biting kaiser’s thighs teasingly as you give him a blowjob, you’ll be going up and down his cock, gagging on his length as his thighs shake beneath you, giving you the sweetest sounds from above, eyes squeezed shut as your grip on his thighs tighten.
once you notice this though.. you purposely pop off kaiser’s tip with a ‘pop’ sound, he opens one eye and looks down at you. “huh?” he huffs, his chest heaving up and down before both his eyes open fully, and he watches you drag your tongue down his inner thigh, he shudders at the feeling. “schatz..?” he whispers, before you start peppering kisses down and nibbling at the flesh.
kaiser grunts— letting out a moan, “ah-!,” he couldn’t help himself, he was very loud when it came to things like this. you smile against his thigh, leaving a bite mark on his skin, moving your mouth to the other side. and doing the exact same thing, sucking and biting down.
kaiser usually wakes up in the morning and wonders why his inner thighs are so sore.— then he instantly remembers your brutal bites.(he loved it.) he’ll complain to you the next day, “shouldn’t have bit me.. you animal,” he glares. only for you to hug him from behind and kiss his neck. fuck. he was so weak for you. ♡
Rin Itoshi would absolutely panic like crazy when he'll hear you groaning in pain from period cramps for the first time.
This man has never had a girlfriend before you. No sisters. No female cousins. Not even a normal female friend. The only women he's interacted with are probably the team doctor and maybe a manager once a month. That's it.
So when you suddenly double over, clutching your stomach, gasping or letting out a quiet scream?
He'll just stand there like:
"What happened?"
"I'm fine. Period cramps."
And when you'll say, "It's normal. It happens every month," he'll look at you like you just admitted to surviving being stabbed monthly.
You'll tell him to calm down and rest beside you, but he won't be in the room anymore. No, he'll be in the kitchen whisper-screaming at his phone like it personally offended him.
Rin Itoshi's Google search history at 12:47 PM:
"How to stop period cramps FAST"
"Do girls DIE from period pain??"
"How do I help girlfriend with period pain no experience"
"Best foods for uterus"
"How to compress pain out of body without hurting her more"
"Can you remove a uterus safely in your own house (hypothetical)"
He'll come back with:
A mug of hot water (not tea. just… hot water.)
A sock filled with hot rice (he found it on a blog)
A banana (??? for potassium apparently)
A blanket (!!! Because Google said warmth)
And a whole notebook because he's now tracking your cycle himself
And then he'll sit beside you, eyes wide, completely pale like:
"Why does it hurt this much? Should we call someone? Are you dying?"
"No Rin. This is normal. My uterus is just throwing a tantrum."
He'll just stare at you like you just casually told him you live with daily torture.
You'd be half dying but also blushing because this man is SO serious about helping.
And he'd say something like:
"I'm going to fix it next month. I'll be prepared."
Hii lovely! Can i request the blue lock boys mistaking reader's older brother for another guy and getting jealous of him. (Plz include isagi, bachira, reo, nagi, rin, sae, kaiser, shidou and anyone else you'd like)
“𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐟 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥”
a/n: hiii bae, i love this idea sm! (pls forgive me for the low quality header)
ft. isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, mikage reo, nagi seishiro, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, kaiser michael, shidou ryusei
isagi yoichi
you told him someone was picking you up after practice and didn’t mention who.
so when he sees a tall guy with nice hair waiting by your car, he instantly pauses mid-jog like he’s in a sports anime slow-motion scene.
“wait. who the hell…?”
watches you hug this mystery man and get in the passenger seat.
oh. oh it’s a wrap. he’s cooked. is this his karma for flexing his goal tally last week?
that night he doesn't text you first (petty behavior unlocked). when you finally message, “did you get home safe?” he replies, “yeah. did you get home safe with your lil ‘uber driver’ or whatever 😐”
nearly cries when you say it’s just your brother.
