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Sometimes you break my heart

Blue Block x Reader

Summary: Blue Lock boys do things that break your heart

Part II • Blue Lock Masterlist

Shidou Ryusei

Tabito Karasu

Shoei Barou

Sae Itoshi

Oliver Aiku

Michael Kaiser

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Hello, can I request a Naruto x reader who is insecure because they is short?

So the reader was bullied throughout his childhood and adolescence.and children-adolescents are too cruel and I dare say that without a filter, if they see something about you that bothers them, they will tell you without scruples.(I know what I'm talking about, I was 1.49 tall almost until adulthood Most people made fun of me, saying I'm a Smurf and Minion, thank goodness I'm 1.51m tall now🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️)

By Anonymous 🐄💨🍰

Hello! I was going to attempt to write this but I honestly am not doing the story justice.

I’m 178cm tall so… I have no idea what it feels like to be bullied about height tbh 😟

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Sometimes you break my heart SMAU

Blue Lock x Reader

Summary: Blue Lock boys do things that break your heart

Warning: Angst, heartache

Part I • Blue Lock Masterlist

Isagi Yoichi

Meguru Bachira

Rin Itoshi

Seishiro Nagi

Reo Mikage

Hyoma Chigiri

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My Husband [18+]

Monkey D. Luffy x Marine!Reader

Summary: You get intimate with your husband

Warning: ... smut

Part VI Series Masterlist

The bath was more heavenly than you could've imagined. The kind of extravagance you've never experienced. Going straight from Dadan's place right into the gruelling Marine camps where you endured less than ideal spaces. All of which were far more tidy and comfortable than Dadan's home.

You thought the Marine life was the high life.

All until now.

And it all starts with this bath.

It's more like a glorified pool inside a ship.

Tall rain water like showers with a massive body of water right in the centre, with trimming that screamed artistry. Steam rising off the mineral water, in slow waves, as if waving you in.

But not before showering.

You worked to wash away the unseen dirt from your body, scrubbing your skin with a wash cloth all whilst Luffy lathers up your hair into various funny foamy styles. Each design more ridiculous than the last. His laughter melting away with a whine as you throw water over your head, instantly destroying the sudd styled mohawk he was building.

His disappointment didn't last long though as he turns on his heals, dashing toward the water and cannonballing into the bath with a huge splash; only to resurface, already swimming laps with his boundless energy all whilst you slowly step into the hot water, slowly submerging into the healing warmth.

By the time you both got out, you were feeling more refreshed than ever.

"Wow! Not even the marines have something like that." You sigh, making a mental note to praise Franky for his craftsmanship and imagination to engineer such an impressive structure inside a very rocky ship subject to abuse on the grand line. Luffy opens the door to his private quarters, stepping to the side, making space for you to follow through the threshold as you continue to prattle on, already sinking into the pile of clothes on the floor, some items you picked up on your travels to the Thousand Sunny, never needing civilian clothes until now. "What're we doing today?" Holding up a sundress in one hand, and an off-shoulder tank in the other. "Are we going to an island? Fishing? Playing Games?-" Your words cut short when you feel Luffy's hands snaking around your sides. His head already craning into the crook of your neck, his breath grazing your skin until goosebumps erupt to the surface.

"Let's stay in here a while." He says quietly. His hands now gripping the towel wrapped around your body and slowly tugging it off. "We haven't since..."

"I know." You reply, turning around until your face to face.

His eyes full of that needy look that's often hidden beneath the surface of his playful demeanour.

Without needing to say anything else, you tilt your head up, eyes already closing in anticipation as he captures your lips with his own. Slow and deep, his tongue slowly edging into your own mouth, as he walks you backwards, your legs hitting the bar of the bed, making your knees buckle until you land back first onto the mattress. Luffy following you on the way down, unfazed, completely focused on your mouth, as if making up for lost time.

Heat is already pooling to the pit of your stomach. Absolute need pulling at your heartstrings as your knees part just enough for him to slide into his rightful place between your legs.

But he hasn't moved. Not yet.

Just right when you thought you couldn't take another second, his hand captures your knees, prying them apart as if you weren't parting them enough for him.

You feel him hesitate, as if unsure if he wants to play around with you before going further or if he wants to sink into you already.

He pulls away from your lips and with just a glance, Luffy already knows what you want from him. Your face says it all. It always does.

Don't wait. I need you now.

So he does just that, mouth already dropping back down to your own, his hardened member already lining up to your slick entrance as he slides in with a faint groan that's barely audible. Your head already pulling up and away, tilting back as you try your best to swallow back any sounds, just airy breaths passing your lips as he begins to rock slowly. Each stroke hitting you deep, his tip just kissing your cervix, and that angle just grazing that that spot.

He slowly kisses lines down your throat, as if silently praising your self control for not getting loud.

This moment is intimate. Something only between you, not an erotic fantasy for anyone else to hear or witness.

For now you will be in his bed, where you two will reconnect after a long time apart.

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Miss You [18+]

Blue Lock x Reader

Summary: you send a cheeky text that others accidentally see.

Yoichi Isagi

“Finally! I earnt enough points for phone privileges!” Isagi celebrates. Walking into the shared room with his phone, collapsing in his seat.

“For real? Do you have any games on your phone?” Nagi asks, pushing his face in front of Isagi’s phone.

“Uh sure man— let’s see… here I got this one. You get 10 minutes and I want my phone back.”

Nagi snatched the phone like it was his god given right. “Deal.”

Really it’s either the world’s worst timing or pure dumb luck. But the message banner that popped up made Isagi feel impossibly exposed.

Girlfriend💕: God I miss you so much

“Girlfriend?”

Girlfriend💕: Especially your mouth and the way you—

“WOAH!” Nagi yells suddenly. Tossing the phone back to Isagi. “I DIDNT MEAN TO READ IT I SWEAR!” Nagi suddenly bolting to his bed and hiding under the covers.

Isagi looks at his phone, all the colour draining from his face. “IM SORRY NAGI!”

“This never happened!” Nagi yells rolling over, a pillow placed over his head.

“Uh… what the hell just happened?” Baro interrupts, standing in the doorway.

