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narcissistshandler · 2 months
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Isagi yoichi & dumbfication!!! I just need to turn this man in a dumb whore for dick (top!male reader)
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𝗗𝗨𝗠𝗕 𝗗𝗨𝗠𝗕 𝗗𝗨𝗠𝗕
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pairing. male reader x isagi yoichi
warnings. amab!reader, top!reader, bottom!isagi, anal sex, bondage, dumbfication, humiliation, crying, overstimulation, squirt, ahegao, cumming inside, a lot of 'petnames' (doll, baby, whore, slut, stupid, boytoy), (+bonus: Isagi has a small penis)
a/n. dumbfication is just 😩🤌 (and as you guys can see I'm still very creative with titles) and this is unedited
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Isagi was easily the most beautiful thing in the world when beneath you, pliable under your hands, completely limp and unable to put up a fight even if he wanted. A life-size inflatable doll for you to play with.
He was usually talkative even in bed, telling you to hurry up while interrupting himself to comment on how strange it felt to be penetrated and how he could never get used to the feeling of having something inside him. All the talk, however, immediately died on his tongue when you slid in, slowly, so that he could feel every inch of you causing a burning sensation as it stretched his only briefly prepared hole.
It felt like a routine, pride making him unable to admit how much he truly loved it and then, the sensual curve of his back leaving the mattress as you reached the bottom, completely engulfed in the heat of the tight walls. The words became stutters and soon, it was as if all of Isagi's rationality had disappeared, only leaving him with erotic moans and whimpers that reminded you a lot of an animal in heat.
“Ughh- aah~” Isagi's mouth hung open, allowing the pink tongue to hang out over his bottom lip. Saliva ran down his chin and he seemed lost in his own world as his lean, flexible body was used by you. He was beautiful like that, no thought in mind other than how unbearable the pressure felt inside him, the pounding in his hole reaching so deep that you just knew he could feel you rearranging his insides.
His hands were stretched over his head, the blue rope the same shade as his teary eyes keeping them tied to the headboard. Before forgetting how to speak, he had begged you to let go and let him touch you and touch himself — 'you know I can't cum without touching my dick,' he had argued.
But now, Isagi's cock drooled against his stomach, semen from his three untouched orgasms drying there countering that.
The memory of his words amused you. “For someone who said that could only cum if he touched his own dick, you look completely ridiculous right now,” you can’t help but mock your boyfriend, reduced to a sensitive, overstimulated mess in mere minutes. “A liar, that's what you are Yoichi. A liar and a whore for dick.” You punctuated your last words with deep, sharp thrusts, delighting in the wet sound Isagi's hole made whenever your cock sank into him and how his entire body convulsed as if he'd been shocked.
Isagi's blue eyes seemed unfocused and when all that responded back to you was a strangled, stuttered, "p-pl-ea- aawn... -se," you couldn't help but laugh, feeling your cock twitch inside from Isagi at how pathetic he sounded, just to you.
“It’s okay, don’t talk, you don’t need to talk,” you said, calming his shameful attempts at forming words. Your tone, however, is sadistic and amusing, full of mockery. “You just have to stand there and let yourself be used, that's what you're good at, isn't it? To be my fuck toy, my fleshlight? And I don’t even need to touch that useless little dick of yours to make you cum, just fuck your ass, like the good slut you are.”
Your words found a target and Isagi could only nod, gratefully accepting the permission to not need to think or try to speak. He just needed to be your dumb little slut, nothing more.
Adorable, really.
Isagi was always thinking a lot during matches, his mind was always racing a mile a minute, studying the field, his opponents and forming strategies. But now he didn't need to do anything, nothing at all. Nothing was all you wanted from him, how ironic.
Isagi whimpered, sweet hole clenching around your cock and you immediately recognized the tension coursing through his firm legs and toes curling in the most erotic way in the world. Your hips reacted on their own, darting in and out of the hot, wet tightness. “Your hole is squeezing me so much, do you want to cum for me again, doll? Come on, let go. Show me how good you can be to me, coming just for a few dirty words.”
And like the ridiculous and obedient little thing he is, Isagi obeys. The orgasm comes like a wave, fast, unpredictable and crashing against him with surprising force. There is no slow build or sensations building to the breaking point. One second Isagi is drooling over himself and making shameful attempts to meet your thrusts and the next, tears are streaming down his flushed, sweaty face, a violent tremor making his whole body convulse and his little pink dick jumps, twitches and expels a stream of clear, odorless liquid that seems like it will never end.
The bed quickly becomes wet beneath him and the crying grows louder as the embarrassment seems to set in. Isagi moves from side to side, pulling on the rope that keeps his hands tied as he seems to try to escape the stimulation. It's a vain attempt, he looks so pornographic that all you can do is grab his ass, forcing him to remain lying on his side in the new position while you fuck him mercilessly, fingers grabbing the soft, pale flesh; pulling to allow you to see the little hole greedily swallowing your cock.
“That’s it, toyboy, let go,” you speak through gritted teeth, breathing quickening as you feel your own orgasm quickly approaching at the glipse of isagi’s lewd expression: blue eyes beautifully rolled back, tongue lolling out of his mouth. “Nothing wrong with making a mess like the stupid little thing you are, wetting the whole bed.”
Isagi opened and closed his mouth several times, tears and drool wetting his pretty face as he struggled to speak through the moans: “ah- I-I... c-cum...”
“What is this, baby? Do you want me to cum in you? Want me to fill your dirty hole?”
His body had already stopped obeying his will and all he could do was moan in response, trying unsuccessfully to communicate.
