If the blue lock boys had pets, wich one would they have? 🙆♂️🙆♂️🙆♂️🙆♂️
mhmmmmm interesting question, darling.
suddenly i feel like most of them would have a doggy. bachira would have a golden retriever, cause that's literally him. we know mihya would have a doggy, but recently i saw a fanart of him with a kitty, so that's a possibility too. yoichi mhmm maybe a puppy/kitty/bunny (cuz that's all me thinks). something tells me the itoshi bros would have a pet fish that they often forget to take care of 🤧 chigiri's cat parent. and aiku's favourite animals are chicks if im not wrong 🤔
that's all i can think of. what about ya? whatcha think? :3
"writes a diss track for a four year old.." No, but lowkey, this is such a funny idea, though😭😭😭 I know Rindou wouldn't insult his own daughter (if he had one) but it's lowkey funny imagining it, him sulking while creating some beats and his lyrics remains light hearted since its all fun and games with his daughter.
yes!! and he's such a green flag. but i do imagine him being insecure and question himself time to time. he's a good papa! and he'll do his best to prove it💯💯💯
Hi!! I absolutely love your work! 🫶 Would you be open to writing an angst-with-a-happy-ending story for any of the Blue Lock boys? I’ll leave the plot completely up to you—I just love your writing style so much! Keep up the amazing work! 💪✨
hi darling! i don't really have inspo for writing new fics, so i'll just list my angst with happy ending fics here. thank you for reading and loving my work <3
✦ MICHAEL KAISER
the boy who fell first and harder
i thought i'd be over you by now
we can't run into the garden of roses
✦ ISAGI YOICHI
first goal
✦ ITOSHI SAE
cruel things i said to the pretty girl
constellations through the treehouse
how broken swings bring us back together
i may or may not have missed to add some. you can also check out the full m.list :D
ps, im still learning how to write this genre. i hope i didn't disappoint 😓
⟡ ── i wish i had a different papa | TOKYO REVENGERS
papa!au + bonten executives + hanma
✦ SANZU HARUCHIYO
the room goes dead silent after she utters those deadly words.
"what did you just say...?" haru asks, his voice stern.
and himari repeats.
"you wish he was your papa?"
"mhm!" himari nods, tears already falling down her chubby cheeks as she sniffles.
a prominent 💢 appears on haru's forehead. as much as he wanted to take her in his arms and wipe away her tears, he knew she needed to be scolded in a way.
you had to intervene cause haru already started packing all of himari's belonging. her plushies, crayons, princess dresses, in her pink barbie backpack, "you want him to be your papa? here. go live with him."
✦ HAITANI RAN
everything froze. ran blinked. once. twice. when yua cried: "i wish uncle rin was my papa!" he couldn't believe his ears,
"you want who—"
"uncle rin! i wish he was my papa! not you!" everything froze again when she cut him off like that. and it was time you try to settle them down.
"ran—"
"no no no. it's ok," he said, grabbing his phone, "i'll just call uncle rin now. i'll tell him to bring adoption papers."
"nooooooooo papa!!" yua cried as she rushed and hugged her papa, wrapping her arms around his shoulders but he didn't hug her back, smirking to himself but his tone stayed stern, "nah, go to rindou. you're his daughter now."
✦ HAITANI RINDOU
writes a diss track for a four year old........im joking.
when rina mumbled saying she wished uncle ran was her papa...it was like a knife into rindou's heart, twisting slowly.
you saw the hurt in rindou's eyes, "rin—"
"im fine," he sighs, running his hand over his face. he plops down on the couch, looking at rina. he lets out another sigh. the saddest sigh known to mankind. rina just hugged the plushie tighter.
"go on," he says.
"...mhm?"
"go to uncle ran. i wont stop you."
you wanted to step in but he beat you to it, his insecurity showing. through his words. the plushie rina was holding was long forgotten as she rushes to her papa, crying.
unlike ran, rindou hugs his daughter back, "don't say stuff like that."