“Nothing!”

“Isagi has a girlfriend!”

“Nagi?!”

Meguru Bachira

“Hey how did you get a phone?” Aryu asks, leaning over Meguru’s shoulder.

“I spent my points— if I didn’t my girl would kill me.” Meguru shrugs casually. Placing his phone to the side, “I’m heading off to the gym.” He says, walking out of the room as if he didn’t leave behind the most intriguing tool that gave a small insight into his life.

Aryu instantly snatching the tool up.

Tokimitsu instantly squealing with panic. “What are you doing?! That’s private property! You can’t just start looking through it— that’s wrong!” He begins prattling having his own personal meltdown.

“You two knock it off already.” Rin bites impatiently, but Aryu is waving his hand.

“I’m trying to see if there’s any evidence on what kind of girl would be interested in dating a boy like Bachira—“ and just like a manifestation.

My Girl✨: Miss You [1 Image Attached]

Aryu clicks in open and instantly is hit with a flood of emotions. Over come with a wave of appreciation for the artistic flare in the spicy image sent and an overwhelming feeling of unfabuousness for witnessing such a private photo.

Seishiro Nagi

“Are you even listening to me?!” Baro bellows, but Nagi continues to faze Baro out.

“I’m busy— try again later.” Nagi responds dryly, eyes not moving away from his phone.

Baro just about lost it, snatching away Nagi’s phone to look at what was so important, he was being ignored.

And that’s when he saw it.

Rider 🐄 🧍‍♀️: God I miss your body so much.

Rider 🐄 🧍‍♀️: Wanna ride you so bad

Nagi snatched his phone back with intense possessiveness Baro has only ever seen on the field.

“Uh… sorry.” He mutters shuffling awkwardly back to his bed, leaving a dumbfounded Isagi watching the shenanigans unfolding from a distance.

Reo Milagros

“Reo what are you — AH!” Chigiri yelps, but not before catching a glimpse of your message.

Sugar 🍒: Like the new set you bought me? [Attached Image]

Reo throwing his phone face down instantly.

Nagi sits at a safe distance in the food hall. Watching Reo and Chigiri arguing. Muttering under his breath. “Rookie mistake.”

Hyoma Chigiri

Chigiri’s first mistake was leaving his phone in the food hall.

Chigiri’s second mistake was leaving his phone behind in the food hall, knowing your in his contacts.

“Oh hey, isn’t this Chigiri’s phone?” Isagi announces, Nagi looking over boredly with a shrug.

“Dunno, check the Lock Screen.”

And well… Isagi really wish he didn’t

Personal Braider 💋: It’s hard out here not having you bend me over and—

Isagi locks the screen instantly.

“Was it his?” Nagi asks. But Isagi just places the phone back down.

“Don’t worry about it, let’s go.”

Shoei Baro

“Hey you got any games on your phone I can play?” Nagi asks, picking up Baro’s phone, whilst he’s distracted styling his hair.

“No.”

But of course, Nagi ignores him and checks his phone anyway.

Hot Mess 🌪️: Waiting on my knees for you, please come home soon and so I can have a taste 👅

Heat flares up Nagi’s cheeks as he puts the phone back exactly as he found it.

Michael Kaiser

Alexis only wanted to check the time.

He didn’t ask to be flash banged with dirty previews.

Mein Luder ♥️: [Attached Image]

Mein Luder ♥️ : You look so good out there, i have the oil ready to thoroughly massage you after 🫦 happy ending guaranteed

Alexis just drops the phone and walks back over to Michael.

“You really should lock your preview messages.”

Tabito Karasu

Okay, it’s not Ryusei fault he picked up Karasu’s phone and saw the naughty text messages someone by the name of menace.

Menace 😈: Come over

Menace 😈: I’ll ride the bad attitude right out of you

Where it might just be his fault is the replies he sent next.

Dom 🐍: Send me a picture

Menace 😈: You already have a gallery ☺️

Dom 🐍: Please baby need a new one just for me

Menace 😈: Who the fuck is this? 😃

Menace 😈: TABITO WOULD NEVER SAY ‘PLEASE’ AND HE’D CALL ME A MILLION OTHER NASTY NAMES BEFORE BABY 🗣️

Dom 🐍: Sounds toxic

Dom 🐍: You should get a new man

Oliver Aiku

Ryusei was just minding his business, chilling by the benches when a phone started buzzing incessantly.

So he humbly picks up the phone with every intention to silence it— definitely not to spy on the notifications.

Simp ☀️: PLEASE how can you look so delicious standing there in a power pose

Simp ☀️: RAHH you’re so pretty 🫦

Simp ☀️: Just lay down already and let me take care of you 😩

“Oi— what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Oliver barks, storming to snatch his prized possession back, but Ryusei holds the object just out of reach.

“Whose simp? I don’t mind sharing if you don’t mind.” Ryusei teases handing the phone back to Oliver who glares daggers.

“Never.”

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No you don’t get it! My girls a freak! [18+]

Ryusei Shidou x Reader

Summary: Ryusei’s response to the shenanigans and the final part.

Warning: sexual themes

Part IV • Series Masterlist

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No you don’t get it! My girls a freak! [18+]

Ryusei Shidou x Freaky!Reader

Summary:

Warning: sexual themes

Part III • Series Masterlist

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No you don’t get it! My girls a freak! [18+]

Ryusei Shidou x Freaky!Reader

Summary: Ryusei’s girlfriend has some words

Warning: sexual themes

Part II • Series Masterlist

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No you don’t get it! My girls a freak!

Ryusei Shidou x Freaky!Reader

Summary: SMAU Ryusei is the biggest flirt. Always trying to bag one up with the boys. But what happens when they tell his secret girlfriend about his flirtation? They were expecting a messy fall out. Instead, they’re confronted with a freak.

Part I • Series Masterlist

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Series Masterlist: No you don’t get it! My girls a freak!

A Masterlist composed of SMAU where Ryusei Shidou’s girlfriend is exposed to be a bigger freak than Ryusei.

