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satrs · 1 year

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𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘩é! // PART 1 Part 2

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚑é 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎m!

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; 𝙸𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚁𝚒𝚗. 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚒𝚔𝚞. 𝚁𝚎𝚘 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚈𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒.

Tags; !NSFW CONTENT MDNI! cringey porn tropes. Dirty talk. STEPCEST. Blowjob. Fingering. unprotected sex. porn without plot. age gap(Isagi). Outdoor sex. Slut calling (like once)

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 1.1k

ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ!

ITOSHI RIN + HELP, I’M STUCK!

“Rinnie!”, your cry for help didn’t get unnoticed by the young man, running to where he seemed to have located your voice, ready to help you in need.

When he heard you call him, he thought that you maybe slipped and fell or couldn’t reach for something in the top shelve — but not this.

He was confronted with your head in the washing machine, ass up in the air, wiggling from side to side in an attempt to free yourself out of this situation.

The tight hot pants you wore, rising up with every wiggle of your hips, revealing more of your flesh with every second passing.

„Rinnieeee! Please do something! I can’t get out!“ , your whine sounded straight up pornographic, causing your step-brother to take in a deep breath.

„Stop whining. I’ll think of something alright?“, he calmed you, wiggling coming to an end, helping the young man calm his already throbbing dick.

But when he stepped towards you, he noticed that you didn’t have any panties on. Fuck.

Cursing under his breath, he began to free himself from his pants, causing you to shift at the sound of clothes falling.

“What are you doing, step bro?”, you questioned, excitement rushing through every cell of your being.

„This is all your fault. Walking around with those slutty pants.“ Rin’s hand came in contact with your ass, causing you to yelp at the impact of his palm. „And not even panties on? Tch. What a slut“

He pulled down your flimsy pants in one swift motion, fingers sliding through your wet folds and into your hole, earning an eager moan from you.

Positioning his throbbing cock at your aching hole, he let out a satisfied sigh at the feeling of your tight heat swallowing him whole.

„You’re so dirty, step sis. Soaking wet, and I didn’t even do anything yet. If you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked nicely.“

OLIVER AIKU + DID SOMEONE ORDER PIZZA?

You rushed to the door at the sound of the bell ringing, peeping through the door to see who it might be.

As you saw an all too familiar logo, you happily opened your door, revealing a tall and handsome man in working uniform, holding your delivery in both of his hands.

“Here is your pizza, madam.” The man looked awfully handsome, almost causing you to drool on the spot.

Stopping yourself, you went on to quickly grab your purse and pay for your delivery.

As you were about to hand the man money, you realized.

„Shit! I don’t get enough to pay for it!“, you were feeling embarrassed as the man flashed you a nervous smile.

Then, an idea came to your head. “Uhmm… how about you come in, and I pay you differently?”, she offered, biting her lip in a seducing manner.

“I wouldn’t mind, madam.” the man stated, stepping into your home.

“Shittt“, the man groans, head falling onto the headrest of your couch.

You smiled to yourself at his groans of pleasure, moving your wet muscle from his base all the way up to the tip, swirling your tongue around it, smirk adoring your face.

He sensually bit his lip, placing his hand on top of your head, urging you to take him deeper, letting out a shaky breath as he felt his tip hitting the back of your throat.

„This delivery will be on the house.“

REO MIKAGE + CAN YOU HELP ME, DOC’?

“Doc’, it hurts”, you whined, causing the young doctor to hurry over to you in worry.

„Where does it hurt, miss?“, he questioned, trying to help you and remove the pain your suffering from.

He really wants his sweet patient to feel alright, afterall.

„H-here…“, you softly implied, hand traveling down your stomach, your legs spread on the examination table, fingers stopping right over your closed heat, innocently looking up to him through your lashes.

Reo realised your intentions, smirk playing on his face as he replaced your hand with his, hand slowly creeping it's way into your pants, shoving your panties to the side.

„Right here?“ His voice was laced in lust as he earned a soft sigh and nod from you at the action, deciding to take it up a notch and play with your aching clit.

„Does it feel better?“ he questioned, face closely to yours, eyes hanging low in pleasure.

„N-no, inside…“, you answered, hand flying down to his as he entered your wet pussy with two of his fingers.

You moaned out loudly, thighs clenching around his hand because of the overwhelming pleasure he was giving you with only his fingers.

„Better?“, questioned, speed of his fingers increasing, curling them so he can hit that one spot that made you unravel underneath him repeatedly.

Your nod didn’t satisfy him, causing him too crinkle his eyes in disbelief.

„I don’t think so. How about we try it with something longer, hmm?“

ISAGI YOICHI + OH, POOLBOY!

„Yoichiii! Yo-ho!“, the young Male turned around from trying to clean the pool, getting meet with you, beeming a big smile into his directon, waving at him.

His eyes couldn’t help but wander down to your tits, bikini almost a bit to revealing, the fat of your tits spilling out on the side, almost flashing him.

„Come over and give a lonely woman some company, would you, honey?“, you called out to him, smirk creeping it’s way onto your face as you noticed him walking up to you.

It was an extremely hot day, leaving everyone in the area sweating and huffing, Isagi was no exception. His white shirt clinging tightly onto him, his firm abs being visible through it. He took the end of his shirt, whipping off the sweat on his face with it.

You almost drooled at the action, your shameless gawking at his exposed V-line not going unnoticed by him.

„My husband isn’t home, you know“, you mentioned while taking a sip of your lemonade, sensually sucking on the straw attached to it.

This is what caused you to be in this condition, legs folded in half while Isagi drilled into you, hips smacking against your ass with every roll of his hips.

„Bet your husband can’t fuck you as good as I do“, he grunted, pace of his hips never stopping.

He was right. You've never experienced such overwhelming pleasure. His cock hit every spot inside of your hot heat.

„Isn’t that right, madam?“, Isagi snapped you out of your thoughts by taking your chin into his hand, holding it close to his face, hot breath tickling your nose.

„Y-yes Yoichi! So good!“

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lonelystarrs · 1 year

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Dry Your Eyes, Mate.

Oliver Aiku X FemReader

Sometimes it’s too late, sometimes the timing is never right.

Inspired by my post: Oliver Aiku has a rideable face, but needs a jab in the throat.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI • NSFW • smut • oral receiving (fem) • karma • angst no comfort • Oliver Pining • hints of past cheating •

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Hate was a strong word to use, some not really ever fully understanding the true depth of it, saying it so freely when it should only be used for things that truly made you feel it.

Oh, but you did.

Hate was something that made your skin crawl, it boiled the acid in your stomach and plagued your mind like a disease.

That’s what hate was.

It was so close to love, so close in fact sometimes it was hard to tell the two apart, it’s odd isn’t it?

You didn’t hate many things in life, not many things made your skin crawl, or your fists clench and your teeth grit.

But Oliver Aiku did.

God he made you want to scream and punch something.

That smug little smile on his face whenever he looked at you, even now as he looked up at you glaring down at him, your thighs either side his head as his hands danced over them. Squeezing the fat and muscle before massaging with his thumbs.

His hair was a mess, light sweat dotting across his forehead and dark strands stuck to parts of his face. He was worked up from the rough kissing, the grinding and now his mouth was watering with how close he was to running his tongue through your pussy.

“Knew you couldn’t stay away too long, we work together, just accept it.”

Your eyes rolled at his cocky words and suggestive tone, ignoring them you lifted yourself from his chest, one hand running through his hair to pull his head back and he winced, his teeth gritting but he chuckled through it.

“Oi, it only gets me off more when you get all bratty!”

“Oliver?”

Those odd coloured eyes looked up at you all glassy, seeing you above him like that looking so fucking pretty for him. That dainty lilac see through, lacy bra cupping your tits, your hair in a high pony tail, plump pink lips all glossy and swollen from him kissing you.

“Yeah babe?”

“Just shut up will you?”

“Mak-“

He didn’t have time to finish as you lowered yourself to sit over his face, his lips pressing into your pussy as you wiggled on him to find the place you wanted to be touched, an airy moan leaving you as his hot breath fanned against your clit.

“Use your tongue Aiku, s’all your damn mouth is good for.”

He hummed into you his tongue lifting to brush against your swollen clit before sucking on it. Your body stuttered at his actions and you lifted yourself to roll your hips in time with his tongue, fucking his face to chase your own high.

“Ngh- that’s it, good boy.”

Fuck he loved it when you sang like that to him, all breathy and satisfied —praising him with that haunting phrase of ‘good boy.’

His thick cock flexed against his stomach, reacting as arousal shot through his body to his lower half. His hips bucking up by their own accord as he tried to find his own stimulation for his throbbing dick.

Drool and slick covered his chin, soon dripping down his neck as he literally drank you. Eyes opened to watch you above him, to watch you use him to make yourself cum on his face —it was beyond fucking hot seeing you use him like that.

So bratty yet you just looked so damn beautiful sat on him riding his tongue. Your cheeks and nose dusted pink whilst light, airy pants coming from your mouth that was ajar. Your glassy eyes half hooded as you watched his face buried in your cunt, refusing meeting his own eyes as they looked at you all doe like. Tits bouncing as your hips rolled against his face, your stomach tensing as you took full advantage of his mouth.

God you felt so good, always tasted so sweet. Everything about you was pleasant - your body lotion that he used to love watching you do before bed, your body wash filling the room after every shower, even your damn shampoo made him inhale deeply. The little things that were also just so you. He thought of you every time he smelt your perfume if another girl walked by wearing it, it never suited them as well.

But his favourite thing? That pussy, you tasted like fucking honey on his tongue. —you were fucking intoxicating from head to toe.

His mouth got greedy as he roughly fucked his tongue against your clit, his cock was throbbing against his stomach and he felt kept flexing it, managing to angle himself enough so his sensitive cock head brushed against his stomach with each roll of his hips.