And what kind of boyfriend would you be if you denied him that?
You sped up, sweat prickling against your bare skin and heat seeming to eat you raw, your heavy breathing covered by the sounds Isagi made. It felt like fire licking his veins; you could feel your pulse racing in your dick, pleasure hitting you as your member pulsed and spilled deep inside Isagi.
“Agh! Ahh!” A broken scream died in Isagi's mouth as heat fill his insides. The possessive complaint made a muscle in his thigh pull, more liquid joining the mess on the bed.
You lean over him, searching for his mouth. The teeth clack together briefly before your tongues meet in a filthy, messy kiss. You swallow the saliva, salty tears and Isagi's moans, nails digging into his skinny ass as you continue to move in and out of him, riding out your orgasm and brutally fucking your cum deep into him, wanting to force him to accept every drop, wanting permanently leave the mark of your belonging on his body. You wished that afterwards, even after take a bath, Isagi could still feel the phantom sensation of your seed inside him, filling him and marking him as your dumb little whore.
How much better would it be if Isagi gave up his football career and lived just for that, to be used 24/7.
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kissagii · 7 months
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tired
isagi x male!reader – 650 words – warnings: one knife metaphor, not proofread
note: a little comfort fic for these trying times <33 stay safe out there folks
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Isagi wasn’t entirely sure what to think when he arrived home after practice to a silent house. After all, you were always there to greet him, it was the greatest blessing of his life. But tonight you were just… gone. 
“Baby? Baby, where are you?” He calls out, stepping into the house. At your lack of reply, his heart sinks in his chest, a chill seeping into his body. Isagi calls out a few more times, following the lights into your study, where you sit staring at a too-bright document marked with too few words.
Silently he wraps his arms around you, inspecting the mostly blank screen of the computer and the cursor that blinks oh so teasingly. Isagi rests his head gently against yours, glad to be near you at last after a long day of practice, though a voice in the back of his mind nags and nags about how strange it was to see you silent, how unusually cold you felt in his arms, how you had yet to type another word. At a loss, he only tightens his grip, a silent reassurance as the cursor blinks and blinks and blinks.
And then he notices the tears – A single glimmering streak tracing down your beautiful cheek. 
“Baby… you alright?” He whispers, heart shattering. Why, after all, should his darling boyfriend have a reason to cry? Why, after all, would some unknown thing feel the need to do harm to the single most beautiful soul Isagi had ever met? Why, after all, did that accursed blinking cursor take the sharpness of a knife to the heart of a tender lover?
Humming a cracked affirmative, you nod. But the tears, no matter how you try to stop them, betray your lie, and even if he were blind, Isagi would have known all the same.
“You’ve done enough work for tonight, sweetheart,” Isagi murmurs, pressing a delicate kiss to your tear-stained cheek, the salt an ache upon his lips. He pulls the chair away from the desk and lifts you tenderly out of it, carrying you the excruciating few steps to your room, where he laid you upon the plush mattress and places himself at your side.
The blankets shuffle underneath as you curl into Isagi, burying your face in shame. “Yoichi… thank you.” The words come out shakily and muffled.
“Work giving you a hard time?” Isagi asks, and your lack of reply tells him everything he needs to know. Would that he could do every piece of it for you, just to ease your mind. He wraps an arm comfortingly around your waist, fingers tracing shapes along your back.
“I know you like to be the big scary boyfriend… but just for tonight, let me do that, ‘kay?” He murmurs, “I’ve got you, baby, it’s gonna be alright.”
For a moment the two of you lay in silence, sweet silence broken only by the soft rising and falling of two souls breathing in sync. For a moment it seems as though every trouble in the world began to fade, insignificantly small beside the greatness of that winged thing called love. For a moment there was only you, Yoichi, and the unspoken beauty of the love between you.
But there was more to life than laying infinitely in a lover’s arms, though it would be so sweet if it were otherwise. Isagi places a final kiss on your forehead, wiping away the remnants of your tears. He smiles at you as if you were the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes upon. And, in all truth, you are. Tears and all.
“You get some rest, sweet boy,” He says tenderly, prying himself from the comfort of your embrace, “I’ll come get you when dinner’s ready.”
The aromas that float in from the kitchen are unmistakable – scents that carry with them a sweet unspoken phrase. I love you. 
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i kinda like isagi. just a little bit.
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jammiycge · 2 months
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Hold me close like you did before
In which the boy who broke you're heart was now running back to you like he had a chance.
(Isagi Yoichi x gn reader)
tags- gn reader but I wrote this with male reader in mind, slight angst, swear words, not proofread, typos or grammar errors, reader implied to have an aloof and cold personality.
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"I'm sorry..I shouldn't be here." he didn't move off from you though, melting into your embrace. right now, he was at your front door.
he knew it was selfish, he it was unfair for you to endure someone chasing you. he didn't even have the right to run back to you.
"yeah you shouldn't, so get off." Isagi flinches a bit. words cold as ice, it pierces through his heart just a little. he should've stuck to his decision of breaking up with you.
“please just let me stay a little longer? just a little…” his voice trails off, and he buries his face into your shoulder.
"why're you even here..?"
he doesn’t speak, but his body tells the truth. He rests against you, still melting into your embrace. He pulls away from you slightly, but doesn’t pull away entirely so that his forehead is still against your shoulder. His voice is soft, and he feels ashamed when his voice breaks. “because I can’t stand how lonely I’ve been without you.."