Series Status: Complete

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV • Final

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Morning After

Oliver Aiku x ExGirlfriend!Reader

Summary: It’s the morning after and you’re soaking up the bliss from the night before— only Oliver ruins your morning glow with talks about being back together…

Warning: Lots of angst and heartbreak

“Honey, you have no idea how happy I am that you took me back.” Oliver’s airy admission had your heart plummeting to your stomach.

“What?” You ask softly, not sure if you fully understood his words.

“Baby, you know how much I missed you.” He says, placing his arms across your abdomen, pulling your form closer into him. “I’ve been so miserable without you.” He says, placing a kiss into your neck, his feelings translating from his lips through to your skin.

I love you.

Once upon a time, this would’ve made you happy. But that was then, and this is now.

“Um Oliver, we’re not getting back together.” You say with a raised brow, pulling from his embrace as you being to get dressed.

“Don’t play me Y/n, you’ll break my heart.” He says playfully, making you relax at his tone. Your shoulders drop, catching on to his joke. You continue to get dressed. Oliver’s glossy blown out eyes begins to harden when he realises that you’re… serious. “Wait are you serious right now?” His steady heart begins to speed up when he sees you still getting dressed, now avoiding eye contact. “You just used me?” He asks, now pulling the sheets up more.

“What’s the problem Oliver— do you regret sleeping with me?”

“No its— I just thought you wanted me again—“

Your ice queen tone.

“I did want you again Oliver— you’re a good fuck.” Your blatant tone has Oliver’s throat choking up. “Don’t act so surprised, I mean you clearly are good at sex. You did practice a lot with other women when we were together right?”

“How did?-“

“I couldn’t ever get back together with you Ollie.” You begin to laugh, “You’re really only good for one thing.”

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barou shoei introduces you for the first time to his teammates! ♡

barou shoei barged into the restaurant like it was a battlefield and without missing a beat, he marched straight to the table where his teammates were chilling, dragging you behind him like you were a sack of groceries he just tossed onto the counter.

he slammed both hands down, stared them all down, then grunted:

“this is my girlfriend,” he announced, like he was declaring war.

everyone blinked at you. then at him. then back at you.

isagi wheezed so hard he almost fell off his chair. “YOU?? A GIRLFRIEND?? NO WAY!”

bachira slapped the table. “DID SHE LOSE A BET?!”

“i thought you were in a committed relationship with your gym socks,” nikko gasped.

oliver choked on his drink. “damn, i guess the king of the field is the housewife of the year!”

barou scowled, fists clenched. “WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!”

“you don’t date, barou,” isagi laughed. “you vacuum. you yell. you label your containers.”

bachira wiped tears from his eyes. “you once kicked me out of your apartment because i wore shoes near your rug.”

“THOSE ARE BASIC HOUSE RULES!!” barou roared.

you just smiled, patting his arm. “don’t be mean. he’s actually the sweetest. he meal preps for me and folds my laundry into perfect little rectangles.”

every single one of them stared like you’d just claimed barou volunteers at orphanages and sings lullabies to puppies.

you continued casually, “he vacuums my carpet in straight lines. he folds my underwear like origami. he cried once when i told him i liked his apron.”

“WHAT APRON—” barou started to scream, already bright red.

you patted his arm. “you know, the one that says ‘queen of the kitchen, king of my heart.’”

barou covered his face. “STOP TALKING—”

“he’s basically my housewife,” you added with a grin.

another long pause.

isagi held his stomach, wheezing. “nah, i’m done. if barou landed a girlfriend, then if rin ever gets a girlfriend—i’m moving to igaguri’s temple and become a monk."

oliver raised a glass. “and i’ll officiate the rin wedding in a holy robe made of old blue lock jerseys!”

barou gritted his teeth, practically vibrating. “y’all are freaks. i should’ve left you all in the trash where i found you.”

isagi threw up his hands, grinning. “please don’t hurt us, housewife king! we’re just lowly peasants!”

barou was about to lunge across the table, until you gently passed him your plate.

“can you cut this for me, honey?”

everyone went dead silent. then barou grumbled, eyes twitching. “gimme the damn fork.”

and just like that, he was carefully slicing your food into symmetrical pieces like a michelin-starred husband.

oliver raised his glass again. “to barou! king of clean, slayer of dust, but keeper of love!”

barou hissed, “i will sanitize your souls.”

but he still wiped the corner of your mouth two minutes later.

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This feels cannon

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So we meet again.

Hyoma Chigiri x Sisters Bestfriend!Reader

Summary: Hyoma’s sister and her best friend visit him after the U20 and Blue Lock game.

A/n: so I was invited to an AFL game for a work event and after the game, a bunch of other VIP’s mentioned meeting the players in the change rooms for a meet and greet and I was… SO CONFUSED— because what do you mean you’re going to see the players in the change room?! My co-worker explained that VIP’s especially sponsors can meet the players in the change room… weird. But it did give me inspiration for today’s story.

“Oi Chigiri~” Otoya whispered under his breath, elbowing him in the ribs. ”isn’t that your sister? Who’s that with her?” He hums as Hyoma looks over his shoulder to see his sister walking in with her annoying best friend Y/n, strutting right behind her with that usual huge ass attitude of hers.

“My sisters nuisance of a best friend.” Chigiri mutters back, making Otoya grin like a mad man.

“Love me some foreigner. Since she’s not family, then she’s fair game—“

“Like hell.” Chigiri deadpans, eyes full of flaming rage. Something Otoya couldn’t understand.

“Chill dude, I’m just playing around.” He mutters, turning back to Karasu who promptly slung an arm around his neck and steered him away before he could dig himself deeper.

“Bro!” Koyuki yells, throwing herself and her arms around Hyoma’s neck. “You looked so cool out there! Didn’t he Y/n?” She asks excitedly.

Your hip cocked to the side, like standing straight was too much effort for all the attitude you carried. “Yep.” You popped the ‘p,’ bored as ever.

A muscle twitched along Hyoma’s brow. “Came all the way here to see me and you’re still acting bored with that princess attitude?” he bit out.

That got attention, heads turned across the room, sensing an incoming storm.

“The fuck? I didn’t even do anything!” you shot back, shoulders squaring.

