#chigiri

[mewnbuns]

when he’s fingering you so deep that your hands can’t help but wrap around his wrist to keep yourself steady, like you’re close to pulling him away but wouldn’t dare do as such. you’re so fucked out and dizzy from pleasure, but he only takes the cute press of your nails into his skin as a wordless request for him to add another finger…..

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

“boys will be boys”

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when isagi yoichi was still just a little boy, he always held your hand when you were scared, and helped wipe the dirt and grime off of your knees when you tripped.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when bachira meguru was still just a little boy, he always defended you from bullies--even if they hurt him instead--, and always told you it didn't hurt even when it did.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when chigiri hyoma was still just a little boy, he never argued with you or complained and even allowed you to touch and play with his hair if you asked him politely.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when kunigami rensuke was still just a little boy, he always held your stuff, whether it's your backpack or thick library books, without complaint and with a smile.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when barou shouei was still just a little boy, he helped you cleanwhen it was your day for classroom cleaning duty, and always helped organize your extremely messy desk.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when mikage reo was still just a little boy, he always bought you whatever you wanted, and let you have whatever expensive item of his you wanted as long as you liked it.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when nagi seishiro was still just a little boy, he let you play on his video game consoles, and he never got mad at you even if you dropped it and cracked it.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when itoshi rin was still just a little boy, he always bought you his favorite lottery ice cream on every occasion. whether you passed your test, your failed your test, you get an ice cream.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when michael kaiser was still just a little boy, he always pushed you on the swings at the park and listened to you rant, even if he just recieved an exhaustive beating from his father and couldn't even talk.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when alexis ness was still just a little boy, he always visited you when you were sick and told you about magic and his favorite folklore and fantasy stories to cheer you up.

so did i ever tell you guys how much i fw blue lock boys and the childhood best friend trope??? well, a lot.

[clearlydusty]

I can't WAIT to see season 3

[kymerauwu]

"Wrong generation"? Babe we’re literally in the same timeline where this is an official promotional artwork for Barou's maid café.

[faeaabi]

─── you're a big girl now, no more daddy's little girl

bllk x reader ft. isagi, bachira, chigiri rin, sae, nagi, reo, barou, otoya

aabi's note: should i make pt two?? also love u guys mwahmwah kisses xoxoxo

synopsis: blue lock boys & their daughters growing up

𝄞𝄢 isagi yoichi.

whenever relatives or randoms would ask your daughter, "mama or papa", she'd always choose papa. this girl was always GLUED to isagi's leg, and your husband never complained. he would tie her hair in two small pigtails with colorful hair ties and tuck her bangs away with cute hello kitty clips. after training, he would forget his exhaustion, re-reading her favorite bedtime story for the nth time until she dozed off. during matches? she was isagi's biggest fan, wearing a mini isagi jersey and screaming "go papa!" every time the ball was under his feet.

soon, she grew a passion for soccer, owning a collection of colorful cleats and jerseys with her name engraved on the fabric. she played for her school's team, winning gold medals and shiny trophies. news spread fast that a new soccer prodigy was evolving, isagi yoichi's daughter. her talent and her dad's fame helped sky rocket her soccer career. it wasn't long until she was playing under expensive leagues, becoming a soccer legend. whenever a soccer fan talked about the player 'isagi', they weren't talking about your husband, but rather your daughter. yup, she was that famous and she LOVED it.

but unfortunately like many, fame got to her head.

she got caught up in dirty scandals, nearly lost her soccer career five times, and showed a personality he never expected to see. but isagi didn't let those stuff change his love for his daughter. he'd watch all her matches, supporting her from the stands or by watching tv in the comfort of your shared home. he'd message her daily, despite not receiving any responses. "did you eat?" "call me later if you have time" "mommy and daddy miss you. come home whenever baby."

isagi never says it, but he misses his little girl every day.

𝄞𝄢 bachira meguru.

like bachira, your daughter was mischievous. he'd whisper in her ear, "lets prank mama", but everytime, she'd refuse with a pout. "no pranking mama!", she'd cry during an attempt to prank you. later when bachira was fast asleep, she'd grab a permanent marker, scribbling itachi lines and other horrendous images all over his face. and when bachira woke up to see the masterpiece, he'd praise his daughter.

"you're better than shakespeare!"

