#aiku

[ughhvix]

☆ into the night!

— a bllk fanfic // domestic fluff & smut with the bllk men.

synopsis: late nights with the blue lock men. pairing: afab!reader x aged up! rin itoshi, isagi yoichi, sae itoshi, oliver aiku, michael kaiser, nagi seishiro. cw: sub!men??? NOT PROOFREAD. domestic setting. contains mild somnophilia. lazy s*x. org*sms [male only]. thigh-f*cking. t*t-sucking. handj*b. dry-h*mping. c*ckwarming. subby men. d*bcon? pre-established consent. old m.list | new m.list

★ player 01: isagi yoichi!

you feel isagi slip into the covers behind you. the bedsheet under rustles, the cold engulfs you body for a quick second before he's covering you both up with blanket again. he smells of his bodywash, freshly out of the shower. as he wraps his arm around your waist, he is quick to nuzzle his face into your nape.

you mumble sleepily into the air, "how was practice?"

"mhm, okay." his voice is muffled, sinking deeper into your skin. "how was your day?"

"nothing special." your eyes flutter shut as he pushes your hair to one side and kisses the warm skin at the back of your throat. his kisses are chaste — soft and lingering. one of his palms rubs up and down the curve of your waist, trailing down to your thighs. mindlessly, he's bunching up fabric of your shorts high up to the juncture of your thighs. he kneads the exposed skin, still mumbling sleepily, "missed me today?"

"always." you inhale sharply as his palms wander from your thighs to your hips and back to your inner thighs. he kneads the sensitive skin there, still kissing your throat and jaw so intimately. you feel his shorts rustle behind you, his fumbles with the waistband before quickly letting his erection free. parting your plush thighs, he sandwiches his length in between. his voice comes breathy, "ah, did you meet that deadline?"

you feel him moving behind you, sliding his warm cock in and out between your legs, nudging your clothed sex with lazy strokes. his palm travels up your sleep shirt and sneaks under it to tug on your nipple. you moan lazily, nodding, "mhm. the boss approved my idea."

"attagirl, knew you could— hah— do it." his voice trembles as his pelvis snaps into your quicker. his skin smacks against yours and you tighten your thighs around his length to squeeze him tighter. he groans, "god, you feel so fucking warm, baby."

"yeah?" you're whispering into the air, grinding back into him, "feels good, 'ichi?"

"'sgood." he sighs into the crook of your neck, "could spend a fuckin' lifetime like this, baby."

"what?" you laugh softly, shaking against him, "fucking my thighs?"

he grins against your skin, tightening his arms around your waist and pulling your closer. his breath tickles you as he laughs, "yeah, fucking your thighs like this." he kisses your pulse, squeezing your tits again, "you and me like this. just like this. i'd give up everything to be spend my entire life— fuck." he snaps his hips faster, more animalistic, whining into you with a broken gasp. "exactly like this."

a cashmere smile tugs at your lips, stretching it wide, "even football?"

he bites your neck lazily, his voice breathy and trembling, "e-even football."

his palm interlaces against your own, he licks the spot he bit and increases his pace. his eyes flutter shut and his breath falters as his orgasm approaches. when he cums, his load spills in between your thighs and wets your shorts. he smiles behind you, sheepish, "s-sorry 'bout the mess."

you sigh, blissfully closing your eyes, "i'm tired, ichi."

he lifts his face up to kiss your temple, "i know, baby. me too. let me just quickly clean you off."

you hold his palm in yours tighter, shaking your head and snuggling against his chest deeper, "'s fine. we'd deal with it tomorrow. just stay like this. it's comfy."

he smiles, patting your head twice, "alright. g'night baby. i love you."

you smile back, "love you too, 'ichi."

━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

★ player 02: rin itoshi!

you're deep into slumber by the time rin itoshi is back from his practice. you vaguely make out the sound of your shared apartment door closing shut, the sound of the shower turning on and the microwave beeping as he reheated his dinner. afterwards, came silence. you almost drift back to sleep by the time rin makes it back to your shared bedroom.

climbing into your bed with nothing but a pair of flimsy sports shorts, you feel the duvet lift up your body and rin slip in. he curls up against you, circling his strong biceps around your stomach and laying his head on top of it. you never get it, why your boyfriend behaves more like a cat than a human being at night. he always claims your stomach was the softest place to rest.

half-asleep and mumbling, you sift your fingers through his hair, "hey, baby."

"hm, hey." rin kisses your stomach, with one of his palms tracing over your stretchmarks. you massage his scalp, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of his soft lips on your skin, "how was practice?"

"lukewarm." he rests his cheek on your skin, still tracing patterns with his fingertips. you hear the pinch in his voice. "isagi pissed me off."

