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Blue Lock | World Proes: When he is your boyfriend

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Noel Noa

Dating Noel Noa is surprisingly... normal.

Or at least as normal as dating the world's best striker can be.

Noa is not a man of excessive words. He won't constantly shower you with compliments or grand romantic speeches.

Instead, his love shows itself in consistency.

He remembers things.

Your coffee order.

Your favorite snacks.

The fact that you hate when your fries get cold.

The fact that you always steal food from his plate despite claiming you aren't hungry.

The fact that you always lose your charger.

He notices everything.

Noa is also incredibly reliable.

If he says he'll call at 8 PM, he's calling at 8 PM.Not 8:01.Not 8:05.8 PM. Exactly.

His favorite thing about the relationship is peace.

After a career filled with pressure, cameras, and expectations, being with you feels like finally taking a deep breath.

Sometimes he'll just sit beside you in comfortable silence.

No talking.

No distractions.

Just enjoying your presence.

And honestly? Those moments mean more to him than any stadium full of cheering fans.

Chris Prince

Chris Prince is absolutely obsessed with his girlfriend.

There is no other way to put it.

This man is your personal hype squad.

You get a haircut? Amazing.

New outfit? Phenomenal.

Different nail color? Life-changing.

Chris treats every single thing you do like it deserves a standing ovation.

He also loves showing you off.

Not in an objectifying way.

In a proud way.

The kind of boyfriend who sees you walk into a room and immediately thinks: "Yep. That's my girl."

He's ridiculously affectionate.

Forehead kisses.

Hand holding.

Random hugs while you're trying to cook.

Wrapping his arms around your waist while you're doing absolutely anything.

You will never question whether Chris loves you.

Because he tells you approximately thirty-seven times a day.

Julian Loki

Loki is dangerous because he's funny.

Dating him means constantly being teased.

Constantly.

You could trip over absolutely nothing.

He'll remember it six months later.

You could mispronounce one word.

Congratulations! That memory now belongs to him forever.

But he's also surprisingly attentive.

The moment your mood changes, he notices.

The moment you're upset, he notices.

The moment you're tired, he notices.

Loki acts playful most of the time, but when it comes to taking care of you, he becomes incredibly serious.

And honestly?

Those rare moments where he drops the jokes and simply holds you are some of the sweetest parts of the relationship.

Also? for no reason i think he enjoys pasteries (i wonder how,shay)

Marc Snuffy

The husband material.

The blueprint.

The standard.

The Premium.

Snuffy is one of those people who makes life easier just by existing.

You have a problem? He's already helping solve it.

You're stressed? He's already listening.

You're overwhelmed? He's already making tea.

There is something incredibly comforting about dating him.

He doesn't make you feel like another responsibility.

He makes you feel like you're facing life together.

He also gives incredible advice.

Unfortunately.

Because half the time you just want him to agree with you.

Instead he gives thoughtful solutions.

Which is annoying because he's usually right.

One thing for sure? His Maltese and Italian accent is HOT AS HELL-

Leonardo Luna

Leonardo Luna is smooth.

Dangerously smooth.

The kind of man who can flirt while doing absolutely nothing.

You'll be sitting there.

Existing.

And suddenly he's making you blush.

How?

Nobody knows.

Not even him.

Luna loves romance.

Date nights.

Dressing up together.

Taking you somewhere beautiful just because he knows you'll enjoy it.

He also genuinely enjoys hearing you talk.

It doesn't matter if the story is important.

He likes listening because it's you.

Which sounds cheesy.

And unfortunately for you, Luna is very good at being cheesy.

Adam Blake

You know this hoe is a womanizer.

Despite all that,here you are,dating him.

Adam's love language is roasting you.

Respectfully.Lovingly.Relentlessly.

The moment you make a mistake? He's laughing.

The moment he makes a mistake?You're laughing.

That's the relationship.

A constant back-and-forth battle.

Spoilers you ROTTEN

And i mean,rotten ROTTEN

Lambogini? Sure,delivered

Pink? No problem?

That one Gucci bag you saw for 1 second? He getting his card out

Youre bored? Already handing you his black card.