“It’s your huge-ass ego,” he growled, “Can’t even pretend to be happy for me?”

“Oh look who’s talking!” You accuse, shoving a manicured nail into his chest. “Got a fat head from running circles around the U20 and now you’re expecting us to kiss your ass?”

That dig pierced Hyoma more than he’d ever care to admit, he can’t help but bite his lip in anger, unable to come up with any retort.

“Come on guys! No fighting today!” Koyuki whines, shoulders sagging.

“Sorry Koy…” You mutter, glancing sorrowful puppy dog eyes at her, until they meet Hyoma’s and they’re refilled with pure anger, lips thinning as distain fills your eyes.

“Why’d you bring her anyway?” Hyoma asks, making you inhale a sharp intake.

An unfathomable pain stabbing you in the chest.

“I’ll leave you two to it then.” You mutter, turning on the spot, ready to walk out. Your eyes turning downcast.

“Hyoma!” Koyuki reprimands, punching him in the arm. “Don’t go Y/n— he’s just— he’s just being his annoying self!” She calls out, grabbing her friends wrist as she tries to walk out.

“Seriously. It’s okay Koyuki— you haven’t seen your brother in ages, I’ll give you some time to catch up. I’ll see you outside Kay?” You say, keen to walk the hell out of there, ignoring the burning eyes piercing into you.

“Hyoma! Why you gotta always act like a brat for!” Koyuki reprimands again. Still holding your wrist, and pinching Hyoma’s cheek with the other hand.

“OW!OW!OW! LET GO!” He yells, trying to pry off her iron grip from his cheek. But Koyuki was not letting go all until her phone rang.

Koyuki immediately lets go of them both, looking through her hand bag for her phone.

Otoya leaned into Karasu and whispered. “Why’d he get all defensive for if he hates her? Let a homie smash am I right?” But Karasu just snorts, shouldering his oblivious team mate.

“Look a bit closer and you’ll see why.” Karasu says under his breath. Otoya’s head tilting to the side as he try’s to see what Karasu was vaguely hinting.

Koyuki answers the phone quickly, ignoring the two either side of her throwing dirty looks. “Oh, Y/n and I are already with Hyoma in the change rooms— what do you mean your in section a?! Mum, that’s like the other side of the stadium! You know what, I’ll come grab you, I’ll see you soon, don’t move.” Hanging up the phone, Koyuki is already walking out of the room. “Mums lost, I’ll go grab her and bring her here. Don’t kill each other while I’m gone.” She says, waving at the two.

“Wait for me Koyu— I’ll come with you.” You say, but you feel Hyoma pinching the hem of your jacket, keeping you from moving away.

“Don’t worry Y/n — just stay with Hyoma, I’ll be back real soon Kay?” She says with a big goofy grin.

Y/n watching in defeat as her bestie backs out of the room leaving you with the enemy.

You slowly turn back around to Hyoma, glaring at him like he personally wronged you… because just a few minutes prior, he had. “Chi, what the hell was that - hmph!” Your sentence cut short when Hyoma yanked you towards him, his lips smashing onto your own. Your eyes widening in panic as he kisses you in a very public space where other boys in his team are watching you. But your mind is quickly switching off when he pulls you closer, and — god you missed him. Throwing your own arms around his neck, lips melting together as you hold each other close.

Hyoma was the first to pull away, forehead pressing against your own. “I missed you.” He mutters.

Otoya standing off to the side with his jaw on the floor whilst Karasu chuckles, he suspected there was sexual tension simmering, but he hadn’t predicted that.

“You jerk, why you gotta act like a tough guy huh? I thought you actually didn’t want me here…” You mutter, looking off sadly but Hyoma pulled you closer again, pressing a kiss to your cheek this time.

“Of course i want my girl here.” He reassures.

Suddenly the other guys are feeling really awkward at the uncomfortable about of PDA going on. Most turning their backs.

You already began withdrawing from his arms, becoming increasingly aware that there are others here witnessing such a private moment.

“Let me hold you a little bit longer.” He says, grabbing you tighter, but you’re burning with embarrassment.

“Chi!” You whine out as he pulls you in, sweetly pressing his cheek into your own. “We agreed to stop!”

“No,” he corrects, interlocking his fingers behind your back. “You made stupid excuses, I didn’t agree to anything.” He huffs as you attempt to pry him off you.

“Idiot! You were nodding along! That means you agreed!” Despite your palm shoving his pouty face away from you, he doesn’t let go.

“I would’ve nodded along to anything you were saying! You were standing there wearing nothing but—“

“CHI!” You squealed, shoving him on to the floor with an unceremonious thud.

Just in time too for Koyuki and her mother entering the room.

Koyuki looks between the two, assessing the situation with a great deal of exasperation.

“Why can’t you two ever get along!” She reprimands, pinching both your cheeks with that iron grip of hers.

“OW OW OW!” You both yell in unison.



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Masterlist: Blue Lock

A Masterlist composed of short stories within the Blue Lock AU

Multi-Characters

Miss You [18+]

Part I Sometimes you break my heart

Part II Sometimes you break my heart

Isagi Yoichi

Series: Isagi Yoichi’s Girlfriend is a Meangirl! • coming soon

Bachira Meguru

Rin Itoshi

Seishiro Nagi

Reo Mikage

Hyoma Chigiri

So we meet again

Ryusei Shidou

SMAU Series: No you don’t get it! My girls a freak! [18+] • Series Status: Complete

Tabito Karasu

Series: Tabito Karasu’s Girlfriend is a Certified Baddie • coming soon

Shoei Barou

Series: Shoei Barou’s Girlfriend is the Ultimate Diva! • Coming soon

Sae Itoshi

Oliver Aiku

Morning After

Michael Kaiser

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Hi. Can I ask for some crack? What if their s/o confesses to bllk boys and asks them to if that would be alright to date, but the thing is... Bllk guys thought they were already dating.

S/O: U-um! O///O I like how we spend time together... Besides you are one of people i treasure... So, um... *inhales* I like you! Would that be alright to date?!