He was gonna cum from this, if you kept pulling his hair like that and grinding your pussy on his face -he was absolutely gonna blow his load.

Your hand tightened in his hair as you forced his head back more, that build up in his lower stomach racing to his dick and he moaned into you again. He sucked harder on your clit and rolled his tongue in circles, your other hand moved down to spread your pussy for him to access your clit better as you opened up for him and he sang under you.

There weren’t many girls who’d have the confidence to sit on his face and spread their cunt open for him to eat out.

But you always rode his face like a damn champ.

“Gonna cum sweetheart?”

He didn’t need to really ask he knew your body as well you knew his —he’d fucked you so many times over the last two years he lost count. The other girls eventually fading into nothing but numbers on his phone, his attention gradually turning less to watch them and focus on you.

But he wasn’t entirely innocent of settling yet, this back and forth between you both, your reluctance to trust him anymore.

You nodded dumbly, sucking again he lightened his tongue but picked up his pace and he watched you see stars above him.

“There, fuck there Aiku don’t move, m’gonna cum -hah - yes, yes -oh fuck yeah.”

Oliver’s arms hooked over your hips and thighs to stop you from lifting from him and he buried his face into you, holding his tongue out and pressing it against your clit he lightly shook his head side to side. You came fucking hard for him, all he heard was your sharp intake of breath, your mouth hung ajar and you practically going crossed eyed for him.

His eyes never left you as he watched you cum on his tongue, your body shook on the come down and tried to recoil from him over stimulating you, but he refused to stop, arms kept hooking you down to him he sucked hard again pressing his tongue harshly against your clit and seen the panic cross your face, hand bracing against his chest to try pull away.

“N-No, Oli d-don’t I’ll-“

“Fuck yeah you will, give it to me babe, seriously, squirt on my face yeah? I wan’it.”

He slurred against your pussy, feeling the cum already drooling from your pretty little hole and down his chin. His tongue dipped down to collect it, moaning against you and he felt you clench around his tongue.

“Oh? Like it when I eat the cum from you huh? Or like hearing me moan over how good you taste?”

You stuttered a shut up to him, your body was recoiling as you felt the built up for something much harder about to hit you and he didn’t stop until you gushed in his mouth. Cumming again so hard you let out a muffled scream, your hand rising to your mouth to bite down on. Your hips jolting against him from keeping you fixed from moving, forcing you to take it.

“Fuck, fuck m’gonna cum babe,”

Aiku braced his feet against the mattress, rutting his lifted hips up to aid the friction and that one final roll of his hips, the head of his cock brushed over his stomach had him cumming without being touched. Cum shooting up his stomach and hitting your ass, burying his face back into your pussy as he moaned out.

You leaned back, hands resting on the bed either side of his hips, both breathing heavy as you recovered.

When he looked up his heart kicked in his ribs at the sight of you.

Fuck, fuck, fuck why did it have to be you?

Karma was such a bitch.

The cold washed over his body as the heat of his high drained from him, leaving a shit reminder that you wouldn’t stay the night —that you’d probably not speak to him again for a couple weeks or you’d go back to avoiding him.

He’d keep texting you, he’d keep trying because this was better than nothing —better than you not being in his life… right?

This way he could stop you from moving on, it was toxic and he knew it but he was selfish when it came to you.

He was grown now in his late twenties, compared to his youth of juggling girls around like options and opportunities. But his reputation only proved itself when he didn’t realise you were different and he tried treating this like everyone else in his past.

You gave him a chance once before and he blew it.

He just didn’t know back then… if he did, if he realised what he felt now he’d have curbed his shitty behaviour.

He knew now he was damn well in love with you, but you’d never believe him or settle for him.

He knew because his heart still thumped for you after cumming and sex, he still thought about you and still wanted you. He wanted those comfy mornings, the dates and he wanted the world to see you were his and he was yours. Post nut clarity was always non existent in this situationship with you.

He called your name and you sighed heavily, those glassy, half hooded eyes he adored looking away from him because you knew what he was going to say. He seen your shoulders tense, the dread coursing through your body.

“Give me another chance?

“I can’t, Oli.”

“We can take it slow, there’s no ru-“

“I just don’t think I can trust you, I want to but I can’t.”

“We’ll go public, screw the pr teams. I’ll take you with me when I travel -fuck I’ll even let you track me on my phone.”

He sat up onto his elbows, causing you to fall back slightly to sit on his stomach, his legs bent up to catch and support you with his thick thighs, his fingers drawing light patterns on your legs.

Those double coloured eyes of his were glossy watching you and you honestly thought he was holding back from crying.

“It’s not healthy, I shouldn’t need a tracker on you that’s crazy.”

“Yeah, well you make me crazy —in a good way. Just give it a go with me again, its been two years of this you gotta feel something if you’re coming back.”

“Have you thought about me? How it might not be healthy for me? I don’t want to be second guessing everything, or feeling paranoid if there’s others in the background.”

“I haven’t been with anyone else in 9 months, I ain’t fucking messing about this.”

“What?”

His jaw clenched at your shocked expression and he looked off across the room, tilting his head down so his hair hid his eyes, hid the fact he felt his fucking nose and throat sting.

He was frustrated.

“I haven’t been with anyone —I can’t.”

“Oli stop with this silver tongue crap I’m no-“

“Will you just fucking trust me? I can’t since I realised I was damn well in love with you. It doesn’t work anymore.”

He heard your breath hitch and he felt his own as he all but blurted out something he didn’t want to admit, not like this anyway —not because he was getting damn emotional over this crappy situation.

No it didn’t work, literally, lil Aiku was struggling to reach his glorious ending, sex was empty now —cumming just didn’t happen. His heart throbbed for you, end of, plain and simple and apparently now his dick was following the same process.

“What doesn’t work?” The confused was clear on your face.

“That’s what you’re focused on in that sentence?”

He chuckled before gently rolling you off him and swinging himself off the bed, elbows resting on his knees as he ran a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck.

“If you really want me to leave you alone, fine. But I don’t want to, I wanna make this work.”

Your silence went on long enough, he pinched the bridge of his nose and cleared his throat trying to hold on to the restraint from actually fucking crying in front of you.

“Fine. I’ll leave ya to it.”

You thought it was for the best when he moved to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, that it was for the best when he left the house with a little slam of the door.

Yet it was gnawing at you for the rest of the night, your sleep was disturbed, tossing in the sheets like your mind rattling in your skull.

It doesn’t work.

I’m in love with you.

I wanna make this work.

You threw the pillow over your face and screamed into it, feet kicking at the mattress as they recoiled from the springs.

You peaked at your phone through the gap in your pillow and glared at it.

Snatching it from the side you opened his chat bubble on your messages.

You > Oliver if you’re honestly serious then we can try. But if I so much as hear about another girl I am done for good and you won’t contact me again, if you agree to respect that then I’m willing to try. I really hate how you left, I shouldn’t have let you leave like that so late either. I’m sorry. I hope you’re home safe.

Sent 3:35am

Automatic Response: Message undeliverable.

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nana-mania · 1 year

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“HIS RED FLAGS” what does he do that make him an obvious red flag?

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : michael kaiser, sae itoshi, ryusei shidou, alexis ness

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, angst.

࿐*ೃ trigger warning : bodyshaming, profanities, manipulation, mention of intercourse, stalking, toxic relationship

MICHAEL KAISER

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ He is an arrogant and egocentric man, always bragging about himself on daily basis with you. Frequently, he belittles you and pressures you into improving yourself more. He wants to make sure you're worthy to stand next to him to maintain his distinguished image as German prodigy. Since he views himself as embodiment of perfection, you must be as perfect as him. Insulting your insecurities whenever you experience low self-esteem is his way to motivate you to better yourself.

“Stop eating that unhealthy junk. You will gain weight.”

“If you don't start working out and get rid of those fat, I'm gonna fucking dump you.”

“I don't care! Starve yourself to death or anything. If you still love me, then stop whining.”

SAE ITOSHI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Living in Spain for years and learning the harsh reality of life at such young age damages his emotional growth as a teenager. He grows up as an ignorant man who lacks empathy toward others' feelings, even his own significant other. Engaging in relationship with Sae is like one-sided love. It is only you who is always concerned about the relationship and strive hard to maintain a stable relationship. Sae, in the other hand, could care less of your feelings and emotions. Often being bluntly cruel and hurting your feelings, intentionally and unintentionally. His career as soccer player is his sole priority after all.

“Can't you see I'm tired? Leave me alone.”

“Why should I waste my energy and time on a stupid date? Just stay at home.”

“Stop being mean? I'm merely being honest. It's not my fault that you're too sensitive.”

RYUSEI SHIDOU

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Ryusei is one manipulative partner, messing with your mind and emotions frighteningly often in order to force you to stay by his side despite how toxic the relationship is. He is selfish, obsessive and possessive. He makes you believe nobody else will love you as much as he does, even tricking your mind into believing he is the only one in this world who accept you as who you are. If breaking your mind is the only mean to turn you into an obedient doll for him, he will resort to such cruelty. He also despises talking things out when conflict brews up between you and him. To him, the sole way to make peace with you is through intercourse. He never force himself on you but he frequently seduces you into having sex as distraction to avoid having serious talk. You can never resist him and always submit yourself to him willingly. His words of temptation...is irresistible.

“Break up? There is no one better than me out there.”

“Oh, sweetheart...you can never find another person to love you. I'm the only one capable of doing so..”

“Have you forgotten? You're all alone, sweetheart. Who else will be by your side when you're at your lowest?”