"meguru... shakespeare was a writer", you'd sigh from the side.

when your daughter becomes a teenager, she avoids bachira, keeping her interactions with him minimal. bachira tried to maintain their dad-daughter relationship. he would slip notes into her lunch bag, try to wear matching outfits with her, and invite her to whimsical playdates. each time she'd reply with, "dad, stop, you're being weird." her reasoning for everything would be bachira's "behavior". he would laugh it off, but it stung a lot.

"no i'm not inviting my friends over 'cuz they're gonna think dad's weird."

"dad can you stop making that face. it's ugly."

"you're so embarrassing dad!"

late at night, the door to your daughter's room would be slightly cracked open. when you entered, you saw bachira sitting on her bedside, looking at the floor with a sad smile.

"what's wrong meguru?"

"my daughters all grown up now.. but where did i go wrong?"

𝄞𝄢 chigiri hyoma.

chigiri was beautiful, you were beautiful, so it was no doubt that your daughter would be ethereal.

and also it was no doubt she would love running.

she inherited her dad's fast running abilities. at the age of three, she was zooming past everyone faster than lightning. at six, she already won first place nationwide in running competitions. at ten, she was practically a celebrity, known for being an impressive the best sprinter ever!

chigiri loved his daughter's passion for running. she reminded him of his younger self.

he knew how it felt to almost lose everything. so when she sprinted down fields, pink hair tied into a long ponytail, he'd watch with pride, but also fear.

"careful," he'd constantly remind her, earning sassy eyerolls.

"dad. i'm not fragile."

at sixteen, your daughter tore her ligament.

everything felt too familiar―the hospital room, the doctors saying, "she needs to be careful while running."

during her recovery, she refused to cry. she pushed harder than anyone. she never gave up on running.

your daughter's resilience scared chigiri. what if she got injured again? what would happen to her? what if he wasn't around to protect her? all these thoughts made chigiri so suffocating and protective.

during an argument, your daughter snapped.

"i'm not like you at all!" she shouted, "stop bossing me around because i'm not going to shatter!"

when chigiri realized he was being possessive and projecting his insecurities upon his world, he realized it was too late. his daughter was far into her running career, far from home.

𝄞𝄢 itoshi rin.

showcasing affection to your daughter was one of the greatest struggles for rin. she always wanted hugs, kisses, cuddles. she wanted all his attention and all his love.

when she'd cry after tripping, he never cooed. rin simply handed her a tissue without panicking. "stand on your own," he murmured. "you're a strong girl."

your daughter grew up believing that strength meant silence. she thought to be strong was to refrain from making any noise, even when her chest felt extra tight and she badly wanted to cry.

during elementary, she'd beg her dad to attend all her school's events. "please please please come to my christmas concert!" "daddy come to my award ceremony." "dad it's parent-teacher interview day! want you, mommy next time!!!"

in middle school, she stopped asking. by high school, he was the one who had to start bugging her for information.

one fine night, rin was walking through the hallway after his nightly meditation session, excited to sleep while embracing you. he walked past your daughter's room but overheard muffled crying. he paused outside her door, hand ghosting over the cold door knob.

rin stood their longer than he'd ever admit, contemplating whether he should go inside and comfort her. last time he tried to, she brushed past him coldly.

when your daughter moved out, she didn't cry. she just said, "i'll handle it," the exact same way he did in every part of his life.

it was rin who cried instead.

𝄞𝄢 itoshi sae.

being itoshi sae's daughter meant having to deal with crazy, unwanted expectations from all around the world.

every single person, whether it was a relative or some random fan on the internet, watched your daughter like a hawk. they observed her achievements, her personality, and every little thing about her. if she was itoshi sae's daughter, she had to be exceptional in some sort of way after all.

meanwhile sae wasn't the best father, prioritizing his soccer career over his family. whenever he returned home, your daughter clung to him. she tried her best to show off all her accomplishments, waiting for any hint of approval.

sae only nodded and muttered "good." in his mind, that was praise. he failed to realize how his simple words squeezed your daughter's chest in all the wrong ways, making her feel horribly insecure.

on one particular occasion, she came home with a silver medal, second place engraved onto the material. she looked embarrassed, deeply humiliated than ever. on the internet, heated discourse was unfolding. article headlines said, "unalike her father itoshi sae, she is not the best."