You do find yourself checking his phone time to time

Pablo Cavasoz

The gentleman.

The actual gentleman.

Opens doors.

For you, the rest can open their door themselves.

Remembers anniversaries.

Brings flowers for no reason.

Checks if you got home safely.

The whole package.

Pablo is thoughtful in a way that feels effortless.

He doesn't do nice things because he expects something back.

He does them because making you happy genuinely makes him happy.

His favorite moments are often the quietest ones.

Cooking together.

Watching movies.

Walking side by side.

Simple things.

Because for Pablo, love isn't measured by grand gestures.

It's measured by consistency.

Dada Silva

Dating Dada Silva feels like dating a giant teddy bear.

An extremely athletic teddy bear.

This man is affectionate.Very affectionate.

The type to casually pull you into his lap.

The type to rest his chin on your head.

The type to wrap one arm around you and keep it there.

You are constantly being hugged.Constantly.

Complaining is useless.

He'll just hug you again.

Despite his size and reputation, he's incredibly gentle with the people he loves.

There's a softness to him that most people never get to see.

But you do.

And it's one of your favorite things about him.

Lavinho

Dating Lavinho is like dating sunshine.

Life becomes louder.

Brighter.

More spontaneous.

This man wakes up and chooses chaos.

You mention wanting to try a new restaurant? You're already in the car.

You say you're bored? Congratulations. You're now learning salsa dancing.

Lavinho loves experiences.

He loves making memories.

He loves seeing you laugh.

The relationship never feels stagnant because he's always finding ways to make life exciting.

At the same time, he's surprisingly emotionally intelligent.

When you're struggling, he knows when to be playful and when to simply sit beside you and listen.

And perhaps that's what makes him such a wonderful partner.

Not the jokes.Not the spontaneity.Not even the romance.

It's the fact that, no matter what happens, he genuinely wants to experience life with you.

Not ahead of you.Not behind you.With you.

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OMG YOU ARE OPEN TO WRITE FOR THE WORLD PROES! PLEASE,NOEL NOA.

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He doesn’t fall in love easily but when he does, it’s irreversible.

Noa is not someone who “catches feelings.” He’s spent years training himself to be detached, focused, unshakeable.

So when he starts noticing you?It scares him.

He catches himself:looking for you in a room,remembering things you said days ago,adjusting his schedule to match yours,feeling calmer when you’re near

He hates it at first. He fights it. He tries to ignore it.

But love with him is like gravity,once he falls, he falls completely.

He loves quietly, but intensely.Noa isn’t loud. He isn’t dramatic. He isn’t expressive.

But his love is: steady,grounding,unwavering,protective,deeply,DEEPLY, loyal

He won’t say “I love you” often. But he’ll show it in a thousand small ways:

bringing you water without asking,fixing things around your home,remembering your routines,sitting beside you in silence,giving you his jacket without a word

He’s the kind of man who loves through presence, not performance.

He’s not jealous until someone crosses a line.

Noa trusts you. He trusts himself. He doesn’t get jealous over harmless things.

But if someone flirts with you? His entire aura changes.

He won’t say anything. He won’t make a scene.

He’ll just stand behind you, tall and silent, and the air gets colder.

His stare alone is enough to make the other person back off.

Later, when you’re alone, he’ll murmur: “You’re mine.”

Not possessive. Just honest.

He’s surprisingly gentle with you.

Noa is a machine on the field,sharp, cold, efficient.

But with you? He softens.

His hands become careful. His voice lowers. His eyes warm.

He touches you like you’re something precious,something he’s afraid to break.

He’ll brush your hair behind your ear. He’ll rest his forehead against yours. He’ll hold your hand under the table.

He’s not affectionate with the world. But with you? He’s tender.

He loves when you fall asleep on him.

He pretends he doesn’t care.

But the moment your head rests on his shoulder?

His whole body relaxes.He’ll adjust you gently, pull a blanket over you, and sit perfectly still.

He’ll whisper, “Sleep. I’m here.”

He won’t move until you wake up.