"awh?" your words are thick with sleep, "what did he say?"

"nothing i wanna talk about." rin huffs, kissing your skin again. his kisses trail upwards from your navel, lining up and up and up till he was lifting the hem of your tshirt and kissing there. he kisses up your rib cage and under your boobs.

you moan softly, "rin...?"

"need to blow off some steam." he mumbles against your skin, already trailing his lips to the fullness of your chest. his weight settles over you comfortably as his lips circled one of your nipples. he sucked, soft and slow.

"mhm—" you hum, closing your eyes at the warm feeling of his lips against your risen peaks. "feels 'sgood."

rin places kitten licks across your chest, whining into your skin as he alternates between one boob and the other. your hands massage his scalp, "rin, baby— mhm. fuck."

"so fuckin' sweet." he cries against your skin, his pelvis circles yours, his half-hard dick rubbing against your clothed pussy as he sucks on your nipples. his bulge rubs against you and the friction of the motion makes your moan lazily. you bite down your lip, bucking your hips into his erection. he keeps doing as he is, fucking you shallowly and sucking your puffy, sensitive nipples into his warm mouth. he whines, "nghh— i... fuck... you're so soft."

you fall asleep somewhere between the warm feeling of his tongue lapping against your skin, and when you wake up in the middle of the night, you find him deep asleep, with his mouth still lazily pressed against your boobs. you stroke his cheek, "g'night, rinnie. i love you."

he shifts against your chest, tightening his hold against your body as he snuggles into you. his voice is raspy as he pulls up the duvet higher against you two, "mhm. love you too."

━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

★ player 03: sae itoshi!

sae itoshi is already asleep by the time you're back from work. he cracks open an eye as the rustling of the bedsheet. on instinct, he opens his arms up, inviting you into his embrace. you settle over him with a long sigh, nustling your cheek against his chest and mumbling, "you asleep?"

"hm." he's humming half-heartedly, already off to sleep. his palm rubs up and down your body in a comforting rhythm, low voice coming cracked and unused, "had dinner?"

you giggle against him, the sound reverberating against his chest, "yes." carefully, your hands slip under his shirt. sae lets out a big sigh, "what're... you upto now..?"

before he can fully protest, you're stroking his soft skin and trailing your palm down his body. slipping under his waistband, you paw at his half-erect cock. he shudders at the feeling of your hand tighten around his tip, "hah- you... love."

you're shushing him, "let me. please." blinking up your eyes to look at his face. his eyes are shut, long lashes fanning across his cheeks as the heat swims across his cheekbones. his bottom lip trembles slightly, shoulders slumping into the pillow in surrender, "okay."

your wrist flicks up and down, tugging along his sensitive cock in a steady rhythm that has sae bucking his hips up into your firm grasp. his cheeks pink, adam's apple jumping, and bottom lip cherry-red as he holds in the wayward moans tumbling out, "f-fuuck. you're so... god, so soft."

you laugh airily as you quicken your pace, tightening your grip around his tip to coax an orgasm out of him, just to stop it before he can tip over the edge.

sae laughs at the sudden obstruction, his eyes clenching shut. his words are thick with sleep, "stop playing, babe."

"whaaaat." you're dragging your palm up and down again, resuming that cruel rhythm that has him unraveling again. his thighs clench under you, his jaw ticks, and you see his hands fist the comforter. a low groan kisses your ears, "fuck. i- so close." he mumbles.

"does it feel good?" you ask, lifting your face upto his and slotting your lips against his in a chaste kiss. he exhales into you, shuddering, "y-yeah. always does."

you giggle at his earnest response, "is my hand better than yours—?"

he cracks open one eye, "i wouldn't go as far to say that."

and you're thumbing his tip at the response, pouting, "really? should I stop then—?"

a needy whine rips out of sae itoshi, something that is quick and primal, "no. fuck— no. keep going."

though you pout, you flick your wrists faster. your palm squeezes against the veins and ridges so well, and his pre coats his length, acting as a lubricant. you quickly up and down, and up and down, and up and down—

"fuuuck." sae breaths heavily, his thighs trembling as a pool of white flows down his tip in spontaneous spurts and pools at his base. you feel his cock twitch under you, spluttering out more and more till you're grinning, "you okay, babe?"

sae finally flutters opens his eyes, giving you a resigned look, "you know, I'll have to wash the sheets and comforter now."

"tch." you roll your eyes, bringing up your own palm to your mouth and licking leisurely, "live a little, itoshi."

"tch." he bites back with an attitude, "i forget you're a dirty girl." he sighs, "now help me change the sheets."

you stick your tongue out, "you're no fun."