"i'll do better next time," she murmured to you two, keeping her head down. you tried to relax her, but sae said "you should."

sae's blunt words didn't train her into someone unbreakable and disciplined like him. rather, she searched for attention everywhere, seeking for even the tiniest hint of validation. she craved validation.

she did anything for validation, anything. her activities went from staying up at odd times of the night to perfect an assignment or volunteering for things she didn't even enjoy to checking her phone ever few minutes. she read every article about her, refreshed comment sections, and took every hate comment to heart.

she especially read those gossip articles which compared her and her father.

the entire time, sae thought he was building a strong girl who could lift the world up with her bare hands. your daughter was actually being crushed by the world.

𝄞𝄢 nagi seishiro.

your daughter was nagi's identical twin―the same perfectly tousled white hair, doe grey eyes, and that sleepy pout. her personality was the same as his as well, lazy and aloof. she napped on nagi's chest, played the same games as him, and even wore his big hoodies that drowned her frame.

sometimes you'd go to check up on your daughter late at night, hoping she's sleeping well. instead, you find her in the living room, drooling on top of her dad who's also asleep, the tv displaying a paused, long forgotten video game. when you'd try to pull your daughter off nagi, hoping to tuck her in bed, she'd tightly clutch onto his pajamas and sleepily whine.

as she starts to get older, she gets busier. it's expected though―adulthood takes up all of one's time. but nagi hates it. he misses binging shows with your daughter and getting scolded by you for staying up past 5 am. he misses the very sleepy conversations on video game lore. he misses hearing all of your daughter's theories and yap about favorite characters. he just misses her so much.

late at night, nagi would wait for your daughter to return from wherever, sitting on the living room couch. he would walk to the main entrance when he heard the front door shut, holding two consoles in his hand, one of them being your daughter's childhood one, decorated with peeling stickers.

"let's play", he'd murmur with a small smile, but your daughter ignored him, brushing past him. nagi wouldn't try to follow her. every time he did, the night would end in yelling. nagi's a man of few words, a man who disliked argued.

eventually, nagi gave up. she'd warm up again, right? she'd come back to him so they could play video games, right?

he bought figures of characters she liked, stocked up on video game dvds―heck, he even prepared his own genshin account to pass down to her.

in the end, his efforts were all useless. his daughter did not care one bit.

𝄞𝄢 reo mikage.

the second your daughter was born, she was endlessly SPOILED. she wanted a pretty pink dress with ruffles and bows? when she woke up, it would be displayed on a mannequin in her walk-in closet. all her friends and classmates would stare at her with envy as she yapped about the latest thing reo bought her.

if the world was a kingdom, reo was the king. and your daughter was the crowned jewel.

to reo, your daughter was priceless.

one day, the three of you guys were shopping together after a long time, reo's one hand laced in yours and his other holding onto a bunch of shopping bags. in front of you two, your daughter, much older now, was skipping away, holding onto her own shopping bags. the two of you followed her into another designer store, mentally preparing to see her try on a bunch of dresses and criticize every product. you watched reo grabbing tops, pushing them to your daughter. "you'll look great in this!" "that color suits you." "try this one too!"

your daughter didn't look at him at all. she shoved all the clothes away, muttering "so annoying" under her breath. reo heard her, but he didn't let the ache in his heart spoil everything. he continued to try even when she was constantly walking away from him.

"c'mon princess, try this dress. it's fabulous!"

"dad, can you stop calling me that..?"

reo blinks. your daughter's voice was harsh and cold.

"also that's outdated," she scoffs and heads to another section.

"righttt. i guess trends changed," reo chuckles lightly. he tries to laugh it off, but you can see the genuine hurt in his eyes.

later when he tried to pay for her, bracing himself to swipe that shiny black card, she pushed him aside. only then does reo realize your daughter doesn't need him anymore.

𝄞𝄢 barou shoei.

barou was clean and disciplined. his daughter? she's messy, loud, and eats with her mouth WIDE open. your house was a complete warzone, your daughter was the perpetrator and barou was the cleaner. it was amusing watching the self-proclaimed king chase after a giggling toddler with a poop-drenched diaper on. but barou never complained. not once. even if your daughter threw that dirty poo-stained diaper directly at his face.

he'd just stand their frozen, jaw twitching, vein popping out his forehead and muttering, "unbelievable", while cleaning her mess anyway.

the three of you guys would eat dinner together, a warm meal you cooked up with love. your daughter would be on her high chair, digging in with her hands, food all over face. she grabbed fistfuls of rice and shoved them in her mouth, sauce smeared on her cheeks

barou would scowl, but still abandoned his dinner to clean her cheeks with surprising gentleness.

