teddy part of Gen X.â Kaiser scoffed, waving a hand dismissively. âOh, no. It was Isagi. But yeah,â
he added after a pause, âHe is also the least exciting person to look at.â
Naturally, production stirred the pot by showing the raw footage to Teddy during his own confessional block.
Teddy watched the clip in complete, silence, then the camera pans, âI'm not even close to him,â Teddy muttered to the camera.
The editors then cut to the main living area where Teddy was already sitting on the couch, and Kaiser walked into the room, instantly freezing when he saw teddy.
The room became painfully quiet. Kaiser stared at Teddy; Teddy stared back.
Kaiser grabbed a random bottle of water from the counter, spun on his heel, and walked away without saying a single word.
Kasier Lost His Sunglasses
Everyone was (paid) finally agreed on one relaxing day off at the beach.
Down by the shoreline, Bunny was being completely buried in sand by Lorenzo.
Nearby, Julian Loki was walking along the shoreline.
TeddyâŚteddy..was teddyâŚthe crew canât seem to find him.
Sae Itoshi, was already fast asleep in a hammock beneath a massive umbrella.
Meanwhile, Vivien wandered the shoreline, taking aesthetic pictures of seashells and tightly clutching that blank book he is known for carrying everywhere.
The happiness shattered when Kaiser proudly strutted toward the water, adjusting his expensive designer sunglasses on his head that costed $89,000 (he got it for free after a shooting)
Suddenly, a massive, wave crashed directly over his head
The water receded, showing Kaiser soaking wet with his hair ruined, while his sunglasses floated away into the deep ocean.
The camera frantically zoomed in on his panicked face as he splashed around, blind and desperate, searching the waves.
Bunny immediately broke into loud, Lorenzo, yelled out that he would swim after themâbut only if Kaiser paid him 80 bucks cash upfront.
From under the umbrella, Sae Itoshi opened one eye and delivered a well known famous side-eye of his , caught in crisp 4K.
âStop taking picsâLorenzo is in jailâ
Lorenzo was apparently in local jail, and the car ride was a mess.
Loki was behind the wheel, while Vivien sat in the passenger seat trying to navigate.
Kaiser sat directly behind him, while Sae was passed out asleep against the window, completely uncaring by what was happening
Bunny smiled mischievously and held up his phone for a selfie. âSay cheese.â
Kaiser, leaned into the frame with a smoldering pout. Teddy threw a peace sign, and Bunny, leaning forwardand threw bunny ears behind the sleeping Sae's head. Then bunny handed Vivien the phone to snap pictures.
Click. Click. Click.
Another picture. Then another, with everyone aggressively posing while a teammate was locked in a holding cell.
Julian turned around , âGuys, seriously, stop taking pictures! Lorenzo, is literally in trouble right now.â
The scene ended with another private confessional,
The producer noted, âLorenzo said he mightâve been arrested, and you guys were doing a photoshoot.â
Sitting on the confession couch side-by-side, Bunny, Kaiser, Vivien, Teddy and Sae looked completely unbothered. Kaiser simply shrugged at the camera, adjusted his hair, and said,
âWe just looked really good that day.â
The teaser promo ends there, many people tuned in, some hoped it was them being seriously and football while some liked the idea, the internet was divided.
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@kaisermogs: GUYS BE QUIET, MY SHOW IS ON
âł@ohmygosh_want_ishappening: kaiser is literally so funny here.
@saeitoshi_ispretty: THIS is NOT about FOOTBALL
@teddywhoisthat: please give teddy screentime in the showâŚ
@cake_is_good: are we ignoring the fact lorenzo went to jail????
âł @iwant_cake: yes.
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âWhatâs In My Bag?ââAnri Teieri
Anri Teieri, the beloved woman who single-handedly runs Blue Lock, with Ego Jinipachi, agrees to a casual âWhat's In My Bagâ interview.Â
Deeply admired and loved by the fanbase, especially by female fans who constantly flood TikTok with high-quality edits because of how much they admire her, she was pretty huge and deserves all love and support.
the video started with her smiling sweetly to showing of her everyday essentials: a neat leather wallet, a tinted lip balm, and her meticulously organized daily planner, the charms on her bags and she was telling stories.
Till the tone shifts instantly as she continues digging into the depths of her designer bag,
pulling out three heavy-duty emergency whistles, six tangled high-speed charging cables, a custom stress ball shaped exactly like Jinpachi Egoâs head, two industrial-sized packets of extra-strength painkillers, a thick stack of legally binding signed waivers, and three completely different brands of smartphones.
When the bewildered reporter asks, âWhy on earth do you have all of these?â
Anriâs beautiful smile fades into a deadpan stare, she lets out a long, exhausted sigh and mumbled two words: âBlue Lock.â
The reporter nods in immediatly understanding, and the clip ends right there.
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@anri_is_pretty: GIVE MY GIRL A BREAKK
@pusheenloverrr: BRO EGO, GIVE HER VACATION DAYS
@anri_we_luv_you: the fact that it started as wholesome and then her vibe completely changed when she mumbled blue lockđđ
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Ego goes live
The official Blue Lock account suddenly goes live, presenting a pitch-black screen that remains dark for thirty grueling minutes.Â
Millions tune in to a broadcast of nothingness but then an aggressive slurping of instant noodles and a deeply annoyed, familiar voice was heard.
The camera abruptly flips, accidentally revealing Jinpachi Ego in the most bum-ass outfit imaginable.
And he was wearing a headband that pushed back his hair, fully exposing his massive forehead as he wildly gestures with a pair of chopsticks at the monitors, completely crashing out in real-time over the match footage.
âOh my gosh... can these kids actually shoot the goal? Look at this. Horrible. He missed from five yards out. How?!â
He continued on with his complaining, for twenty minutes straight tweaking out seeing the Blue Lock players suck at their scoringâs and training.
He finally looks down at his phone screen, freezing as he notices the active screen. He squints directly into the lens, asking, âAm I live?â right before seeing the viewer count sitting at a staggering 2.7 million people.
Before he ends it ego is heard screaming at the top of his lungs: âANRI! ANRI!â
Then the livestream ended.
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@isagi_takea_shower: HE IS SUCH A MESS đ
@bl_or_BL: Wait...
@ego_stan:Â He is still fine idk what you all say, the forehead reveal won me over.
The poster posted an edit of his exposed forehead with the song 'Kinky Love' playing in the background.
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âBrother and Sister liveâ âHyoma Chigiri ft(Koyuki Chigiri).
Hyoma Chigiri hops onto Instagram Live alongside his older sister, Koyuki Chigiri, it was just a random live stream because they were both bored, the entire time theyâve been having petty fights and kicking each-other and both outing each otherâs stories.
Hyoma was doing his nightly skin care routine while his sister was beside him and playing music in the background while she waits for the food she ordered for her and him to eat.
The chat immediately moves at lightning speed, with thousands of viewers and began on asking questions.
Koyuki was reading the comments, â âHow does it feel to have a popular younger brother?' Um, nuh-uh. The real question should beâ how does it feel to have a hot older sister, Hyoma?â
Which earned hyoma to give a nasty side eye to his sister while he continued doing his skin care on stream.
Koyuki then continued squinting closely at the screen to read the next fast-moving question â âKoyuki, do you have a girlfriend?' Oh. No, I donât.â
Then she smiled to the camera Hyoma Suddenly lets out a dramatic scoff, and aggressively flips his long, pristine well cared pink hair onto his sisters face. Making koyuki grimace at disgust.
The live stream lasted for about two more hours before they went to bed.
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@Chigiri_hair_fan: Her sister is sooo fine omg, the Chigiri genetics are literally a cheat code đ
âł @i_need_yogurt: I have massive gender envy watching this stream right now, how do they BOTH look that gorgeous?!
@bl_4ever: LMAO, my boyfriend saw the screen over my shoulder and said â'who is that cute girl on the left?' and I had to tell him 'baby, that is a whole guy... that's a professional footballerâ â
@koyuki_stan_01:Â I love her đ
This poster posted an edit of Koyuki the audios 'Glamorous' blasting in the background
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âI love you mom!ââMeguru Bachira
During a post-match media press conference, a female reporter smiles warmly at Meguru Bachira, mentioning how deeply proud his mother is of him.
It was a short clip but it was so sweet.
She notesâWe all know your mom is your biggest fan! What would you like to say to her?â
The camera pans to Bachira, smiling, â I really love my mom and I want to say that I love her so so much and Iâm thankful for her, I love you mom!â
Bachira was happy and waving and that comment made the reporter feel sentimental and the clip ends there.
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@BACHIRA_SOSWEET: TEARS IN MY EYES
@fly_day: I genuinely cannot, I love how his mom always supported him knowing how he was treated as a kid.
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âForeheadâŚIncidentââYukimiya Kenyu
A younger , like reaally young Yukimiya Kenyu secures a endorsement deal with a luxury clothing brand. The photographer nods happily at the monitor, praising him.
âBeautiful! Gorgeous! Can we try one shot without the bangs? Let's get them out of your face.â
Yukimiya was hesitant, âUh... do we have to?â
The Photographer said, Itâll only take one shot, Kenyu!â
Then a stylist came and pushes his bangs completely back, and pins them back
Click. Click. Click.
The Photographer: Slowly lowers at the camera, staring at the digital preview screen in absolute, deadpan silence, and looks back up, ââŚMaybeâŚnotâŚletâs put them backâŚâ
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@yuki_isoretty: He is so pretty either way
@itsbeenhours: PUT THEM BACK đ PUT THEM BACK RIGHT NOW OR I AM DELETING MY ACCOUNTđđđđ
@ineedtostopandtakeabreak: The forehead reveal changed my life, but not for the betterâŚ.đŤŠ
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âThat One Cologne CommercialââIsagi Yoichi
Isagi Yoichi was well known and had a bright, promising future alongside the rest of the Blue Lock players, making brands eager to sign the new football stars.
That is how, a high-end fragrance company chose Isagi Yoichi as the face of their newest cologneâŚ.
Their slogan was simple
Confidence. Elegance. Mystery.
That was the vibe of the scent and they wanted someone like IsagiâŚsurprisingly..
In the studio, the director confidently walked over and patted his back. âAlright, Isagi. I donât want football. I just want you to look cool.â
The crew sighed in relief, calling out, âCameras are rolling.â
âAction!â Then someone hit the tape.
Take One
the lights turned on, and a crystal bottle of cologne sat in Isagiâs hand. He slowly looked into the camera far too intensely as his eyes narrowed.
The staff collectively recognized that look. âHeâs doing it,â the cameraman whispered. âIs that⌠metavision thing?â
âIf your opponent predicts your movement based on your scentâŚâ Following a dramatic pause, he finished,
ââŚ..youâll be dead. So you must devour them with your aroma.â
Silence gripped the room before the director immediately stood up and shouted,
âCUT! Why did you threaten the customer?!â
Take Two
The makeup team was freshening him up, while the director took a deep breath to coach him.
âForget football..pleaseâŚ.â The director pleaded,
âOkay?â
âOkay Sir!â
Isagi picked up the bottle and began, âpeople stink, and you donât want to stink at all and you want to defeat your enemies.â
âCUT!!â
Take Three
The director was crouching in front of him. âJust smile. âŚCan you do that?â Isagi nodded, âyes sir!â
The director called for action, and Isagi smiled. Instantly, the entire room became uncomfortable.
It wasnât a normal smile; it was the exact expression Isagi made whenever heâd cuss someone out on the football pitch.
The photographer slowly lowered his camera and muttered, âwhy is he like thatâŚâ
The boom operator took one nervous step backward as the director sighed and called a quiet, ââŚCutâŚ.â
Take Four
The marketing team was brought in to make a script. âJust read this,â they instructed. Isagi looked down at the line
âConfidence isnât something you wear⌠itâs something you become.â
âOkayâŚokayâŚ,â Isagi muttered. Everyone sighed in relief.
âAction!â He looked at the camera and delivered the first line perfectly: ââŚConfidence isnât something you wear.â
Everyone smiled, waiting for the finish. Instead, Isagi hesitated. ââŚItâsâŚâ The directorâs eye twitched as Isagi went off-script again: âsorry, I forgotâŚâ
Take Five,
the director had completely given up. âJust hold the bottleâŚPlease.â
The camera rolled, and for ten perfect seconds, everything was beautiful. Then, Isagi quietly whispered to himself, ââŚ
âIf Kaiser wore this⌠âŚHeâd probably still stink.â The director screamed, â
âCUT!â and collapsed into a chair, muttering, ââŚJust air the bloopers.â
One month later, the commercial released exactly as filmed, with no edits and no script.
It was just the entire thing of Isagi failing to advertise the perfume and it exploded.
Nobody understood how the fragrance sold out globally within forty-eight hours.
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@isagi_and_bachira: Heâs trying so hard đ someone give him his ball back.