ALEXIS NESS

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Alexis has major trust issue and inferior complex. Often attempting to be the dominant one in the relationship by controlling you. He easily misunderstands your words or action. He unhealthily believes his words as the only truth, frequently coming up with his own speculation and accuses you of mistakes you never commit. Once he loses his mind, he becomes quite violent yet he tries to resist himself from hurting you physically. He usually suppresses himself by throwing objects on the floor to relieve his anger and warning you. However, sometime he only verbally attacks you by comparing you to other people; specifically his exes. Considering his trust issue is extremely severe, he stalks on you whenever you go out with your friends or by yourself.

“What? You want to see your friend? What's wrong with staying home with me all day? Have you lost your feelings toward me?”

“Who the fuck is that bastard with you earlier? Are you cheating on me?!”

“Shut the hell up. Why the hell are you like this? All my exes are not as annoying as you.”

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this headcanon! likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

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bachisagizine · 2 months

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yolkydolky · 1 year

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My favourite trio!

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itonashi · 1 year

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i love your lilbro!nagi fics sm!!♡ and the nagi's older sis!reader having a enemies to lovers with itoshi sae would be just🤗🤭😋😙😚☺️☺️ it makes me twirl my hair and giggle like a highschool girl in love so🤐🤐🤐🤐 maybe a small fic, if it is not a bother? have good day feel free to ignore xx

YOU'RE THE WORST.

pairing: itoshi sae x fem!reader

warning: manga spoilers, cussing, reader is nagi's older sister ( i love you guys for doing these hehe ), reader is also a pro athlete. timeline where the blue lock project already ended (multiple timeline also), 3 years older than sae. mentioned other chars. english is not my first language...

note: idk what the hell is this plot. idk much about sports (im srs, im not a sport person. i throw balls that didn't even reach the person im targeting) i love sae he's sec fave to me (chigiri is on top), i personally don't see nagi having a relationship with someone. i liked the idea of him having a siblings and you guys really loved my older sister nagi reader 🤭 (i like it too). happy 200 followers!!!

your first meet with itoshi sae was when he went to picked a striker for the u-20 vs blue lock match. you were one of the people that helped with the blue lock project, despite your precious little brother being there. you didn't revealed to your brother that you were one of the people. you were always behind the scenes. what you meant is, you were one of the people for the wild card. itoshi sae locked eyes with you for a moment but the male completely ignored your existence.

you were a bit offended but that's that, too think he would choose that shidou guy. literally what's in that goddamn mind of that midfielder. "[name], i never expected for your brother to developed quickly." you glanced at anri, crossing your arms. "looks like he found his dream." with a gentle smile, you looked at the screen that displayed your brother.

something that i could never had. a dream.

on the day of the match, you didn't even tried to hide your identity. despite being a famous athlete with many rewards received. oh, what a luck — you coincidentally met itoshi sae while on the way to the blue lock locker's room. "we have met before, right?" monotone voice. he had always have that type of voice. to think he still remembered you from that time when you two were still a child. it was only one time though, when you guys met as kids.

"yeah."

"nii-chan, the ice cream im looking for isn't here..."

"are you looking for this?" child you met itoshi sae and his younger brother at a convenience store. the teal eyes of the younger brother looked at you and the ice cream back to back, feeling awkward by it, you just gave the ice cream to the younger brother. you saw how his eyes lit up and for some reason it warmth your heart seeing the younger boy happy — maybe because it reminded you of your own little brother...

"you should thank her, rin."

"it's okay. i don't mind."

"thank you, nee-chan!"

ah. how cute. you definitely won't forget these two siblings that you coincidentally met. one had a clean hairstyle while the other have a messy and horrible hairstyles (you know who you are). what an interesting pair. you waved to them goodbye and after that you never met them again.

"i never thought you will remembered me after all these years."

"i was just guessing."

bullshit

"if you'll excuse me, i have somewhere to go.."

sae suddenly tug on the sleeve of your blouse and he looked at you with an unreadable expression. "you're coming to watch for who?" why is he asking you this? it's not like you guys were close or anything. tbh, ppl who tug or touch you and not to mention if they're a stranger, you will definitely get annoyed by them. "i came for blue lock... itoshi." he let go off your sleeve after he hears the irritated voice you have even though you were smiling. itoshi sae weren't really stupid in this kinds of stuff.

you waved him goodbye just like last time...

seeing your precious little brother you rush up to him and hug him. nagi wasn't expecting a hug to come so basically the two of you fell, with nagi being the pillow. "ouch." nagi groaned, the blue lock players didn't expect someone to come (other than anri and ego) and suddenly hugged nagi. wait a minute.

the person who just hugged nagi seishiro seems familiar...

"isn't that [stage name]? the famous female badminton player." hiori spoke up among them.

wait what.

a shocked gasps could be heard around the room, some are uninterested and some are flabbergasted how nagi could know someone so famous. reo watched the scene and didn't expected this either, he also didn't know that you would come to the match since he didn't even contact you (nagi also didn't).

the female was patting nagi's head also! some were jealous of nagi because a famous and a beautiful woman is doing that to him. just what are their relationship?

"sei, do your best on the match, okay? nee-san will be watching you."

WHAT. [stage name] is nagi's older sister. jaw dropped, mouth open.

"bye bye!"

just as you got out of the room, everyone looked at nagi. nagi being nagi, he made a confused face with his signature :x face. reo took the honor of explaining that, yes; indeed you were nagi's sibling. the fact that you having a siblings wasn't mentioned at all on the internet and suddenly you were revealed as nagi's older sister to them was shocking enough. no one knew of this information, i mean even your name isn't your real name.

in another country...

the blue lock project ended, you have nothing to do with it now. your little brother become a pro soccer player and the fact of you being his older sister went viral on every platform — 'the number one female badminton player in the world is nagi seishiro's older sister!? how long have she kept this from us?" you scrolled the comments on twitter about the post and had a laugh with it since some of the replies were just ridiculous.

'holy shit what... my bae [stage name] have a little brother?!? how could i have not known this.'

'is this a family full off prodigy? they should show us their parents too!' that's probably never gonna happen, you thought.

'ZOO WEE MAMA, BOTH OF THEM ARE FABULOUS JUST LIKE THE ITOSHI BROTHERS!!!' oh? interesting. being compared to those two brothers.

'[stage name] future's partner are gonna be so lucky...' your future partner, you don't think that you could find one tbh. maybe if you quit being this exhausting pro athlete, you would find one.

ding!

who?

huh.

itoshi sae?

ah, no.

it's an interview request and the other people that you would work with is itoshi sae...

you immediately accepted it, the reason for it was simple. you were bored and maybe having itoshi sae, the man who is very rude to interviewer and working with him on this interview might be interesting. you just wanted to find some fun in your life.

everything was ready for the interview, your clothes, makeup, mic on and everything. they said that you and itoshi sae will be answering questions with a lie detector on. it was a good idea. you want to see the face on itoshi sae change, even in the slightest, you would be happy with it. you greeted the staff with a smile while itoshi sae is beside you being quiet.

"let's get this over with." sae murmured with a slight annoyance voice. averting your gave from him, you look at the set-up for the interview. a seat across from each other with a table in the middle — on the table, there's the device called the lie detector (made from the mikage corporation, this is the real deal). you two sat across from each other with hands already set in the lie detector.

"ready? action!"

let's just escape the greetings and move to the questions...

"itoshi sae, what's your first impression of [stage name]. you two may have met, right? on the u-20 japan soccer team vs blue lock!"

"i didn't really talk to her but one thing about her is fake smile."

"why is that?"

"just a feeling."

this guy... is really only good at soccer. he really can't make something up, huh? was my smile really fake that time? blunt much. i can't show my annoyance to it, i just have to act like i always do.

the lie detector make a sound of approvement — indicating he was telling the truth. you just hoped that after this interview it wouldn't go wrong on the internet. you hated how he knows that you're faking it, you have always been good at lying, everything. without the presence of your parents, you became independent on you own and the aunties around your neighborhood always have something to say about your parents or your little brother. you hated it. you hated how they gave backhanded compliments to you — saying that you are a good girl and maybe you should become their daughters instead of your parent.

"[name], you should stop trying too hard. get some rest."

"will they come?"

"[name]..."

i just wanted my parent attention, that's all. i mean, i have been dedicating my life on nagi. i just want some attention — i don't want attention from my friends but my parent. that's all i ask for, maybe if they did give me attention one day. maybe i can quit being the 'prodigy'. im tired, i don't find anything fun anymore. i have lost that feeling ever since i started doing sports.

"[stage name], what about you? what's your first impression of itoshi sae."

"he's really blunt, straightforward, very serious. personality like him would never find a girlfriend."

"what."

itoshi sae finally talked to you. you could definitely feel the annoyance radiating off him after you said that. the staff sweats at the both of you and yet you still kept a smile on even after saying that. you could go cancelled for this or be praised — it looks like the lie detector didn't sense a lie from you and make a ding sound. he frowned at you and you averted your eyes from him, looking around the room.

"this is a question for you both. if you were to live in a fantasy world with monsters. will you guys worked with eachother."

"no."

the fact that the both of you replied at the same time. twitter gonna have so much fun with this interview when it comes out... and luckily the two of you didn't get that electric shock. you sigh at the awkward silence after that and wished this interview will end.

"do you like soccer, [stage name]? considering your little brother is also a soccer player like itoshi sae."

"just to not get shock by the lie detector... i don't really liked soccer. i don't mind it but i probably have some memories with it that i don't want to remembered."

ding!

'no shock...' sae thought, he was actually glad that you didn't say anything bad about soccer. you and him already have a problem with each other tho.

time flies fast and finally the interview ended. you stretched your arms as it were a little sore. you prepared yourself to leave the building but you wanted to do one last thing before you go. "itoshi, it was nice working with you." sae felt like that was backhanded. your voice didn't sound convincing enough that he was a pleasant to work with at all. it was sarcastic even.