━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

★player 04: oliver aiku!

by the time oliver aiku has entered your shared apartment, you have already carefully tucked your vibrator back to the bedside table. it's not like your boyfriend was insecure of a bunch of toys, no it was more that he would make fun of you for the rest of your days for how needy you were, couldn't even wait for him.

so, by the time he has taken a shower and slipped inside your bed, you pretend to be asleep.

"hey, ma." his voice is gentle, pulling you into him by his beefy arms. he nuzzles his face into your neck and you're overwhelmed by the smell of his bodywash. you mumble, "you smell nice."

"awh, thanks doll." he presses a kiss to your cheek, "how was your day?"

"was okay..." you trail off. he presses another soft kiss, "what were you doing before i came?"

"just sleepin'." you lie through your teeth, fixing your face into his chest to avoid his gaze.

"hm?" he leisurely hums, "my girl's sleepy?" you nod, but aiku's already grinning, "it's just I happened to get a notification on my app. about that vibrator of yours? the one that can operated from my phone?"

your eyes blow open but you don't meet his eyes, "must have been a glitch...?"

"ah?" but he's already sinking his doughy fingertips past your shorts and teasing your slit, gathering your slick into his fingertips. you jolt at the feeling of his fingers against your overstimulated pussy. "is your cute cunt lying to me then, ma?"

in a moment, he's slotting one of his muscular thighs between your legs, "if you were so needy, should have told me."

"aiku..." you mumble, feeling him nudge the muscle in between the folds. he rocks you softly against his leg, "go on, get yourself off. i know you want to."

and so, you're lazily humping his thighs, burying your face into his chest and looping your arms around him in a hug. he lets you use him, let's you rock yourself against him until your breath is stuttering and you're holding himself tighter, "f-fuck... baby 'm gonna— gonna cum."

"yeah," he grins, "attagirl. c'mon."

your body jerks against him, panties and shorts soaking through as your essence rubs against his thighs. once you've calm down, oliver presses a kiss to your temple, "needy girl. should have just waited for me, huh?"

and you know he's gonna tease you about this endlessly from tomorrow onwards, but for now, he's removing his slotted leg from between you and pulling you into a hug, "c'mon, go to sleep, doll. must be tired."

"mhm. goodnight, aiku."

"g'night, doll."

━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

★player 05: michael kaiser!

your boyfriend claims he can't sleep until he has you in his arms, till he can feel your soft breath fall in line with yours, so, you often find michael kaiser staying up till you're back from work.

so it was a surprise to come back from your staff dinner and find him already asleep. once you had cleaned yourself up, you slipped into your bed as silently as possible, afraid to wake him up.

but it was no use, as soon as your body weight dipped the mattress, kaiser was cracking open an eye, beckoning you over, "you're back, schatz?"

"mhm." you lay next to him, positioning yourself a bit higher so he can cuddle into you as the little spoon, "go to sleep, micha. i'm right here."

kaiser presses his face into the swell of your chest, inhaling, "missed you s'much."

you run your hands through his hair, "me too, micha—...?" your voice trails off, soft and caught off-guard as you feel kaiser press his erection against your body. he whines, "talk to me 'bout your day. please."

"oh, well..." you feel his hip rut against your soft body in desperate lurches. you massage his scalp, closing your eyes to recall your day. "you know nicole? the one from marketing? yeah, she was being very weird at the dinner. i think it's because she broke up with her boyfriend, ryan. that's the guy that works in HR."

kaiser let's out a shaky exhale, his hips catching their lace quicker against your body, "y-yeah? and?"

you feel his body grow more desperate, his hips fastening to catch the friction from your body against his. he presses his face further into your tits, breathing hard against the swell of your chest. "and, then alex asked her what was going on and she said nothing."

"y-yeah?" he barely manages, his voice coming muffled against your chest, "how... how weird."

"uh-huh." you nod along, feeling his hips falter and grow irregular. his breathing grows harder, and the pants are all you two can hear in the room. you ask, gently, "are you gonna cum, micha?"

he nods, feverish, "y-yeah. keep talking— ah, keep talking. please. need to hear you—!"

your gentle voice lulls him into a sense of security, "y'know, i missed you so much today. kept thinking about you the entire time through dinner—"

"f-fuck, really?" he's licking your pert nipple through your shirt, latching his lips around you as he keeps rutting like an animal in heat. you coo, "yes, baby."

and before you know it, he's groaning into your tshirt and soiling his pants with a thick load of his cum. you feel the wet patch blossom against his sleep shorts as he shudders and nudges his face into you. a sigh escapes him, "t-thanks."

you sift your fingers through his hair, pressing a kiss to his head, "what for? go change and then, we can sleep."