he remained patient and steadfast, refraining from crashing out each time your daughter pulled some unhygienic bs.

barou loved her chaos. barou loved being needed. barou LOVED fixing what your daughter ruined.

when she grew older, your house became quiet―no more noise and dirt. the toys all over the floor disappeared. your countertop was no longer sticky with traces questionable material.

dinner became proper. your daughter, who severely lacked table manners before, sat properly and chewed with her mouth closed. her politeness shocked you two, barou especially. he couldn't help but miss her disarray.

one evening, barou reached for her across the table, trying to wipe the corner of her mouth out of habit. she leaned back slightly. her face was squished up into something unreadable? perhaps disgust?

"i've got it dad," she said.

barou's hand lingered mid-air in the second before he slowly pulled back.

"good."

but truly, he wasn't feeling good at all.

𝄞𝄢 otoya eita.

when you were pregnant with your daughter, you also learned the news of otoya cheating.

thankfully, you were living in stable conditions, so you divorced him. at first, otoya didn't fight it. but when he figured about your daughter, he begged to co-parent―to be involved in your daughter's life. reluctantly, you accepted his offer, only because he expressed sincerity for once. during the weekdays, your daughter stayed with you, and on the weekends she was at otoya's.

otoya tried his best to keep THAT side of his life away from his daughter. he kept his phone face-down during daddy-daughter dates, blocked all the ladies calling him, and even abandoned his old ways, the old version that thrived on attention. he'd do anything for his daughter, even if it meant letting go of the part of his life which fueled his days (and ego).

his goal was to ensure his daughter would not end up like him.

he failed.

your daughter became the worst player in town. and she was good at messing with people's feelings.

out of curiosity, she went through her dad's belongings as a kid. why was dad always hiding his phone? why did random women always approach him out of nowhere and start yelling at him? it was natural for a kid to wonder what their parent was up to.

she never fully understood why her dad was up at night texting girls or why he was constantly chased and admired. but through him she learned the power of attention.

in middle school, she tested it. she laughed too sweetly, batted her lashes, did the stupid triangle method. in high school, she mastered it. situationships, friendships ending over boys, social media drama; that was the summary of her entire four years in high school.

otoya didn't notice at first. he thought her behavior was normal and harmless. all girls act like that when they have crushes, right?

wrong.

he overheard her gossiping on the phone. "i'm not serious 'bout him at all," she laughed. "he's just a temporary distraction."

his heart panged. that hit too close to home.

the one thing he tried to protect her from was the only thing she became.

© faeaabi do NOT: plagiarize, copy, translate, upload my work elsewhere + train ai with my work.

[k-aemi]

blue lock — twt porn links!

pls have headphones or earphones in when viewing, these videos are very explicit.

nagi seishiro:

him giving you the meanest back shots ever.

compared to you, he’s just so big.

reo mikage:

loves fingering you till you’re a whiney mess.

eating you out from behind.

rin itoshi:

him just sucking in your boobs <3

he loves having you all dolled up so he can fuck you.

sae itoshi:

he loves how wet he makes you.

loves seeing your ass bounce as he pounds into you <3

isagi yoichi:

letting him use your thigh to get off <3

him making you squirt multiple times.

kaiser michael:

so pretty just for him

letting you jerk him off just for once.

hiori yo:

taking his frustration out on you after losing a ranked match.

cutely fucking you <3

chigiri hyoma:

just making love to you <3

fucking you so fast and making you squirt.

kunigami rensuke:

he’s so big <3

stretching your cute ass with his giant cock <3

shidou ryusei:

face fucking you <3

playing with your ass as he fucks your cunt.

bachira meguru:

using a dildo to make you squirt <3

fucking you so mean

just something quick for yallll

idk if u guys wld wanna be tagged so i will not tag ☺️.

[yaoiadderall]

the epic highs and lows of battle royale high school soccer

(2/?)

[bachibae]

Do the bllk guys watch... 🌽? 

a/n: just silly hcs inspired by a thread i saw on twt :) ft. sae, shidou, rin, isagi, hiori, karasu, otoya, bachira, kaiser, ness, nagi, kunigami, chigiri.