"i don't want to work with you again."

"you'll be seeing me a lot more."

why are you ain't even bothered with sae. even when he said that. "btw, you should probably reconcile with your brother. it won't do you any good." you added before leaving him alone. reconcile with rin? how is sae gonna do that, if he doesn't even have any communication skills (the two brothers suck at socializing but sae is still better at that). anything that comes out of your mouth is just nonsense (in denial).

what the hell.

how did sae meet you again, at his practice too? you waved at him when you two locked eyes and he glared at you for your friendliness towards him. he was too focused on his thoughts that he didn't even noticed you are already beside him. sae's leg was stepping on the soccer ball, you looked at it and stole it from him (using your legs ofc). sae was startled from the sudden feeling of the ball's absence and he saw you running away with the ball.

sae wanted to open his mouth and said something but went against it. he chased after you to get the ball back from you. luckily, there was no one there to witness the two of you — it will become an embarrassing moments for you and him. "you probably have only played soccer once?" sae did managed to catch up with you and you stuck out your tongue at him — you dribbled past him. "you're going easy on me, right? well, don't do it. go all out."

that definitely lit a spark inside sae. you? a badminton player challenging him? he maybe is underestimating you, but that didn't mattered at this point. he will show you, how good he is. while you were basically fighting for the ball, you two were exchanging remarks and sae was glad you could handle his cruel remarks.

it felt like rivalry at this point. you two weren't even in the same sports...

"stop disappointing me, itoshi."

"shut your damn mouth."

"my parents will cry if they heard that from you."

you were definitely a genius — he won't denied it anymore, you managed to score two goals against him. you said that you only watched clips. "yk itoshi, maybe if we're friends.. i will tell you my secrets." it felt like you were mocking him. it felt like the time he was in spain, the feeling when he was..

'he's not saying anything.' you looked at him and stopped your movements. he also stopped — he is definitely giving you a death stare now. is he gonna devour you? probably not.

"we should stop."

"no."

sae is definitely closer to you now — despite having a tall figure for a woman, sae was still taller than you and he was practically kinda trying to assert dominance (in your perspective). this is his weakness, and you found it.

"atleast, i don't sleep 5 hours a day."

ah, he was only going to say that.

"are you stalking me? i didn't know the itoshi sae is a stalker!"

"im not."

in the end, he's still not good enough. he knew he lose to you and you were still smiling like a crazy person to him. he feels a nudged and saw a water bottle up his face, you gave it to him. you didn't say anything to him and just quietly sipped your water bottle without even looking at him. sae was a different story, he keep on side glances to his side — which is you. you had an unreadable expression, your eyes weren't shining, it never was, even when you were playing soccer with him minutes ago. you were smiling but your eyes isn't.

is he the first one to noticed this side of you?

things happened between you two. some people thought you were rival. some people shipped you two, which is funny. some people just found you two as a funny duo. the social medias actually went crazy when the interview video came out. not expecting a duo like you two to came up. they also thought that itoshi sae would actually rejected the offer since you know...

they had a blast with it.

'LMAOOOO, [stage name] IS SO BRAVE FOR SAYING THAT SAE IS RUDE.'

'sae was side eyeing [stage name], fr.'

'me personally wouldn't let that slide if someone said that im faking a smile.'

'say thank you to this show for letting us see this unexpected duo!!'

'PLSPLSPLS I WANT TO SEE THE NAGI'S SIBLINGS NEXT ON THIS SHOW. IT WOULD BE SO FUN!'

'have you guys ever thought what's [stage name] real name is? i mean we know that her surname is nagi, then what's her first name?'

replies:

'if she doesn't want to reveal it, it's her choice.'

'who cares.'

'lmao, she already stated that her name is a secret she doesn't want to reveal.'

your relationship with sae developed more over the years. you could probably see some edits of them at tik tok from time to time as a duo they said. his cold remarks make you wanna slap him but you would get cancel for that. you had some photoshoot with him. surprisingly he was ACTUALLY a pleasant to work with. you pity the interviewer who had to face his cold behavior in the past — but you still slightly dislike itoshi sae.

eating a pavlova at a cute cafe that you find aesthetically pleasing to the eyes while you were taking a walk. you were just scrolling on your phone, texting your little brother if he's doing good there. tbh, you missed taking care of nagi. even if your childhood was basically forced to be taken away from you the moment nagi was born. itoshi sae and his brother had a strained relationship based on your observations, you wouldn't know much about it since both of them are private of their life and doesn't revealed it to the public (just the same as you). you could see it that sae still cared for his brother since rin would do anything to avoid him but sae is making a slight effort at talking to him.

they would never reconcile at this point. it's pointless if they're sitting around without taking action — but fortunately you're not one to get involved into family matters.

oh how lucky it is that this party is called the 'blue lock reunion' — is your secret of being involved with the blue lock project gonna be revealed? only one good thing is that you get to see your brother. "you actually did come, [stage name]." anri was the first one to greet you and you greeted back to her. she said that ego is also in the party well technically she forced him too. you had some things to catch up with her and soon enough you leave the conversation and just basically roam around the party. you looked at your surroundings on how the former blue lock players were so happy. they admitted that they actually missed ego and anri. "nee-san? what are you doing here." i guess it's time for you to come clean...

"ahaha... i was one of the staff.."

"what."

"yeah."

"you were in japan all along when i was in blue lock?"

you hummed and didn't say anything yet until you were pulled into a hug by you own brother. you felt like crying because this is the first time nagi actually hugged you since it was always you giving the affection. maybe, nagi was homesick... you patted his back and laugh it off. why is your little brother taller than you so much?

"thank you, nee-san. for taking care of me all these years."

why is he thanking you? it was your responsibility to take care of him — but, it's nice to see nagi matured now.

"sei, you've matured."

this was such a scene to cry on for nagi's friend. the hug only lasted for 5 minutes (nagi wanted more minutes but you said you were tired of tip toeing to him). the fact that nagi was talking alot, only to you tho. like he was basically telling you everything that happened to catch up with you. in a corner, there was basically someone who was staring at you two, probably thinking if that could be him and his brother one day. like the old days. basically you were looking at nagi in a loving manner, like a mother does.

at this point, your social battery went out. you feel like the party has gone for too long. it was exhausting you. a matter of fact, you just wanna lay in bed right now but that didn't work as there was a familiar face walking towards you. you guess it, it's itoshi rin. the younger brother of itoshi sae. if you mentioned sae right now, rin might just turned away from you or looked at you with disgust because you said that man's name.

"[stage name], are you dating him?"

"eh?"

you felt like your soul was coming out of body. visibly shocked that rin would ask you that. you thought he was just gonna say something and immediately left after that. is he thinking that his brother is dating you?

"im not dating anyone though..." you stated and rin looked at you suspiciously.

"good."

basically that was the first interaction you had with itoshi rin. both of them are really similar in personalities. itoshi sae would kill you if he heard that. you decided that you are gonna leave the party so you searched for anri to informed her, you were going to left but she was nowhere to be found so you only told your brother and left. you wanted to have some time alone. you rode your motorcycle in the middle of the night like you used to do when you were in highschool. your usual stop is a beach and god decided to give you a surprise.

itoshi sae was at the beach gazing at the sea. you doubt that he didn't heard the motorcycle sounds, he's probably here for the same reason as you. the light from the moon shone against the sea wave creating a beautiful scenery for you and him. he didn't looked back to see the person who decided to disturb his peace at the beach.

"didn't know you could ride a motorcycle, [stage name]." ah, he knew it was you and yet he still didn't bothered to look at you. his voice was slightly off from the tone of voice you used to hear from him.

"everyone have their own melancholy time. right, itoshi?"

you always came here to gathered your thoughts when you were in highschool.

"you're the worst for not giving me an alone time."

"don't be like that, itoshi. i have always come to this place when i was a teenager."

"then share this place with me. bring me with you whenever you want to go to this place."

"is this your way of saying 'i love you' to me?"

"hmph."

he's not denying it. is he being serious? this is the first time someone confesses to you like this. it was always with the straightforward i like you and those typical cheesy lines that you could see in a romance drama. for the first time, sae turned his back from you.

"you're not smiling."

"do you want me to smile all the time?"

"i don't care if you're not smiling but... i want you to smile with your eyes once."

you slightly widen your eyes at what sae said. did he saw your expression just now? what's with this guy always understanding you. he reminds you of someone, someone you left long ago. your lips turned into a thin line before you spoke again.

"sure, i will bring you to this place whenever i want too."

the winds from the beach make your silky hair to be swayed from it. you looked beautiful to him. is this the end of your rivalry with him? yup, definitely. the start of a new relationship with you. maybe you will smile with your eyes for him now.

"itoshi, have you played with the water here?"

"sae."

"you want me to call you that?"

"yeah."

"didn't know you like older woman."

"and i didn't know you like a younger man from you."

"pfft."

a few weeks after you guys became lover, you guys relationship was publicly announced by an acc that keep track of what's happening in the soccer community. some people did believed it untill the two of you released a statement. you two qrt the post.

'yes, i am dating the world famous badminton female player. stop saying it's fake news under the post.'

'yeah, i am dating the itoshi sae. lol.'

the relationship between you two shocked the world and especially the former blue lock players. your brother cannot believe it but he also release a tweet. the fans thought that this was a funny moments now they are only waiting for the other itoshi to release a tweet too to captured this moment.

'lmao, i also didn't know my sister was dating someone.'

replies:

'WHAT THE HELL.. EVEN NAGI DIDN'T KNOW HAHAHHAHA.'

'now i wanna know what does the other one thinks.'

'that's crazy bro...'

'we need update about their relationship and how it happened.'