✦ KOKONOI HAJIME
as those words left miyu's lips, she slapped her palm over her mouth, her eyes widen as she regrets saying that already, hiding her face into your shoulder.
and then, he makes her feel guilty by saying stuff like how much he did for her. buy her everything her little finger pointed at and played tea party with her, how he wore that ugly(yes UGLY) tiara cause she wanted him to look prettier, how he helped her with math homework and how much she troubled him, starting with the glitter in his hair to—
"papaaaaa" she cried, cutting him off as she rushes out of your hold, hugging her papa. he smirks scooping her into his arms, kissing her temple, warning her to never say things like that again.
✦ KAKUCHO
it was all serious. no joke. hana was a good kid who could say no wrong, do no wrong. but when she said that she wished someone else was her papa, kakucho countered by saying—"you're not my daughter anymore." ...yeah. he went overboard.
hana cried and cried in your embrace. kakucho cursed himself so many times in his head. she refused to talk to him even after he attempts to soothe her.
but that night, she stands by the bedroom door, saying that she didn't mean it. and that her papa is the best papa.
he opened his arms and she rushed towards him, "im sorry," he apologizes, "you'll always be my daughter."
✦ HANMA SHUJI
his eye twitched, "say that again—," oh boy, that sounded real dangerous already but he kept the monotone, "—and im officially done being your papa."
and rui being the menace she is, repeats, sticking her tongue out at him mockingly.
rui yelps as he picks her up suddenly without warning, grabbing his keys.
"shuji— where are you—?"
"dropping her off at her new papa's place."
"what!!? no!!" rui tries to struggle out of his grip(failing horribly), as her tiny hands try to reach out for you, "mamaaaa! help!" you simply cross your arms, giving him a 'really shuji?' look.
he lets her try to wiggle out of his hold and only halts before walking out the door when she apologizes, "papa! 'm sorry!" she even kisses his cheek! T_T
and he smirks, making her promise that she wont complain like that again and made her say that her papa is the coolest.
"that's right. you're stuck with me forever, gremlin."
fuyu botan. winter peonies. little sae never let himself get close to you. but you were loud enough for him to hear how much you loved those flowers.
it was always the close ones you let yourself be around, showing them a book where these types of flowers were noted.
sae had got you those blooms one winter day. hoping that the two of you were alone. sadly, that wasnt the case.
you held the flowers he had gotten you. but when other little friends of yours came around yelling— y/n's got flowers!!' 'did itoshi sae got her those?' 'sae had gotten soft! i thought he only cared about soccer!'
that's when sae did something so stupid. he snatched the flowers from your hand and threw them to the ground before turning around and leaving. he didn't look back. your other friends are probably there with you, comforting you. while sae drifts himself away.
sae is twenty five now. winter's about to start. and he pauses at a flower shop, remembering that cold day. without thinking, he reaches for the bouquet of winter peonies. his hand freezing when he feels someone else reaching for them too.
you. older, prettier. still obsessed with fuyu botan. he doesn't pull his hand back. you don't pull back either. instead, you greet him.
and even in winter, his cold heart warms up. cause you smiled at him.
✦ ITOSHI RIN
rin never really mind loneliness after his brother went abroad. while sae was away, rin got a chance to observe things other than soccer.
little sweet you.
kindness didn't seem like a chore for you as much as it did with him.
a rainy day, you told your friends to go along, assuring them that you'll be fine, "it's alright. the rain seems to dim down. go without me," you say with a smile. your friends tell you to be careful as they go their way.
rin calls you out for your lie. both knew that the rain wasn't slowing down. and thankfully not fasting up too, as rin and you walk to your place together.
every rainy day, every sunny day, every windy day, every snowy day or the days where umbrella was never required, rin still found your hand on the way together.
time gets so cruel. so so cruel. but rin finds his heart allowing him to be kind without accepting anything in return. even when it's at distance, he walks you home at night after your shift. not holding hands anymore. not in your orbit. but still close enough to make sure you reach safe.