@isagiiiis: HE IS HAPPY TO LOOK A MESSSSS
@TheLuxuryFragrance :Weâre honestly not sure why sales tripled.
âł @iboughttheperfume: Whoever approved this deserves a promotion.
@Bllk_lover: this poster posted a meme
Director:
âDonât mention football.â
Isagi:
âSo anywayâŚâ
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Micheal Kaiser Reads Your Tweets
The Bastard MĂźnchen social media team had convinced Michael Kaiser to participate in one of the internet's favorite celebrity segments, which was âReading Your Tweets.â
Kaiser is lounging comfortably on the chair, completely at ease in front of the lens.
Then he picked up the first card from the stack, and a slow grin spread across his face as he read the text aloud. "
âI'd let Michael Kaiser ruin my life.â He looked directly into the camera with total ââŚthat is UnderstandableâŚ.â Then moved on to the next not responding to that note.
He pulled the third card and began to read, but his expression instantly shifted.
âWhy does Kaiser hate Isagi so much? Is it becauseââHe stopped reading mid-sentence.
The smile completely disappeared from his face. In absolute silence, he slowly folded the card once, twice, and three times.
He then calmly ripped it apart and muttered, ânext.â
From behind the camera, the producer tried to intervene, pointing out that he didn't even finish reading it.
Kaiser smiled again, instantly switching back to his charming persona. âI don't need to.â
He moved on to the next card, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
âKaiser definitely spends his free time looking at aesthetic boards on Pinterest.â He looked up, genuinely delighted.
âOh. I do!â The producer blinked in confusion, asking what he meant. "
âI only discovered Pinterest recently,âKaiser explained warmly.
âIt's wonderful, I love it. Next card.â He pulled the next one
âDoes Alexis Ness get paid to agree with everything Kaiser says?â
Kaiser looked deeply offended by the accusation. He stared straight at the camera and gave a flat, definitive, âNo.â
The producer then handed him one last card, mentioning that this particular topic was currently trending.
Kaiser nodded smoothly, he flipped the card over and read,
âMichael Kaiser probably looks at his own edits before bed.â
He stopped, looking directly into the camera lens.
He let the silence hang in the room for a few heavy seconds before finally admitting,
âOnly if there are new ones.â
And the scene ends there!
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@Kaiser_weluv_u: HOLD UP. Kaiser has a Pinterest?? Someone find his username immediately.
@kaiser_hair: â...Only if there are new ones.â HE IS SO REAL FOR THAT.
@okay_kaiserandness: The way he ripped the Isagi card in complete silence...
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Nanase vs the deers
 The Blue Lockâs team trip to Nara Park was supposed to be relaxing. It was just like a fun little trip, you know, to feed the famous deer, explore the area, see the historical temples, and take pictures.
Everything was peaceful, supposedly.
Nanase had been especially excited. He stood in front of the camera with a freshly opened pack of deer crackers. âTheyâre so polite! Look, they even bow!â He smiled brightly as several deer gently approached him. One politely dipped its head. âSee? Theyâre so cute.â
The cameraman nodded. Thenâa loud snort echoed across the path.
Nanase turned his head. Standing several meters away was one enormous male deer.
It slowly lifted its head, its eyes locked directly onto the crackers in Nanaseâs hands.
The deer took one step forward. ââŚUhâŚâ Another step. Then another. The deer snorted again. Nanase looked at the camera. ââŚGuys?â
The deer suddenly charged.
âAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!â
Nanase turned and bolted down the stone pathway at full speed.
The cameraman immediately started running after him, causing the footage to become violently shaky.
Tourists stepped aside as Nanase sprinted through the park.
One elderly woman calmly continued feeding another deer without even looking up.
The chase passed directly in front of an ancient temple, with Nanase completing one full lap around it.
Meanwhile, about a few meters away, Kurona stood completely still, calmly eating a strawberry ice cream cone.
Beside him, Hiori quietly enjoyed a vanilla ice cream, watching Nanase sprint past for the fourth time.
âHe looks like his still going at it, ainât he?â Hiori snorted .
Raichi folded his arms. âHeâll be fine.â
Nanase sprinted past again, screaming, âRAICHI! HELP!â
Raichi didnât move. âYouâve got legs. USE âEM!â
âI AM USING THEM!â Nanase wailed.
Kurona watched Nanase disappear into the distance. ââŚLap fiveâŚâ
Cut to another angle.
Nanase ran directly toward Isagi, who had just walked out of a souvenir shop carrying a small bag and was smiling
âISAGIIIIIIII! THE DEER WANTS ME!â
Isagi looked up, completely blank. ââŚWhat?â
Before he could react, Nanase ran straight past him.
The massive deer followed immediately behind. A split second later, three more deer joined the chase.
Isagi blinked. ââŚWhy are there four now..?â
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@kansai_countryaccent: I WAS THERE.WHY WAS THAT GUY RUNNING LIKE HIS LIFE DEPENDED ON IT.
@VisitNara Weâd like to remind visitors that the deer are generally very gentle and during times like this its best to avoid them.
@it_1pm_ok: âYou've got legs, USE 'EM!â Legit means survive on your own.
@hiori_drop_thatfanficlink: Hiori and Kurona eating ice cream while Nanase fights for his life đ
@bluelock_lover2022: Shoutout to the cameraman who kept running with Nanase to get the footage
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Sae itoshi Resting bitch face : Check this out!
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âPost-Match SpotlightââAoshi Tokimitsu
A sports reporter sat down with Aoshi Tokimitsu for a quick post-match interview. The cameras rolled and the reporter smiled politely.
âSo, Tokimitsu⌠how does it feel being officially recognized as one of Blue Lockâs strongest physical players?â
Tokimitsu immediately froze. Within seconds, he was sweating bullets. His fingers twisted together nervously.
âp-please donât say that!â
âIâm probably not!â
âIâm actually the weakest!â
The reporter blinked.
â well according to the dataâŚyou are one of theâ.â
Tokimitsuâs face somehow became even paler.
âIT WAS PROBABLY A MISTAKE!â
âI APOLOGIZE TO EVERYONE!â
The reporter stared at him in complete disbelief. While Tokimitsu looked like he was on the verge of tears.
The reporter slowly lowered her cue cards.
ââŚWeâre⌠just going to end it there.â
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@afan_ofbllk: Someone please give this person a pep talk."
@can_igo_now: someone tell him NO ONE is MAD AT HIM
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 âOh, FranceââZantetsu Tsurugi
(The blue lock guys arenât known for their intelligence..)
The media team decided to put the players through a random street-interview segment featuring rapid-fire trivia.
It was simple, unfortunately for the producers, the Blue Lock boys are famously geniuses on the pitch and total airheads off of it.
Zantetsu Tsurugi stood in front of the microphone, looking incredibly intellectual.
The interviewer smiled, holding up the microphone. âAlright, Zantetsu! First question, keep it quick. What country is Paris in?â
Zantetsu didn't blink. He slowly reached up with his middle finger and adjusted his glasses,
He closed his eyes & took a deep,
âEurope?â
The interviewer stared at him, blinking in dead silence. The camera remained perfectly still.
Realizing the interviewer hadn't moved on to the next question, Zantetsuâs eyes widened slightly behind his frames.
A sudden spark of panic hit his brain. He quickly cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses a second time to cover his embarrassment.
âOh, wait,â Zantetsu corrected himself quickly, his face flushing slightly. âFrance.â
The producer behind the camera let out a heavy sigh, realizing it was going to be a very, very long shoot.
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@let_me_post_this: The lights are on but absolutely nobody is home.
@zantetsu_woah: Heâs trying his best đ at least he got the continent right!
@bllk_funny: ZangetsuâŚâŚ please just stick to sports..
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âMy Skin Care RountineââNiko Ikki
After months of requests from people, Niko Ikki uploaded the video everyone had been asking for has been uploaded.
The reason was they wanted to know how the heck is he able to see with his thick bangs.
The video opened with Niko standing in front of his bathroom mirror. With his thick black bangs hung over his face as always, completely covering his eyes.
Not once did he brush them aside. He looked into the camera. ââŚA lot of people asked for this. So⌠here it is.â
He reached for a bottle of foaming cleanser. âFirst, we use cleanser.â He pumped a generous amount into his hands before working it into a thick lather.
Then massaged it into his face, except the entire upper half of his face. âThen my acne wash..â
Next came a hydrating toner. He poured a few drops into his palms and gently patted it into his skin. He reached for a serum. âThis helps with my acne.â
The moisturizer came next. He spread it evenly across his face but The bangs never once was lifted. Not even once.
Finally, he held up a bottle of sunscreen.
ââŚMost important step...â He carefully applied it to every exposed part of his face, then calmly lowered his hands.
âDone.â He gave the camera a small nod. âThanks for watching.â
The video ended.
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@niko_please_yourbangs: Great routine. âŚPlease moisturize your forehead too.
@niko_did_aki_ref: IâM CRYING HIS BANGS DIDNâT MOVE A SINGLE MILLIMETER đđđ Like how did he not get soap in them??
@your_forehead_needs_help: The fungal acne under there must be planning a revolution.
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âA DateâOh Wait, Just Friendsâ â Nagi & Reo
It started with one blurry fan photo taken at a quiet, upscale cafĂŠ in Tokyo.The caption simply read, âI think I just saw Nagi and Reo?â
Within ten minutes, it had over two million views. With the comments flooded in almost instantly.
@lemme_know_pt2: They are having a date again lol.
@going_insane: Istg theyâre always together.
@nagifan4life: But you kinda get it because they both matter so much to each other. I think thereâs more to their relationship.
@reofanfr: I know⌠theyâre really sweet.
The picture itself was surprisingly ordinary.
Reo sat upright at a corner table, completely focused on the tablet in front of him, quietly scrolling through it while occasionally taking a sip of his coffee.Beside himâOr ratherâLeaning onto himâWas Nagi.
Completely slumped against Reoâs shoulder, his head resting there
With one earbud hung loosely from his ear while his phone rested lazily in one hand as he tapped away at a mobile game.
Every few seconds, without even looking up from the screen, Reo casually reached over with his free hand and slid Nagiâs untouched drink a little closer.
A few moments later, heâd pick up his own fork, hold it toward Nagi, and wait.
Without lifting his head from Reoâs shoulder, Nagi simply leaned forward, took a bite, quietly chewed, and went right back to his game.
Neither of them acknowledged that any of this was unusual.
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@nagi_reo_friends: Despite every dramatic speech theyâve ever given on the pitch⌠off the field theyâll forever just be friends.
@iluvnagi: They have to be soulmates.
@reo_we_luv_u_too: I work there. They were at that table for almost an two hours, and Nagi genuinely never moved.
@please_tell_me_this_is_good: Reo feeding Nagi without either of them looking at each other is actually insane, that tells you theyâve BEEN like this.
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Japan Airline In flight safety procedoursâ aiku and sendou
Japan Airlines announced a special collaboration with two of the members of Japanâs national football squad.
And the video premiered online a week before airing on flights, and millions tuned in.
The cabin lights brightened as a calm stewardness spoke, âWelcome aboard Japan Airlines.â
The camera slowly panned down the aisle to find Oliver Aiku standing in the center. he looked directly into the camera. âWelcome aboard.â He effortlessly picked up the seatbelt and, with one smooth motion, fastened it around his waist.
âPlease ensure your seatbelt is securely fastened whenever seated.â
Aiku flashed the camera with a smile and then a wink.
The comment section would later identify the exact timestamp.
The camera slowly pulled back. One row behind him sat Sendou.
He wasnât looking at the camera or paying attention to the safety demonstration; he was staring directly at Aiku, completely side eyeing him.
Please store your carry-on luggage beneath the seat in front of you.â Sendou was still staring at him, not breaking eye contact
Cut to the confessional filmed afterward, the producer smiled. âSo⌠were you disappointed not to be the main presenter?â Sendou smiled politely. âNoâŚdefinently notâŚâ while he was glancing at Aiku.
The camera cut back to the cabin's emergency exit row, where the both of them sat perfectly still.
âPlease familiarize yourself with the nearest emergency exit.â
Next came the oxygen mask demonstration. A flight attendant calmly showed how to pull the mask down, and Aiku demonstrated perfectly.
The stewardess continued, âSecure your own mask before assisting others.â The camera briefly cut to Sendou, who was already wearing his mask.
Then came the life vest. Aiku confidently demonstrated how to inflate it after leaving the aircraft. The stewardess smiled, âDo not inflate your life vest inside the cabin.â
The video ended with the entire team standing together near the aircraft door. Aiku smiled warmly. âWe hope you enjoy your flight.â Sendou smiled too, muttering under his breath, âI couldâve said that.â
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@JapanAirlines:Thank you for flying with us.