"but you're the one who broke up apart. this isn't fair Isagi.." ouch. last name basis? he chose not to comment on it though. he didn't have a choice anyways.
yoichi closes his eyes and sighs. “I know, I just…” he trails off, unsure of how to explain himself. this is the first time he’s talked to you after the breakup. he never thought about what he’d do. his eyes grow soft. “I miss being in your arms like this…”
"that isn't a valid reason, isagi."
he opens his eyes, and a pained expression washes over his face. “I know, but…” He trails off. the look on his face speaks for him instead, as he glances at you with a look of longing. It’s unfair, he knows, but his heart aches when he’s not with you. it wasn't his place to complain..
"it's your fault for breaking up with me when you knew you couldn't handle being away from me." the tone was nothing like he was heard from you. being used to the calm and composed one that he grew fond of.
yoichi winces at your words, but is unable to deny them. “I shouldn’t have broken up with you, I just…” he pauses, as his thoughts trail off. He can’t find the words to express himself clearly. “just please, let me stay. for just awhile longer?” His voice was soft, and his words were pleading.
"no.'' he knew damn well you were sadistic and there was no second chances in your book. you believed that if someone broke your heart once then there should be no reason to love them again.
yoichi looks at you, and his lip begins to tremble. you were always stubborn, but he didn’t know you were this stubborn about this. maybe it was his fault for assuming he was an exception. the thought made him bitter.
“please…” Your stubborn response wasn’t what he expected, and his grip on you tightens for just a moment before letting go. your heart is cold, and all he could think about was how he wanted to warm it up.
"do you think I'll choose you now and everyday..? I hate to burst your bubble, but i won't."
yoichi shakes his head, your words shattering what he hoped was a possibility. instead, the reality of you having moved on sunk in for him. all he could hope for at that moment was that you were happy. he hated the feeling of jealousy that bubbled within him. “no,” he says, his voice was barely above a whisper, “not anymore.”
"you know the answer. so why are you choosing to still love me when you know it'll be ten times harder to do so." the fact i had a way with words was only a stab in his heart. he used to love how i portrayed my love for him before, but now, he hated how its being used against him.
“because I can’t help it,” he says, closing his eyes. He knows you’re right, but his heart can’t stop loving you. The thought of moving on from you is impossible. everything about you was too perfect to let go, and he can’t find a reason to not love you. he knew it was a bit pathetic how he was acting, but the truth was that he still loved you. a part of him always will, he knows that now.
"just let me go."
yoichi's whole body freezes, and his heart beats faster at your words. you were serious about this, more serious than he expected. but you said it so gently, that he wanted to cry. he didn't want to let you go.
he lets you go from his embrace, though not entirely. his hand cups your shoulder, as his eyes are locked to yours. he swallows the lump in his throat and spoke, "..can I ask you a question?"
"..what?"
for me to be quiet was something uncommon. I was a person who was passionate in his words. so to leave me speechless or..wordless in this case was a bit out of place.
he always found you to be passionate and fiery with your words. It was what he fell for in the first place .
"have you found someone else?" his voice was soft, almost pleading. he couldn't stand the thought of you with someone else, and yet he hated himself for being so jealous. he couldn't help his emotions, and he hoped that wasn't enough of a reason for you to hate him.
"no..? you were my first and my last." you gave up searching for love after Isagi. you couldn't bare getting your heart broken after him. however, one part of you still longed for those short-lasting relationships.
yoichi pauses at your response. what? so you hadn't. that was some consolation, but he'd expected the worst. "and you don't plan to?"
"no, and why're you still here?" you didn't care on how rude or mean your responses were. you didn't bother adjusting for him.
your response stung more than he expected. he felt unwanted, but he deserved it.
he'd made his bed, and now he must lay down in it. "okay..." your words and actions were clear. he couldn't stop the tears from falling as he stepped away from you.
you just blinked at him with the same eyes that used to hold so much adoration, all for him, but he wasted it all. you didn't even look like you held any remorse.
everything about you from your words and actions was cold as ice, your words were a cruel reflection of his actions. yoichi can't deny that his emotions are hurt from it. He never knew you could cut so deep. feeling a sense of finality, yoichi simply nods. It's the only thing he can do in response to you anyways.
"..." you didn't even look at him. he knew he couldn't have a second chance in loving you, yet if he knew the consequences. it still hurt as much as he thought it would.
yoichi wanted to follow you, but this time he knew when to stay away. you were serious about this, and he knew that nothing he said could bring you back. He watches you disappear around the corner, and sighs. he turns and places his hands against the wall, letting out a frustrated huff. “I really should have taken you seriously,” he muttered to himself.
"you should've." you managed to catch a little of what he said and responded in a somewhat calm tone.
yoichi heard the tone in your voice and frowned to himself. he wished he could have another chance, but his actions have already spoken. he can't blame you for rejecting him after everything.
“damn it…” he mumbled softly, his words were filled with frustration with himself. he couldn’t believe he’d made the mistake of breaking up with you.
you weren't someone to be played with so easily. but maybe, just maybe, It was your mistake that your missed out on the chance on getting back what your used to love oh so dearly. Isagi didn't know that though.
the two never spoke again.
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snaillock · 5 months
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bllk boys helping their bf through his period
feat. sae, isagi, nagi
am having the worsssttt cramps rn so im revisiting this ancient ass draft (it’s really just from early july) and im abt to have a self indulgent fest with this enjoy!!
tags: afab/transmale!reader, descriptions of dysphoria and periods, clueless but cute boyfriends
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sae itoshi
★ finding out that you started your period definitely explains why you were snappier with him despite you usually being so patient with his sassy and curt retorts.