"meow."

your pet cat was purring at your lap. the cat already ate, and it was probably feeling playful. your cat was a british shorthair breed. what's the cat name? lokhi. loki but with a h. you just wanted the cat to fit choki, you brother's cactus. it you who gifted it to him. you found it funny how now you're dating itoshi sae. you've never dated anyone in your life neither have you liked someone too. do you love sae? yes. he was one of the people that understand you and you have no doubt that sae haven't dated someone either. so you two basically were a rookie at dating but things worked out!

you two have a tight schedule and fortunately after the big revealed you two are dating, alot of shows are begging for you two to come to do the interview but you didn't wanted that. you only took the photoshoot offer with sae. you especially liked the time when you two photoshoot for dior. it was the little moments that you loved.

intentionally brushing your hands at sae's hand and he looked at you, confused — you're just making an innocent face at him. it's funny really how you two are still trending on twitter. people are still freaking out by this and you kinda felt bad for rin when the day you got together with sae was the day rin asked is the two of you dating. you just hoped that whenever sae get back to japan to visit his parent, rin wouldn't say anything.

two years in the relationship and you smiled with your eyes for the first time on the 1st anniversary. you were happy that sae stayed with you, giving you the attention. the unconditional love you never had from your parents. he knew you loved cinnamoroll, so he gave you a bouquet of it. your parents knew of you two relationship. sae's parent response was positive but for your parent... i mean they were traveling around the world, who cares about their opinion.

you never thought that he would be your first love and lover. you hope that he was the groom to your bride. oh, not to mentioned you met his parent formally and his brother too.. ofc. you managed to make rin like you and reconcile their strained relationship and yet you still see them not talking to each other from time to time. you doted on rin because it feels like you were taking care of nagi. sae didn't said anything about doting on his little brother, he appreciates it since it feels like the first time the brothers met you.

you liked ice cream. they do too.

sae become more affectionate with you now since it was always you gotta peck him on the lips. you definitely want to marry this guy and he want to marry you too.

note: done. this thing is more than 1k, im sure of it. WAJJH IM FINALLY FREEEE.. i don't really think this is enemy to lover so I'm really sorry for this like umm weird shit idk lah... have fun.

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moonartemisia · 9 months

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Blue Lock's Ace

#anime / manga #blue lock #blue lock anime #blue lock manga #bllk #blue lock art #blue lock fanart #blue lock fandom #blue #lock #isagi yoichi #blue lock isagi #bllk isagi #yoichi isagi #egoist #blue lock's ace

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seiueina · 9 months

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JUST TOGETHER, US ⋆·˚ ༘ *

synopsis : you are the youngest sibling of the two soccer prodigies. rin full filing his older brother duties.

contains : siblings being siblings + slice of life + rin being math tutor + mild language + mentions of bullying + 1k890wc

Rin exhaled a long and annoyed expression as he watched you pathetically struggle with your Math homework. Rin had always been a fast learner, being able to understand and know things easily was his specialty. However, with you, you found learning to be difficult.

You sat on the small dining table as he hovered over you before letting out another sigh. “You’re stupid.” He breaths out, grabbing one of your notebooks and slightly slapping the crown of your head as you misspelled a sentence.

“I am— I am trying Rin!” You exclaim as you look up at him with angry eyes, your eyes were angry but the water line was armed and ready with tears. Tears that were locked and ready to leave your eyes, but with command. “Try harder then, until then. My point still stands.” He says as he pulls a chair next to you, his head resting on his hand.

“Being mean won’t help with my understanding y’know?” Said with a bratty tone, rolling your eyes at your teal-haired brother who sat next to you. “Be quiet. I am tryna’ tutor you; help you. But you keep rambling nonsense. Do you even want my help?” He says annoyed, flicking at your temple, you gave him a glare.

“I am fine without your help! I dunno why you’re even helpin’ me in the first place.” You grumble some more, “I am helping you cause you’re stupid and you definitely need the help. Don’t want you suffering at Math like a dumbass.” Rin bickered, grabbing a protein bar that was left on the table and ripping the packaging.

You grumbled and mocked his words as a response. Irritated at him and his words. His words were getting to you and you lashed out at him. “You know what? Suffer by yourself then, I am not being paid to be your babysitter.” Cursed Rin before he abruptly got up from the dining room seat and started to walk away.

In your mind. You won. You won the battle. He wasn’t over your shoulder degrading you. But in reality; you lost. If he leaves the table and goes into his room or leaves the house— you’d suffer with your English homework. You need his help, so you swallow your pride before you grabbed his arm. “Rinnie wait!!” You pleaded, Rin only dared to deadpan at you.

“Now what?”

“I….I don’t want to admit that I need your help! But, I need your help…I promise I’ll be nice and take your advice and teachings seriously..” You cajoled your big brother, and the pleading eyes the three of the Itoshi siblings shared were everyone's kryptonite.

Rin only sighed before sitting back down in the chair he left a minute ago. “I’ll help you— just don’t piss me off again.” He says coldly, and with a cheeky smile plastered on your face, you thank him.

Rin leaned over your shoulder to review the situation you were stuck in. “You really need my help with long division? That’s so easy.” He scoffed which as a result made you breathe deep down to contain your snarkiness. “Of course, it’s easy for you! You’re good at everything…I am not the smartest person like you or Sae…I don’t understand anything.”

Glancing at you with disbelief he let out a sigh before placing his hand on your shoulder. “Don’t call yourself dumb, how many times do I have to tell you you’re not dumb? Quit making up excuses that you’re dumb because you can’t understand the material.”

“I...I am trying!—” You respond as your eyes begin to swell up with tears. A few tear drops made its escape and you hurriedly wiped them away. Hoping he didn’t see that...

“Don’t you dare cry? If you cry I am not helping you out for anything.” He says, crossing his arms against his chest. “I am sorry..it won’t happen.” He hummed in response before asking you what problem you’re stuck on and what steps you did to get your current answer. As you pointed to the problem and explained your steps, he stayed quiet. Listening to what you’ve done so far in order to catch your mistake. After you were done, he pointed out your mistake.

“You did this part wrong, If you fix that, then you can work backward from what we just worked on together..” He says with a nicer tone than before and you felt ease in your heart and brain, nodding you try and fix the mistake and took his advice on working backward.

He watched and stayed quiet, he didn’t seem interested in helping you but in his mind, he was critiquing your steps, “You did that part wrong.”

“What do you mean?” You exclaim. You thought you’d finally understood the problem and were finding the steps easier, but when he said you weren’t doing it right, you gasped.

“You did the multiplication wrong. However many the number outside can go into the number is how many you subtract from the number inside.” Saying this rather annoyed that you still didn’t remember the importance of simple math but still kept a calm demeanor.

“Do you need me to repeat every step again?” He says looking at you with an unimpressed facial expression, you shook your head, “No I think I understand it now..” You spoke softly, and as he waited for you to finish the problem, which took a bit, he glanced over your paper. His eyes became big as he stared at you, “Wow, you actually did it correctly.” He exclaims before patting you on the crown of your head.

“I did?!” You squealed surprisingly. “Yep, you did. Actually surprised me for once y/N.” He said with a laugh. “—Don’t be all shocked that you got the problem right, be happy you got it right.”

“I want to be happy that I understood and was able to solve this problem but, I still need your help with the other math problems I have…” Looking up at him with a pout plastered onto your face, he only sighed before continuing. “I can’t help you with every single math problem you may get in life. This is stuff you should already know, quit making excuses and just do the problems.” Rin lectured, crossing his arms again.

“I see…thank you Rin..”

“You’re welcome…but you need to learn how to solve things on your own..you can’t always come running back to me every time something happens..” He says with a sigh ending at every word, you look towards him.

“I, I know, but it’s hard to not come back to you every time because you’re the only one I have..”

He stayed silent for some time, processing what you just said to him. It caught him off guard but he knew something like this was gonna come up at a certain point. “Well, I am not always gonna be here so you’re gonna have to start figuring things out yourself.” He finally responds, getting up from the chair but before leaving the room; he put his hand on your head, scrunching your hair up.

“I am thankful for you Rin!” You say rather than complain about how he just made your hair messy, “Of course..you’re my little sister after all, we only have each other..” He says softly before leaving the dining room. You stayed seated in your seat, stretching out your hands before protecting yourself to complete these problems!

“You have to do this alone. You shouldn’t be relying on other people..”

“It’ll be more difficult later in life. You’ll need to get your head out of the clouds and focus on what’s important.”

You remembered. All throughout your life someone was with you throughout the way. Even if that just meant 12 years of it. You always complained about things being too hard and difficult but never tried to put the effort in. It was a wake-up call. You had to start putting in the effort.

An hour passed and now you were 90% finished with your math homework when Rin came out again getting instant ramen from the pantry. "Do you know when Mom and Dad will be back?" You ask, tapping the lead pencil onto the table and waiting for a response.

"Nope. You know them, come and go like the wind. They always do this to us.." Rin doubts that Mom and Dad would be back anytime soon, and disappointment filled his face. "I don't like them to be honest with you...It doesn't make sense for them to show up then leave right after.." Rin continues as he fills the instant noodle bowls up with water and places them in the microwave.

Your head rested on your hand, "As long as we have each other right? We don't need them or Sae.." Trailing off with the ending of your sentence in a exhale, he turned around as he started the microwave, crossing his arms on his chest. "Well, of course as long as we have each other. But, I'd rather have our parents be here as well, stick around and actually pay attention to us...we've never had that. Like, haven't you gone over to your friend's house and met their parents and notice that they stay and pay attention to their kids?"

You inhale a long breath, pecking your lips together. "I've never been over to a friend's house before..don't get any friends y'know.." Exhaling you didn't want to go there. Rin stood there dumbfounded. For him, it felt like someone punched a hole into his heart, he was in utter shock that you didn't have any friends. "What do you mean? I thought you had friends?"

