This is like my first time sending a request 😰 could you write head canons for Isagi,post-wc kunigami,barou,chigiri,nagi and Noel Noa when they’re signing stuff and greeting fans and they get blinded by readers face card 🥹✌️
cutee YES thank you for requesting!!
when they fall for you at a fan-signing
bllk x gn!reader. pure fluff, some embarrassment
-> he’s like a puppy—excited for and in awe of his very first signing event for fans—and can hardly contain himself as he happily greets everyone who approaches him
-> the only time he’s able to stop is when it’s your turn for his signature, your smile twitching with nerves yet blinding
-> and it’s because everything stopped
-> the second you halted in front of him with your isagi poster outstretched and awaiting a signature, it sped up again. as did his heart
-> isagi has no chill. absolutely none. he’s staring at you, unable to look away, as he fumbles for his marker. he can’t see his own face for obvious reasons, but judging by the laugh you’re struggling to hold in, it’s something alright
-> unable to speak without stuttering as he tries to ask you for your name. of course, your voice is the sweetest sound he’s ever heard
-> scribbles his number in shaky scrawl and hands the poster back to you with the dopiest grin on his face
-> his line of fans is a bit shorter than the others after he refuses to do any sort of fan service. he’s there to sign posters and collect his paycheck
-> he has a lapse in judgement when you appear in front of him for the first time
-> there’s a… twinge in his chest that makes him gasp, and your brows immediately come together in concern. “mr. kunigami! are you okay?”
-> no, no he’s not. his palms sweat so much around the marker in his fist, he’s afraid it’ll slip out. his heart is beating faster than it had in months, and he’s starting to consider this a medical emergency when you reach forward, ignoring the signs not to, and place your hand on his arm
-> everything stops at once, and kunigami realizes quick that this is something much worse than a medical emergency
-> he snatches his arm away instinctively despite the chill he feels without your touch and fixes his face. “name?”
-> you seem surprised, but just for a moment. “s-sorry..” “dear sorry—“ “wait, no, i mean—! it’s y/n.”
-> if he has to say “baro baro kyun” one more time he’s gonna baro baro shoot himself in the face
-> so, not only are you gorgeous, but when you appear only asking him for a signature? he’s head over heels
-> he’s been following the same script for fans, but even though he knows he should only ask your name, barou finds himself wanting to know more
-> while it’s unprofessional, barou completely ignores the time limit set for each fan and waves staff off whenever they try to pull you away
-> when the people behind you start to get rowdy, a single glare from the man himself is enough to remind them who exactly they’re waiting for a signature from
-> he would have gladly wasted the rest of his day just basking in your presence, but you were the one to pull away first. “thank you so much for extending our time…”
-> before you slip away into the crowd, you scribble something on a scrap of paper and casually “forget” to take it with you. barou can’t hide the startled blush that covers his face when he flips it over to discover your phone number jotted down beside a tiny heart
-> his head hurts, hand aches, eyes sting after signing so many items for fans, and he’s ready to go home and sleep… until it’s your turn in line
-> you’re like a breath of fresh air. chigiri swears he can see the halo above your head as you approach, quickly handing your picture of him over with a blindingly bright smile on your face. “wow! you’re even prettier in person? how is that possible?”
-> his immediate reaction is to say, “you, too.” before realizing that makes no sense. instead, he swallows his words and takes the photograph
-> you stand there, unable to be still in your excitement. “this is so surreal. chigiri hyoma, right in front of me. is your hair real? it looks real. can i—“
-> “name?” he has to cut you short, because he cannot hear another compliment without fear of catching on fire
-> you tell him, your eyes sparkling with glee, and chigiri can’t stop himself from following up with a quick, “and your socials?”
-> thankfully, when fans notice the official chigiri hyoma insta following a fan account, they can’t imagine it’s because he’s completely fallen for the person running it
-> he doesn’t want to be there, bored out of his mind, complaints of his hand hurting thick on the tip of his tongue… until you appear in front of him
-> nagi can only compare you to an energy drink, as your mere presence has him buzzing
-> he wasn’t supposed to accept gifts, especially edible ones, but when you appeared with an adorable tote of homemade cookies? nagi blatantly ignored his manager and took the treats with a tiny tick in his lip
-> “pretty.” “t-thank you! i was up all morning—“ “oh. the cookies, too, i guess.” “…!!”
-> he’s shamelessly admiring you and the way you blush and stumble over your words. though he hadn’t done it yet, nagi had noticed some players like bachira squeezing and shaking their fans hands and ponders briefly before holding his out to you
-> you stare at it, blinking in bewilderment, before carefully dropping your hand in his. nagi squeezes your hand and waves it around twice, smiling at your shock-limp wrist
-> “will you visit me again?” “huh?” “before the event ends. will you come back?” “um. i. y-yes.?” and that’s all he needs to release your hand and wave goodbye. he’ll ask for your number when he has more time to admire you without the staff breathing down his neck
-> noel didn’t attend fan events often anymore, so you made sure to jump at every chance you got
-> he was there to watch over the team he was assisting, not actually sign things himself. however! how was he supposed to say no to your bashful cuteness as you “accidentally” appeared in front of him with his photograph and pen in hand muttering, “wait, this isn’t a line..”
-> he lets it slide when you “reluctantly” hand your noel noa poster over to him. “oh, hey, it’s you! what a coincidence! i found this poster over there… crazy… what’s your name again?”
-> noa kept his face meticulously blank the entire time, but his heart is racing inside his chest. how is it possible for someone so adorable to exist?
-> since he’s part of the staff today, no one else really comes up to chat with or check on him, meaning no one notices how you linger by his side, occasionally sneaking peeks or asking random questions
-> after he’s already told you his favorite color, favorite season, the hour he was born, his mothers maiden name.. he decides it’s time to even the playing field and holds his hand out to you
-> when you tilt your head, he simply says, “phone.” and you metaphorically explode after dropping the device into his hand for him to type his number