Sae: no because it kills his libido → doesnt let him release his full potential as a football player. Does that even make sense? I definitely worded that poorly but well. That stuff isn’t good for you, y'know… if he jerks off he'd just do it raw. And by raw I mean like men used to do when the internet (and magazines) didn't exist. With your eyes glued to the wall while taking a bath and nothing on your mind. Can't even say just for the fun of it because there's nothing fun on that ..? I guess. Idk.

Shidou: okay he's into . Um. Surprisingly i think he'd like straight 🌽… yes yes straggots i KNOW… but he'd watch any genre anyway so. Found some 🌽⭐️ that reminded him of sae and the rest was history. Also i feel like he'd like big tits and gross lewd stuff in general . Like gals? A lot of bakunyū. Also..Bondage is his niche ….

Rin: idek he's too focused on football max thing he saw was some horror movie that gave snuff film vibes but like not even on purpose he's just too into gore and well horror fans know how much 🌽 is practically inherent to horror films and allat (😒😒) i wonder what does he think when he sees one of those stupid scenes where some random blondie gets killed in the most lewd way, prolly something like ‘...sae would hate this.’

Isagi: before bllk he saw a couple hentais before, too embarrassed to watch actual 🌽 lmfao. I dont think he even watches anime so he'd be pretty much a normie so he just saw some random mainstream one where the girl is ✨️ 💕 💖 kawaii💖💖💕💕✨️ has nice thighs and wears long socks that squeeze the fat of her thighs to the point of cutting blood flow. Corny i know but he's a vanilla guy what can i say….

Hiori: okay yeah. Like. Yeah. LIKE literally yeah he's someone you'd think is an innocent sweet summer child but actually ends up being a sick perv. Bondage petplay humiliating blablabla not a hint of vanilla 💔💔 I don't even think I need to specify but I really think he saw some gore hentai at least once..yuck… (i still love him) not mai-chan's daily life type of gore tho, something more chill, maybe some random vn? crossing my fingers and praying he's not into euphoria tho (he probably is icl icl)

Karasu: ummm yeah i think he'd be into something odd ? But not gross? Like js something so specific its lowkey unexpected like idk girls that are X cms tall or girls with Y eye colour? In a world where everyone has a diff shade of the rainbow as their eye colours, I think that wanting girls with a specific one is too... oddly specific yk. Also not rlly into 🌽 just the soft type like swimsuits pics n allat ifykwim 

Otoya: you name it he saw it. Yk those steam videogames where there's a bunch of (real) women roleplaying with you as their classmate? Yeah. Even that. Only ones that rival his freakiness are shidou and hiori. And the latter only does so because he's watched stuff not even otoya would have thought about:

“bondage vids are so hot lol, right hiori.”

“oh yea’, i've seen one where #### ##### squirt ##### ### and ##### ###### knife ##### ### amputation. It was neat.”

“what”

Bachira: I think he wouldn’t even watch that stuff but somehow he'd be one of the most freaked out. He's genuinely this weird naturally❤️❤️❤️ if he did he'd be into soft fluffy stuff like softcore 🌽 awwwww . Or maybe his monster possesses him and he starts gooning to futanari. Wait. Oh my God i think thats it. He actually would like Futa. Wow. You guys learnt this at the same time as I did.

Kaiser: ummmm now this is a hard one. Maybe same as sae but maybe he also thinks that like the manly man he is he needs to let himself…. Yk… ? Idkk.. . Well if he did i think he'd be into flat chests because it gives #chic and nothing too freaked out tbh bc he believes he's above that . Which is funny considering it looks like he’s in the middle of some bdsm play with ness everytime he's on screen.

Ness: yesss dominant girls w long, blonde hair are soooo hot um what no i dont think that reminds me of anyone. What? Why does the girl on the screen also have blue highlights? Huh? Why is she choking that guy that has magenta hair..? Idk 😂😂 why you asking😂😂😂🤔

Nagi: hentai. Both anime and ero vns.  A classic guy ig. Not too much into it but come on do u srsly think a 18 y/o guy that's all day on his phone wouldn't be doing thatt.. hes into size diff ok there i said it. But not too much. Just a tiny bit from time to time. Let's not forget he's lowkerkinuenly gay. 

Kunigami: no! He doesnttt!! He's too pure for this world. Did see a couple before locking in 100% on bllk and he got so embarrassed his ears went red.

Chigiri: no he's above that and he thinks he's so goated for that. And he is. #diva.