━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

★player 06: nagi seishiro!

it takes your boyfriend approximately 1.5 minutes to be fully asleep. you haven't even turned around to give him one last kiss before he's snoring. tonight, however, things are different.

you expect nagi seishiro to come back from a late night practice, refuse to even shower before he's kicking off his shoes and plopping down on the bed, next to you. instead, nagi comes and makes his way to shower after a quick greeting. you wait in bed and soon enough, your boyfriend is climbing in behind you, freshly showered and completely shirtless.

he wraps his big, burly arms around your waist, rubbing your soft skin with his hard muscles as he hides his face into the crook of your neck. you sigh, breath slow, "how was your day, baby?"

"mhm." is all you get from his side before he's sinking his face deeper into your neck and biting. "sei—?" you lose your voice as one of his hands pulls down your shorts by the hem. he takes them off your legs, picking one of your thighs higher as he tugs down his own shorts. the entire time he face stays buried against the neck. you feel his hot breath on your pulse, "need you."

you jut your ass back into him, giving him quick access as he guides his cockhead into your hole. it's hard for his length to bury within you without any prep, so, he goes slow. with every inch in, nagi's breath quickens. you yelp and pushes your face to the pillow, stuffing your mouth full with the fabric to quieten you. he groans, "sorry, sorry. can't wait today. sorry."

he opens your thighs wider, rutting in slow circles to ease his cock inside your pussy. you mewl into the pillow and once nagi is buried to the hilt, he stalls. you pant into the familiar fabric, "m-move, sei—?"

"no." he kisses your neck, "wanna stay like this. jus' like this."

you bite back lazily, "how fuckin' lazy."

he kisses your jaw next and you feel him smile against your skin, "not lazy. your pussy feels so good like this. don't wanna move."

and so, nagi seishiro falls asleep with his length stiff stuffing your warm orifice. in the middle of the night, your sleep is interrupted by the feeling of something filling you up again. he mumbles from behind you, words heavy with sleep, "slipped out accidentally. just slipping back in. go back to sleep, baby."

you mumble, "goodnight, sei."

"mhm. night."

a.n: not my usual hardcore smut. not proofread. enjoy the filth. that being said, i have no idea what I want my usual roster to be for bllk. any characters you guys wanna particularly see? old m.list | new m.list

[owarinaki]

Blue lock x Sanrio 2025

[rinskazuu]

→ darling, you're my lover ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ v2

synopsis. ꨄ︎ a series of random texts you send to your bllk boyfriend

featuring. ꨄ︎ fem!reader x yukimiya, rin, aiku, isagi, shidou, ness (separate)

includes. ꨄ︎ established relationship, NSFW for shidou's, ass talk in aiku’s, cursing, fluff, reader just messing with the bllk guys, mentions of violence, MENTIONS OF BUGS AND SPIDERS (yukki's)

notes. ꨄ︎ i know this is a bit of an odd lineup... anywho, i do apologize if i wrote ness wrong. it's been a bit since i last read the manga, and during the entire NEL arc, i was just a tad bit (very) focused on kaiser

♪ track. ꨄ︎ lover by taylor swift

ver 1. sae, kaiser, otoya, karasu, bachira, reo, nagi

end notes. ꨄ︎ creds to my wife (straightest woman i know) for coming up with yukki's. i was running out of creativity juice

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[kaisersbae]

dad!aiku headcannons ୨୧

dad!aiku who finds out accidentally because you leave the test on the bathroom counter. he stares at it for a full thirty seconds, rereads it twice, then walks into the bedroom looking genuinely speechless for the first time in his life.

 dad!aiku who immediately drops to his knees in front of you afterward, hands gripping your waist carefully, forehead pressed against your stomach like he already loves the baby more than anything else in the world.

dad!aiku who definitely tears up first. not dramatic sobbing, just quiet tears while laughing under his breath because “holy shit, we’re really having a baby,” and he genuinely can’t stop smiling afterward. 

dad!aiku who would probably become a father around twenty-six or twenty-seven. old enough to be mature, stable, and completely devoted, but still playful enough to act like another child inside the house sometimes. 

dad!aiku who wants at least three kids. he says two at first, pretending to be reasonable, but the second he holds your first baby, he’s already talking about “maybe one more.” 

dad!aiku who loves touching your stomach during pregnancy. his hand is always there absentmindedly while watching television, sleeping beside you, or driving, like he constantly needs reassurance that both of you are still close. 

dad!aiku who starts speaking to the baby ridiculously early, leaning close to your stomach and introducing himself like, “hey, buddy. i’m your dad, remember me when you’re famous someday.” 

dad!aiku who becomes unbearably protective during pregnancy. suddenly every staircase is dangerous, every grocery bag is “too heavy,” and every inconvenience becomes a personal attack against his wife and unborn child. 