He’s terrible at talking about feelings but he tries.

Noa will sit there, arms crossed, trying to form a sentence like:

“I… care about you.”

It takes him five minutes.

He hates vulnerability. He hates emotional messiness. But he tries, for you.And when he finally speaks, it’s raw and honest.

He memorizes everything about you.

He knows:how you take your coffee,what foods you avoid,what calms you down,what makes you laugh,what time you get tired,what songs you hum when you’re happy

He pays attention to the smallest details.He’ll never brag about it. But he’ll use that knowledge to take care of you without you asking.

He loves quiet intimacy.

His ideal date isn’t flashy.

It’s:cooking together.reading in the same room,late-night walks, sitting on the couch with your head on his chest,silence that feels like home

He doesn’t need excitement. He needs peace and you give him that.

He’s not clingy but he needs you.

He won’t say “I miss you.”

He’ll just show up at your place after a long day, sit beside you, and let out a quiet sigh.

That’s his version of:“I needed you today.”

He’s fiercely loyal.

Noa doesn’t cheat. He doesn’t lie. He doesn’t play games.If he’s with you, he’s with you.End of story.

He loves your voice.

He won’t say it out loud, but your voice calms him.When he’s stressed, he’ll call you and say: “Talk to me.”

He doesn’t care what you talk about. He just wants to hear you.

He’s protective in subtle ways.

He’ll:walk on the side of the road closest to traffic,keep a hand on your back in crowded places,check in on you without making it obvious,make sure you eat when you’re busy,fix things before you even notice they’re broken

He protects you without smothering you.

He loves your independence.He doesn’t want someone who relies on him for everything.

He wants someone who:has their own goals,stands their ground,challenges him,doesn’t get intimidated by him

He respects strength,especially emotional strength.

He’s not romantic but he’s meaningful.

He won’t buy you flowers every week. But he’ll remember the exact date you first met. He’ll keep the first note you ever wrote him. He’ll save your texts. He’ll buy you something you mentioned once, months ago.

He loves with intention.

He sees a future with you ,even if he never says it.

He won’t talk about marriage or kids or long-term plans.

But he’ll: look at apartments with two bedrooms, save money with you in mind, introduce you to the people he trusts, make space for you in his life

He doesn’t say “forever.” He acts like it.

©𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 ©𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐘𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 | 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤

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Blue Lock | World Proes | Marc Snuffy: Lazy Sunday Morning

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Synopsis: Marc Snuffy x Retired! Top model reader. How it to wake up next to the best overall soccerbal player on a Sunday.

The first thing you became aware of was the softness.

Soft sheets.

Soft sunlight.

Soft breathing.

For several long moments, you remained suspended between sleep and wakefulness, reluctant to leave the warmth that surrounded you.

The room was still dim, bathed in the pale gold glow of early morning. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, painting delicate streaks of light across the white sheets tangled around your legs.

A cool breeze drifted through the slightly open window.Somewhere outside, the city was beginning to wake.The distant hum of traffic.The faint chirp of birds.Life continuing beyond the walls of the penthouse.Yet in here, everything felt still.

Quiet.

Safe.

Your eyes slowly opened.The ceiling above you came into focus first.Then the expensive artwork hanging on the far wall.Then the broad chest rising and falling beside you.

Marc

A sleepy smile immediately tugged at your lips.You turned your head slightly.His arm was wrapped securely around your waist, holding you against him even in sleep.

Or what you assumed was sleep.

His blond hair was slightly disheveled from the night, and there was a faint crease pressed into his cheek from the pillow.

It was strange.

The world knew Marc Snuffy as a legend.

A genius.

A man whose every move on the field had been studied and analyzed for years.Yet right now, he looked completely ordinary.

Comfortable.

Human.

The kind of man who stole all the blankets and slept on his stomach half the time.

You couldn't help staring.

Maybe it was the morning light.Maybe it was the peacefulness of the moment.Or maybe you simply liked looking at him.His face relaxed in sleep.The faint lines around his eyes softened.

His shoulders weren't tense.For once, there was no responsibility weighing on him.