@you_can_tell_Im_loosing_it: Someone please check on Sendou
@imsorry_this_is_bad: the side-eye Sendou was giving Aiku from the second row deserves its own acting award.
@Aiku_we_luv_u: The wink wasnât necessary for flight safety⌠but it was highly appreciated.
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âReact To Editsâ âShidou Ryusei
Shidou Ryusei had been invited onto a popular sports channel to react to fan-made edits from across the internet.
The interviewer gave him just one warning before filming started: âSome of these are⌠interesting.â Shidou simply grinned in response, âI already like âem.â The screen lit up.
The first edit featured heavy phonk music, with intense color grading, digital lightning effects, and glowing eyes.
There were twenty-seven transitions packed into just twelve seconds, with every single one of his goals slowed down dramatically.
The edit ended with the bold words: âTHE DEMON OF BLUE LOCK.â
Silence fell over the room as Shidou leaned closer to the monitor. âTHATâS ME?!â He suddenly burst into loud laughter. â THATâS SO COOLâNO WAY! WHO MADE THIS? I NEED THEIR @ RIGHT NOW!â
The interviewer laughed from behind the scenes. âYou⌠want to follow them?â
Shidou yelled, âheck yeah, you see how cool that was and how amazing my shot wasâI wanna shake their hand!â
The interview continued and they showed him a total of twenty six edits and every-time he loved them, he even cried saying that it captured âfootballâs essence.â
âSo do you have anything to say?â The interviewer asked him, âtag me to all of your edits about me!â
Then the clip ends.
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@i_luv_Shindou: Shidou aggressively asking for the editorâs username instead is exactly what I expected from him. đ
@hesoswag: Shidou genuinely has the healthiest relationship with fan edits Iâve ever seen from a professional athlete.
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âSidequestsââ Loki, Huhgo, and Charles
Paris, France. The City of Love, home to the Louvre, Eiffel tower , and three professional footballers.
Paris is a massive city but somehow, Julian Loki, Vivien Hugo, and Charles Chevalier manage to be spotted in every single tourist photo taken.
The whole thing started by an unassuming tourist photo in front of the Eiffel Tower, that was posted with a caption read âBest vacation ever!â
At first glance, it was a perfectly normal image. It only went viral when someone zoomed in to the background, to a blurry streak wearing a tracksuit who was sprinting across the Champ de Mars at Mach 2.
Youâd think its the average person, but It was Julian Loki, completing his morning run.
People didnât look into it too deeply at first; they just assumed the tourist got incredibly lucky catching him running.
They were wrongâŚ(I realized the last parts lowkey suck cause idk how to execute things nowâŚ)
The Marrige Proposal
The next incident occurred during a romantic proposal under the glowing lights of the Eiffel Tower. Where a man dropped to one knee with a velvet ring box in hand. And his girlfriend gasping, The hired photographer counted down.
âThree...â
âTwo...â
âOne...â
Click.
Right between the couple's shoulders, stood Julian Loki and Charles Chevalier. With Loki was smiling politely, holding up a peace sign and Charles was standing right next to him, striking the exact same peace-sign pose.
The couple was absolutely overjoyed by the unexpected guests and framed the picture anyway.
Side Quest Marathon
Later that week, thousands of runners gathered for a high-profile charity race.
Loki, completely oblivious to it accidentally crossed the starting line just as the starting pistol fired. And he had no idea what was going on but decided to just go ahead and run.
He crossed the finish line in first place before realizing it was an official, closed-course event.
The official race photo captured him looking profoundly confused while receiving a gold medal.
he donated a massive sum to the fundraiser to make up for the accidental victory..
Wedding Shoot
Then came wedding photoshoot of a two newly wed, just taking pictures.The bride and groom posed elegantly, twenty feet ahead of an imposing figure standing perfectly still, Vivien Hugo.
Who was holding his phone impossibly lowâtilting his head backwards with a weird angle.
The resulting camera shot captured only his sharp jawline, his chin, and seeing his interior of his nostrils. While he slowly panned the phone toward his face, completely ignoring the bride behind him.
Click.
The photographer pulled his eye away from the camera . â...Is that...?â
The bride squinted. âOh my god, honey, thatâs my idol! Vivien!â
Instead of being kicked out for crashing a private event, Vivien was immediately invited to the reception, spending the rest of the evening mingling as an honored guest.
Where is charles, julian and Vivien?
The internet blew up and began posting daily compilations. they were playing âWhere is Charles, Julian, and Vivien?â
A family photo at the Louvre. Captured Loki in the left corner. Vivien's chin occupies the right corner. And Charles was seen in between them
A view of the Palace of Versailles gardens. In the extreme background, all three players are visible, just sitting at the bench while no one bothered them.
A family visiting the Louvre gathered together for a vacation photo. Everyone smiled.
They asked to be taken a picture and the person they asked was Julian counted down.
âThreeâŚâ
âTwoâŚâ
âOneâŚâ
Click.
The family all said thank you and while checking they realized that Loki took a few selfies of himself.
Charles Chevalier Becomes Someoneâs Family Member
A group of tourists took a large family picture outside a famous Paris cafĂŠ. The lineup was massive: three grandparents, four parents, six children, and somehow⌠CharlesâŚCharles was thereâŚ
Nobody noticed, charles was was just and smiling politely. One grandfather even put an arm around his shoulder to fit him into the frame.
The family didnât realize the error until they posted it online with the caption. âAmazing family trip â¤ď¸â
Someone immediately commented, âIs that Charles Chevalier?â
One family member replied âwho?â
Charles eventually saw the trending post.
âNice family, I loved being around you guys!â
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@finally_done: I DONâT EVEN WATCH FOOTBALL. BUT WHY IS THE VIVIEN HUGO AT MY SISTERS WEDDING?
@VisitParisWe: We cannot guarantee that they will always be in your photos.
@vivien_you_so_tuff: why does vivien take pics like thatâŚ
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âTeddy Night BacklashââTeddy Knight
The internetâs favorite punching bag, Teddy Knight, was invited onto a late-night talk show to react to the countless memes, edits, and tweets people had made about him.
The interviewer smiled sympathetically.
âHello, Teddy⌠I just want to say thatâyou donât have to look at these if you donât want to.â
The camera panned to Teddy. Completely expressionless,but he gave a small nod and a small thumbs up
âIt is truly okay, Iâm prepared and Iâve already seen some of it.â
ââŚWell.â The interviewer cleared his throat. âOkay then.â
The first tweet flashed on the big screen.
COMMENT ONE
âHe is the least exciting person to look at.â
Teddy stared at the screen, blinking once.
The next one popped up immediately,
COMMENT TWO
âFIRST UGLY AND CHOPPED đđâ
Teddy tilted his head slightly,
And another comment loaded.
COMMENT THREE
âNEW GEN X NPC.â
The interviewer leaned over, looking genuinely concerned. âAre you okay?â
âI think so,â Teddy replied softly.
The internet had begun making up completely fake, ridiculously specific scenarios just to paint Teddy as the most mundane boring person alive.
The final post had over five million views. It was a completely normal, picture of Teddy standing.
No edit. No caption. No audio.
And the top comment read
âHeâs just⌠there.â
The studio went silent and for a brief second before the entire front row of the audience and the interviewer completely were quiet.
âSo⌠Teddy. Any message for the internet?â
Teddy looked directly into the camera lens, his expression entirely sincere, devoid of any malice.
âI promiseâŚâ Teddy paused, swallowed hard, and finished, ââŚIâm more interesting in person.â Teddy just gave a polite, tiny wave to the lens.
The interview finally ended.
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@Im_finally_finally_done: okay now I feel bad. Heâs literally just a polite boy.
âł @icannotwithteddy: no, donât feel bad.
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Hello may I make a request can you do a scenario where the twst third years are in conversation with either their friends or classmates and the topic of their futures came up and that they ended like blabbing out that they want to marry there s/o who is the prefect of ramshackle (btw they are Fem) and like the s/o walks in while listening to this and is squealing so cutely like a excited school girl that they just straight up kiss them passionately on the lips
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Summary: third years talk about the future and plan it with you, you overhear it. Â
F!Reader, reader is Yuu; established relationships; talks about a wedding; possible OOC; hcs; short and sweet;Â
English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes.
Trey Â
We all know his character, right? Trey is usually level-headed and speaks about the future pragmatically (bakery, quiet life). But when Cater teases him or friends ask about âlong-term plans,â he accidentally slips from his âcaring upperclassmanâ tone and softly, with a sigh, admits that he already imagines you as the mistress of his house and his wife.Â
But if we break down that moment, oh⌠Trey laughs softly, adjusting his glasses, and first tries to turn everything into a joke. But when asked absolutely sincerely, his gaze becomes very warm:Â
âWell, to be honest⌠I donât just want to open my bakery alone. I keep catching myself thinking that I want to see her there every day. Having breakfast with her, wiping flour off her cheek⌠Seven, Iâm already mentally going over wedding cake options for us. I really want her to become my wife. No alternatives.âÂ
But when he hears your squeal? Ha-ha, Trey actually jumps on the spot, causing the pen to fall out of his hands, and his glasses instantly slide down to the tip of his nose.Â
When you crash into him and kiss him passionately, Trey loses his balance for a second, leaning back against the table. His palms automatically land on your waist - gently but firmly, so you donât fall.Â
Embarrassed. Definitely embarrassed by the sincerity - both his and yours. He planned to do it all more formally, not for you to accidentally overhear, but itâs too late.Â
When the shock passes, he holds you by the waist so you donât fall from your own impulse, and clears his throat awkwardly, trying to regain control of the situation in front of his friends: âHey⌠you heard all that, didnât you?âÂ
His ears and neck flush deep red. When the kiss ends, he blinks rapidly a few times, trying to get his glasses back into place, and lets out another embarrassed chuckle:Â
âYuu⌠you⌠Seven, since when were you listening? You should warn a guy, my heart nearly stopped⌠But I, um⌠Iâm glad you donât mind.âÂ
He is definitely now much more confident and calmer in making plans for the future. A future with you! Believe me, heâll try his hardest.Â
CaterÂ
He squeals at your squeal. Accidentally. Talk about the future after graduation usually scares him a little. But then he can joke sadly, and then unexpectedly seriously blurt out that the only scenario where he doesnât feel alone is if he calls the Prefect, you, his wife.Â
His smile fades for a second, becoming real, vulnerable, and a little sad. He puts his phone face down:Â
âHa-ha, come on⌠Actually, the future scares me. Iâm afraid of being left alone when everyone goes their separate ways. But you know⌠the only scenario where I donât feel that emptiness is if sheâs by my side. I donât just want to âdate.â I want to wake up and know sheâs officially mine. I dream of calling her my wife⌠Thatâs so silly, right?âÂ
Especially since he doesnât expect such sincere and personal words to be heard by you. Really awkward, though heâs glad about how you react.Â
Cater jumps, and his beloved smartphone crashes loudly onto the sofa. The moment you pounce on him, he wraps his arms around your back, pulling you as close as possible. The kiss is deep, and Cater gives himself completely to that impulse, instantly forgetting about the onlookers.Â
Cater immediately matches your energy! After the passionate kiss, he hugs you by the shoulders, flashes his signature smile (though his cheeks are burning), and turns everything into a joke for his friends to hide how hard his heart is pounding: âWow, Magicam wonât capture this! Yuu, did you rehearse such a dramatic entrance?âÂ
Pulling back, he breathes heavily, his cheeks flaming, but the most genuine and happiest smile of the whole year blooms on his lips. He turns to the shocked friends, still holding the Prefect around the waist with one hand:Â
âWow⌠Okay, the âCatch your boyfriend off guardâ trend is officially the best in my life! Yuu, youâre simply incredible⌠We need to pick a date ASAP!âÂ
The last part, of course, he says jokingly, but deep down he starts thinking when would actually be the best time to organize it all. Not now, but in the future he definitely doesnât plan to let you go.Â
LeonaÂ
Talk about his future irritates him. Heâll lazily grumble that he doesnât care, but at Ruggieâs prodding, heâll mutter something like: âI donât need a royal entourage. The only thing Iâm taking with me after graduation is that herbivore. And Iâll make her my queen (conditionally, affectionately. Leona, baby, first become king), so stop talking about it.âÂ
Leona grumbles irritably, covering his face with his hand, but at another jibe about his âeternal loneliness,â he sits up sharply and narrows his green eyes:Â
âShut up already. I donât care about the palace or their formalities. But if you think Iâll let that little herbivore go back to her world or give her to anyone else - youâre idiots. Sheâll live with me. As my wife. And thatâs not even up for discussion, Iâve already decided.âÂ
A squeal rings out. Poor beastmen and their hearing, right?Â
Leonaâs ears instantly flatten against his head from the sharp sound, he flinches: âWhat theâŚ?!âÂ