dad!aiku who attends every appointment possible, no matter how packed his schedule is. he genuinely does not care if interviews, training, or meetings need rearranging because nothing matters more than being there beside you. 

dad!aiku who completely melts the first time he hears the heartbeat. one second he’s smiling confidently, the next he’s staring at the monitor silently with watery eyes and squeezing your hand too tightly. 

dad!aiku who becomes obsessed with researching baby names late at night, scrolling through lists for hours while laying across your lap, rejecting names dramatically like he’s scouting football players instead of naming children.

dad!aiku who would choose names that feel strong but warm. for a boy, probably something like haru or ren. for a girl, maybe yuna or emi. names he’d say proudly forever. 

dad!aiku who secretly buys tiny football jerseys before the baby is even born, acting embarrassed when you catch him holding them in the store while pretending he “just happened to walk past them.” 

dad!aiku who talks about your pregnancy constantly. interviews become dangerous because somehow every question circles back to you or the baby. reporters eventually stop being surprised whenever he starts smiling halfway through answers. 

dad!aiku who would absolutely kiss your stomach before leaving for practice every single morning, mumbling something soft like “take care of mom while i’m gone, okay?” before reluctantly walking out the door. 

dad!aiku who becomes fascinated with every little change during pregnancy. every kick, craving, mood swing, or sleepy moment feels incredible to him because you’re literally creating someone the two of you made together. 

dad!aiku who panics the second you go into labor. not outwardly—he tries staying calm—but his hands shake while grabbing hospital bags, and he definitely speeds slightly driving you there. 

dad!aiku who refuses to leave your side during labor. he’s holding your hand the entire time, kissing your forehead constantly, whispering encouragement even when you’re threatening his life between contractions. 

dad!aiku who cries harder hearing the baby cry than the baby actually cries. the moment the nurse places your child in his arms, he looks completely overwhelmed with love and disbelief. 

dad!aiku who immediately becomes a skinship father. the baby is always sleeping against his chest, tucked into his arms, or carried around the house because he physically cannot stop touching them affectionately.

 dad!aiku who develops the softest voice imaginable around his children. nobody believes it at first because this giant, confident man suddenly speaks to babies like they personally hung every star in the sky.

dad!aiku who lets the baby grab his nose, hair, jewelry—anything. he never gets annoyed, just laughs quietly while letting them explore his face with tiny curious hands.

dad!aiku who acts cocky about parenting until the baby cries at three in the morning. suddenly he’s pacing around half-asleep whispering, “please, little dude, work with me here.”

dad!aiku who absolutely brags about his children whenever possible. teammates are forced to see hundreds of pictures, hear random stories, and watch videos of first words whether they asked or not.

dad!aiku who teaches his children confidence before anything else. he wants them to feel loved loudly, openly, unconditionally, because he never wants them questioning how important they are to him. 

dad!aiku who lets his daughter paint his nails or put clips in his hair without hesitation. he walks around proudly afterward too, showing everybody because “my princess did it for me.” 

dad!aiku who becomes emotional watching your children grow up. every birthday destroys him slightly because he’s happy, proud, and heartbroken that his babies are getting bigger all at once. 

dad!aiku who falls even more in love with you after becoming parents. seeing you hold, comfort, and love your children makes him look at you like you’re the greatest thing he’s ever had. 

a/n : LOL okey so i asked my friend what typa dad aiku would be, and she helped me out sm !! and also sorry if this is like rlly long 😭 we had so many ideas omll. tysm for reading, please req stuff, and other than that there’s nothing more to add !!

𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐞, 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫, 2026. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐢.

[vauxxnm]

Oliver Aiku

"One more round?"

I wanted to draw him as a bartender

[okkotsuus]

"OMEGAVERSE!BLLK" ー pt. iv 🪽

features: sae itoshi, oliver aiku, alexis ness, michael kaiser, + bonuses.

contents: secondary gender headcanons. omegaverse. not smut but certainly on the topic. descriptions of smell. descriptions of physical features (not reader). power dynamics. possessiveness. territorial behavior. lowkenuinely sae favoritism. 0.7k words.

notes: i love making kaiser's backstory reflect into every aspect of his life even in au's because it's genuinely such an integral part of my husband's character.

SAE ITOSHI

Enigma Alpha, it's either this or a True Beta; but I'm leaning Enigma.

Sae smells like warm spices (cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice) and lavender: literally just Dior Sauvage tbh...

I really debated whether Sae would be an Enigma or a True Beta for a long time; but I think plot-wise it makes more sense for him to be an Enigma.

Socially, he's definitely the kind of Enigma that goes undiscovered, probably thought he was a True Beta for most of his life until he had like a little secondary presenting and it just popped fully into existence.