★ you’re most likely his first relationship since he’s mainly been focused on soccer for literally his entire life so he has no previous experiences dealing stuff like this. so if you need anything you’ll have to tell him directly.
★ he definitely expresses his best love by giving you things you need and helping you out in any way he can. so you could literally ask him for anything and it will be done as quickly as it takes for him to pull out his credit card (which is very fast by the way.)
★ he would buy you some expensive teas since he heard they can help with the pain. does he have any clue on how to brew them? no. did you have to walk him through every step of the process by yelling out instructions from the living room all the way to the kitchen? yes you did.
★ even though it was a bit too bitter, his first attempt actually wasn’t that bad at all.
★ he wants to spend way more time with you even if his agent or coach complains about it. he does not care at all. he will be staying with you until you feel much better.
★ during his time off taking care of you, you can tell that he’s a lot more affectionate with you. he’s way more cuddly than usual and gives you plenty of kisses. if you try to bring it up with him, he’ll just deny it, claiming that he’s only giving you his body heat to help with your cramps (when he could literally just buy a heating pad if that was. the case like ok man).
★ despite your dysphoria acting up and telling you otherwise, sae will never treat you any different even when he sees this side of you. you will always be his beloved boyfriend even if he has trouble expressing that to you
★ well expressing that to you verbally at least. once your period is over, he will surprise you with a bunch of new clothes in your style to help sooth your dysphoria in his own way.
isagi yoichi
★ he may seem calm on the outside when you reluctantly told him but inside he is panicking. he’s just desperately trying to keep a chill demeanor for your sake.
★ he has absolutely no idea on how to help you but he is trying his best. he frantically looks up anything online that could help and speed reads through like ten different advice articles within a minute. (for sure has looked up “how to help boyfriend on his period” before)
★ if you’re ever insecure/worried that this whole situation being weird or even uncomfortable for him, then he will instantly gain back all his composure to reassure you that it’s okay and none of this grosses him out. he’ll make sure that you know none of this makes him see you as less of a man and that he loves him nonetheless
★ now that he’s super focused on just making you feel comfortable with your period, he’ll spend extra time in bed with you. he’s more than happy to take a day off and just movies with you (or just naps together if you wanna sleep the cramps away.)
★ he is so damn encouraging. if you’re experiencing a particularly painful cramp, he’ll immediately run off to get you some pain medicine before holding you close to physically comfort you through it.
nagi seishiro
★ the fact that you’re on your period doesn’t freak him out at all really. though he is very confused so he just texts reo every two minutes on what he should do. of course reo is more than happy to help out but it does get a little annoying when nagi asks him every little thing that he should honestly just google. (he’s just so used to his best friend’s help ok?😔)
★ he’s willing to put away (most) of his laziness aside to help you out because he knows you would do the same for him whenever he feels unwell.
★ literally the best cuddle partner you could ask for right now. that 190 cm mans is basically your personal heated blanket with extremely long legs. honestly an amazing deal.
★ he’s more than happy to just relax with you and just play video games while snacking on any sweet foods that you’re craving together.
★ if you’re too weak to want to walk on your own, then he will carry you around the house if you need to move somewhere. he loves doing it because he does NOT want to separate from you once you get out of bed. the only time he’ll let go is when you need to use the bathroom but he will mope around right outside the door.
★ if you express any insecurities caused by your dysphoria, he will put down his game and immediately smother you into the bed, not giving you any opportunities to doubt yourself any further. his body practically cocooning you with his nonchalant words on how you’ll always be a man in his eyes instantly cheers you up. nagi’s cuddles are the best dysphoria treatment (real!)
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leosxrealm · 5 months
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[ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ]
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ɪᴛᴏꜱʜɪ ʀɪɴ
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stffed · 1 year
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promise me - yoichi isagi (prev. reo mikage) x male reader
warnings: comfort, angst (reo)
a/n: to that one commenter on reo’s post, alright bet (tried tagging you but it didn’t work lol)
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you don’t understand why you got picked for the blue lock project at all: your skills were nowhere near as high level as reo’s or nagi’s. you only played football so you could hang out with reo more after he decided to spend all his time with nagi. somehow, someway, some higher being deemed you a great enough player to be part of the blue lock project.
at the first meeting, you saw reo. he was stood with nagi - all of his attention was focused on nagi. you wanted to walk over and be with him but you stopped yourself. this project meant you could show yourself - show reo what he was missing.
and so you became part of team z. it was a colourful team with an angry blonde who wanted to play sexy football, a ginger superhero with a mean left foot, and lemon. there was no sense of teamwork whatsoever for the first few matches in the round robin but that didn’t mean it wasn’t any less fun.
but there was also isagi.
the two of you clicked straight away. while bachira brought out the monster in isagi, you managed to round out his weaknesses. and he did the same for you. if he couldn’t score a goal, isagi knew that you would be able to do it. it was seamless teamwork which transferred off the pitch.
both of you trained together, ate together, your futons were placed next to each other. no one else in team z could deny that there was something going off between the two of you. the connection between you and isagi was magnetic. it was almost as if you were made for each other.
two strikers that brought out the best in each other.
isagi listened to you as you told him of your history with reo and nagi. he had bumped into them in the canteen before the team was told of the final match against team v. isgai saw how you tensed up seeing that they were the top two scorers in the stratum and he followed after you when you promptly walked out. he sat down with you in the training room and held your hand as you told him how reo ignored you for nagi despite your history with him.