“BROTHER? LIKE BLOOD BROTHER?”
he meets him later and is so polite but clingy the whole time. has an arm slung around your shoulder like “i got her, no need to pick her up ever again.”
gives you a shy kiss on the temple while looking your brother dead in the eye 😇
bachira meguru
sees your brother at your apartment when he comes over to surprise you.
the door is slightly open. bachira peeks in and hears you say, “stop stealing my snacks!” and some guy laughing like he owns the place.
bachira.exe has stopped working.
this man literally runs away. doesn’t knock. just leaves.
sends you a cryptic voice message like, “soooo do you still love me or should i get custody of our imaginary dog?”
when you call and say it’s your brother, he LAUGHS LIKE A PSYCHO.
“ohhhh that’s so funny ‘cause i was about to fight for my life 😭”
next time he sees your brother, he fake-flexes his abs and tries to one-up him in every game, from uno to mario kart.
“see babe? i’m the real alpha here. right, brother-in-law?”
your brother loves him. thinks he’s weird. they do matching face masks later.
mikage reo
the moment he sees you posting a blurry photo on your story captioned “my least favorite person 💔” with some dude's arm around your shoulder, he becomes a detective.
zooms in. enhances. runs it through a filter. ignores the caption completely.
“that’s not me. and it’s DEFINITELY not nagi. WHO IS THIS MAN.”
texts you casually like: “sooo what’d you do today? meet anyone... interesting?”
meanwhile he’s pacing in a designer hoodie.
almost calls nagi to vent but remembers nagi doesn’t give a single damn.
when you say “lmao that’s my brother, dumbass,” he sends you $100 with the caption: “sorry for doubting. pls buy snacks and forgive me 💜”
meets your brother and turns on the CEO charm.
“soooo… you single?” winks jokingly
your brother, confused: “uh no?”
“good. me neither.” arm around you. smug smirk. threat level: rich.
nagi seishiro
looks up from his phone when you walk into a restaurant with some guy.
blinks once. twice.
puts his phone down. dramatic. “wow. didn’t know you were dating someone else.”
sulks and stares at you across the room like he’s in a soap opera.
when you come over and say, “sei, this is my brother,” he straight up says, “you have a brother? since when.”
“since birth???”
nods. doesn’t even apologize.
“he looked too handsome. had to double-check.”
ends up napping on your brother’s shoulder later like a sleepy cat. they bond over mobile games.
itoshi rin
he’s already jealous of the mailman, so your brother didn’t stand a chance.
sees him waiting for you outside and immediately assumes the worst.
glares. bro is GLARING.
mutters to himself, “should’ve known. she’s way too good for me.”
gives you the coldest shoulder when you get in his car later.
you’re like “what’s wrong with you.”
“nothing. maybe you should ask your boyfriend.”
you: “you mean my brother???”
cue long pause.
“… i knew that.”
very quiet for the rest of the ride. holds your hand tighter though.
texts sae like: “how do you tell someone you were ready to fight their sibling over nothing.”
sae: “you don’t. you just live with it.”
itoshi sae
sees you walking beside your brother and goes dead silent.
looks him up and down. lips twitch.
you’re like, “why do you look like you’re about to commit a felony?”
“no reason. just thinking.”
“thinking about what?”
“thinking about breaking his ankles on a futsal court.”
you tell him it’s your brother and he just goes “oh.”
OH???
does he apologize? no.
does he move on like nothing happened? yes.
will still side-eye your brother whenever he sees him.
gives him a firm handshake like he’s secretly arm-wrestling him.
mutters under his breath: “i’m the better itoshi.”
kaiser michael
he's cocky until he thinks he’s being replaced.
sees a photo of you and your brother at the arcade and his ego takes a massive hit.
“who is this peasant touching my queen.”
replies to your story with: “cute pic. who’s the guy? should i be worried?”
you: “that’s literally my brother.”
kaiser: relieved scoff “oh thank goodness. for a second i was about to challenge him to a duel.”
starts calling your brother “bro” the next time he sees him.
“what’s up, bro. wanna see baby pics of your sister? i’ve got a whole album.”
definitely shows off and starts speaking german around him for no reason.
“was für ein schöner tag, oder? (what a beautiful day, isn’t it?)”
“mihya, stop flexing, you sound like google translate.”
shidou ryusei
sees you talking to your brother at a café.
brain: jealousy, murder, mayhem.
throws his smoothie in the trash and storms in.
slaps an arm around your waist and kisses your cheek with aggressive eye contact at your brother.