Bllk guys: 🧍<---- *thought they were already dating*

“𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞)”

a/n: title is a play on the song we never dated by sombr, except it has a happy ending

and i keep forgetting to write karasu headcanons with his kansai accent 💀

ft. isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, kaiser michael, shidou ryusei, mikage reo, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito, itoshi sae

isagi yoichi

you’re standing in front of him after practice, clutching a small gift bag like it’s a lifeline. your voice trembles as you start rambling about how much you like him, how you’ve admired his determination, and how you’d really like to be his girlfriend. 

isagi blinks twice, tilting his head like you just asked him what 2+2 is. “wait… you mean… start dating?” 

when you nod, he lets out this nervous laugh that’s a little too high-pitched. “b-but we are dating…” 

you stare. he stares. the air between you is so confused it could form its own weather system. 

“yoichi, we are not–” 

“what about that time you came to my mom’s house and had dinner with my parents? she literally made you your own miso soup bowl.” 

“that’s… just being nice?” 

“NO, that’s girlfriend treatment! my mom calls you her daughter-in-law!” 

he starts listing “proof”: the time you wore his jacket, the way you cheered for him in the stands, the fact that you fell asleep on his shoulder during the bus ride back from an away game. in his mind, that was the moment you became his. 

you watch him get progressively more flustered as he talks himself into believing it even harder. finally, he just leans forward, gives you a quick kiss, and says, “okay, now it’s official… but just so you know, it’s been official in my heart for months.” 

itoshi rin

you wait until everyone’s gone from the field before nervously blurting out your feelings. 

“i… like you, rin. a lot. and i was wondering if you wanted to, you know… be my boyfriend.” 

rin freezes mid-step, turns to you, and stares like you just admitted you’re secretly an alien. “… you’re joking.” 

when you shake your head, his brow twitches. “we’ve been dating for four months.” 

you’re shocked. he’s shocked that you’re shocked. 

“rin. no, we haven’t.” 

“yes, we have. i walk you home every day, i carry your bag when it’s heavy, you wear my hoodies, and i don’t talk to anyone else during lunch. do you think i do that for random people?” 

the dead seriousness in his voice makes you falter. 

“but… you never asked me out.” 

“do you need me to tattoo it on my forehead for it to count?” 

you mutter that yes, you’d like an actual start to your relationship, so rin sighs, muttering something about “idiots who can’t read between the lines,” before awkwardly saying, “fine. will you be my girlfriend? officially?” 

he calls you dumb the entire walk home, but his hand doesn’t leave yours once. 

kaiser michael

you decide to confess in the most cinematic way possible: rooftop, sunset, cute speech prepared in your head. 

“michael… i like you. a lot. and i was wondering if–” 

“yes, i know.” 

“... you’d be my boyfriend?” 

he smirks, leaning on the railing. “liebling, we’ve been dating for months.” 

you stare at him like he just said the sky is green. “no, we haven’t–” 

“what do you mean ‘no’? we have matching bracelets. we have pet names. i literally kiss your cheek every time i see you.” 

“that’s just… how you are with everyone.” 

“do i look like the type of man who gives everyone his custom-made jewelry?” 

he starts pacing dramatically, mumbling about how unbelievable it is that his own girlfriend didn’t know she was his girlfriend. 

eventually, he steps in close, tilts your chin up, and says, “well, now that you’ve finally realized it… we’ll seal it with something better than a cheek kiss.” 

spoiler: he absolutely means a smug, drawn-out kiss that leaves you too dazed to argue. 

shidou ryusei

your confession is painfully sweet, you’ve clearly been rehearsing it in the mirror for days. 

shidou’s grin slowly fades into wide-eyed disbelief. “… hold on. you mean to tell me… we weren’t dating?!” 

his voice goes up an octave at the end, loud enough to make nearby pigeons scatter. 

you start to explain, but he throws his hands in the air. “what the hell have we been doing, then?! you’ve been wearing my clothes, sitting on my lap, kissing my cheek–” 

“ryu, that’s just–” 

“don’t say ‘friendly,’ i’ll throw up.” 

he acts like you broke his heart, pouting dramatically and muttering, “you mean i’ve been loyal to someone who wasn’t even my girlfriend? that’s criminal.” 

before you can clarify, he picks you up bridal-style and declares, “fine, it’s official now. but i’m writing it down, signing it, and stamping it so you don’t ‘forget’ again.” 

he actually does text you a mock contract later. 

mikage reo

you invite reo out for coffee, heart pounding as you finally confess your feelings. 

“reo, i really like you. and i was wondering… if you’d be my boyfriend?” 

reo smiles like you just handed him the crown of england. “at last.” 

you blink, confused. “at last… what?” 

“you finally admitted it. i’ve been telling everyone you’re my girlfriend for weeks.” 

you choke on your sip of coffee. “wait… you’ve been telling people?!” 

reo shrugs like it’s no big deal. “yeah. i mean, we match outfits half the time, you hold my hand during training breaks, and you say my name in that… you-know-what kind of voice.” 

“what voice?” 

he smirks, voice dropping an octave. “the girlfriend voice. the one that makes me blush.” 

you roll your eyes, but secretly feel your cheeks heat up just thinking about it. 

the next day, you find your contact saved in his phone as “kanojo 💜,” and you realize it’s going to be impossible to deny now. 

nagi seishiro

you nervously confess mid-video game, hoping to catch him off guard and get a genuine reaction. 

“sei… i like you. and i was wondering if you want to, you know… be my boyfriend?” 

he barely glances away from the screen, smirking. “sure.” 

“sure what?” you ask, heart dropping. 

“i’ll keep dating you.” 

“keep? sei, we’re not–” 

he pauses his game, finally looking at you with lazy eyes. 

“we are dating. you bring me snacks, hog my bed, watch anime with me, and somehow still let me win.” 

you argue that’s just friendship, but he scoffs. “nah. that’s relationship goals. you’re my girlfriend. i just figured it was obvious.” 

later that night, you sneak a peek at your diary entry: “sei’s such a dork. thinks he’s so slick calling it ‘keeping’ a relationship that never started. i swear, he’s probably had me pegged as his girlfriend since day one.” 

he catches you writing and teases, “so, are you finally admitting it, babe?” 

you throw a pillow at him, but you’re smiling too hard to be mad. 

karasu tabito

you confess your feelings, expecting teasing, but ready to stand your ground. 

karasu just leans back, a smirk playing on his lips. “so now you’re making it official?” 