Does not care about his partner's subgender but probably doesn't like Omegas because he views them as weak (asshole), but his views are sway-able if he loves someone enough.

Quiet dominance, he's not showy about it like Shidou is, but it's felt subconsciously by everyone near him.

OLIVER AIKU

Delta, was going to make him an Alpha because he'd totally be one but plot-wise he has to be some sort of Beta...

Smells like aftershave and musk, like he's fresh out of a hot shower at all times.

Oliver definitely has tended to play an Alpha's role in spaces lacking an Alpha wanting to take charge (Japan's U-20 team).

He falls into leadership roles very easily because he comes with the dominance of an Alpha but the levelheadedness of a Beta.

Doesn't care what his partner is as long as he feels like he's taking care of them, maybe has a very slight soft spot for Omegas.

Just wants to be needed and relied on in his relationship.

ALEXIS NESS

Alpha, born into a family of True Betas, does not understand himself.

Ness smells like sage and mint, very calm and he doesn't really have a distinct upset scent other than a slight burning sage smell which isn't even unpleasant.

The entirety of Ness' family were True Betas, which only further contributed to him being ostracized from them: which also hurts more because your family is usually your first pack.

Doesn't understand his instincts at all because of this, totally doesn't take care of his ruts and they've become really irregular, doesn't find himself being able to respond beyond subconsciously. Kaiser will 100% take advantage of this.

Doesn't care what his partner is, just wants someone that wants him.

Will play any role in a relationship, just wants to be wanted.

MICHAEL KAISER

True Beta, he actually is totally absent of a scent: which is odd because even most Betas will have a weak scent character.

I think Kaiser originally had a rose-like scent, but his father beat him so much whenever he smelled it that Kaiser's body shut down his glands that he no longer produces a scent.

Because of this, people probably assume that he's an Alpha on scent blockers and rut suppressants; and he doesn't correct them.

He's extremely indifferent to matters of the second gender, because he basically doesn't have one in society's eyes. He's a little bitter that he wasn't born an Alpha; because maybe then he could have fought back better in his childhood.

He would never date an Alpha or anyone that would be able to by physically stronger than him, he doesn't like feeling weak. He may keep around someone like that if they're mentally weak (see: Ness); but they will never be a serious romantic relationship in his eyes.

Kaiser doesn't know what he wants from love, because he knows he'll never have a fated mate.

BONUSES

Jinpachi Ego is a True Beta

Anri is an Omega

Noel Noa is a Prime Alpha

Bunny Iglesias is an Enigma, he triggered Sae’s secondary presentinh

Julien Loki is an Alpha

Chris Prince is an Alpha

Snuffy is a Delta

Barou is a Prime Alpha

Lorenzo is a True Beta

Bachira's Mom is an Alpha too because I said so

⚜️ ㅤ okkotsuus ㅤ 25

[vmlnrzmp4]

⟡ ── ch.1 wanting to be safe and seen | BLUE LOCK

► series : co-parenting with oliver aiku.

it was lunch break when reva saw her classmates gathered in a circle. all little girls talking about some sleep over. one of the kiddos see reva staring.

"you can come if you want."

little reva was so happy after hearing that, she smiled, nodding and agreeing that she'd join.

her first sleepover was supposed to be fun. but instead, she felt so left out. perhaps they're judging her because of her clothes? her koala backpack?

no.

they say she has weird eyes.

they say she is slower than everyone.

they say she can't even eat icecream without sneezing.

that night, the parents called you and you picked up reva early from their place.

reva didn't want to be tucked in bed. she cried in your embrace, asking in her little broken voice if you think she's weird.

"you're not weird, reva," you patted her, gently rocking her, "you're my beautiful girl."

she sniffled, looking up at you, "...my eyes too?" her teary eyes...just like her papa. different coloured. the eyes you once fell for.

you simply hug her tighter, keeping your voice steady, "even your eyes, reva. so so beautiful."

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"she cried," oliver says, his voice hinting frustration.

shidou ryusei was sitting across him, sipping on his extra sugary drink. he looked up, raising an eyebrow as oliver went on about what had happened at the sleepover, "y/n called. said reva cried. the girls called her weird and were mean to her. they...god motherfucking dammit...i dont even—"

"captain-chan," ryusei interrupts calmly, "kids can be cruel when they're curious. but yeah that was mean. very mean indeed."

oliver simply runs his hand down his face.

"reva-chan needs someone who makes her feel safe and seen," ryu grins, "lucky for you, ive got two of them."

"...what?"

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"are you sure about this?" you ask oliver, packing reva's little koala backpack.