He doesnât let you just kiss him and run away. As soon as your lips touch his, Leona growls into the kiss, dominantly wraps one arm around your waist and literally pulls you against him, taking control and pushing the kiss to the max.Â
Then heâll look at the others smugly, something like: âYou heard? She agrees. Now get lost.âÂ
He pulls back slowly, giving you a predatory and terribly satisfied look. Then he grins casually at his friends, whose jaws are already on the floor:Â
âWell? Any questions? The herbivore confirmed it herself. Now scram, youâre in our way.âÂ
VilÂ
Vil sits at his vanity table or in the Pomefiore lounge, carefully applying cream to his hands. Friends or fellow models discuss his future contracts, shows, and how hard it is to find a worthy partner in show business.Â
Vil looks into the mirror, his expression becoming incredibly soft and thoughtful:Â
âShow business is full of falsehood. I donât need someone for headlines. The only person whose sincerity I value above all else is our Prefect. I donât plan on fleeting romances. As soon as she graduates, Iâll propose. And it will be the most flawless wedding this world has ever seen.âÂ
A squeal is heard. Uh, youâll have to apologize for such behavior, wonât you?Â
Vil flinches slightly, his brow twitching: âWhat inelegant shriekingâŚâÂ
Seeing your flushed face, he puts away the cream jar. When you kiss him passionately, Vil maintains absolute graceful dignity: he gently places his hand on the back of your head, allowing you to take the initiative, but controlling the softness of the movement.Â
The return kiss will be flawless, like in a movie. He carefully holds your chin, then lightly wipes off the lipstick or just fixes your hair: âA bit loud for a lady, potato⌠But I rate your impulse 100 points.âÂ
He is more than pleased with such a reaction.Â
âConsider your answer accepted. Now weâll have to think about ring designs.âÂ
Well, your college graduation is already planned out, isnât it?Â
RookÂ
Rook will start speaking with poetic passion. Heâll describe the âbeauty of a shared future,â fervently reasoning that his arrow has already pierced her heart, and the logical continuation of this beautifully hunted âquarryâ will be an eternal union and marriage vows.Â
Rook stands by the window, watching the sunset. Some students ask him where his âarrow of fateâ will lead him after school - whether heâll continue his wanderings and hunting for beauty alone.Â
Rook places his hand over his heart, his voice rising exalted and poetic:Â
âOh, my friends! A hunter may roam the world as long as he likes, but only until he finds his most beautiful, purest grail! My heart has long belonged to our Prefect. And my final, greatest goal will be to bind our souls in marriage. I want to lead her to the altar and sing her beauty forever!âÂ
At the last words, he hears your squeal. Heâs not even surprised that youâre nearby.Â
His eyes widen, blazing with immense delight: âAh! What a sound!âÂ
For Rook, that squeal is the âsong of a beautiful bird.â Heâll scoop you up in his arms, spin you around, and return the kiss with incredible theatrical drama and passion: Rook reacts instantly. In response to your passionate kiss, he literally lifts you by the thighs, raising you off the floor, and responds with extraordinary theatrical fervor and deep tenderness.Â
âBeautĂŠ! 100 points! Oh, my beautiful Prefect, your cry of love echoes in my soul! Your kiss has officially sealed our future union!âÂ
Even until the wedding itself, you can consider yourselves already married; he wonât miss a chance to compose poetry and prose about it for you.Â
IdiaÂ
Idia sits hunched over his tablet, complaining about ânormiesâ and the horror of real life. When asked about the future, he sighs and in a quiet, rapid-fire serial whisper rattles off something like: âWhatâs the difference⌠anyway, the ideal scenario is to lock myself in a tower. And if Iâm going to share my life with anyone, itâs only with Yuu⌠well, I mean, wedding, 3D routine, all that⌠p-please donât make me say it out loudâŚâÂ
Idia hides in a corner of the Ignihyde rooms, surrounded by gadgets, complaining to his Discord(Magicord?Idk lmao) party/Ortho about how terrible the real world is (âIRL is a crappy game with bad balanceâ). The conversation turns to 3D relationships and adult life.Â
Idia nervously fidgets his fingers, hiding behind his bangs, and rattles off at a higher pitch:Â
âAre you crazy?! What wedding, what normie stuff?! Although⌠fine⌠if weâre being completely hypothetical⌠If it were Yuu⌠I mean, sheâs the only one who doesnât fry my brain⌠So, if I ever decided to take the âFamilyâ quest, it would only be with her! Iâd⌠Iâd even agree to a real wedding ceremony, got it?! Thatâs it, topic closed, my server is about to crash from stress!âÂ
Itâs unclear which of you two squealed first. He, honestly, even out-squeals you. SYSTEM CRASH. Idiaâs blue flaming hair flashes bright pink, he squeals back in a high-pitched voice and starts falling backward.Â
When you kiss him, Idia literally âfreezes.â His arms hang in the air, afraid to touch you, and he turns redder by the second.Â
After the passionate kiss, Idia squeals at an ultrasonic pitch, curls into his hood, covers his face with his hands, and turns into a puddle: âA-a-a-a! Too bright! IRL content too aggressive! My heart is going to burn out!âÂ
Ortho sincerely and joyfully claps his hands: âHurray, Prefect! Your reaction increased Idiaâs successful marriage probability by 99.8%! Iâm already starting to design the ideal wedding dress with a protective field! Protocol âIdia and Prefectâs Weddingâ has officially been upgraded from âDreams in private chatâ to âActive planning.â Loading dĂŠcor catalogs!âÂ
As soon as the kiss ends, he pulls the hoodie over his nose, curls into a ball right on the floor, and emits an ultrasonic squeak:Â
âA-a-a-a-a! Unfair! That was an unfair crit! My HP is at zero! Why were you listening?! Now Iâll burn up from embarrassment-a-a-a!âÂ
MalleusÂ
Malleus stands at night on the Diasomnia balcony. Conversation with a few interlocutors (Malleus, baby, youâre talking to Lilia. Child time is over, and your two fine knights are asleep.) turns to the transience of human life and that Malleus will soon have to assume full power.Â
Malleus reflects on time, for fae, longevity is loneliness. He will note with sad grace that human centuries are short, but he wants to bind you to himself with the strongest ritual known to mortals: âI intend to make her my sacred chosen companion and wife. I wonât let her go even after her century fades.âÂ
Malleus looks at the moon, his voice full of deep, majestic calm with a hint of gentle sadness:Â
âA human life is like a flash of a falling star. But I do not intend to be merely a spectator of her life. I have made my decision. I will make her my wife. And let time try to take her from me, I will not give her up.âÂ
Your squeal echoes, along with Liliaâs light laugh. Malleus blinks in surprise. Heâs still not used to someone daring to act so spontaneously and loudly in his presence.Â
When you run up and kiss him, green magical sparks instantly flare around you. Malleus slowly and tenderly wraps his arms around your shoulders, returning the kiss with immense tenderness and royal majesty.Â
He laughs low and velvety, looking down at you with sincere adoration. His fingers gently touch your hot cheek: âWhat a passionate and wild nature⌠Your joy makes my magic sing. It seems I no longer need to ask for your consent - you have just given it yourself.âÂ
The magic around you two might accidentally make flowers bloom or light green sparks. He will hug you from behind: âWhat a beautiful display of feelings. Consider your consent accepted.âÂ
LiliaÂ
Lilia speaks of the future from the height of centuries, but when it comes to her, he grins and squints slyly. He cheerfully tells friends/classmates something like: âAn old man like me needs youthful energy! Actually, Iâve already decided: as soon as we graduate, Iâll propose to her according to all ancient traditions. I want to see how sheâll look in a wedding dress!âÂ
Lilia sits dangling his legs from a ceiling beam or table, while friends discuss his imminent departure from school and what a âretireeâ does in his spare time.Â
Lilia chuckles merrily, hands on his hips, but in his eyes a very clear, deep spark ignites:Â
âOh! You think Iâll just grow a garden alone? Think again! I have huge plans. Iâm going to marry our dear Prefect! Weâll have a lavish wedding with ancient rites, Iâll invite the whole neighborhood! I want to see her in a bridal outfit, itâll be a wonderful sight!âÂ
Hearing your squeal, he just chuckles. What a lovely sincere lady, isnât she?Â
Feeling your impulse, he nimbly jumps down (or pulls himself up to you. Letâs see his mood, right?), catches you by the waist mid-air and returns the kiss with incredible passion, lightness, and zest.Â
Lilia is a master of surprises. He might, right during the kiss, hang upside down on you (or even flip himself upside down if thereâs something to grab onto, lmao, a Spider-Man style kiss?), deftly scoop you up and spin you around! After the kiss, heâll peck you on the nose: âOh-ho-ho! Now thatâs enthusiasm! Well, since youâre in such a hurry, we should start planning the celebration right now.âÂ
After that, he flicks your nose. âWhat a reaction! Well, would you look at that â the bride came running to claim her groom! Since youâre so excited, my child, letâs start making the guest list today.â
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A/N: My comms are discounted for a limited time for Black Friday btw. This is a kofi request, so if you want more then send me a Kofi~ itâs a snow leopard hybrid ^^
Being abandoned by your owner in the middle of winter was already not ideal, but being caught in a record breaking blizzard was definitely worse.
You could sense it coming. Being a cat hybrid had its perks, but you almost wished you were blissfully unaware of your imminent demise.
It had been a few hours since your owner drove off, leaving you in a torn hoodie and your thin pajama pants. He hadnât known the risks of owning a cat hybrid such as yourself, and when you went into heat and started rubbing your scent on everything and biting him to try and claim his as your mate, he abandoned you.
It really hurt. You adored your owner, thinking he was different from other humans who simply saw you as a pet.
But you were wrong. He tossed you away without a second thought, leaving you to die. Had you really meant that little to him?
Despite your sadness, you curled up under a bench, shivering as you tried to keep yourself warm. Even being in heat wasnât helping much, the ache in your belly only adding to the discomfort and pain you were feeling.
You wanted to be warm, to nest and be properly bred by a kind male. Maybe that was too much for a house cat hybrid such as yourself to ask. Thinking you were worth something led you here after allâŚ
As the snow only continued to fall, you tried your best to stay warm. It was only to try and find the most comfort you could while waiting for your death.
You werenât accustomed to taking care of yourself. Ever since your birth, food had been handed to you, beautiful clothes and jewelry adorning your body when it came time for you to be presented before humans for sale.
Before this, you had never worried about warmth or sustenance, simply relying on your owner.
What else could you do?
As you thought all hope was loss, a scent other than the cold and wet smell of snow wafted through the air, a familiar yet strange one.
It an instant the bench was ripped from its foundation, a figure bending down to examine you.
Your vision was a bit blurry, but you could smell it.
This was a wild hybrid.
In the past you heard tales of such beasts, hybrids that fled to the wild to escape human subjugation, but because you were a pampered house cat hybrid, you had yet to encounter one.
âLost, little one?â
Your tail puffed out as you let out a weak hiss, watching as the hybridâs face got closer to yours. He smelled like blood, perhaps he had just procured a fresh kill and was looking to add to his winter stockpile.
At least if he killed you, it would be a quicker death than freezing. Perhaps this was some kind of twisted mercyâŚ
But you never felt his fangs puncture your throat, instead your hoodie was being bitten, your body lifted and carried by his strong jaws.
He was taking you somewhere. Where? You could only guess back to his den. It would be easier to kill your there instead of risking the scent of blood being left on the snow, leading back to his home.
Although you were afraid, the big cat was warm. His breath fanned against your neck, and your body reacted against your will, producing enticing pheromones that told any hybrid nearby that you were in heat.
He was soft, and for some reason you felt something being wrapped around you⌠some kind of furs from one of his hunts. Why would he bother to keep you warm? Did he prefer his prey fresh and didnât want you to freeze to death?
None of this really mattered to you. You were cold, hungry, and exhausted. If you slept now, perhaps you would be unconscious when the time came and pass on in your sleep.
So you passed out, too tired to even notice how his pheromones responded to yours.
When you awoke, you were in bed. Your owner had never allowed you to sleep with him, so this was the first time you had been in a human bed and not one for pets.
The blankets were made of the same furs you had been cloaked in before. You sat up slowly, still processing what led you to this.
Being abandoned right before a blizzard⌠nearly freezing to death⌠a wolf hybrid taking you with himâŚ
It was a lot to think about, and even with a now well rested mind your head was still spinning. Maybe a meal would help you make sense of thisâŚ
âYouâre awakeâŚâ
You stiffened at the voice, your blood running cold. When you finally found the courage to turn and look at the source of it, you nearly passed out again.
In the doorway was a snow leopard hybrid, his cat ears flicking as he stared down at you. He was nearly twice your size, and thoughts of you beating him in a fight went down the drain immediately.
âThought you were a goner for a bit. Tougher than you look.â
He spoke slowly, his eyes on your plump form. You weren't sure what he was thinking, and before you could respond your belly rumbled.