✦ ISAGI YOICHI
yoichi remembers your cravings. soft or crunchy. sweet or spicy. hot or cold. the drinks you'd buy at night that you once said were nothing special while shrugging, but you're wrong.
cause for yoichi, it is special cause it's you. and he remembers. it was special and yoichi hoped he was too.
till he realised...he wasnt the only one who remembers.
your friends would be around you, giving you gifts and snacks and drinks. the ones you liked.
how would yoichi be special? cause yes, he did remember. but only others had the courage to be near you, while you'd laugh and smile and say "how do you guys know me so well?"
isagi yoichi knows you too, y/n. by heart. but others have learnt you too.
youre ready to leave the empty classroom one day, when you see yoichi there too. he was holding a can of your favourite drink.
"you like that drink too?" you ask, not knowing that he got it for you.
and still, yoichi hesitates, "...yes," he lies.
✦ MICHAEL KAISER
the worst part his little heart knew that you looked like the girl who's parents warned about boys like him. the most cruel yet honest thing he knew.
he'd watch you play with your friends. you looked happy. you looked kind, helping your friend up who had fallen down. and yet, michael looks at himself. bruises and fading scars and an old hoodie. he thinks he's too ugly to be there with you and your group of people you love.
stupidly and pathetically, he still hoped that one day, you'd talk to him and he's in the circle of people you love. until that one day, you looked at him in fear and...something he didn't knew yet. you saw him getting into the car, hands cuffed behind his back. he saw you too, all the hope he had...it got crushed.
twenty five year old michael had managed to become a person the world knew and admired and envied as well as despised or feared. cause that's just how he is.
she's still here.
his heart started beating fast. he looked at you. you're now older and beautiful. when you looked at him in surprise, he felt ugly again. but when you smiled at him, when he felt the warmed, he realised that maybe he wasn't the pluto after all.
⟡ ── holding their babygirl for the first time | TOKYO REVENGERS
papa!au + bonten executives + hanma
✦ SANZU HARUCHIYO
can you believe sanzu haruchiyo zoomed to the hospital right after a bloody business?? cause he did.
as he entered the room, everyone's eyes fell on him. they were lowkey terrified. his eyes then fell on you. you smiled at him, and he exhaled in relief. he saw his babygirl wrapped in the pink cloth in the nurse's arms.
"give her to me," he demanded. the nurse hesitated, "i said give her to me."
the nurse looked at you and you simply nod with a small smile. his heart melted instantly when he held her, making sure no blood or dirt touches her.
"get out. all of you," he orders and the nurses and doc walks out. he looks at you. not coldly. you see how soft his eyes go. then he looks back at her, "mine."
✦ HAITANI RAN
so possessive my god. the moment he got her into his arms, he didn't let go. when the nurse was about to take his her away from him, he was like: "yeah no i got her."
this man refused to let his babygirl go to anyone except him. then you had to nag at him, saying that you were the one who carried your little one for nine months.
he rolls his eyes, still not giving her to anyone. when the nurse tried again, he refused. you again nagged at him saying that the nurses were just doing their job.
"i can do it better," he argued. this man's insufferable. when he finally gave her to you, he sat beside the whole time, kissing both you and his babygirl.
✦ HAITANI RINDOU
he was nervous, wiping his sweaty palms on his pants. he immediately got up when he heard the cry. when he was allowed in, he sees you, holding his babygirl.
he sits beside you, asking if he can hold her. so carefully, he cradles her and the first word he said to her? "yo."
that makes you let out a soft chuckle. and he grins. but then it disappears when she stirs, a little cry escaping. the nurse reached to take her but he turns the other way, saying he got this.
he gently rocked her, kissing her forehead. once. twice. till she stopped crying.
you reach to cup your husband's cheek. he leans into your touch. "thank you y/n..." he looks at you, turning to place a soft kiss on your palm which you cradled, "i love you. both of you."
✦ KOKONOI HAJIME
he felt 143.5 emotions at once. but that didn't matter.
not when they allowed him in where he sees you looking back at him, holding his baby.
he sits down beside you, his eyes never leaving her, "so little..." he whispers, gently brushing his knuckles over her cheek, "cmere," he reaches to take her into his arms.
he was so careful with her as he held her closer. he looks at you, his eyes full of love love and love, "im gonna spoil her just as much as i spoil you," he promises as he looks down at her, "all the dresses, toys, whatever you want."