“official what?” you say, confused. 

“babe, we’ve been a thing since ya stole my hoodie and refused to give it back.” 

you laugh, saying it was just comfy and not a relationship contract. 

karasu leans in, voice low. “nah, that was the day you became mine. i’ve been telling everyone yer my girlfriend – teammates, coaches, even my mom.” 

“wait, your mom knows?!” 

“she calls ya her daughter-in-law already. relax, yer stuck with me.” 

now you’re half convinced he’s been planning your wedding for months. 

next time you see him, he winks and says, “better start practicing saying ‘yes, tabito.’” 

you don’t know whether to laugh or run. 

itoshi sae

you confess after his soccer practice, nervously twisting your hair. “sae, i like you… and i was wondering if you wanted to be my boyfriend?” 

sae sighs, his usual nonchalant expression softening just a bit. “you’re serious?” 

you nod. 

he smirks, “thought you’d never ask.” 

“wait, ask? i thought–” 

“we’ve been dating, in my head, since you helped me pick out my new cleats. you were the only one who cared about the right fit.” 

“you mean you’ve been thinking that we’re dating?” 

“yeah. you’re just slow. dense, too.” 

he shrugs, then adds, “you bring me food when i train late, support me no matter what, and you put up with my trash talk. that’s girlfriend material.” 

when you next see him, he points to his new pair of cleats, saying, “now you have an excuse to come watch every practice.” 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[msfantasy-anime]

This actually happened to me IRL hahahahaha

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Boring [18+]

One Piece x Reader

Summary: idea taken from this post here. You get bored when getting down and dirty with your chosen character. Punishment ensues.

A/n: I’m on a writing bender. Nothing except this is being published right now. Also a little occ in parts

Monkey D. Luffy

“Hurry and come already— I wanna eat!” Luffy whines as vigorous bouncing comes to a slow rock.

“What?” You ask, unsure if you really just heard what you think you just heard.

Your hips continuing to grind down into Luffy’s lap, his shaft still pressing into the place that makes your knees go weak. But your building orgasm is rapidly disappearing from Luffy’s complaints.

“I said hurry up and come already.” He whines out again. Confirming what you fear you just heard.

You blinked. Starring down at him as he just looks at you with that usual oblivious look. Your brow twitches with the greatest irritation, and suddenly that nawing need to cum sudden evaporates from your body.

Oh hell no

You pull yourself off of him. Scrambling out of bed as you begin to pick up your discarded clothes, ready to put them back on and storm out of this cabin and as far away from this idiot as possible.

“Hey what’s wrong?” Luffy whines out in irritation. Trying to pull the top off over your head after you just yanked your arm through.

“You’re laying there, doing nothing but whine and complain whilst I do all the work, acting like you’re bored and — mph!“ Luffy smashes his lips on yours as if refusing to hear your woes will prevent the remaining anger from spilling out.

His fingers greedily grabbing your sides and shoving you onto your back.

The wind being knocked out of you, as you’re now suddenly sprawled across the bed.

Luffy’s already sinking to his knees between your legs, looking at you with that serious look of his.

“I’m hungry, not bored.” He says, voice now deep and scratchy. “And if I can’t eat food, then I’ll have to find something else.”

Vinsmoke Sanji

“Oh darling, you feel so good.” Sanji swoons, slowly rocking into your hips as he treasures you from above.

He loves having you in missionary.

He can make love to you whilst looking down on your form, watching your tits jiggle and bounce every time he thrusts into you. His greedy hands can wrap around your throat, cradle your chest, grab you by the waist or grip you by the fats of your hips.

From missionary, if he’s not watching your form writhe beneath him, he can lean down and hold your body close to his own. Your stomach grazing his, your boobs squishing into his own chest and your mouth right next to his ear where he can hear every gasp, moan, and whine coming from your beautiful lips.

Nothing beats the feeling of you coming undone on his cock as he cradles your body close, feeling your muscles twitch and shudder beneath him.

But somethings not right.

Tonight you haven’t been twitching, the sounds you’ve made have been minimal and frankly, that face you’re making right now is less than enthusiastic…

“What’s wrong darling? Did I do something?” He asks, cradling your cheeks. His hips coming to a stop as his brain begins to rack through scenarios where he might’ve done something wrong.

“Oh it’s just…” you say, looking off to the side, heart squeezing guiltily. “I’m just…”

“Just what darling?” He urges, pressing encouraging kisses into the crook of your neck before pulling away and peering down at you with endless patience. His gentle eyes looking down at you so softly.

“I’m just… bored.”

Sanji’s eyes instantly turning hard.

His thumb which was caressing your cheek has now stopped.

Maybe it wasn’t the best choice of words. But…

“Bored are ya?” He says harshly, his gravely voice sending nervous shivers down your spine.

He begins to pull away, and an surging panic fills your chest at the sudden loss of touch.

“W-wait!” You practically yell, hands flying out to grab Sanji’s shoulders.

He pulls you away from the mattress which was just cradling you, positioning your body along with his own as he now lays beneath you, whilst you straddle his lap. “If you’re so bored— then you can set the pace Princess. Ride me.” He commands, slapping your ass. His hands now moving to rest on your hips. You just continue to sit on him, unmoving, blinking down at him in confusion. “Have you gotten so spoilt you don’t even remember how to ride me? Let me help you remember.” He says, slamming his hips up into you.

The different position making his cock hitting new angles that has moans pouring out from your throat. “Ohh Sanji— j-just like that!” You whine still not moving.

Sanji drilling you from beneath. “I’ve spoilt you too much.” He grunts, his grip tightening around your hips as he helps you bounce on top of him, head falling back in blinding pleasure. Your body automatically responding to his as your hips begin to meet back his harsh thrusts until you’re both slammed into ecstasy.

Roronoa Zoro

You blame yourself really.

Horny and in need of satisfaction, you seek out Zoro to satiate your needs just like always.