“who’s this clown?”
“ryu, this is my BROTHER.”
“oh.”
laughs like a maniac “well he’s ugly anyway, right babe?”
your brother: “… i’m right here.”
ends up challenging him to arm wrestling and fails spectacularly.
“whatever. you might be stronger, but i get to kiss her.”
sends you a voice note later like: “babe, don’t ever give me a heart attack like that again. i was about to grab my barbed wire bat.”
you've convinced yourself you hate kaiser so why do you always let him back in your sheets??
you two weren't anything serious. just a fucked up sort of situationship.. so here you are- bent over, face in the sheets and grudgingly enjoying the feeling of the cocky bastard shoving his dick in and out of your weeping cunt, one of his hands on your hip- the other pushing your face down. "enjoying this, schlampe--??" he asks with a breathy chuckle. "last time i checked you were- nmh, the one who said we were done with .. quote, whatever shit this was, eh?" he coos, knowing what he was doing to you. "stupid, stupid,.. stupid." you hated his ego- the way his degrading jabs felt so good to hear, making your walls squeeze around him even tighter.
your face was an absolute mess, mascara runny underneath your eyes, face smeared with your own drool. "fucking.. hate you," you grunted underneath him. and not even a surprise at this point, all kaiser does it let out a mocking laugh, pressing a pitiful spank to your ass, like he didn't even take you seriously. .. because he didn't. you two had a big argument, just for you to call him, practically begging to be fucked!(that's what he heard, atleast.)
"yeah .. yeah, run that mouth all you want," he rolled his eyes- before rolling his hips even harder, you could feel his mushroom tip hit even deeper. you knew you'd be sore all day tomorrow but fuck. you were addicted to him. his body, his words, how rude he was in bed, and as much as you said you hated him, you loved him. even that god awful personality of his.
while you were lost in the pleasure of the moment- your ears filled with the sounds of your moans, kaiser's breathless grunts- and the skin slapping echoes, .. you were fully zoned out. so, of course, kaiser decided to bring you back! by pulling your hair roughly up. he leaned down, forcing you to look up at him. "already stupid?" he asked, giving you an unamused look despite his own face being sweaty. he grinned for a moment at the sight, before huffing. "say ah, princess." he called you, mockingly. you obediently listened and opened your mouth without a doubt, not feeling anything close to hate now.
kaiser took the opportunity to spit down in your mouth, nasty, right? but god was it fucking hot. "swallow." he demanded, his grip around your hair tightening- lifting your head up even more as he watches your throat bob, indicating that you swallowed. he loosens his grip and instead brings his hand down to caress your cheek- before pressing a soft slap to your cheek, then he snapped his hips forward once again. brutally.
listen, the guys older, and wiser now— in his late thirties, still looking young as ever, but nonetheless, he’s older.
and not to mention the fact that he has a child. with a wife he was quickly divorced to. andddd.. he never thought he’d find himself pounding the fuck out of his young nanny aka you.
“mh, fuuuckk..” he groans, his hips slamming into yours, loud popping sounds echoing in his huge master bedroom as his hands grab at your plushy stomach.
“ ‘ever tell you, i, fuckin’ love .. how soft you are?” he asks through breathless pants, one of his hands coming up to grip the plush of your ass before delivering a soft spank to your flesh- enjoying the way it looked each time he would pull out of you- then push roughly back in. “such a good girl ffff..’me,” shidou drags.
he moves in closer— his buff chest leaning on your arched back to check out your sweet face, only to see you lost in total bliss. “feel good sweets?” he chuckles- watching your eyes slowly look up at him. “mhm….” you just hum, your walls clenching around him even tighter. “doing a good job for me, baby,” he says, leaning back up, pulling out-
he moves both of his hands from their previous placement to stretch your pussy— watching it flutter at him, leaking your juices and remnants from his pre cum. “beautiful fuckin’ girl.” he spits on your cunt- rubbing it allll over before shoving two of his long, rough fingers inside- earning a sharp gasp from you.