No cameras.

No reporters.

No expectations.

Just Marc.

Your Marc.

The thought warmed your chest.As if sensing your gaze, his eyebrows twitched slightly.Then one eye cracked open.You immediately froze.A second later, the other eye opened too. He blinked once.Twice.

Then smiled.The kind of smile reserved only for you.

Entirely genuine.

"Buongiorno, amore." Good morning, my love.

His voice was rough from sleep.

Deep.....Warm.

The sound sent a pleasant shiver through you.

"Morning."

Marc hummed softly.

The arm around your waist tightened.Not enough to trap you.Just enough to pull you a little closer.His face disappeared into the crook of your neck.A dramatic sigh escaped him.

''Troppo presto'' Too early

You laughed quietly.

"Marc."

"No."

"It's nearly ten." You said witch a chuckled, both of you usually already out the bed around this bed. But today was Sunday.

He groaned.

Actually groaned.

As though you had informed him the world was ending.

"Dio mio..." My God... "

''Oh well, I can stick with you''

''But i am retired''You said.

"Exactly,You are retired."He said,closing his eyes again and laying on his stomach,arm slung around you,pulling you closer.

"And?What does that mean sir?" You asked.

"You literally don't have a schedule."He answered.

"Exactly." You said,still not seeing the point.

"A beautiful system."He said.

''Is this your way of saying you are going to retire after you win your fifth world cup?''You asked, not stopping with smiling.

You gently ran your fingers through his hair.The reaction was immediate.His shoulders relaxed.His eyes closed completely.A satisfied sound escaped him.

You raised an eyebrow. "You're spoiled."

"Correct."

"At least you're honest."

"I am Italian." He opened one eye again. "We specialize in honesty and beauty."

You laughed."I don't think that's true."

"It absolutely is." His hand found yours beneath the sheets.Large fingers intertwining effortlessly with yours.For a moment neither of you spoke.The silence settled comfortably between you.

Not awkward.

Not empty.

Just peaceful.

The sort of silence built over years of understanding one another.Marc turned his head slightly to look at you.Really look at you.Morning light danced across your features.

Your hair was messy.Your makeup long gone.The polished perfection the fashion industry had spent years selling to magazines nowhere to be found.

Once the very top model of the world,in his bed...with morning head and her top half sliding off her shoulder.

Yet his expression softened.As though he'd just witnessed something extraordinary.

"Sei bellissima." You're beautiful.

The words came quietly.

Without hesitation.

Without embarrassment.

Simple.

Honest.

You felt heat creep into your cheeks. "Flatterer."

"No." His thumb brushed over your knuckles. "I mean it."

There was something about the way Marc said things. No theatrics.No exaggeration. Just certainty. Which somehow made it far more dangerous.Your heart betrayed you immediately.The smile on his face widened."Ah."

You narrowed your eyes. "What?"

"I still got it."

"You're impossible."

"My Charm~."

He tapped his chest proudly. "Still undefeated."

You shoved his shoulder.Marc laughed.The sound filled the room.Rich and warm and completely contagious.Then, suddenly...His stomach growled.

Loudly.

The silence that followed lasted exactly one second.Before you burst into laughter.Marc stared at the ceiling.His dignity visibly leaving his body.

"Dimentica quello che è successo." Forget that happened.

"It sounded aggressive."

"Traditore." Traitor

"You've been betrayed by your own stomach."

"Questo è un giorno buio per l'Italia." This is a dark day for Italy.

You laughed harder.Marc finally rolled onto his side, pulling you with him until your forehead rested against his chest.His heartbeat was steady beneath your ear.

Comforting.

Familiar.

Outside, the city continued moving.

Meetings.

Schedules.

Responsibilities.

But none of it felt important.

Not right now.

Not when sunlight spilled across white sheets.Not when Marc's arms wrapped around you. Not when he pressed a lazy kiss into your hair and sighed contentedly.

"La colazione può aspettare."Breakfast can wait

You smiled."Oh?"

His eyes closed again.A smug grin appearing.