“don’t think about them anymore,” said isagi. “you are your own person and i can say with confidence that you’re a better striker than both of them combined.”
you chuckled. “not hard for you to say, mr monster. you’ve not seen how reo controls nagi. the hold he has on him. i’m nothing to him.”
isagi held your hand tightly, rubbing comforting circles. he let you lean against him, let you use him to calm down.
“when we beat them,” he started, “promise me that you won’t think about them anymore - that you’ll only think of me.”
the confidence in his voice made you smile. you couldn’t explain why but it made you feel better. isagi always made you feel better. that was something reo could never do - he just left you to fester in your own emotions while he went off with nagi. isagi, however, let you talk and did what he could to make you feel better, as you did with him.
“guess we better not lose then.” you stood up, isagi following after you. he smiled widely. both of you headed back to the team room.
you held each other’s hand tightly, not separating until you needed to.
the day of the final match came. you and isagi stood side by side, opposite reo and nagi.
reo could only stare at you with wide eyes as you breezed past him, focusing only on isagi. he tried to talk to you, tried to get a word out at least, but he couldn’t. his heart clenched as did his fist.
after starting blue lock, reo realised how much he missed you - how much he needed you. he swore that when he next saw you, he would apologise and do whatever he could to win you back. but seeing your smile directed at isagi made him realise that there was nothing he could do.
he had already lost you.
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monkayemporor · 8 months
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Poly parenting!
Synopsis: Life in a poly relationship with male reader and fem!Blue Lock
Featuring: Kaiser Ness Rin Isagi Sae Shidou
NOTES: I hope this isn’t cringe! Should I make part 2?
-You can pray to whoever you want, but it’s definite that you’ll have gray hairs by the time you’re 30.
KAISER & NESS
-It started with you and Kaiser dating each other, no Ness in the picture.
-Then one day Kaiser asked if she could bring her pet over. And like any sane person, you thought it was an actual animal.
-Imagine your surprise when she pulled up with a human being, Alexis Ness. 
 “Dear, that’s not an animal…”
 “I said I was bringing over my mutt. This is her.”
 “...”
-Ness acts like you’re the biggest cockblocker between her and Kaiser (you are) and hates your ass.
-Though, you and Ness grow closer over Kaiser, and eventually, all three of you fall in love with each other.
-Timeskip to the wedding day and it’s crazy. With Kaiser demanding something suitable of a empress like her. While you and Ness just stood on the sidelines. 
-But you manage to get past the vows and onto the honeymoon. 
-Moving onto kids, I can see the idea of one kid. (You can decide who carried them. Or if they were adopted) 
-And if it’s not obvious, neither of them is strict with the child. 
-Ness saying ‘no’ is quite literally impossible and Kaiser isn’t exactly helping by spoiling them rotten. So it’s up to you to play the role of ‘Strcit Dad’ 
-Only the best schools for the kid. And according to Kaiser, they must be raised in Germany. Even if you aren’t German. But the child can still learn your native language.
-Ness is literally in bliss because her dream of a family with Kaiser (and you) has finally come true.
-Kaiser’s ego takes a boost whenever she takes the family on vacations or just days out. She simply adores the praise and loves showing off her child. 
-While you’re married to an egotistical narcissist and an obsessive woman, all you can do is pray your kid doesn’t end up like either of them.
ISAGI & RIN
-You either knew what you were doing when you started dating both rivals, or no clue. Absolutely no in-between. 
-You knew Isagi from being her childhood best friend, and once when she invited you to a party celebrating the latest match (totally just because you were friends), you couldn’t help but catch her rival’s eye. Rin Itoshi.
-Thus began the competition between both strikers to win your heart. At first, you entertained it but after the fourth fight of the week, you had to put your foot down and decided enter a poly relationship with them.
-The wedding day isn't easy either. But both women manage to shut up and get through the vows for this marriage. 
 “Do you take Yoichi Isagi and Rin Itoshi as your wives?”
 “Fuck no.” (What should’ve happened 🤡)
-Their rivalry extends to even the kids. One kid from each mother. Why? I don’t know either. The only thing that’s concrete was the fact that you couldn’t walk for some time once they were done with you.
-Two daughters from one striker and a son from the other. Making only two guys vs. four ladies (Trust me it’s not fun)
-Rin’s determined to turn her kids into football stars while Isagi’s more laid back and chill. 
-You can usually find Isagi asleep on the couch with the children whenever she returns late from practice. 
-Isagi also tends to show off pictures of her kids to her teammates which quickly gets annoying, forcing Rin to hold her back. 
-Rin acts like she doesn’t smother your kids in affection behind closed doors.
 “Our children are better than Sae’s.”
 “But she doesn’t even have any?” 
-Praying for your sanity in this marriage.
SAE & SHIDOU
-You were kidnapped for the wedding by Shidou.
-You and Sae knew each other from Spain, where you were assigned as her manager. But unlike the previous ones, the midfielder enjoyed you and found you slightly less annoying than the others. 
-Being the only one she liked, you two managed to bond over football and life. 
-Really good friendship and then you started to date her privately. 
-You met Shidou during the U-20 game where she scared the shit out of you.
-Sadly, when Sae gave this batshit crazy mfer her number, she gave yours too. Why? No idea.
-You and Sae were forced to endure the most out-of-pocket texts (she sent nudes-)
 “What the fuck is wrong with her?”
 “I mean…they’re bigger than yours…”
-When Shidou broke into Sae’s place, she caught you and the midfielder doing…stuff.
-Chaos ensued.
 “We’re going back to Spain, [Name].”