"yeah," oliver confirms, "it's shidou and his two daughters. minami's eight, mika's is the same as reva. they're like feral cats or something he said, but she'll be safe. promise," oliver crouches to put one of reva's scattered toys in the backpack, his hand brushing yours for only a second, "trust me on this one."

you pause but quickly zip up the backpack, calling for reva. you fix her hair and tidy her clothes before her papa picks her up and her little backpack. you straighten up, telling reva to call if anything happens.

reva clutched on her backpack strap when the two feral gremlins: minami and mika opened the door.

"hi!!!" the younger one chirps as she steps towards reva, "'m mika!"

"...'m reva."

"we know!" mika holds reva's hand.

"papa told us about you," minami says, "do you like butterflies?" she asks.

"butterflies!" mika chimes, "we love the butterflies in space!"

reva blinks, "butterflies can't go to space..."

the older gremlin chuckles, "they can here. come in, come in!" they both urge reva in their room.

shidou whispers to oliver, "she's gonna be just fine with my gremlins."

reva forgets what scary meant that day when they draw galaxies with pretty butterflies orbiting. it was their own creative thinking, "i think the butterfly should be blue and pink..." reva suggests to which minami and mika strongly agree.

they drew, played, ate spaghetti, and slept night, talking about insects in the space.

the next day when oliver came to pick reva up, she was smiling the entire time, telling how the day has went. oliver silently thanks ryusei. and ryusei only smiles, telling reva that she's always welcome at the shidous.

"bye minami! bye mika!" reva called, waving as oliver lifted her and her backpack. the three of the shidous wave back, mika even waves with both of her hands, bouncing on the spot.

no one said the word weird that day.

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afab!reader; unprotected piv (wrap it bro); petnames; aiku is sweet; belly bulging; cervix stuff; fwb type of relationship; ~1.7k wc; pure filth with no plot

you and aiku have been hooking up for a couple of months now whenever he would be back in the city. sure, being a pro athlete has it’s cons, he would be roaming about the globe for weeks but it all made it worth it when he comes back for that one week per month and his first stop as soon as he got off the plane is always your apartment.

your doorbell rang at exactly 1:00 AM. aiku was nothing if not punctual, especially when it came to you. you bounded down the stairs and unlocked the door, aiku was already there with his smug grin, clad in his nike tech tracksuit.

he invited himself in without a word, parked his suitcase somewhere beside the door. you closed the door behind him and went to hug him from behind, your arms barely fit around his waist and your face buried in his back.

aiku spun you around to face him, and finally you heard that melodious drawl which you’d been parched of for the past torturous weeks. “mm..missed me—didn’t ya’, sweet girl?” aiku's plump lips curled onto a slight smirk as he leaned in to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“sure i did, ollie’.” your voice held that teasing lilt which made aiku’s arms tighten around your waist. he chuckled lowly before moving to kiss you, his lips crashing against yours in a kiss which was all teeth and tongue. his stubble tickled your chin whilst his lips moved against yours in a sensual dance, he nipped at your lower lip and you gasped. he took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth, you sucked on it and he groaned deep from his throat.

he hooked his palms under your thighs and pulled you up until he was carrying you, your legs wrapped around his waist. not breaking the kiss, he tossed the both of you on the couch, pinning you under him. his hands moved to pinch at the sensitive skin behind your knees, pushing your legs up against your chest whilst he grinded against your core through the fabric of your bottoms.

he pulled away shortly after, panting. his hot breath directly fanned over your face, his eyes half-lidded and casting you with a look which spoke volumes of his desire. he began pressing hot-mouthed kisses down your jaw then your neck, he nuzzled into the crook of your neck and began sucking on the sensitive skin there, he pulled your skin into his mouth and suckled hard enough to leave a blooming red flower.

“there, mine.” aiku whispered against your skin. you chuckled softly, breathlessly, “not yours..” aiku sighed but laughed, well, more-so exhaled through his nose. “i know..let me pretend.” aiku then moved to hook his fingers under the hem of your tank, he pushed the fabric up and away. he helped you take it off then tossed it away somewhere in the living room. his warm mouth latched onto your nipple whilst his hand kneaded the other mound between his deft fingers. his big hand cupped your breast perfectly, like they were made for holding onto them.

aiku pulled off with a lewd pop, leaving a damp patch on your perky bud before immediately laving his tongue on the nipple of your other breast. his hand moved down to slip under the waistband of your pants, his fingers pressed against the gusset of your panties and he groaned around your nipple upon feeling the growing dampness there.

you gasped as he began sliding his middle and ring finger between your slick folds through the fabric of your panties. he pulled off your nipple to whisper, “fuck..y’r soaked, gorgeous..” you squirmed at that, his pulled his hand out before he hooked his fingers under the waistband of your pants and pulled them down your legs. exposing your barely clothed pussy to his gaze, he sucked in a deep breath at the sight. “my gosh..”

the cold air of the room hit your already dripping cunt, aiku was busy undressing but his gaze was fixed on you. he stripped down to his boxers and your eyes drifted to the sizeable bulge visible through the thin fabric of his boxers. aiku followed your gaze and smiled, “see something you like?”