Sighing as you looked towards him, "Middle school is the worse y'know... there are rumors going around involving Mom and Dad, and because of that, everyone excludes me." Admitting the downside of your experience in school, Rin's eyes became filled with sympathy as his eyebrows furrowed, sitting down next to you before saying anything else. "Are you getting bullied? I swear if you are I am gonna—wait, have you told your teachers?"

You nod your head, "I've tried but nothing happens. Even if I have the last name of Itoshi, they don't care because I am not Sae.." He only scoffed, "That isn't fair...what did your teachers even do?"

Shrugging your shoulders before going back to the math homework that you were so close to completing, "They said they'll just look into it, but it's whatever right?—" You inhale and exhale before continuing, "When you become a big famous soccer player, everything will be better!" Optimistic tones in your voice were sounded as you tried to bring light to a touchy subject.

"I am gonna look into this, my little sister shouldn't be treated like this. The school needs to do better." His voice was filled with a wave of anger, you didn't want— need for him to fight your own battles. Placing your hand on his hand, "—Rin it's okay, I promise. I've been handling them well on my own...I don't need my big brother getting in this.."

He sighs, rubbing your shoulder he looks at you. “If- if you say it’s okay. I don’t want to make things worse for you..”

“Thank you Rinnie.” You grin towards the teal-haired teenager who then flicked your forehead.

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𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘩é! // PART 2 Part 1

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚑é 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎m!

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Nagi Seishiro. Bachira Meguru. Chigiri Hyoma.

Tags; !NSFW CONTENT! cringey porn tropes. Dirty talk. STEPCEST. unprotected sex. porn without plot. pussyjob. handjob. creampie. nicknames (Nii-chan, sis, sweet girl).

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ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ 18+!

NAGI SEISHIRO

Nagi's mind was clouded in lust, laying on his bed with his cock heavy in hand, still having the view of you in the shower, water gliding down along your naked body, down the crack of your ass.

You didn't notice him spying- it was out of pure accident, really! You were just too silly to lock the door, your clueless step brother walking right into the devil's nest.

He moved his hand tightly along his length, softly moaning out your name over and over again, imagining it was your tight pussy around him, milking him dry of every last bit of his-

"What are you doing, Nii-san?"

He was in a daze, lust taking over his concious mind, letting his thoughts be spoken out loud, "Can you help me, sis?"

"Nii-sannn! Your're so deep! It's too much, too much!", you mewled over and over again, your nii-san pistoning his hips into you at a hard pase, chasing his release.

With one more thurst, you came, milking him with your tight cunt, causing him to follow you right after.

After pulling out and looking at the mess between your legs, cum leaking out of your now sensitive hole, his dick twitched back to life.

You noticed it, pulling him in for a deep and lustful kiss, emplying that you still weren't done with him- wanting more.

"I didn't know you were so naughty, nii-san."

BACHIRA MEGURU

As he and Isagi played in his room, he couldn't stop thinking about you, those flimsy shorts of yours, and that top, doing a terrible job at covering up your breasts.

His pants felt like they were going to explode, cock aching to be inside of your tight, wet heat.

He excused himself, telling his friend he would go to the bathroom, but sneakily walking to were your room was located instead.

Small creak to look into your room, you layed on your belly, ass up, he overheared you on the phone talking to someone who seemed to be your friend.

"I'm telling you! He is here right now in my brothers room! Urgh, I wish he would just dick me down right now..."

He thought he didn't hear you correctly, mind almost breaking into two out of joy. Bachira was quick to step into your room, closing the door behind him.

You jumped in surprise as felt the impact of his hand on your ass, turning your head to see him standing right next to you.

You couldn't utter a word, to stunned to see your crush right next to you. "I'll dick you down as you wish, sweet girl."

You mewled into your pillow as you felt the tip of his cock nudge against your aching clit over and over again, clenching your thighs together.

"Shhh, baby. Gotta' do this quick and quiet, alright?"

CHIGIRI HYOMA

He really needed a good massage after his game, legs aching in pain.

When he stepped into the treatment room, making himself comfortable by laying on his back on the massage table.

When he saw you step into the room, he had to quickly retreat his hand over his growing bulge, afraid you might see.

But you were of course no idot. Since he was completely bare before you, only a towel wrapped loosely around his hip to hide his clearly visible erected length, you decided to help him calm down, ease the tension all over his body.

He is your patient afterall.

You covered your hand in the massage oil, hand firmly kneading his leg, causing the young man to sigh in relief. As you felt him relax more and more into your touch, you also moved your hand closer and closer to the edge of his towel.

You swiftly pulled it away, causing the man to yelp in surprise, quick to cover up his throbbing length from your eyes, only to be stopped by your hand.

"I'll deal with it, sir." you calmed him down, hand reaching for his cock, aching for your touch,

He was quick to comply, his pleased sighs soon turning into louder groans, followed by moans and whimpers, as you moved your hand over his cock with such skill, thumb brushing over the slit attached to his tip, causing him to let out a loud mewl.

"Just relax."

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horrorlove14 · 1 year

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Relationship Headcanon with Itoshi Rin - Blue Lock

Pairing: Itoshi Rin x Gender Neutral! Reader

Fluff, established relationship

Rin likes to lay his head on your lap whenever you're watching a movie together on the sofa in your shared home's living room after a long day of practice and training in Blue Lock.

He appreciates that you would always give him massages to help him relax his tense muscles after his training and practice.

Whenever he has a rough day, he wraps his arms around you in a warm embrace and places his head onto your shoulder while you gently assure him that he's doing good and run your hand through his hair as he tells you about his day.

You would always make sure that your boyfriend is taking care of himself due to your concern that he might push himself too hard to the point of collapsing. You would make all of his meals so he could have a nice boost of energy for his training or practice.

He loves it whenever you wear a piece of clothing, especially his jersey, during his games because it motivates him to play his best and score winning goals for his team.

When he does win, he will walk towards where you are sitting and straight up kisses you in front of the whole stadium, causing everyone to go crazy in excitement but he doesn't mind because he can show off that you're his and his only.

He loves your touch and craves it when he returns home after a long day, especially when you cup his face with your hands because it's so comforting for him.

He will get jealous if his annoying older brother, Sae is getting too friendly with you because he might steal you away, but you always made sure to shut Sae's advances down everytime because you love Rin so much.

Whenever you two are asleep in bed, Rin wraps his arms around your body as you're his body pillow because he loves how soft and warm you are, which lulls him to sleep.

For your dates, Rin would take wherever you want and pays the bill at any cafe or restaurant because he wants to spoil you and wants you to enjoy yourself.

On birthdays, Christmas, or Valentines Day, you two would go out to a nice restaurant to celebrate the occasion in nice clothing and so on. Don't worry, Rin always made sure to make a reservation in advance to prevent any mishaps.

He looks forward to the future with you by his side at every step on the way and making many fun memories together.

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nana-mania · 1 year

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pls can you do a part 2 for the red flags of bllk characters!! it was so good!

࿐*ೃ sure!! i actually plan to do for more characters in part 3 so characters suggestion is highly encouraged! (4 CHARACTERS MAXIMUM)

“HIS RED FLAGS” - PART 2 - what does he do that make him an obvious red flag?

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : reo mikage, seishiro nagi, oliver aiku, rin itoshi

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, angst.

࿐*ೃ trigger warning : cheating, manipulation, profanities, toxic relationship.

REO MIKAGE

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Reo would be the best, most perfect partner ever if only he believes that not everything can be resolved through his wealth. He loves you, he does but you're never his priority. All he cares about is his football career. He barely has time for you, often spending time with Seishiro to practice soccer together until dusk nearly everyday. When you tell him about your worries, you expect him to take action and finally considers to mend the relationship again. But he never. He just gives you tons of money and tells you to have fun by yourself to cheer you up. When you insist him to spend quality time with you, he harshly rejects you by saying he is busy. Indeed, he is busy. He is busy being Seishiro's servant and prioritizing his happiness more than yours.

“Sorry, Y/n. Not today. I have practice.”

“I told you, I don't have the leisure time to play around. I need to practice soccer!”

“Just take this money and enjoy yourself. Leave me alone and never speak about this matter ever again.”

SEISHIRO NAGI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Seishiro...is lazy, in general and in all ways. Relationship is a hassle for him to handle due to his lazy nature. He never make an effort to spice up nor mending his relationship with you. If it happens, it happens. That's his motto, one that he never fail to hold onto. Seishiro basically doesn't even care about you let alone your feelings for him in the slightest bit. He is solely using your vulnerability to his advantage. In all honesty, he only engages in relationship with you because he thinks you would be useful to assist him with his daily needs. You're a gullible person who simply follows all his orders like a servant, only thinking you only do this out of love and casting aside the fact you're being manipulated by your own boyfriend. He asks for breakfast? You make one for him. He tells you to wash all his clothes while he play games? You gladly do so. This goes on for a while until you realize how wrong this is and confronts Seishiro about it. The result, he never give a flying fuck. Instead, Seishiro manipulates you into thinking this is your own fault and makes you feel much worse.

“So...what's your point actually? You're blaming me over your own stupidity?”

“You're really dumb, Y/n. So dumb that it took you this long to notice.”

“Apologize? I never do anything wrong. It isn't like I hit you or anything.”

OLIVER AIKU

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ We all know what this man is capable of; cheating. From the start of the relationship, he has dropped countless obvious hints. During date, you will always find his eyes lingering on other people as he “admires” them with a lustful smirk on his face. When you confront him, Oliver just brushes it off and says you're overreacting. It doesn't matter how many times you scold him, he will repeat his doing. And as time passes, he straightout flirts with anyone that catches his interest right in front of you. Daring to even exchange number while his lips curves into a seductive smirk. He barely has time for you and frequently leaving the house to have fun with his “friends”, which turns out to be his secret lover, one that he has been cheating on you with for a long time.