Unlike every other time, you find Zoro a sleep in the crows nest.

At this point, you should’ve just returned to your room and took care of yourself.

But you didn’t.

“Oi.” You say whilst poking a snoring Zoro. He’s fast asleep, on his side and not even flinching at the finger jabbing harshly into his chest. “Oi wake up already!”

Shaking Zoro roughly until his eyes begin to slowly peel open. “Ugh— such a brat.” He mutters, throwing his arm around your waist and dragging you down into his sleeping form.

Your body rag dolling into his side, facing him, his leg kicking thrown over yours, pulling you closer into him by the thick arm around your waist.

“Noooooo!” You whine, wriggling in his arm. “I came for sex, not sleep!” You groan, as his arm tightens around you.

“Too bad.” He mumbles, his face burying into your hair. “I’m still waking up.” Normally this would have you squealing in delight, but right now? Right now your core throbbed and your clit pluses, demanding attention. Your neediness growing and with Zoros thigh wedged between your legs... you manage to press yourself onto his thigh. Dragging your core along his thigh with a sense of relief. “You’re seriously humping my thigh right now?” Though you’re admittedly a little embarrassed to be feeling so needy, your mood sours when you look at Zoros and see a smug grin slapped across his face. “Pathetic.” He taunts.

His tone isn’t malicious. It never is when he teases you.

But right now? You’re feeling desperate, your words tumbling past your lips faster than you could comprehend.

“Pathetic? At least I’m not boring.”

Zoro freezes under your jab.

Grabbing your hips harshly, forcing you to stop grinding. The action causing you to let out a pathetic whine.

“Boring huh?” He says, shifting to lean over you. That look in his eyes far from safe. “Let me show you just how boring I am when I fuck you stupid.”

Eustass Kidd

The captain of Victoria punk is already bending you over his work station when you let out an exasperated sigh. “Why do you always have to take me from behind Kidd?!” You complain, looking over your shoulder to meet Kidds indignant expression.

“The hell are you complaining for? You love it— you can’t even speak when I’m done with you.” Kidd says, still pulling your underwear down, keen to remind you of what you love. His hand running over the curve of your ass. Excited to see it bouncing as it’s thrown back onto him just like always.

“Yeah but you get to look at my body, I have to look at a damn wall— it’s boring!”

And there is was. That cursed word that sealed your fate.

“Boring.” Kidd says, allowing the word the roll around in the air as he spins you around to face hims picking up up by the back of your knees lifting you to his on his desk. “Boring?” He says again, with venom laced between each letter.

“Umm—“ you utter stupid as Kidd grabs your cheeks with one hand.

“Boring?” Repeats again, your own eyes widening in panic at the dangerous aura flowing off. His demeanour shifting from lusty with a hint of love sick to towering you with a new mission. He’s pulling himself out, and lining up to your slick entrance. “Bored at looking at a wall?” He asks, sliding into you slowly, feeling the slow stretch of your core as he continues to sink endlessly. “You’re right…” he whispers, pressing a dry kiss to your lips. “Why should I be denied your ridiculous expresses when you cum on my cock.”

Trafalgar D. Law

You were growing utterly restless.

Pestering your boyfriend for sex like a needy virgin who’s been touched for the first time.

He warned you he’s busy, but you pleaded and promised that you won’t bother him. Begging him to just ‘put it in’, promising it’ll be enough.

Against his better judgement, he let you guide him inside of you and it wasn’t enough.

So whilst you sit on his lap, you squired, wriggled, occasionally grinding. Law would grumble and reprimand you for being a nuisance.

“I told you to stop squirming. You’re distracting me from my work.” He reprimands, he’s looking down at you fidgeting. Your back pressing into his chest.

He already stopped working the moment you begged for ‘just the tip’, but it was amusing to see you try and fail to hold yourself back.

“Come on Law! Please move a little, i need more.” You whine out again. Law unable to hold back the smirk blooming across his lips. “I’m getting bored.” You say.

Suddenly your body was shifted from your perched position on Laws lap. To laying stomach first over the table, legs dangling off the edge.

Law didn’t dare pull out when he shifted you.

Now drilling you from behind.

“AHH—“ you moan out at the sensation of Law vigorously thrusting into you.

“Bored? You say?”

Buggy the Clown

Buggy always giving you parts of himself to service but you want the attention of his full body. Not just his nether parts

“Buggy~” you cooed, a lazy finger dragging down his chest. His cheeks instantly painting red.

He knows what that voice means.

What you want, without having to even ask.

With practice ease, he detaches his lower half, ready to give you the piece of him you always want.

“No Buggy~ I want more.” You whisper, leaning down, cradling his cheeks as you capture his lips in for a slow, tantalising kiss, parting from his lips, letting him feel the moment with you.

“Hands or mouth?” He asks, already detaching limbs and ready to pass them to you.

Your eyes darken with impatience. “No Buggy.” You mutter, and suddenly your clown is scrambling at the sight of your displeasure.

“What is it that you want doll? One hand and a mouth? Two hands and a mouth? Or just my coc—“

You cut him off, grabbing him by the collar and wrenching him out of his seat, holding him against your chest, molten eyes looking up at him. “I want your whole damn body Buggy!”you muster, pressing a kiss to his lips and pulling away. “I want to feel your chest on mine, I want to feel your legs working beneath me. I want to feel your hips slamming into mine, I want to grab your arms when I’m close and I want to bite down on your neck to suppress my moans!” You declare boldly, watching Buggy slowly melt into a puddle under your demands. “I don’t want just parts of you Buggy! It’s boring.” You spit angrily.

Buggy’s demeanour shifts darkly. His usual soft hands now roughly moving down the back of your thighs, hoisting you up from the back of your knees. Carrying you to your shared bed before gently laying you down.

“Sorry.” He whispers, peppering kisses down your neck. “You’re right doll. You deserve it all~” He whispers, slowly sliding down between your legs, positioning his head, right between your thighs.

Shanks

After being with shanks a long time, he’s gotten complacent.

Once upon a time, he’d spend ages in foreplay. Often edging you just so that your first orgasm would be truely explosive and he was never satisfied with just one.