 “FINALLY!”
 (This never happened. Author simply has no idea what he’s doing)
-What actually happens is Shidou forcing Sae, who forced you, into a relationship. 
-At this point, contemplate suicide because there’s no way you’re physically surviving Shidou. Whether in bed or not. 
-Timeskip to the wedding and despite your prayers, Rin Itoshi shows up. Ensuing chaos 0.2
“Why is Rin staring at you, Shidou.”
 “...Shidou?...”
-The wedding ends with both Rin and Shidou in the hospital while you and Sae just…
-When it comes to kids, Shidou’s the most enthusiastic about. (Who could forget the womb scene?)
-You and Sae on the other hand aren’t really into the idea. 
 “We have to have kids! To leave our mark on the world!”
 “...”
 “...”
-In the end, you guys give in and have a kid. One son to be exact that Shidou carried.
-Sae’s still not onboard until the kid finally arrives.
-Then she acts as if she always wanted a kid. 
-Shidou’s always egging the boy on fights and loves having fun with him.
 “We told you to not let him beat up the other kid!”
 “Sorry, not sorry.”
-You can pray to whoever you want, but it’s definite that you’ll have gray hairs by the time you’re 30.
NOTES: You can tell I was running out of idea towards the end…But anyway! If you guys want me to do a part two, it’ll have Nagi/Reo Noa/Ego and Barou/Lorenzo!
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senmiyaazx · 9 months
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isagi yoichi x reader
no gendered pronouns used for reader but implied m!reader (or at least i wrote this with a male reader in mind)
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Droplets of water dropped down to the floor as you squeezed the excess water out of your hair.
Curiously, you glanced at the boy behind you, Isagi Yoichi.
You managed to catch up to him earlier while he was chilling in the pool(?) in the shower room, head thrown back and seemingly in deep thoughts.
Isagi Yoichi is a hardworking person, of course you knew that. You two had known each other for years. Growing closer after knowing you shared the same interest as him.
But just like everyone else, Isagi also had his ups and downs. Sometimes, he just needed someone, or rather, for you to talk to him. And being the great friend you are, you did. Approaching him and striking a conversation with him, something he needed after a stressful day at Blue Lock.
Eventually Isagi found himself finally relaxing at the comforting sound of your voice. As much as he wanted to stay with you for longer, he couldn't because you were in a different team and he had a match tomorrow.
Sighing, you both got out of the mini pool and started drying your body, which brings you to the present.
As you looked back at Isagi, your eyes widened at the sight.
He was... beautiful. He had his hair up, his bangs no longer covering his face showing hidden features that added to his beauty. His ocean blue eyes that you've always adored, half-lidded and focused on wiping the water that dripped off of his skin.
Isagi is pretty, and you wondered if he knew that himself.
Isagi shivered as he felt someone staring at him intensely and turned to you, tilting his head worriedly. "(Name)? Is there Something wrong?"
To his surprise, you stepped closer and leaned into his face, reaching a hand out to brush a stray hair out of his face before smiling. Immediately, Isagi felt his cheeks flare up, his skin flushing a beautiful red color.
"You look cute with your hair up like that," You paused, observing his face for a little longer before grinning again. His heart skipped a beat. "You should put it up more often. It suits you."
His lips parted in shock, speechless. The blush on his face was obvious, either you were really dense or just didn't comment on it, instead slipping your shirt on and gathering your things before walking towards the door, sparing him one last glance. "Good luck tomorrow, Yoichi." And with that, the door closed.
His hand touched his cheek where your hand grazed his skin, leaving a slight tingling sensation at the spot.
"(Name)... You're going to be the death of me."
The next day, Chigiri stared at Isagi weirdly, wondering why he suddenly had an interest to hair care and tips.
Chigiri glanced over to you from two seats away before looking back at Isagi who was blushing furiously.
"Isagi..." Chigiri deadpanned.
Isagi could only rub the back of his head sheepishly.
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yeah... you know that scene in the pool looking thingy, i really dont know what its called all i know is that isagi looked fucking amazing there
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kissagii · 1 year
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From the start, you and Isagi Yoichi agreed to keep your relationship quiet. The media attention just wasn't something you were ready to deal with, not until your relationship was stable.
Every interviewer that brought up his love life got the same answer:
"So, Isagi-san, do you have a girlfriend?" They'd ask, growing more and more persistent with every passing month.
"No." he'd say blandly, steering the questions away from the topic.
He always thought questions about his love life were pointless - he was a soccer player after all, why wouldn't they talk to him about that?
The two of you found your way around the paparazzi, made your friends promise to not say anything about your relationship, and loved each other dearly. And like that you were happy.
You had been together for two years when the interviewers posed a new and intriguing question - "Isagi-san, you've been wearing a necklace lately, is there a story behind this new fashion statement?"
"Oh this?" he asks, pulling the necklace out of his shirt, "it's my engagement ring!"
The silence was palpable as Isagi showed off the silver band with a wide grin. You knew that if the question ever arose, he'd answer truthfully. But you didn't expect today to be the day.
"You're engaged?" the woman with the microphone asked, eyes blown wide.
"Mhm!" Isagi craned his neck to look into the crowd, eyes lighting up when they found yours. He waved you over towards him with a smile. Hardly anyone noticed as you wormed through the crowd: they were all too shocked by your boyfriend's - no, fiancé's - revelation.