"Ancora cinque minuti." Five more minutes

Knowing Marc Snuffy,when he is in this mode five more minutes would become thirty. And honestly? Neither of you minded.

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Blue Lock | World Proes: When he Bagged a Baddie

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Noel Noa (31)

Noa is probably the most casual.

You spend three hours doing your hair.

You walk out.

Noa looks up from whatever he's doing.

"Beautiful."

And then goes back to what he was doing.

Like he didn't just casually destroy your entire day.

"That's it?"

"Hm?"

"I spent three hours."

"You always look beautiful."

To him, your beauty is so normal that he genuinely forgets it isn't normal to everyone else.

He's also the type to quietly learn your hair care routine.

Not because he's planning on doing it.

But because he wants to understand things important to you.

Chris Prince (28)

Chris is your personal hype man.

New hairstyle?

Everybody is hearing about it.

"LOOK AT HER."

"Chris-"

"LOOK AT THE HAIR."

The curls? Amazing.

The braids? Undefeated

The twists? Magnificiant

The afro? Spectacular

This man acts like every hairstyle reveal is a red carpet event.

His camera roll is mostly football.

And you.

And your hair.

Julian Loki (17)

Loki understands certain experiences in a way others don't.

Not exactly the same.

But enough.

Enough to understand what it's like being visibly different.

Enough to understand family culture.

Enough to understand why certain comments can feel exhausting.

Sometimes you don't even need to explain.

And honestly?

That's comforting.

When you're frustrated, Loki tends to listen first instead of immediately trying to solve things.

Marc Snuffy (37)

One day Snuffy is looking at old photos.

Photos from ten years ago.

Then he looks at you.

Then the photos.

Then you again.

"..."

"What?"

"You haven't changed."

"What?"

"You actually haven't changed."

Now he's comparing photos.

Completely fascinated.

Meanwhile you're laughing because this man looks genuinely betrayed by the passage of time.

"You looked twenty-five then."

"Marc."

"You still look twenty-five."

Now he's demanding skincare recommendations.

Leonardo Luna (27)

Luna loves beautiful things.

And he makes absolutely no secret of the fact that he finds you stunning.

You're grocery shopping.

He looks over.

Beautiful.

You're eating cereal.

Beautiful.

You're wearing pajamas and a bonnet.

Still beautiful.

The compliments never stop.

At some point you've learned to ignore half of them.

Which only encourages him more.

Adam Blake (26)

Adam is the most chaotic.

A menace.

A professional flirt.

Except now all his flirting is directed at you.

You walk into a room.

Adam immediately acts like he's never seen a woman before.

"Good Lord."

"Adam."

"No seriously."

"Adam."

"How am I supposed to function?"

He's dramatic.

Constantly.

And unfortunately? It's funny.

Pablo Cavasoz (23)

Pablo is adorable.

The type who notices everything.

New lip gloss?

Noticed.

Different earrings?

Noticed.

Different hairstyle?

Noticed.

New nails?

Immediately noticed.

You could change one tiny thing.

And somehow Pablo picks up on it every time.

Dada Silva (28)

Dada is LOUD.

Very loud.

The compliments are never inside thoughts.

Ever.

"LOOK AT MY GIRL."

"DADA."

"LOOK AT HER."

The entire room is now looking.

He doesn't care.

He genuinely thinks you're the prettiest woman in existence.

And everybody else is going to hear about it.

Lavinho (29)

Lavinho is pure joy.

Music starts playing.

Immediately dancing.

You're dancing.

He's dancing.

Everybody is dancing.

One of his favorite things is learning dances from you.

Sharing dances with you.

Creating memories through music.

The two of you can turn a kitchen into a dance floor in under thirty seconds.

Ego Jinpachi (31)

The culture differences are interesting.

Because Ego is smart.

Very smart.

But there are still things he simply doesn't know.

So he asks.

A lot.

Questions about food.

Questions about traditions.

Questions about family.

Questions about hair care.

Not because he's being nosy.

Because he genuinely wants to understand your world.

And despite his reputation?

He's a surprisingly attentive listener when the topic matters to you.

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©𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐘𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 | 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