THE freak is back👅. lowkey..angst to comfort. I need to cry so bad.
how abt reader singing yellow(by Coldplay) and cancer to bunny, shidou, michael and ur favs but they dont care much until reader left them. so they try to get reader back by singing those songs to em..idk this sucks my and💔🥀
you dont gotta do both or this in general just an idea, lava ur writing take care of urself too<33
-⭐💧/🦴
OH MY GOD YOU’RE BACK HIII
ok i see where ur coming from. yes i will do this. 😈
(then i’ll make an alternative with a happy ending because i can’t handle so much sadness)
otoya eats you out like man starved. after a long day of practice- he comes home to you. you’ll ask: “are you hungry?” in that sweet voice of yours. only to be screaming nearly minutes later.
“oh fuck! oh fuck oh fuck!” you cry out, repeating curse word after curse word. otoya was rude when he ate pussy. very. he held your hips down with a bruising grip, one of his hands even going up just to push down your stomach on purpose so you couldn’t try to buck up at all. “mhph,” is the only sound he lets out as he tongue fucks your poor cunt, licking a long stripe up and down teasingly, flicking his tongue against your clit with evil intent- before delving his tongue right back inside you.
“shit-, oh my-, god!!” your voice was breaking by now. one hand squeezing the sheets as your other hand gripped otoya’s hair tightly, nearly shoving his face into your core as you began to reach your high. and he was going to give it to you.
minutes after riding out your orgasm, he kisses your lips, sloppily. making sure you could taste your juices off of his tongue by shoving it into your mouth, his tongue relentlessly claiming you. he moved down to press wet kisses to your chin, jaw, your neck.. “wanna taste you again..” he whispers in your ear.
all you can do is nod- and brace yourself for another hell of a ride.
kaiser wasn’t the type to just show actual emotions. no, no. he was a strong guy, the type of guy to cover up how he truly feels with his cocky personality-. but is it really confidence or just a sorry excuse for insecurity? you knew the answer to that. only you. because right now, you found yourself comforting him.
kaiser does this at night sometimes. not a lot, but it happens. he’ll have a bad dream, one that feels like he’s reliving his god awful past all over again, then he wakes up with tears in his eyes. quickly, he wipes them and turns over to see you, sleeping peacefully without a care in the world. so he let out a huff and poked your arm, attempting to wake you up.. after ten seconds of poking and whispering: “[name]. wake up. [name]… schatz.” kaiser pesters… you finally blink awake. “mh? what is it?” you ask groggily, your voice a bit rough from sleep.
it didn’t help that it was also midnight hour.
“nightmare.” kaiser mumbles. and that’s all it takes for you to grab him and big spoon him. kaiser lets out a deep breath of relief, needing this. needing you. needing your comfort. “i’m here,” you whisper. your hands in his soft blonde locks, massaging his scalp with loving movements, you let his head shift more, burying his face in the crook of your neck. he wasn’t like this during the day. well, not much. so even though you felt really bad for the fact that kaiser had to go through this shit, you would take it. and hug him until he would be able to fall asleep without any worries. like you. “i love you,” you say with that soft tone of yours, kissing his forehead.
kaiser lets out a grunt, before whispering back a muffled, “love you too.. myy.. perfect girl,” in his rough german accent.
that was his favorite nickname for you. because he strongly believed it was very very true. you were perfect in his eyes. through and through.
was feeling fluff tonight. i don’t really want to write smut atmmm unless im feeling the mood which i lowkey haven’t. i’ve been feeling sad these days and i need comfort so im just gonna write it through.. blue lock? even though reader is comforting the charac… whatever..
ness is the type to get sooo jealous to the point that he gets extra rough in bed. just like right now.
he has you shoved into the bed, face down ass up- except it’s brutal. both of his hands are on your throat as his hips snap and his cock thrusts in and out of your sopping cunt, ass stinging a bright red from the impact of his previous slaps and harsh movement.
“ah-, fuck- you can take me.. y-yes … herzchen,” he grunts, stuttering messily but with a tone of possessiveness. meanwhile your already off in heaven- brain fuzzy to the point all you could think of was the pleasure and the feeling of ness’s long cock pounding into your poor cervix. it’s like you could feel his neediness to claim everytime he bottomed out in your walls then pulled out, only to continue the exact same thing.