The interviewer continued to splutter out questions, but they fell on deaf ears. Isagi was focused on you as you emerged from the crowd, watching the love of his life with a schoolboy-like excitement. The news was out, and there was no point in holding back, so you threw your arms around him and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"There you are, pretty boy! Did you see my last goal there?" he giggled, hands resting on your waist.
"Of course I did, Yoii, I wouldn't miss it for anything!" being so affectionate with him in front of so many people felt so foreign, but at the same time so liberating.
"So- so this is the mystery fiancé?" the microphone stuffed into your face was unpleasant, to say the least.
"Uh, yeah. Hi," you said, waving at the camera. the silver ring on your finger glinted in the light.
The media was far from satisfied. "Isagi-san, all this time you've secretly had a boyfriend?"
"Yes! For two years now!" Isagi boasts proudly, a protective hand around your waist, keeping you close to his side.
"And how did you manage to hide it for this long?"
Isagi shrugged. "You just never asked the right questions."
"Well, Isagi-san, you do make a good point there. So, what's your favorite thing about your soon-to-be husband?"
"My favorite thing? Probably... everything."
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ethanharli · 1 year
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Requested; Yes.
Pairing(s); Yoichi Isagi x Male Reader.
Cw// Angst/Comfort, Nightmares, Mentions of blood/gore, Mentions of Death, Panic attacks, Mentions of Leatherface.
A/n- there's to many good slashers to choose from jesus christ, but you named leatherface as one so here he is.
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▪︎ He had been helping you with your nightmares and panic attacks the day you two shared a room. He never questioned it but he would gently hint at it, saying, “I’m here if you want to talk about anything,” and just offering simple affection and comfort during those times.
▪︎ The day you told him that you and some ex-friends were the victims of Leatherface, his blood ran cold, and his heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. He fully understood now why your nightmares were so violent, and why loud noises set you off.
▪︎ It broke his heart entirely one night when you woke up screaming, yelling in a panic about there being blood on your hands, and swearing that you saw Leatherface in the dark corners of your room. It nearly took an hour of him holding you in his arms, gently running his fingers through your hair and whispering words of comfort to get you to calm down.
▪︎ That night you cried into his shoulder, apologizing to him over and over again for being so difficult. For being so mentally broken. Even the scars from that encounter left you broken, and the survivors guilt ate you up almost every day.
▪︎ Isagi made sure to remind you that its not a bad thing that you made it out, that your friends would’ve wanted you to make it out alive, one of you at least, if not all. It made you cry, knowing he was right but also not being able to fully agree with it just yet.
▪︎ Sometimes you wondered why he even stayed with you, when he could've been with someone without all this pain and trauma. He told you everyday though, that he loves you, and even with all that pain and damage, the memories that you both have made together have been his favorites, and he wouldn't want anyone else.
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Requested; Yes.
Pairing(s); Seishiro Nagi x Male Reader.
Cw// Angst/Comfort, Nightmares, Mentions of blood/gore, Mentions of Death, Panic attacks, Mentions of Freddy Kruger/Jason Voorhees
A/n- If you understand why I put those two together I will love you forever.
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▪︎ He wasn’t to great with comforting you through your nightmares in the beginning, but after a while he’s learned how to properly help you and even asked what you’d like him to do in those situations. He never pressured you into telling him what was going on, and in his own way he showed you that you could trust him with it when you felt open to it.
▪︎ He almost didn’t believe you when you told him about your experiences. I mean, a man that could only appear and kill you in your dreams? that just didn’t seem possible, along with a man that got stabbed over a hundred times and still didn’t die? He nearly brushed it off, but it was you, and he knew you wouldn’t lie to him about this.
▪︎ He still didn’t know how to feel about it for a while but he believed you regardless. Whenever you refused to sleep, he’d try to stay awake with you for a while or hold you in his arms so you felt more comfortable and safer. Most of the time he’d just wait until you fell asleep before finally heading to bed himself.
▪︎One night, he woke up to your trembling, sobbing voice, hearing you repeatedly whisper, "Why can't I just go to sleep," and "What if he's in the room." It hurt him, seeing you like that, not even being able to get a moments peace in your own house, or even in your own sleep. He held your hand that night, and also tried to remind you that you were awake still, knowing how you would confuse being unconscious and conscious.
▪︎ On those rare, good nights, you'd both be laying together in bed, or curled up on the couch to watch a movie, and he'd be holding you or your hands. He'd even let you gently rub your thumb over the pulse on his wrist, so you had comfort in knowing that you were awake still.
▪︎ Even through all of this, he adored you. He never minded staying up with you until you fell asleep, or comforting you after a nightmare or throughout the day when your nerves were jumbled. Cause you both had your fun, loving moments still, and he wouldn't trade it for the world.
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infernalodie · 2 years
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Blue Lock Masterlist
($) = Smut (!) = Angst (*) = Fluff
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Hyoma Chigiri
($) Tonight - Hyoma Chigiri x Male!reader
($ *) Heaven - Hyoma Chigiri x Black!Male!reader
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Meguru Bachira
($) Woo - Meguru Bachira x Black!Male!reader
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Yoichi Isagi
($) Paranoid - Yoichi Isagi x Male!reader
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Shouei Barou
($ *) Hotel - Shouei Barou x Male!reader
MORE COMING SOON...
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tayovampr · 8 months
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Veil.
various characters drabble.
( warnings? ) none. ( notes? ) this is a veil! inspired story—you all should check out the manga it’s really good. reader is blind. fem reader. 1950s.
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“Can you hold my hand?” She asks softly, her head turning in the direction of the warmth emanating from his body. “It’s getting a bit chilly…”
The taller man looked down at the her, and sure enough, her cheeks were rosy. He could tell that she was getting cold.