âHungry, huh?â
His long, thick tail swayed behind him as he approached. Although he was tall, he was thin and lean, not the same type of terrifying a lion or tiger hybrid would be, but still holding the same predatory glint in his eye.
âKittens in heat such as yourself have to eat.â
You felt your cheeks warm. Of course he could tell you were in season, your scent was probably overwhelming at this distance.
He tilted his head. âNot wild, are you? Whatâs a little thing such as yourself doing all the way out here?â
Your lip wobbled. All the pain, all the anger and confusion came bubbling to the surface.
âMy owner⌠he just⌠he left me all alone⌠a-and it was scary, IâŚâ
The snow leopard stared at you, letting you cry before he leaned down to lick away you tears before beginning to groom you.
This calmed you significantly, a soft purr rumbling in your chest. This was a comfort you had been denied since you had been separated from your litter as a kitten, and you couldnât help but lean in as he licked back your hair.
âItâll be alright. Youâre mine now, my property. You wonât be cold or scared anymore.â
He rubbed his cheek against yours, moving his face to your neck and giving a harsh bite to your sensitive flesh, a clear marking of his territory.
While you ate, it was clear he was holding himself back from something. His golden eyes followed your every move, his tail swaying behind him almost sending you into a trance like state.
You usually ate whatever your owner did, even if it made you sick or upset your sensitive belly, but tonight you had stew, made with cat hybrids in mind.
Once you had your fill, your body was able to recover enough to start producing more pheromones. It was well aware there was a male nearby and that you were fertile, so it made your cunt grow wet and hot, ensuring youâd be easy for the average male to penetrate.
But unfortunately your stupid body didnât understand the male before you was twice your size. He could sense your heat, knew that your body was trying to stir him forward.
He sniffed at you. This was the scent that had interested him. It wasnât like he was cruel, if a female such as yourself was in need he wouldnât just abandon you in the cold, but the fact you were plump and in heat certainly made taking you in much more enticing.
You let out a startled mew when he approached, his face burying itself into your neck. His tongue lapped softly at the scent gland there, his hands moving to hold onto your hips.
From the moment he saw you, he knew that you would be his mate. The bond had been formed before you even noticed he was there, and the snow leopard was eager to confirm it.
You smelled like heaven, a mix of your natural musk and some kind of sweet perfume your owner had you wear. Tearing off your clothes was childâs play for his sharp claws, and his body vibrated with purrs once he laid eyes on your naked form.
Already he was imagining your belly heavy and swollen with his kits, his hand gently pressing against the fat of your tummy. Being fat and plump was good for surveying the harsh climate where he lived, and it was important for females to be fed fresh meat throughout the winter.
His cock hardened, it wasnât going to be easy fitting into such a small cat hybrid. Compared to him you were like a mouse, easily positioned however he wanted.
His fingers dipped into you, making you mewl and arch your back. You had already been bucking your hips like a needy little thing, your body desperate to be mated before your heat was over.
His cock stretched you out. It was unpleasant at best, almost painful as you struggled to take in something too big for you.
Even though he was being gentle, nothing would help when you were never meant to be bred by a big cat such as himself.
Despite this, your heat ridden body made it work, beat pooling into your abdomen as your gushed around his fat cock. Your tail twitched as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in without warning, a bulge forming in your belly from the sheer size of him.
The feeling of being ravished by him was⌠exhilarating. You were too small, too weak to do anything besides moan and writhe underneath him, letting the snow leopard use you as a living flesh light to be filled with his seed.
Even though it felt like you were being torn apart at first, his finger slowly rubbing at your clit and his tip hitting your special spot over and over has your cunt clenching around him before you could even think.
If you hadnât been in heat, you most likely would have died during the mating session, but while you were in season your body produced so much more lubricant and pheromones that helped you take him inside of you.
You felt so warm when he came inside, thick ropes of hot and sticky cum filling your little womb. Your heat eased a bit as you were thoroughly bred. You knew that this would ensure pregnancy, even if all you had to go off of was instinct alone.
âLittle oneâŚâ
He purred into your ear, keeping his cock inside of you to make sure none of his cum leaked out. His tongue licked at your neck and hair again, grooming you out of affection now.
âMy mate, my sweetheart⌠Iâll take care of you, alright?â
And that was enough for you. Now all you wanted was a mate and somewhere warm to sleep with three meals a day. It was clear that he could provide that.
So you slept without worry, curled up with your mate, your new provider.
summary: After a desperate search for his mate, the dragon prince leaves the celestial realm to drink away his sorrows, only to find the person he was looking for in a commoner. You.
warning: breeding, mating, lots of cum, scenting, he fucks you in his dragon form
WK: 10k words
The sounds of heavy footsteps echoed down the palace halls, a growl leaving the throat of the celestial dragon prince.
It was tiring, looking for a bride every day. Not a single woman had been the right one for him⌠how would he ever be king without a mate?
It made him both angry and strangely⌠lonely at times. Everywhere he turned there seemed to be a happy couple. Noblemen and women lounged together, being fed grapes or massaged. Even when his eyes glanced towards the common folk, he would spot lovers holding hands or sharing a secretive kiss while serving the palace.
It was enough to drive a dragon to drink.
So while everyone celebrated in the palace after another boring day, the prince transformed into a more suitable appearance, taking on the form of a beautiful nobleman.
He assumed it would be enough to stay under the radar, unaware that his beauty and elegance would draw the attention of every maiden at the bar.
Leaving the celestial realm to dine among humans wasnât exactly forbidden, but it was looked down upon for higher beings such as himself to dine amongst the common folk, hence the disguise.
Though, with his antler-like horns and claws, there was no doubt he was a being from the celestial realm.
As he walked through a quaint town, people stopped to stare, often with mouths agape.
He didnât notice, eyes transfixed on the ground. All he could think of at the moment was finding something to drink his sorrows away.
In the distance, he saw the glow of warm lighting coming from a small tavern.
âPerfect. Seems like a place the common folk gather. I should fit in well enough.â
Though he thought this, the second he walked in the bustling tavern grew quiet, all eyes on him. This wasnât picked up by the prince, and he continued towards an empty table.
After getting comfortable, his mind began to wander. Life at the palace had been⌠stressful as of late.
He was used to the rumors, even used to people fearing and avoiding him. But what was unusual was his own insecurity in his heart.
Why hadnât he found a mate yet? Part of him wandered if there was something inherently wrong with him. Although he hadnât made much time to truly search out his soulmate, it shouldnât have been so hard.
He was a prince⌠yet when he looked at the scars on his body that wouldnât heal, he felt like a failure.
Weak.
As he sulked, he didnât even notice that a glass of wine had been placed in front of him. What made his head snap up was the sound of a soft voice.
âAre you alright?â
He looked up, eyes wide as your smell hit his nose. That scent, the way it made his body reactâŚ
The woman before him was plump, your eyes giving him a soft and concerned look as you held the empty serving tray to your⌠ample chest.
It took him a moment to register your words. You glanced at him and then back at the bar, a nervous smile on you face.
You had never interacted with such a handsome man that was clearly of a higher class than yourself. Was it disrespectful to speak out of turn?
Your heart was kind and gentle, so you couldnât help but speak up when he looked so down.
Once your words fully registered in his mind, he cleared his throat. This was all too much. For several months, nearly a year he had been halfheartedly searching for his mate, and here you were, in a random bar in the human realm.
His eyes moved from your face and down your body, taking in your features. Again, you were plump, with heavy looking breasts, a soft belly, and the outline of thick thighs and hips he could see through your dress.
A perfect mate.
The prince finally looked up, studying your face. Chubby cheeks, a soft smile, pretty eyesâŚ
He had never put much thought into what his mate would look like, but now that he had seen you, he knew that this is all he could ever want.
âIâm alright⌠another glass, please.â
As you walked away with a flushed face, he downed his glass quickly to try and calm his racing heart. Gods, just the scent of you was enough to have him struggling to control himself.
âHere you areâŚâ
You placed another glass in front of him, smiling shyly as he took it. He was handsome, regal and nearly lit up the room with his beauty. Everyone could tell he was not of this world, and you felt beyond honored to be the one who got to serve such a special man.
But in his mind his thoughts were far from graceful. His eyes didnât leave your figure, continuing to glance at your hips and soft belly. Both features were absolutely perfect for breeding purposesâŚ
âMy dear, what is your name?â
You blinked, taking a moment to process his question. In all honesty you had been completely distracted by his beauty that you zoned out. This was so embarrassing, your cheeks heating up as you struggled to answer.
âM-my name? Oh itâs (Name)!â you babbled out, covering your mouth afterwards. Oh no, you probably sounded way too eager!
He just smirked, taking your hand and placing a kiss on the back of it. â(Name)? Thatâs lovely⌠(Name).â
Your name being said by such a handsome man had your body feeling hot. This man was looking up at you with an air of confidence that had you flustered, your eyes unable to look into his.
Was it disrespectful to not answer? He was most likely a nobleâŚ
âTh⌠thank you, sir. Itâs just a common name, Iâd say.â
He reached out and cupped your cheek, his large palm warm against your face. âPerhaps, but itâs a name I will never forget.â
Your cheeks flushed at this, and you looked up at him through your eyelashes. That alone was enough to have his pants tighten.
The two of you exchanged longing glances throughout the night, and when your shift was ending, he stopped you before you could leave.
The dragon prince stood, his full height dwarfing you completely. âCome. Let us find somewhere quiet.â
Though you had always been warned by the tavern owner to never follow a guest outside, you were transfixed by his confident smile and intelligent eyes.
As he led you outside, his form seemed to almost⌠shift slightly. Though he still appeared mostly human, his horns grew longer and teeth sharper.
The moon shone down on them, their breaths coming out in white puffs. It was cold enough for you to shiver, but soon you were warmed by his embrace.
âItâs quite chilly at this time of night, is it not? Stay by my side.â
He led you through the night, the only light that of the shining moon. When it was covered by clouds, he still had no issue guiding you around uneven terrain and the occasional tree root.
It was then you realized there was no way he was human. You had your suspicions before, but it wasnât uncommon for some human mages to take on animal features to help them with their magic endeavors.
This man, however, was no mage or lowly magical creature. You could tell by the way the moonlight enveloped his body, making him glow in the dark of night.
âWhat are your plans for me?â
Your voice was shaky, but you felt no fear. The trembling came from a sense of excitement and lust.
And he could smell how wet you were.
He didnât answer immediately, instead lifting you over a puddle of water and setting you down on the other side.
The dragon prince paused after this, cupping your cheek as he took in your curious expression.
âI will take you on as a mate. From the moment I saw you, it was clear you were the one I have been looking for.â
He cleared his throat before he continued.
âI am the current celestial dragon prince. You will love a life of luxury and never be withoutâŚâ
It was hard for him to speak when he could smell your arousal growing thick in the air, his own scent mixing in. â⌠will you be mine?â
Your body felt so warm, you wanted so badly to say yesâŚ
But it didnât feel real. He was bound to you of all people? You were a lowly tavern barmaid, born into a life of poverty. Nothing about you was inherently special and it was hard to comprehend anyone as beautiful as him wanting to spend his eternal life with you.
âYou⌠are joking, right? Did you drink too much?â
The words coming out of your mouth felt wrong. You could feel the sexual tension in the air, yet your mind wouldnât listen to your bodyâs natural instincts.
âI do not joke about things as serious as this, my love. I am your mate, we are tied together by fate.â
He lifted your hand, kissing the back of it.
âHow can I prove to you that I am serious?â
Before you could answer his form began to shift again, his hands becoming claws. It was getting even harder to hold back, and you were soon lifted into his arms.
âI canât⌠hold back anymore⌠since I realized you were my mate, Iâve been dying to taste you.â
The world became blurry, your body growing hot and your head woozy as everything faded and shifted. Next thing you knew, the two of you were in an intricately decorated room.
You were set onto the softest bed you had ever felt, given no time to take in your surroundings.
He was already opening your thighs, sniffing at your clothed cunt. A groan left his lips, his long black hair tickling your sensitive thighs as he dipped his head between them.
âGods, you smell delicious. Please⌠I must taste you.â
You swallowed when his nose rubbed against your inner thigh. The way he was looking up at you had your heart thumb ping rapidly in your chest.
âA-alrightâŚâ
Within seconds of your consent his claws ripped through your underwear and his face was buried between your thighs.
His tongue swirled around your clit, and all you could do was moan and hold onto his horns for support.
He grabbed hold of your hips, squeezing the soft fat and pulling you closer. Your pussy had already been drooling with need, and now you felt your arousal dripping down your thighs, his chin covered in your slick.
It was erotic, the sound of his grunts and groans filling the air with each lap of his tongue. You tasted divine, and he was losing himself in you.