“definitely.” you replied, a small smirk gracing your lips. aiku licked his lower lip before he settled between your spread legs. he pressed his nose to the mound of your cunt, inhaling the faint scent emanating from you. his tongue darted out to lick a fat stripe over your slit through the ruined fabric of your panties. you gasped and arched your back off the couch, his hands went to your hips to still you and press you back against the cushions.

“still so sensitive..” aiku purred against your cunt, sliding your panties to the side with his flexible tongue. he breathed in sharply as he came in contact with your soaked pussy. his skilled thumb came up to rub at your clit, watching as it engorged, the slippery hood of your pussy pulling back to expose the flushed pearl.

you suddenly felt shy at being so exposed, your thighs trying to clench shut but he held them firmly open with his strong hands. “shh, it’s okay, i got you.” aiku shushed you, pressing a lingering kiss to your engorged clit. he then moved to flick his tongue between your lips, over your hole. “ollie’..!! stop teasing!” you whined so sweetly, music to aiku’s ears. without any further preamble, he dove right into your cunt. his nose pressed against your clit, his expert tongue pushing and prodding deep inside your heat. his stubble tickled your perineum as he ate you out with increasing fervor.

your back arched like a bow, hands moving to tangle in aiku's two-toned hair. aiku groaned as you tugged at his locks and he increased his pace, burying his face deeper. his eyes fluttered closed as he lost himself in your taste, your feel. he looked gorgeous, lashes casting shadows on his cheeks and your slick coating his mouth as he ate.

he could sense your impending release and he pulled away then with a firm proprietary pat to your thigh, his lips glossy with your wetness. you whined and thrashed around as he pulled away and aiku just laughed as he watched you put on such a petulant scene. “so desperate..” aiku clicked his tongue before moving to tug his boxers down, his long cock sprang free from it’s confines. no matter how many times you’ve already seen it, you just couldn't seem to get used to his sheer size. how did he carry that thing around?

aiku wrapped a hand around his cock and gave it a few strokes, the tip drooling with pre. he pressed the flushed crown of his cock against your pussy and slid it up and down between your labia. the head catching onto your entrance every now and then.

“f—fuck! ollie’!” you squeaked, and aiku pressed his thumb to your lips to shut you up and you did with a small tremble. aiku finally sunk into your clenching pussy, your walls rippled around him and tried desperately to pull him deeper. but his hands held on firmly to your love handles, he sunk into you at a leisurely pace.

once he was finally bottomed out, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix so sweetly and you cried out like a siren. aiku shut you up with a kiss, you could taste yourself on his tongue and lips. he swallowed all your keening cries and whines as he moved inside you, thrusting into you gently at first. allowing you to get used to him.

your arms reached up, your nails clawing at his back. “fasterrr!” you slurred out needily and who would aiku be to deny his babygirl when you were just crying for him? he picked up the pace until he was pistoning into you with his dick. the couch creaked with every thrust of his, your whole body shook underneath him.

aiku’s abs and pectorals flexed with each of his movements, his hand knotted in your hair and he used them as leverage to pull your head back and press wet kisses against your throat. he pulled away shortly to press a palm over your lower belly, he pushed down softly to feel just how deep his cock was driving into you.

“shit, look at that..” aiku was at a loss of words, you always took him so deep and so well. he felt you clench even harder around him, trying to keep him buried inside of you and he knew you wouldn’t last much longer if he kept going like this. luckily, he wouldn’t too.

you creamed on his cock with a deafening cry, your whole body seizing up. when aiku pulled out, he saw a faint cream ring surrounding the base of his cock and it pushed him off the edge. with a few final thrusts he buried himself to the hilt inside you and came, his tip twitching as he spurted load after load.

your body shook and spasmed with the aftershocks of you both lovemaking. aiku caught you up in his big arms and held you close to his chest.

“there we go..you did so good..” he cooed soothingly in your ear, his voice a raspy rumble. his hand patted your back softly while the other ran through your matted locks. he pressed a kiss to your cheek before finally settling you down.

he pulled out, he watched enraptured as his cum trickled out of you and onto bare cushions of the couch. aiku chuckled at the sight, “should’ve used towels.”

“let’s get you cleaned up.” aiku whispered, moving to grab some tissues from the coffee table.

“then round two.”

a/n: i am overly airing evb out if tumblr shadowbans me and this is my first time writing for fem pls any criticism and reviews are very much welcome and this was highk inspired by living room flow by jhené aiko...my queen..

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