“Jeez, you're overreacting too much. I'm just being nice to them.”

“What's wrong with getting their number? You know me, I like making new friends!”

“Come on...can you just be open-minded and let me do anything I want? I can date anyone I want besides you. You have no control over my life.”

RIN ITOSHI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ You and Rin were like dream lovers, perfect for each other and completed each other's heart. That's it, until the dispute between Rin and his older brother happened that drastically changed him...and his relationship with you. Rin is not as sweet and as caring he used to be, solely focusing on his goal to surpass and beat his older brother in their unhealthy rivalry. He has become more distant and acts colder toward you. There is no spark of joy in the relationship anymore, with Rin drifting apart from you and you hurting from his cold-hearted treatment. You try to be there for him, supporting him in his journey to be the best striker to prove to his older brother but your efforts are often overlooked and left unappreciated by Rin. In fact, he sees you as a nuisance rather than his biggest supporter.

“I don't have time for you. Screw off, (Y/n).”

“You interrupted my practice to tell me to fucking rest? Are you telling me to laze around?”

“From now on, stop visiting me during practice. You are a fucking nuisance.”

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this headcanon! likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

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nomatterwhatnomatterwhere · 6 months

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(Hustle) Like an Underdog

You seemed to have an almost sadistic enthusiasm for tragic stories.

Discovering why an individual is so passionate about something is thrilling, particularly when it becomes the reason of life for them, and it is amusing to see different people struggle with all their heart to sustain that something in their lives.

Tragic stories have the wonderful ability to make the viewer empathize with one or more characters, thus making them and their choices understandable and in some cases even justifiable; making you passionate about their stories, cheering because their dreams and desires come true, always hoping for a "second chance" following a failure.

When you can relate to a character - be it their determination, their approach to life, their manner of thinking - it amplifies the bond you feel with them.

That is why it is devastating when your beloved sees his dream shatter right before his eyes without any possibility of salvation.

It’s hard for this to happen to the protagonists; of course there must be failures, otherwise the story would be boring, uninspiring and stagnant, but you can’t tear his dream ; you can get close, but not totally, otherwise history would lose part of its bite.

The coo protagonists are already a little more at risk: they are the supports of the protagonist and rather often become the favorites of the public, but their total failure or even their departure is useful for the growth of the protagonist; despite criticism the public would understand and perhaps accept that theirs was a necessary sacrifice.

It is the protagonist of which we follow the events, no matter how much the events may be more interesting or exciting.

It depends on the author.

It is the author who chooses which of his characters is more or less worthy of the public’s attention and of having his story told.

The author chooses to tell a story that can be defined as "The Protagonist"

If a "Supporting Role" is liked so much maybe the author will deign his audience a side-story with him as a protagonist; the luckiest can even get their personal story.

Very rarely have you been passionate about the events of the protagonists or the others: you understand the stories and appreciate some, but you can not empathize with them.

Tragic stories arouse your absolute interest, and there is nothing more tragic, as a spectator, to see a character and already know what his fate will be.

Your favorites are never worthy of much attention: they are secondary characters, expendable for the purposes of the plot, whose dream will probably never see the light, with a potential absolutely wasted.

How tragic is it for someone to know that they have theoretically absurd potential and that they will never be exploited how much and how they should?

This is the principle that pushed you into this crazy project: in a fictional world, characters with tragic stories are always ready to improve, pushed into disadvantaged situations and evolve. In the real world, a tragic story only serves to justify an individual’s inability to improve as much as he could, given his potential.

This was what you thought as you watched those pathetic "unpolished lump of talent", as Ego called them, as they were being tested.

To you, they were a mixture of pathetic, pitiful and tragic lives, not yet aware of their situation. But you knew it, you chose it. Ego may have classified them according to his parameters, but the person who gave him his 300 diamonds in the ruft was you; you and Ego agreed on some positions, but disagreed completely on others. It was normal, your rating parameters are not the same and this varies some ranking positions.

Jinpachi Ego has that ability to push a situation to happen the way he wants, and you still lack that ability.

When they told you how fucked up the BlueLock system was, you laughed: Ego didn’t have your sadistic passion for tragic stories, but to come up with something like BlueLock, you had to be a sadist with a very twisted mind.

And maybe you were even more twisted for thinking about how this was your ideal place.

This project emanated a sadistic passion for football, and you could not help but appreciate it.

You were chewing on a berry lollipop when the first ones eliminated from the project came out : they were all filthy pathetic. The most pathetic of all was Kira, who kept whispering something incomprehensible, probably something about being the "jewel of Japanese football" or some shit like that.

Frustrating.

Probably the lowest point of his football career, a point from which he could only get up and improve and he decided to lock himself in an illusion. The "Protagonist" look was definitely wasted on him; not that the "Supporting Role" was a better one.

No. Kira had shown himself immediately as a marginal character: he might have had the appearance and the minimum of ability that is expected from a protagonist embryo, but he didn't have the necessary character or willpower; above all, he didn't have that goal that forces you to test yourself, typical of a protagonist

It had been obvious since his little show at the Project Presentation, but his ineptitude was even more obvious during the Tag game and in his stupid post-elimination speech. God. Someone like that did not even deserve to attempt the Wild Card, someone who did not want to understand the purpose of BlueLock would not survive long in that football that Ego was destroying and reassembling, it is a simple law of survival and only those who adapt can hope to get ahead.

If the existences of most "lumps of talent" were pitiful and pathetic, yours was certainly a comical one as you roamed the halls of BlueLock 5. Ego hadn't banished you from the dreary four walls that made up your room, but he had advised you in his gentle, caring way, like sandpaper or fingernails on a chalkboard, to take a map with you because if you got lost he certainly wouldn't come looking for you: you were a big girl whose sense of direction had to be at least decent. Definitely comfortable words when the walls and doors of the facility were fucking identical.

That's how you meet Meguru Bachira for the first time.

His was a tragic existence, the kind you always liked, the kind that got better by the second, but could rot into oblivion at the slightest misstep. You had been fully aware of what you were doing when you had presented his profile to Ego; someone like Bachira was an essential part of the project, especially when he would find someone to complement him. Having him and Isagi on the same team had proved to be the right choice, at least in the early stages.

You tried to get back to your room from one of the physical studios in Building 5.

He wandered through the building in his childlike way, looking for something, if his look into each room was a hint.

When he saw you, he smiled in a frankly adorable way and approached you. He bounced around and peppered you with questions that you chose to ignore because you didn't have the strength to carry on a conversation with someone as talkative as Bachira. He seemed neither offended nor annoyed by your attitude, almost pleased. You had arrived at Team Z's practice field when Bachira disappeared for a few minutes, only to reappear beside you with a ball.

"You have to give it back when you're done. You can't take the ball to the dormitory."

That was what you had told him when you parted ways.

Unlike Ego, you weren't interested in being a cloister nun locked in her room, so it wasn't at all strange for you to wander around the different buildings of the Bluelock. Ego had given you free access to all the facilities that the Best Striker wannabes had access to, although you frequented them when they were less crowded. Sometimes you happened to watch a training session or a match in person, rather than on the monitors.

The air in those moments was much more exhilarating than when you watched them play from the monitors. You didn't know if you were a nuisance, though you were pretty sure that some of the boys didn't notice you at all, considering how caught up they were in the moment.

Bachira is definitely not one of them: every time he sees you, he greets you and hugs you like he's known you all his life; he's definitely a very affectionate guy, and you don't mind it as much as you should. A few times he has forced you to help him with his practice; he hasn't physically forced you, he just does this adorable pout that makes it impossible for you to say no. At first you were limited to providing him with balls, then you started to give him little suggestions to improve, and finally you found yourself enjoying his presence and talking to him.

Bachira is the one who pushes you out of your "shadow zone".

"Your monster wants more," is what he tells you one night in the monitor room a few days before the game with Team Y, while you are doing some analysis.

"Did your monster tell you that?" you ask him, pulling his grubby hands away from your notes on the players; ego would have killed you otherwise.

"He wants to get out of the cage you keep him in," at least that's what you can tell by the half-asleep grumbling of the boy who is now sleeping soundly on your shoulder.

In your own life you have never seen yourself as a "main character", you don't have the ability to radiate a light of your own, but you have always been able to bring out the "main character", the light, present in other people, and you are satisfied with that.

This makes you one of those wretched existences that you so despise; perhaps you despise them because you recognize yourself as such.

You do not even glow with reflected light, and you have never felt the need to imitate anyone in order to feel like someone else. The ability to make the most of an individual's potential and make him or her someone has always made you aware of your own abilities. Even if no one knew that a nobody had become a somebody because of you.

You are a non-reflective surface that has never tried to attract light to itself, preferring to study the light of others from afar.

Perhaps this is why Ego took you as his protégé: you were as obsessed as he was with creating something spectacular out of those "tragic stories" you enjoy so much, but your skills have yet to be honed if you wish to do this as a profession.

Otherwise, yours would have been a wasted talent. And there is nothing Ego hates more than to see what he sees as talent being wasted

In retrospect, staying in your "shadow zone" didn't seem so bad, and it certainly didn't make you feel that even the way you breathed was a problem.

You ate your breakfast, but you could feel people staring at you. You felt like some kind of freak, you didn't understand why, and it bothered you. It had been a week since the start of the BlueLock project, there was no way the pathetic existences had really forgotten what a girl looked like.

You would have liked to have breakfast with Bachira, he was the only one of the "lumps of talent" you had a relationship with, but bi-colored bangs were nowhere to be seen, and you had work to do, so you couldn't wait for him forever, and if you had the chance, you would have gladly escaped the tense air you felt around you in the cafeteria.