Nothing else besides you mattered in this moment. All he could think of was how good it felt to have your thighs squeezing around his head. The moans you let out had his cock twitching incessantly, and he wouldnât be able to hold back for much longer.
âGodsâŚâ
He pulled back, looking at the wet mess your fat pussy had become. Your eyes were glazed over, your chest rising and falling as you struggled to catch your breath.
How many times have you orgasmed so far? You felt almost selfish, already wanting more from him after he just pleasured you.
âMy sweet little mate, how do you feel now? My precious, youâre glowing.â
He almost purred when he leaned forward, breathing softly against your neck. You let out a content sigh, reaching up to play with his long black hair.
âMmm⌠Iâm feeling pretty tired, Iâd say⌠Iâve been working since noon.â
He stiffened a bit at that, resting his chin on your head. The prince did not enjoy thinking about you working so hard. Even though he had only known you for a few hours, you were his mate.
âWell, my dove, do not worry your pretty little head anymore. You will work another day in your life. From now on, you will be pampered and taken care of⌠I guarantee it.â
Despite how his cock ached to be inside of you, he decided to wait until you were rested to properly mate with you. It would take more energy and leave you exhaustedâŚ
You fell asleep in his arms, feeling so warm and safe. How long had it been since you had been held? That last time you could remember was your childhood, when you were just a tiny thing.
He made you feel small, protected, and⌠so, so warm.
In the morning you awoke, stretching with a yawn as you sleepily stood to get ready for your job. It was strange, when you reached for your apron on your nightstand, you couldnât find it.
Thatâs when you remembered the previous night.
Your face warmed immediately, and you barely held back an embarrassed squeal when you noticed the man groan tiredly, his face buried in your chest.
âGo back to sleep, loveâŚâ
It was too early in the morning for you to protest, and you haven't slept in since you were a child. It felt nice, getting to fall back asleep in his arms, his hair tickling your cheek.
You listened to his breathing, smiling sleepily. His sharp claws slowly ran through your hair, scratching gently at your scalp to lull you back into slumber.
The next time you woke up it was nearly noon. This was beyond embarrassing, even as a child you had only slept in this much when you were deathly ill. The prince still attempted to get you to stay in bed longer, but when you protested he huffed.
âAlright, alright⌠stubborn little thing, arenât you?â
He snapped his fingers, servant girls appearing at your side immediately.
âYour highness,â they greeted, bowing before your bedmate. The prince waved a hand dismissively, rubbing his temple.
âTake my mate and get her a bath and some fresh clothes. Treat her well, she is your future empress after all.â
The servant girls bowed again, raising their hands. âYes, at once.â
They led you away, and you could only look back pathetically as he lounged in bed, watching you go with a smirk. Your plump rear was certainly a nice sight, and your hips swayed deliciously while you were guided away.
He couldnât wait to feel how warm your cunt was when he sank into you that night.
As you were led down the halls and into the bathhouse, you saw female royals and nobles alike being pampered by the servants. They were fed grapes, massaged, and even dressed.
You werenât even sure if they had ever lifted a hand to take care of themselves your entire life. It left you feeling sour. Every day had been a struggle to even put food on the table, much less properly take care of yourself, and here these women were completely pampered to the point their skin glowed.
In all honesty you had never seen yourself as anything special, but before you at least thought you could marry someone with a bit of wealth and settle down peacefully.
After seeing the beauties of the castle, you were left feeling⌠insecure. How could you ever compete with these gorgeous women?
Without much warning you were stripped down to your birthday suit. The servants werenât rough, but they werenât exactly gentle either as they helped you into the bath and scrubbed at your skin.
âFilthy, and you slept in the same bed as the prince. Have you no shame, human?â
You flinched as their nails dug lightly into your scalp. It was painful, but you dared not to make a sound.
âAnd those rags you wore⌠just disrespectful, Iâll say.â
Unfortunately, you agreed wholeheartedly, and wondered why such an elegant and noble person such as him dared to even touch you. After all, you had the entire dayâs sweat and dirt decorating your skin and clothes.
Unbeknownst to you, the fact that you had been sweaty and strongly scented played a big part in his list for you. A mate was meant to smell like themselves, and to him you smelled absolutely divine.
You looked away in shame as you were rinsed off. Although you felt rather uncomfortable, the floral scent of the soaps and the quality didnât go unnoticed by you. Never before had you had access to such luxurious toiletries. It was rare for you to have scented soap, but this moisturized your skin and made you feel like a brand new person.
âWorry not, we are well aware of the princeâs mating bond with you. Be you royalty or common folk, we will ensure you will look the part of a princess.â
With that, you were quickly dried off and moved along towards a dressing room.
As you waited in a small room, being told to water yourself, you could hear voices speaking softly nearby.
âTruly, one could even feel sorry for a common girl marrying that insane prince.â
âOh, dear heavens, do not let any of the celestial royalty hear such things.â
âBut I am not wrong, am I? I worry he will simply dispose of her when he is done. Even the humans know that the celestial beings here can do with them as they please and no one will bat an eye.â
You stayed quiet, simply staying near the warm hearth as you continued to dry off slowly. Of course you had heard rumors of the infamous deities residing within the celestial realm.
None of those rumors were good.
Despite feeling a bit nervous, you shook off their words. Even if you were to be tossed aside, you wanted to spend at least one day feeling beautiful and⌠loved.
If what this was could even qualify as love.
He had called you his mate, did celestial beings mate for life? You were human, it was something hard for your mortal mind to comprehend.
A mate⌠like a soulmate perhaps? Did that mean he thought the two of you were destined for one another?
Could that mean that none of this was natural, that you were bound together without much choice?
What if he was desperate for a mate and didnât truly love you?
These thoughts swirled around your head as you were brought into the dressing room.
Before you, rows upon rows of dresses and different types of clothing you had never seen before hung on racks. A few servant girls were already waiting in front of a mirror, holding measuring tape.
âStand here while we take your measurements.â
You held out your arms, cheeks hot as your naked body was put on display for various women. Their expressions were neutral, and they simply figured out what size you were before running off to fetch various clothing items.
This only added on to your stress.
âYour own personal wardrobe will be prepared shortly, but as the seamstresses are working, you will wear pre-prepared dresses.â
You were dressed in something elegant and flowy, a light blue and white in color. It was something you had never worn before, the fabric soft yet thick and warm.
âWith a bit of work, you will be ready for the banquet tonight. For now, the prince is requesting your presence at his bedside once more.â
A servant girl led you way, and you heard the others discussing how to prepare your hair and makeup later in the evening.
You were not looking forward to that.
You were led back to the room you woke up in. The smell of incense wafted from under the door, the lavender and vanilla scent making you relax.
âCome in,â the prince called out after the servant girl knocked. After being ushered in, you slowly adjusted to the darkness of the room and opened your eyes.
He was laid out in the bed, taking in your new look with eager eyes. âMmm⌠you clean up nicely, though I preferred your scent before.â
The prince gestured for you to join him in bed, and you quickly scurried to his side, shyly climbing in next to him. âWhatâs the reason for all this timid behavior? My tongue was buried deep inside of you last night, was it not? Thereâs nothing to be shy about.â
Your cheeks heated up once again, and you avoided his gaze. âS-saying things like that⌠isnât it a bit inappropriate for a p⌠prince? Wonât they-â
He laughed, grabbing your chin and turning you to face him. âAnd you think a prince would care who hears him speaking to his mate as he pleases? You are mine, how I talk to you is no oneâs business.â
The way he spoke made a shiver go down your spine. He was so confident⌠and you?
You were the daughter of a simple tavern owner, having no prospects other than hopefully marrying a decent man that would take good care of you.
Though you could feel your body yearning to be near him, almost instinctively drawing closer, you thought it was⌠strange.
Was the only thing connecting you to this beautiful man instinct? Though you ached when he looked your way, you couldnât help but feel empty.
What other reason than being forced by fate would a man like him choose to be by your side?
You softened when the pads of his fingertips slowly slid down your side. He was gentle with you, though you had the feeling he wasnât always like this.
âCome closer, I wish to hold you.â
Slowly you climbed to his side, melting into his touch when he cupped your chubby cheek.
The servant girls called him insane before, insinuating he was cruel and beastly.
But could someone with a touch this gentle truly hurt you?
âYou look lovely. Perfect, Iâd say,â he mumbled, burying his nose into your hair. You held onto his sleeve, feeling his horns lightly rub against you.
â⌠you call me lovely, but I donât think Iâve ever seen a more handsome man than you.â
He chuckled, his chest tumbling pleasantly. âAm I? Darling, youâre going to make me blush.â
You could tell he was lightly teasing you, which led you to letting out an involuntary huff. This made the dragon princeâs laugh increase in volume.
âOh? My little mate is pouting now? How cute.â
He tilted your chin up, taking in the way your chubby cheeks puffed out lightly, and how your lips pursed.
âAhh, youâre going to be the end of me, darling. I can hardly control myself when youâre looking at me like that,â he purred, his voice almost a growl.
Before he could continue his teasing, there was another knock at the door. His demeanor shifted from relaxed and amused to irritated in seconds.
âWho dares to interrupt my time with my precious mate?â
You rested your head against his chest as a woman entered. She certainly was no servant girl, you could tell by the silk and thick wool she wore.
âMotherâŚâ
He held you close, wrapping his arms around your body and tucking your head under his chin. It was almost like an animal protecting its young from a vicious predator.
The woman before you had icy blue eyes, dark hair, and pale skin. It was almost like she was looking into your soul, judging you from within.
Though she looked so different from the prince, he called her his motherâŚ
âYou are to report to your father within the hour with your⌠so called mate. He will be the judge on if this is an actual mating bond this time. You should hope it is, to save yourself the embarrassment.â
With one last look that could freeze hell itself, she turned away, a servant girl shutting the door for her.
You looked up to ask the prince about the woman from before, but he looked distant and cold himself. He stared at your soft body, caressing your cheek and keeping you close to his chest.
â⌠worry not about that hag, my love. She is not my true mother, simply a woman the emperor, my father has married.â
Though he told you not to worry, the way he held you was enough to have you tense.
The prince held you as if letting you go could only invite trouble⌠and you knew that woman was the reason for his uneasiness.
Walking with him through the halls made you feel like a princess. People bowed as you passed by, but you noticed others retreated out of fear. Though he kept up a cold facade, you could feel his grip tighten on your hand each time a servant or royal scurried away.
Her presence definitely had a profound effect on him.
He stopped before a massive door, so big it could easily crush you if it were to fall forward. Carved into the dark oak were images of what you could only assume was the banquet of the Chinese zodiac.
They danced and feasted all over the door, and in the center was a dragon watching over them all. The eyes of the dragon were encrusted with sparkling red jewels, and it almost felt like they followed your every movement.
The doors opened, relieving you of the dragonâs intense stare⌠only for you to come face to face with a real one.
âFather,â the prince acknowledged the dragon, bowing low before you blinked rapidly.
âF-father!?â
The dragon before you was easily the size of the tavern you worked at, if bigger. It sat on a (most likely) custom made thrown, glaring down at your with red eyes that matched the one from the door.
âAh, your mate already sees me as a father. How cute.â
You stiffened as the dragon stood, causing the palace to shake. Everywhere you turned, people either continued on or stood politely nearby, completely⌠calm!?
So, trying to fit in, you bit the inside of your cheek and looked up, meeting his eye. You reached out your hand as he approached.
âItâs good to meet you, y-your highness. My name is (Name).â
The prince gave you an amused, incredulous look from the corner of his eye, but you could see the way the corner of his mouth twitched in panic.
The floor shook with the emperorâs laughter, his tail lashing behind him and knocking over a potted plant.
âMy son, your supposed mate is quite funny. She offers me her hand like a commoner would, not surprising considering her upbringing.â
Though his words sounded rude, there was no malice behind it. He reached out one of his claws, and you shook it.
It took you a moment to register the cool feeling of his claw turning into the warmth of a human hand. He had shifted into a more humanoid form⌠and a handsome one at that.
Though he was older and taller, you could tell the resemblance to the prince. He was definitely his father, there was no doubting that.
âI assume this form may be less threatening to a human such as yourself. It may not seem like it, but I take no pleasure in frightening those who may become my family.â
His touch was firm, but not rough. The emperor moved away from you just as the princeâs arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his chest.
âAh, my apologies, son. Sheâs yours, isnât she?â
The princeâs appearance had changed slightly, his dragon features becoming more prominent. Dark scales appeared along his face and arms, his horns growing in size to the point they looked too heavy for his head.
It was clear he was incredibly protective of you, disliking his father being too friendly with his mate. It made you feel quite happy, seeing how worked up he got over a perceived threat.
Your fingertips lights caressed his cheek, and slowly he calmed down. His scales flattened out into smooth skin again, and he rested his chin on your shoulder.