But things have changed over time.

What was once worship was now sadly becoming a chore.

There was no romancing leading up sex anymore. No flowers, dinner, or general time spent together.

Even the foreplay was lacking. You’d always willingly sink to your knees for Shanks but his returned efforts were incredibly lacking these days.

Even the sex its self was average at best.

You’d always managed to cross the line but it was now more effort than ever.

Now here’s the worst part. Shanks is barely trying anymore. He just kicks back, arms resting behind his head in bliss as you ride him to completion.

Does his hips even remember how to thrust? He’s not even trying to move anymore.

The combination of everything has gotten to you. The lack of romancing, foreplay, and now lack of effort in performing his part in sex. It was all too much.

“Come to bed,” he coaxed, kissing the back of your neck as you continue writing at your desk. “Nothing like watching my pretty girl ride me.” He smiles softly, his fingers grazing your thighs, he looks up at you like a love struck dummy, and you just blink down at him… boredly. “You alright?” He asks, concerned at your incredible lack of enthusiasm.

“Not in the mood Shanks.” You deadpan, turning your attention back to the books.

“Not in the mood? You’re always in the mood.” He says, dumbfounded.

You just sigh, turning in your seat, and delivering news that rips his chest open. “I stopped being in the mood when you stopped romancing me, when your foreplay became shorter and shorter until it became non existent, I stopped being in the mood when you became a pillow prince, just laying there looking pretty while I did all the work.” Shanks eyes turning hollow at each point. “So yeah shanks. I’m not in the mood. Go use your hand or something— I don’t give a damn.” You say harshly. Ready to storm out after dropping that truth bomb, but Shanks just yanked you back, his heavy arm wrapping around your back.

“Baby, seems I forgotten how to pleasure you. Think you could let me practice on you?” He asks softly with that damn needy look in his eyes that already has you caving. “It may take me hours.” He whispers, sending a needy shiver down your spine.

Smoker

He has you pinned against the wall as he thrusts into your quivering walls.

Your arms clutching at his neck and shoulders as he drills into you harshly, hear building up and spreading across your thighs in an onslaught of pleasure.

“Oh— god— s-feels, so-good!” You whine out. Smoker leaning down and biting your shoulder the way he usually does when he’s trying to be quiet. “Don’t hold back your sounds handsome. Mh— wanna hear you.” He shoots you an indignant look, and you just grin that taunting smile of yours. “Let me hear you. Quite is boring.” You say.

Smoker releases the loudest, hottest groan you’ve ever heard in your life. It grumbled through his chest and rang your ears until it touched your soul.

Didn’t even realise you had an audiokink, until you started cumming from his moans alone.

Crocodile

Your back lays flat across Crocodiles desk as he plows into you.

You looked like a wet dream, eyes glassy, tits jiggling at the thrust, his cock sliding between your glistening folds. Your thighs twitching every other thrust.

“Fuck!” He bellows, his stomach clenching as he holds back an orgasm building. Because he trying to make you cum first, but you just keep babbling on about non-sense.

“Uh—god—feels so good Croc!” You praise, “we—we have t-to go to t-town after and —“ his hand slaps across your mouth.

“Shut it.” He commands, drilling you harder until your back arches off the desk, your eyes involuntarily sliding back. “Said we were becoming a boring couple and here you are still prattling non-sense whilst I fuck you.” He says, shoving a thumb into your mouth for your to suck. “I’m going to take my time with you.”

Koby

You live to bring pleasure to men. Making men cry and wail in satisfaction as you suck their soul from their body. It’s all so incredibly thrilling. Nothing turns you on more than having a man sputter your praises like an angel… or an incubus….

But your boyfriend Koby is a different story. He’s a people pleaser, and he always insists on going down on you in place of his own pleasure.

And honestly, you were growing frustrated. Being denied the sinful sounds that Koby would make if you had an opportunity to deep throat him.

You began to sink to your knees in the cabin, but already, Koby is hoisting you back up. “Let me take care of you.” He whispers through feverish kisses.

You just about cried in pure frustration. “Why won’t you let me give you a blowjob?!” You ask, biting your lip as Koby’s cheeks swell to an apple red blush, the tips of his ears hot to the touch.

“Uhhhhhh” he mutters, unsure how to remedy the situation.

“You’re always pleasuring me but you won’t let me pleasure you!” You say, shoving a finger into his chest. “Do you think I’m that bad that—“

“No!” He corrects quickly. “I think you’re too good for me, so I’m trying to—“

“Well stop it! I want to give you pleasure too! If I’m the only one receiving then it’s boring!” You reprimand, already sinking to your knees again. “Let me have what I want.”

Charlotte Katakuri

“Ah! Yeah— just like that!” You moan out, Katakuri’s fingers harshly digging into the fat of your hips as he pulls you back harshly onto his cock. You don’t pay any mind to the inevitable bruises forming. Because right now your husband has you bent over the back of your couch, hips tilting upwards right onto that special spot that makes your knees buckle.

He grunts out a groan, slamming more harshly into your gushing cunt, now seeking his own high, knowing full well that you’re about to be tripped over the edge yourself. “Fuck— Katak-Kuri! F-feel so good!” You moan out again, your cunt squeezing tightly around Katakuri’s throbbing member, he groans out as he unloads into you. His twitching hips slamming into you one last time as your knees completely give out, ecstasy and endless waves of pleasure lapping through your body. A stupid fucked out smile crossing your lips.

You’re so dick drunk, you can’t do anything but humming occasionally at how good you felt. Even with Katakuri slowly pulling out.

He pats your ass as if to say ‘good job’, sending you into another fit of bemused humming.

It wasn’t until you heard the clicking metal of a belt buckle that you’ve realised Katakuri is already re-dressing. “You’re just going to fuck me and leave?” You ask, huffing with annoyance. “No aftercare? How boring.”

Katakuri’s head rattles as he hears you say those words twice.

He drops his pants immediately, already bending you into a new position.

“You’re going to wish you hadn’t said that.” His voice rumbled sending excited shivers down your spine.

“Oh yeah? Make me.”