You know who Seishirou Nagi is. He is a potential tragic existence as well as one of the geniuses in the draft.

He is one of the few players you have more or less interacted with. He had requested his cell phone, and you hadn't had too much trouble getting it to him at the dorm, since you had to go through there anyway. You were more than sure that the team was practicing, but this was Seishirou - Hassle Man - Nagi you were dealing with, and so you shouldn't have been surprised to find the boy sleeping all askew in his bed in the dorm. You had given him your cell phone and left. But that had been a one-sided interaction, the boy was asleep, so you didn't understand why he was staring at you as if you had offended him badly.

You had done nothing wrong, yet you felt like the worst criminal in existence. This continued even at lunch, and you felt increasingly embarrassed.

You had decided to observe their training in person that day - so you couldn't boycott yourself by running away at the last minute. You had sat with your back against the wall, using your legs to support your notes; you had been so engrossed that you had almost missed the moment when the training had ended.

You looked around in confusion; you had seen Nagi practicing, but now you couldn't see him anywhere.

"He went to the changing room at least forty minutes ago," Mikage Reo had dropped down next to you and stared at you.

He had a tragic story that you couldn't wait to hear: those chosen for the BlueLock project put their football careers on the line, knowing that they could be the reason someone else's dream was shattered. Reo Mikage has excellent potential and is already using it decently, but his relationship with Nagi on the field is a dangerous double-edged sword, and in a place like BlueLock, where only the best will survive, his relationship with Nagi can only drag him into mediocrity. You would have been sorry to see him eliminated. Mikage had been one of your favorites since you made the list of candidates, but if his dream was to become the best soccer player in Japan, he should have gotten rid of his dependence on Nagi

In terms of talent and ability, Nagi is far superior to him, but Mikage makes better use of his.

According to your criteria, of course.

Those two were the first in their building for a reason, which was the ability to score a goal and how it was scored.

"I wondered if I had offended him in some way," because for you that was the only explanation for his dirty looks.

"It must have been something if it got my Nagi's attention."

That evening you had been so engrossed in your work that you had almost forgotten to eat. You were convinced that the cafeteria would be deserted, but you found yourself listening to the exchange between Kunigami and Isagi.

They are interesting people, you decide.

In the morning, the stares that landed on you in the cafeteria were the least of your worries: in the afternoon, the meeting between Team Y and Team Z would take place and you wanted to attend it in person, which meant that later, you would have to catch up on work and it was best to relieve the burden right away.

In Team Y, there is a somewhat pathetic existence with great potential, and you wanted to see how he would play against a team with an element similar to him.

Isagi Yoichi had aroused your frustrated interest. He cannot be defined as a tragic existence, but rather as an annoying and frustrating one.

He is the only one who realizes the strategy of Team Y, although much later than he could have, considering his analytical abilities. How he didn't realize sooner how problematic Team Z's strategy was in so many ways is both surprising and annoying. His approach seemed to have some thought behind them, but the execution was decidedly botched due to his poor physical skills, but luck was disgustingly on his side.

Isagi had what Ego was looking for: He didn't excel in skill, talent or ability but he had the hunger not only to survive but to win.

This was something that would definitely take him further in the Blue Lock.

Despite Team Z winning, however, Niko was superior when it came to using his Weapon: you weren't worried about him in the least: this defeat had left its mark on him and now he would do anything to survive and get his revenge.

Niko was now a slightly less pathetic being than before.

That evening, you also left a first aid kit and a tray of food at the door of the Z dormitory.

You met Chigiri Hyoma on the night of their first victory.

Watching matches live was wonderful, but it forced you to catch other matches at ungodly hours, wasting more time than if you had watched them on monitors.

The monitor rooms that Ego had provided for the players were, in your opinion, more comfortable than Ego's monitor room; except for Bachira, who used this room more to spend time with you than for its intended purpose, it didn't seem like many people spent their time here. So you didn't expect anyone to come through.

On paper, Chigiri Hyoma was a very good player, and you knew that he had earned the nickname of "Phenomenon", but ever since he had arrived at BlueLock, he hadn't seemed very enthusiastic to you, and you hadn't seen anything phenomenal in him yet.

This was an unfortunate situation for him.

When he entered, he nodded at you and then sat down on the floor. You had colonized the table with your notes and you kept on sending the recordings back and forth in order to note down details that you would never have noticed otherwise. When you reached Isagi's goal, you saw Chigiri's eyes light up: Was it a mixture of jealousy and nostalgia? You weren't sure.

"Is it a good gol?" You asked him, looking up slightly from what you were doing.

"One of those that keeps you awake at night."

Oh. So that was the problem.

"You could have scored it if you wanted to", you were on a delicate path.

"Isagi and I do not have the same weapon.

"But if you wanted to, you could have scored", you didn't know if he wasn't yelling at you out of politeness or not "You were chosen because of your skills, but if you don't want to put the effort, then get lost. No one is forcing you to stay, and I'm sure the rejected will be happy to know there's a spot available".

"Stop talking like you know me" Fuck, you had pissed him off, but you couldn't stop, it was stronger than you. "I'm the one who chose your tragic existence, so I guess I do know you. I know you, your abilities, your weapon. It pisses me off to think that I was wrong. Make up your mind quickly if you want to be a disgusting, pathetic existence any longer." You gathered your things and left, but soon after, Chigiri had to face another confrontation.

"You could have told me it was the lemon tea," you said as you placed a glass of the aforementioned lemon tea on the table in front of a half-asleep Nagi, but you turned to Mikage.

"It would have been boring otherwise," the little shit even had the nerve to smile at you.

"I thought I had insulted the prodigy here, but it was really funny, I guess." You had gone through all the documents you had on the albino to understand what you could have done wrong to him, and the answer had left you stunned: he was damn stupid.

For breakfast, you happened to have lemon tea, which you later discovered was the child prodigy's favorite beverage. That damned spoiled child would rather stare at you as if you'd killed the hamster he didn't have than come and ask for that damned you because it was probably a nuisance.

You were having lunch with the Team V trio when you noticed Kuon talking to the Wanima twins; it wasn't forbidden, but it was strange. You knew they didn't know each other, but their teams were going to play that afternoon, and it was suspicious.

You were late for the game, but in another building there was another game that you couldn't miss, not when a protagonist existence was playing.

You arrived shortly after Kuon's third goal, but replaying the key moments you saw while the teams were in the locker room, you noticed that Team W looked decidedly subdued.

When it became clear that Kuon had betrayed the team, you were more annoyed than surprised: You knew that the guys involved in the project would have to do whatever it took, but in your naivety you took it for granted that they would play clean; for someone who had to cheat to survive, the stay at BlueLock would be short and even harder than it already was.

Only those who level up can advance, you cannot think of passing level 3 while at level 1.

Kuon's speech had made you sick: he hadn't understood the meaning of BlueLock at all.

To the boy's great misfortune and humiliation, the match had ended in a draw, but you still had a few apologies to make.

You were seriously frustrated, and Anri was sure that whoever had made you nervous should have watched his back very carefully. You were making a rather violent comment on a player's file; you wanted "the sub existence to have as much difficulty as possible in finding a football job after he was eliminated", the sub existence had been very disappointing to you.

His "ego" is an insult to the project and its participants, such a distorted ego will never have the success it seeks, and to think that you saw something in this downgraded being that turned out to be completely different than you predicted would only increase your anger at yourself.

It didn't matter how much Ego told you that such beings would fall and that you couldn't predict everything correctly.

"If you don't eat them, they will be thrown away, Zantestu."

You were already quite nervous when you arrived at the dinner table, but the sight of Kuon's suggestion of his previous tactic to Team V had increased your sourness. Fortunately, "Dumbtestu" had prevented your rice from landing in Kuon's face, that would have been a waste as well. Then the Isagi arrived, followed by Team Z, ready to declare war on Team V. To instigate an enemy to kill before a battle is what you might call a lack of survival spirit or utter recklessness, but apparently it didn't seem to scare Team Z in the least.

You were grateful that the trio had left so you didn't have to intervene.

You found yourself at the Z-team table with Bachira next to you, trying to feed you, though you weren't sure how it happened.

While the rest of the team was probably wondering who you were, you felt like a freak again.

"I owe you an apology," you looked at Chigiri, who was looking back and forth between you and his fried vegetables, "I shouldn't have provoked you… you played well. I knew you weren't a pathetic existence."

The match between Team V and Team Z was without a doubt the best match in all of BlueLock. You had seen what could be considered Bachira's best selfish moment yet; his play had thrilled you: this is what happens when a tragic existence evolves. Even the evolution of Chigiri's and Kunigami's weapons had satisfied you, you were almost proud that these tragic existences used the potential you had seen in them. The awakenings of Nagi and Isagi had also been something exciting; they were two different awakenings, but fundamental for their path. Nagi's had happened more on an emotional level, he had let his desire to win shine through, how fierce he could be when he committed himself to something and this had emphasized his already excellent abilities even more. Isagi had undergone a technical awakening, he understood what his formula was and how to make the most of it and once he improved his skills, he would be a nightmare on the field.

Despite all these monsters, none of them were the best player on the field. No, the best player of the match was that hothead Raichi; you didn't care that Ego might not see it the same way, but for you, Raichi's presence had allowed Team Z to win: he had marked Reo throughout the match, he had prevented Zantetsu's goal, and he had saved the ball that Isagi had scored on. The strength, not only of the body but also of the will that this boy possesses, is second to none.

They were all here as strikers, but there was no denying that some of them seemed perfectly suited for other roles as well.

Not that you would ever say it out loud, most of the pathetic existences would have yelled at you, and you didn't want to go deaf for hurting their fragile crystal ego.

You had more important things to deal with.

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