âItâs alright,â you murmured, kissing his cheek. âDonât fuss, everything will be okay.â
Something about you soothed his soul in a way no one else could. To anyone watching, it was obvious that you were his soulmate.
âIt seems you have finally found the one, my son.â
Your hand suddenly grew hot, and you yelped as you held your hand up to see what was causing the sudden pain.
There was now a ring on your ring finger, the color of the stone the same as the princeâs eyes. On his hand was a matching band, encrusted with jewels that matched your eyes.
âI have recognized your mating bond as being valid. The wedding shall take place when the moon is full once more.â
The prince squeezed your hand, his thumb running over your new ring possessively. You could tell by the way he sniffed at you that he was eager to get you back to his bedroom.
Though part of you was thrilled to be tied to someone that made your heart flutter inside your chest⌠insecurities still lingered in your mind.
Did he truly love you? Youâd only known him for 24 hours, there was no way he could⌠it all had to be because of your mating bondâŚ
Right..?
Almost as if sensing your unease, the emperor chuckled. âMy son, it seems you and your mate are eager to consummate this mating bond. Perhaps itâs time to show her your feelings.â
With that, he gave a nod to one of the deities lounging about nearby. âBegin preparations for the wedding⌠and tell everyone that interrupting the future emperor and empress tonight will bring severe punishments.â
The two of you were dismissed with a wave of the emperorâs hand, and your lover was quick to gather you in his arms and carry you back to his room.
âFather may be intimidating and married to the most evil bitch alive, but at least he can understand that the newly tied need privacy.â
You whimpered when his face nuzzled against your neck, your heart beating faster as he inhaled your scent.
âGods⌠Iâll be mating with you before the banquet, I cannot hold back any longerâŚâ
The second the door to his room was closed, his lips smashed into yours. He was desperate for you, his hands roaming your plump hips and holding on tightly.
âYour scent has been driving me insane⌠I need you, darlingâŚâ
You let out a whimper as he lowered you onto the bed, your thighs trembling lightly at the memory of last night. Pleasures unimaginable had been given to you, and you were sure that it would only get better now.
ButâŚ
â⌠are you sure this is what you want?â
His lips paused on your neck, his hands moving from your hips to your face. He held onto your chin, tilting it up to meet his face. â⌠what do you mean, my love? Of course I want you, weâre mates-â
âIs that the only reason!?â
His eyes widened when you raised your voice, the tension in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. The past day you had been doubting his love for you, seeing it as only instinctualâŚ
â(Name)⌠you donât understand how much I adore you.â
You melted as he kisses your eyelids, his touch tender and affectionate. âFrom the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew that you were the one. Mating bonds are important, but that doesnât mean I donât love you outside of it. Youâre kind, you make me smile and feel likeâŚâ
He sighed, his thumb caressing your cheek. âLet me show you something.â
The prince pulled back, and you felt your body ache when his warmth faded from your skin. He slowly disrobed, letting the expensive fabric fall to the ground.
His torso was littered with scars, long and jagged, all seemed to be caused by fighting. The prince didnât meet your eye as he spoke.
âMost celestial deities heal wounds like these easily, but try as I might, these scars do not seem to heal. It is because⌠I am weak.â
He hung his head in shame, hair falling to hide his face. âHow can I even think of taking care of a mate when I canât even protect you? Iâm-
You reached out and grabbed his hand before he continued. You placed your fingertips over one of his scars, shaking your head.
âDonât say thatâŚâ
It was quiet, your touch soothing on his scarred skin. He shuddered as your traces each wound, every movement of your fingers tender and full of love.
âHaving scars doesnât make you weak, not at all⌠it shows youâve survived so much⌠itâs evidence of how strong you are.â
The prince did not say anything, simply wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to his chest. All he could have ever wanted was his mate to accept him as he was, completely.
You truly were meant to be his.
âI need you, (Name), my love⌠my body burns with desire every time you touch me.â
He had waited long enough. Being so close to you had caused him to slowly enter an almost rut like state. If he couldnât mate with you soon, heâd go crazy.
âThen I want you to have me⌠I need to be yoursâŚâ you said, leaning into his touch. His chest tumbled at your words, the scales from before coming back. This time it wasnât out of anger, no, he was very pleased.
âAs you wish, my love. I will make you mine entirely, just give me your trust and I will give you my heart.â
This time you initiated the kiss, much to his delight. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in.
A battle for dominance began, your tongues fighting but you gave in quickly. He was strong, and you wanted him to ravish you. You were giving yourself to him.
He was quick to shred through your clothes. The displeasure of such a nice dress going to waste only lasted for a second before you melted into his arms.
âDivine, just gorgeousâŚâ he murmured, groping one of your breasts. âYouâre truly the most beautiful woman Iâve ever seenâŚâ
He lightly tugged at one of your nipples, the other one sucked on lightly. His tongue swirled around the perky bud, his free hand moving downwards, towards your clothed cunt.
For a minute he rubbed you through your underwear, lightly circling your clit. His ear twitched when you let out a breathy moan, your hips bucking lightly into his hand.
His cock twitched, already erect and desperate to be inside of you. But he was a gentleman, and couldnât bear the thought of potentially hurting his mate.
So he was gentle, removing your soaked underwear and prodding at your needy hole. âLook at that, someone is excitedâŚâ
âSays youâŚâ you managed to get out between moans, feeling his fingers curl up and hit the perfect spot inside of you. âYouâre spilling precum all over my thighsâŚâ
He grinned, enjoying your back and forth banter. âOh? Then perhaps itâs time to get on with it. After allâŚâ
His head pushed against your cunt, eliciting a moan from both of you. âI donât want to waste a single drop of my seed⌠it all needs to be inside of my mateâŚâ
And then he penetrated you. At first it hurt, the stretch feeling uncomfortable, like you were being pulled apart. Youâd never seen a human man naked, but you assumed he was bigger than average.
If you had to guess, youâd say he was around 8-9 inches long, and girty too. Taking him wasnât easy, and he hated seeing tears well up in your eyes because of him.
Being inside of you felt heavenly. You were warm and tight, and he could cum just from being fully sheathed in your fat cunt⌠but he felt terrible for feeling so much pleasure while you were in pain.
âItâs going to be alright, sweetheartâŚâ he murmured, one of his claws caressing your hips. âIâm going to be gentle, this pain wonât last for longâŚâ
He peppered kisses along your neck, waiting patiently for you to calm down and for the pain to ease. The prince was well aware of the size difference between you and him, and that if he wasnât careful during mating, his form could shift and grow larger, potentially harming you.
He was right, soon the pain began to ebb away, dulling until all you could feel was pleasure washing over your body. His cock twitched inside of you, and you arched your back.
âReady?â
You nodded, your chest rising and falling as your breathing picked up. He could feel how wet you were, and began to move slowly.
The moan the movements of his lips elicited from you caused him to groan, his eyes flicking to your flustered face.
âM-more⌠please?â
Though there was part of him that wanted to make you beg and plead for more, he wanted to fuck you too much to pause and wait. They had all of the time in the world to make love, but right now he needed you desperately.
His hips slapped against yours as he picked up the pace, claws gripping so tightly that you could feel them piercing your skin.
But that light pain paled in comparison to the intense pleasure you felt as your velvety walls clenched around him in your first orgasm of the night.
âSo good⌠so fucking goodâŚâ
He groaned into your neck, breathing your scent mixed in with the smell of sex in the air. The prince could have gotten drunk off of that alone.
Your head soon grew fuzzy with pleasure, and all you could think of was how good it felt to be absolutely ravished by your mate.
All thoughts of gentleness were thrown out the window as he threw one of your legs over his shoulder so he could push deeper inside. He watched as he cock moved in and out, covered in your slickâŚ
When he came, you felt yourself being stretched, his cock swelling inside of you. So much cum was stuffed into your womb, your tummy full of his seed.
Something about being filled with your mateâs cum felt⌠right. Like it was the natural thing to do, he needed to stuff you full of his seed like a good mate shouldâŚ
He stayed inside for a while, rutting against you even as he continued to cum. He didnât want to leave your warmthâŚ
But despite that, he was nowhere near satisfied⌠but despite your whines, he pulled out a moment later.
â⌠gods⌠donât fret, my love⌠we can continue after dinner. Trust me, youâll need your energy for tonight.â
He gave your clit one last teasing flick before pulling your soaked panties back over your cunt.
âAh, my love⌠youâll need another bath. Iâll fetch the-â
You held onto his hand, shaking your head. âI wanna⌠take a bath with youâŚâ
In reality you didnât want to be with those gossiping women again. The things they said about the prince upset you, and you werenât sure if youâd be able to hold your tongue this time.
Even if some of the rumors might be true, your mate wasnât some monster. He was kind to you, he yearned for acceptance in a world that deemed him weak for having scars.
âA bath with me, hmm? Canât get enough of me can you?â
Though he was teasing you, it was clear the fact you wanted to stay near him brought the prince endless joy. âIt seems my puppy knows where her home is already.â
This made you pout, and he cooed over you. âOh, donât make that face, Iâm joking.â
With that he lifted you up, kissing your forehead. âOf course you can bathe with me. Iâd rather not have anyone else see you covered in my seed anyways.â
You let him rinse you off, his hands lingering on your messy cunt as his cock fucked your thighs. You were both still feeling needy, wanting to fuck like rabbits, but were holding back.
It wasnât easy, and you felt your cheeks grow warm over how much a whore youâd become in 24 hours. All you could think of was him sinking his cock inside of you againâŚ
âMmmâŚâ he purred against your neck, rubbing the washcloth over your tits as his cock stayed nestled between your thighs. âI donât think Iâll ever get used to your bodyâŚâ
He gently squished your soft belly, playing with your warm and malleable fat. âSo squishy, I love it so muchâŚâ
From one look around the palace you noticed most of the women were quite thin, so it was safe to assume he really had never been in the arms of a woman like you.
You were chubby, with thick thighs and an ample bosom. To just commoners, you were seen as a fertile woman that could handle childbirth without any problems.
And it seemed his dragon side went completely feral at that thought.
The two of you cuddled as you waited for the servant girls to bring your fitted dresses. There was a fluffy robe for each of you waiting on the freshly cleaned bed after your bath.
This was what being rich probably felt like. Being waited on hand and foot, not even having to tell someone to clean your cum and sweat soaked sheets.
With an embarrassed squee, you made a mental note to thank the women that had to clean that up later. It couldnât have been an easy task.
A knock on the door caused you to look up. The servant girl from before bowed, walking in and offering her hand.
âI can dress you n-â
The prince pulled you back into his lap, growling lowly as his scales popped up all over his body. Even his face looked more reptilian than human.
âDonât you dare touch her without my permission.â
You blinked in surprise, glancing up at him and raising an eyebrow. He seemed almost feral, and you could feel him rubbing against you, trying to make sure you were covered in his scent.
The servant girl was on the floor, trembling and holding her arms up to defend herself, which caused your mate to ease up. You could tell he felt guilty for lashing out at a defenseless woman, but he was on edge knowing youâd be seeing his stepmother again at dinner.
â⌠I apologize, I shouldnât have yelled at you.â
His grip loosened on you, allowing you to feel all forward and help the woman up. âGet her dressed⌠then take the day off.â
You glanced back at him as the servant girl dressed yiu with shaking hands. It was clear he felt terrible despite the cold facade he had up. You knew you mate well, already able to tell when he was upset.
âMy loveâŚâ
He perked up when you were fully dressed, your hair and makeup done to perfection. The princeâs tail slapped against the floor, his cheeks flushed a light pink.
âYouâre gorgeousâŚâ
When he realized how lovestruck he looked, the prince cleared his throat. His signature cocky smirk overtook his face once more, and he offered his arm to you. âMay I escort you to the banquet, my princess?â
You gave him a fond smile, taking his arm. âIt would be an honor, my prince.â
He escorted you to the banquet, barely holding back from grabbing your ass as his hand slipped to your lower back. You just smelled way too fragrant, making his cock twitch in his pants as he imagined being inside of you again.
âWelcome.â
The prince froze in place, his hand pausing on the small of your back as he met eyes with his fatherâs wife.
âMother. Thank you for putting this togetherâŚâ he said, his tail slowly wrapping around your lower half and pulling you close. It seemed his dragon features became more prominent when he wanted to protect youâŚ
âI hope your little⌠mate knows proper etiquette. She will not embarrass me at this banquet. Having a commoner, a mere human peasant as a mate is already humiliating enough, so make sure you keep her in check.â
Your smile faltered, an uncomfortable silence falling over the two of you.