“Of course.” He answered, lacing his gloved fingers through hers. “It’ll be easier to direct you if I hold your hand.”
The woman found herself smiling. She liked the feeling of his hands. He often wore gloves—and those were very soft. But, they often warmed up his hands. Of course, she would be wearing her own gloves, but she couldn’t remember the last place she had put them. And they would be far too late if she decided to feel around for them.
“Steps…” The man softly called out, alerting the girl of the changes in their path as they walked.
“Oh, thank you.” The woman responded, the pair returning to comfortable silence once again.
The man peered down at the shorter woman, his eyes gazing at her soft features with loving eyes. When he first saw her, he fell in love with everything about her. Her rosy cheeks, her full lips—which were always adorned in red lipstick, her neat eyebrows and long eyelashes, and her shiny hair that curled just perfectly at the end. Her style of dressing was elegant, and she had looks to rival Marilyn Monroe—he was in awe.
He often found himself staring at her, a fact that she has pointed out to him numerous times. But he can’t help it, I mean she was so beautiful it’ll be crazy not to notice her.
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When these two first met, it was in the corridors of their apartment building. She was a newcomer who had just moved into the room directly across from his.
The man didn’t really get along with his neighbors—and it wasn’t as if he really tried too. He always left early in the morning for his job and came back late at night. It wasn’t very often for him to run into people.
But then he met her.
She was gentle, like a small animal, and had a refined air to her. He could tell she grew up wealthy and in a stable household. She also seemed touchy. He would notice how she would graze her hands along the walls as she walked, and for the first few weeks she always had someone by her side, whispering into her ear.
A maid he presumed.
But why? Why would someone like her live in such a modest area? She seemed to stand out…and this seemed like a downgrade in his eyes.
One day, the man finally got the answers to his question.
In the lifts at half past twelve, he met her. They were the only two inside at the time, since it was quite literally midnight.
The woman immediately knew when the man stepped inside, since she could sense his presence. The scent of pine seemed to waft into the lift. A slight hint of musk and smoke covering his body. That was how she knew it was a man.
Although her history with men was troubled, she didn’t immediately go on alert. He seemed familiar somehow…
“You seem familiar…” She speaks out, her face turning in the direction of his scent. “Do I know you from somewhere?”
The man, who was already giving her his full attention nods, unaware that she couldn’t see him. “Oh, well that may be because I’m your neighbor. Directly across from you…”
The woman let’s out a gasp, covering her mouth his her hand, face morphing into shock. “No wonder!” She exclaimed, memories of walking to her door and getting faint smells of his scent.
The man chuckled at her reaction. He thought her mannerisms were cute.
“Ah, you must have been expecting me to introduce myself—I am terribly sorry!” The woman said anxiously, causing the man to wave his hands in disagreement.
“No worries…I should be the one to introduce myself. But you see, I’m rarely home so I never got the chance…” The man began to think that this lift ride was especially longer than usual. But whatever the reason he was thankful.
“Oh?”
“It’s because of my job, I often have to stay out late…” The man finishes, scratching his head bashfully.
“I think it’s wonderful you have a job. I don’t work myself…” The woman responded. The man let out a knowing grunt. He sort of knew she probably didn’t work. It did seem like she had no issue getting money. But one thing did stand out to him…
“You must be very tired…”
“Hmm?”
“Well I mean, it may be dark but aren’t your eyes closed right now?”
The woman thoughtfully scratches her chin before softly smiling.
“Well if I open them, I wouldn’t be able to see anything—so I rather keep them closed.”
It was then the man finally understood, and all the pieces of the puzzles clicked in his mind.
“Ah! I’m terribly sorry for—”
“No need to be sorry, I never mentioned it.” The woman interrupted his apology, a forlorn expression crossing her face for a quick moment.
The doors of the lift finally opened, letting them know that they have arrived at their floor. Unexpectedly, the woman extended her hands towards the man.
“Well, would you be so kind as to walk me back to my room sir?” She asked, a mischievous look on her face. The man was stunned—but he assumed it was just the darkness tampering with his vision.
“Of course, then we shall go over introductions on the way…”
“That sounds lovely…”
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finnzhal · 6 months
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All of my works about BLUE LOCK are all in here !
Rules are in MASTERLINKS ! for requesting
The ones with no reader's gender specified are gender neutral
I'll be adding more charas in the future
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— CHARACTERS :
Aiki Himizu
Alexis Ness
Aoshi Tokimitsu
Meguru Bachira
Hyoma Chigiri
Ikki Nikko
Shoei Baro
Zantetsu Tsurugi
Reo Mikage
Seishiro Nagi
Ryusei Shidou
Yo Hiori
Eita Otoya
Jyubei Aryu
Ranze Kurona
Kenyu Yukimiya
rin Itoshi
Sae Itoshi
Tabitso Karasu
Gin Gagamaru
Rensuke Kunigami
Yoichi Isagi
Ranze Kurona
Nijiro Nanase
Oliver Aiku
Shuto Sendo
Michael Kaiser
— ADULTS :
Adam Blake
Anri Teieri
Jinpachi Ego
Noel Noa
Chris Prince
Don Lorenzo
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©Finnzhal. Do not steal other people's works.
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chigirims · 1 year
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02 !boyfriend reo¡ will go on a date w you (he asked you after repeating what he was going to say to you in front of his mirror.) and everything you will watch too long, he will come back the next day to buy them and the same day you will receive a package of everything he has bought in front of your door.
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