The princeâs jaw tensed up. â⌠donât speak of her as if she is not here. Whether you like it or not, sheâs my mate and I love her.â
Her face became even colder, her eyes narrowing. âYou should watch who youâre talking to. Iâm the empress, y-â
âAnd? (Name) will soon be the empress herself, so have some damn respect!â
His stepmother drew back, clutching her pearls. âI hope you know your father will hear about this!â
With that, she turned on her heels and left. You glanced at him, holding onto his sleeve. â⌠why does she treat you like that? You donât deserve itâŚâ
He huffed, crossing his arms. âItâs because Iâm the son of a concubine. She hasnât been able to birth a son for my father, meaning none of her children will be able to take the throne. Itâs pathetic, and Iâm not afraid of her anymore.â
He pulled out your chair for you, smiling fondly. âWhen I was a child, she used to terrorize me⌠but I have someone I need to protect now. I donât have time to be afraid of some old hag.â
Before you could sit, he took your seat and pulled you into his lap. âMaybe itâs better if you stay close. She can be pretty vindictive. AndâŚâ
You felt his bulge rub lightly against you.
âWe should have some fun at our own banquet, shouldnât we?â
The table was filled with various foods, some you had never seen before, but everything smelled absolutely delicious.
There were deities taking seats all around you, some glancing your way but quickly turning when the prince bared his fangs. Not a single person dared to challenge him, not when his protectiveness was high due to mating with you for the first time.
The emperor and empress entered the banquet hall, and everyone stood besides you and the prince. He kept you seated on his lap, lightly moving your hips along his clothed erection.
The two took their seats, and the emperor waved his hand, causing everyone to sit as well.
âAs you all know by now, you've all been gathered here to celebrate my sonâs success in finding his mate. Now that he has one, the throne shall be passed down to him after the wedding.â
Whispers broke out among the dinner guests, some upset and others curious. You wanted to hide away, having everyoneâs eyes on you made your heart race.
âSilence.â
Not a single peep could be heard when the emperorâs voice rang out in the banquet hall, echoing off the walls.
âI heard my son was disrespectful towards the empress. Was that right, my son?â
The empress stared down at the happy couple, her lip twitching into a sinister smile. The prince gave his father a nod.
âShe bad mouthed my mate. If you were in my shoes, you would have done the same thing.â
Before the empress could retort, the emperor held up his hand. âI see. I hope my family can get along in the future. After all, my son will soon be the emperor.â
His eyes shifted towards the empress. âSome of you would do well to remember that soon, he will be the one in charge.â
The empress quietly seethed after that, and the banquet continued without a hitch. As you ate, he rubbed at your belly, his fingers occasionally brushing against your crotch.
He was an absolute horndog, needing you like a man dying of thirst needs water.
âWeâll be taking our leave now,â your mate announced once you both had your fill. He did nothing to hide his erection, lifting you into his arms.
âI hope you keep your promise to make sure no one bothers us, father.â
The emperor simply chuckled, waving the two of you away. âGo on, you wonât be disturbed.â
With every step he took towards your shared bedchambers, the prince became more beastly. It seemed it was hard to keep his human form when he was this needy for you.
The second you were both behind closed doors, his cock was already out of his pants and rubbing against your back, his hands trembling with excitement as he lifted your dress to stare at your drooling cunt.
âYou need me, donât you princess?â
His fingers dragged along your wetness, gathering up your slick before bringing it to his mouth. âI could taste you for hoursâŚâ
You felt his fingers pump in and out of you, and this time he wasnât as gentle. He bit down on your thigh, leaving a few hickeys and bite marks along your soft flesh.
Anyone that saw you would know you were his, the prince would make sure of that.
Your brain was already starting to turn to mush, you werenât sure if youâd be completely luciduribg this. It just felt so good, he was an expert at this.
His long, textured tongue lapped at your folds. It was almost like a catâs tongue, just less rough, and it was replacing his fingers. Thatâs how long it was.
He tongue fucked you, his hands squeezing your thighs as he drew out your moans and cries, lightly smacking your ass when you squirmed. It was a gentle warning to stay stillâŚ
The prince wanted to enjoy his meal.
You came around his tongue, clenching as your hips bucked wildly upwards, and only then did he draw back and give you a lust filled look.
Thatâs when he slowly pushed his cock into you, the familiar feeling of you warmth making him melt against you. Nothing else had ever made him feel so at home, he only got this feeling when he was buried inside of your cunt. This was where he was supposed to plant his seed, and he had to breed you.
He rammed into you, moving his lips to your neck to suck and bite at you as he pounded your poor pussy.
But after a moment, he pulled out, his hand on your belly as he panted softly. The way you whimpered and begged for him to continue was endearing, but he had other things in mind.
âYouâre mine⌠and I just canât hold back anymoreâŚâ
His form frew, his cock nearly doubling inside as he became the closest to a dragon yet. Dark scales covered his body, massive arms at eaither of your sides keeping you caged underneath him. His scaly underbelly brushed against you,
Though his cock was intimidatingly big and would stretch you out to your limit, he knew he could fit it inside of you.
It throbbed, laying against your belly as he leaned forward to nudge his dragon head against your face in an affectionate and possessive display.
Though for a moment you felt fear seeing such a beast hovering over you, his eyes met yours and you relaxed. This was still the prince⌠and you loved him even in this form. Not despite it, no, you adored his smooth black scales that felt like cool river rocks and the warmth of his belly.
âI need youâŚâ he murmured, his chest rumbling with a purr. âIf⌠you donât want this, Iâll-â
You lifted your hips, letting the top lip of his cock rub against your folds. He let out a growl, his hips snapping forward, and you felt him pushing in.
Even though the stretch felt like your virginity was being taken for a second time, you kissed his snout. âO want thisâŚâ
With your confirmation, he sunk fully in, giving you a moment to adjust before he began to move.
Moans and whimpers echoed through the room as your lover fucked you stupid. With each slap of his hips against yours, you saw stars.
Your tummy bulged with his cock, his claw running over the imprint. âYouâre taking me so well, such a good little mateâŚâ
His balls tightened, and he roared as he came inside of you for the first time that night. Hot, thick ropes of sticky cum shot inside of you, filling your womb and making your belly feel hot.
But he wasnât done with you, not even close.
The prince turned you on your back, his teeth sinking into your shoulder as he mounted you, pounding your pussy at an animalistic pace. Your cunt clenched around him so perfectly, the fat flesh on your ass rippling with each powerful thrust.
A clawed hand reached between your legs, carefully rubbing at your clit. He loved the way you came around his cock, how you cried out for more even as you were stuffed to the brink with his cum.
âI know, my sweet, you want it all donât you? Selfish little thing, but I love you all the same.â
He pushed your face into the pillow, growling and purring into your ear as he listened to your muffled moans. You were drooling, your eyes glazed over with pleasured tears, and his chest swelled with pride to know he was the one making you feel this way.
No one else could see you in this state. Your body bare and covered in your own cum, his beginning to drip out of your cunt. You were an utter mess, only able to moan and babble out pleas for more, and each time you did he fulfilled your requests.
After all, he was a good mate. You wanted him to touch you, to increase his speed, or change the angle of his hips so his cock hit the perfect spot? Heâd do so in a heartbeat, all to please you.
The prince slumped over you, slowly reverting back to his humanoid form as he came inside of you again. You were worn out, and he could see your pussy clenching around nothing when he pulled out.
âAww, still needyâŚâ
He gathered up some of his cum, cooing softly as he shoved it back into you with his fingers, pumping them in and out. âLook at you, wasting all of this. Naughty girl, do I have to start all over again?â
The night was long, and every time you grew too exhausted to carry on, he used a bit of his power to rejuvenate you. Heated kisses were left along your bruised skin, a satisfied purr leaving his throat as he spotted some of the hickeys and bites he had given you earlier.
âYou look so pretty, decorated with my marks. No one else would dare to even lay a finger on you, not when youâre completely covered in my scent and bites.â
He nuzzled against your neck as you sat on his lap, cockwarming him. The prince was kind enough to give you a break, though he couldnât bear to pull out of you, even for a second.
The prince smiled fondly, rubbing his hand over your swollen belly. âYou know⌠Iâd be happy if you were able to carry my young, but I know thereâs a chance it wonât happen due to our difference in anatomy.â
He nibbled softly on your neck and shoulder. âBut I donât care, youâre my mate regardless. Having children would be nice but itâs not a necessity.â
You sighed in relief. In all honesty, part of you had been afraid he would abandon you for another celestial deity if you could not produce an heir. You were only human after allâŚ
His teeth grazed your jaw, but you felt no fear. âMmm⌠Iâve only known you a day but it feels like an eternity. Perhaps that is what being soul bonded to someone feels likeâŚâ
âI feel that way too⌠itâs like weâve always been together, or at least⌠we were meant to be.â
The two of you shared a kiss, one of his hands on your ample breast, squeezing the soft flesh as his tongue ran across yours.
Once you both were worn out and the sun had come up, he finally curled up in bed with you to rest properly. Binge again you felt almost like a newborn baby being held and protected, safe and warm. You were getting used to this kind of thing⌠getting used to being loved.
When you awoke with a whine, you were being carried away by the prince. He glanced down, giving you a quick kiss. âQuiet now, love. Weâre going to escape for a bit. Letâs call it our early honeymoon.â
You let out a laugh, quickly shushed by your mate. âBut we havenât even married yet, love.â
The prince grinned. âYes, but once weâre married Iâll have too many responsibilities to take care of because Iâll be emperor. Letâs enjoy our freedom until then.â
He leapt across a sea of stars, and you reached down to touch it. Bits of stardust clung to your fingertips, glowing brightly.
âThereâs a hot spring, weâll relax there for a few days⌠or until they notice weâre missing.â
The celestial hot springs were beautiful, and once you stepped into the water, you felt your body relax and melt. âOh wowâŚâ
The prince pulled you in, holding you in his lap. âB-but this isnât the mixed bath, you shouldnât-â
You were quieted when his cock nudged against you. The two of you were both still very sensitive from your mating bond, there was no way you could say no to having him inside of you.
âMmmâŚâ
He admired your curves, one of his hands giving your soft belly a squish as you lowered yourself onto his cock. âPretty girl knows where the best seat in the house is, doesnât she?â
You pouted, but he was right. The last few days had been utter bliss, you were already addicted to your mateâs scent and cum.
Just a whiff of his cologne or musk was enough to have you clench around him, and he was close to bursting when he smelled your arousal.
âGood girl, my sweet little mateâŚâ
He bounced you on his cock lazily, sinking into the water a bit as he licked at your neck.
âI love you, (Name).â
You leaned against his chest, letting him guide your hips up and down. He was good at this, knowing when to speed up or change his rhythm to really get you going.
âAnd I love you, my prince. More than anything⌠youâve made my life worth living.â
He tucked your head under his chin, embracing you. It wasnât long before the two of you were done in the hot springs and ready to continue your love making in the bedroom.
The two of you spent several days at the hot spring, enjoying the water, food, and making love as often as possible. By the time someone came to pick you up, you were sure the hot spring was at least 80% cum.
âSorry, future customer,â you thought to yourself, leaving against the prince as he guided you to the carriage.
It had all been like a dream. He had whisked you away into a fairy tale world, making you feel like a real life princess.
For the rest of your life, he would worship and adore you. With every kiss and touch, that fact was made clear.
To be loved by the prince was an honor. You were the thing he treasured the most, and you would continue to love him just as he was.
âDo you think dreams come true?â your asked, leaning against his shoulder as the carriage continued on towards the palace.
âMhm, I do,â the prince murmured, pulling you closer. âBecause Iâve been dreaming of this my entire life⌠and I finally have you.â
You smiled and drifted off in his arms, feeling like the luckiest girl ever.
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When you, a puppy!hybrid first learned of your bunny!hybrid bfâs rut, you were very excited. He was such a cute little thing, and you couldnât wait to tease his cock and help him through his rut by stroking him and riding him until he criedâŚ
Those were your plans, butâŚ
âH-hold on, too much!â
You cried out, your pussy puffy and swollen from abuse as your boyfriend held onto your hips, fucking into you at an agonizing pace.
âC-canât stop⌠too good, gotta fill you upâŚâ
He grabbed onto your tail, whimpering softly into your floppy puppy ear as he knotted you yet again. You would think heâd give you a break, but no. He kept rutting into you even as your pussy stretched over his swollen, throbbing knot.
His fluffy bunny ears twitched, his cotton tail wagging furiously. You felt so warm, so good, all he could think of was breeding your puppy cunt.
He could almost imagine how precious you would look with your belly heavy and swollen with his kits, milk leaking out of your fat titsâŚ
Youâd never been so exhausted, your heats didnât compare at all to his rut. He fucked you into the early morning, your thighs shaking and stomach full of his cum.
âSorry, pupâŚâ he whispered into your ear, rutting into your cunt lazily as you slept. âBut you said you wanted to help⌠and it made me so happyâŚâ
The next week was full of mating, and by the end of it there was no doubt youâd end up pregnant.
Youâd never underestimate a bunnyâs rut again.