✦ KAKUCHO
he was lying to himself. telling himself that he's not nervous while pacing outside.
and when the nurses come out with a smile, all his nervousness gets thrown out the window.
he enters, almost freezing at the sight infront of him. he slowly walks to you. to her.
he kisses your cheek(after all, you are his baby too), he praises you, his voice a whisper. "can i...?" he said, already reaching for her. you carefully place her in his arms. he kisses her forehead, saying how happy he is and how much he waited for her.
he doesn't let her go, declaring himself as her safespace.
✦ HANMA SHUJI
he was waiting outside, loosing his tie and undoing two buttons as he runs his hand through his hair. he drove the car so fast, breaking laws as always.
and then, he hears a cry. he himself doesn't realize how fast he got up when the nurse allowed him in.
he looked at you. you looked exhausted but still beautiful, "shuji..." you call for him, he holds your hand, kissing your knuckles. beside you was the nurse that held his little menace who suddenly started to cry.
he took her into his arms and surprisingly, she stopped crying, "see? daddy's girl already," he smirks, "look at you. little burrito," he teases the poor baby, making you chuckle.
I just love your works so so so much, especially for Tokyo Revengers. Like, words cannot describe how much I enjoy your works so much, please continue what you're doing, (but, also please take rest and breaks if needed). Overall, I can't wait to see more and I'll be here reading and supporting🫶🏻
darling you made my day🥹 im so glad you enjoy my works! thank you so much for your comment, i will continue making you happy with my silly little writings. and yes, i'll take care of myself well 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼 thank you once again for the support! you too, stay healthy, drink enough water, eat healthy, sneak in snackies time to time!
ft. itoshi sae , itoshi rin , isagi yoichi , michael kaiser , shidou ryusei , oliver aiku + special entry
the cafe bell jingles as oliver aiku walks in with his little reva. seeing the little cutie, the papas didn't question why oliver was late as they simply wave at her. she waves back shyly, half hiding behind her papa's legs.
"reva-chan, how are you?" shidou ryusei was the first to ask.
"im good, uncle ryu," reva replies, confident this time.
ryusei smiles, calling his little gremlins, "minami, mika!" his gremlins rush over, "take reva to play along," he says. minami and mika hold reva's hand as they guide her to the play area.
oliver sits down beside ryusei, his eyes not leaving reva. the papas notice.
"aiku," yoichi calls, "everything alright?"
"yeah, everything's fine," oliver turns his attention back to the guys, "hospital check ups," the table goes silent for a few seconds before oliver speaks again, "she's alright."
ryusei pats oliver's back, "hang in there, captain."
oliver follows, with a small smile of his own. he then looks back at the guys, "so," he clears his throat, "homework."
every papa groans at that.
"atleast anne got extra points for decorating the margins," ofcourse, michael's kid was gonna draw blue roses that takes half an hour, while the homework itself takes like ten minutes.
"in my personal opinion," ryusei continues, "homework should be banned."
"your personal opinion is garbage," rin nonchalantly says while sipping and giving ryusei a stern look, which makes ryusei raise his eyebrow.
"guys, let's not. we're talking about our kids here," yoichi interrupts, "i don't have to worry about yuki...just kaito and math problems. he cried when he had to prove that triangle is a triangle. so yeah, homework should be banned."
"told ya," ryusei smirks, "what about you, sae chan? rinrin?"
"tutor," sae says simply.
"sakura," rin gives a one word answers that tells everything. it was easy for rin as sakura would tutor her brothers. even when souta's being a menace, or shouma bring oversmart.
"my girls study too but," ryusei frowns, "they like boybands more. can't believe im their eighth favourite."
"anne too."
"natsuki too."
"reva too."
"sakura too."
everyone looks at yoichi. yoichi sighs, answering, "yuki too."
"oh. ive a solid idea," ryusei exclaims, "we form a boyband of our own."
"no," the itoshi brothers say in unison.
"im the visual," ryusei says confidentally, completely ignoring the itoshi brothers.
"the mirror breaks the moment you appear infront of it," rin's comment makes ryusei almost jump across the table and teach rin a lesson. thankfully, oliver is there to stop him.
"peasants," michael clicks his tongue, smirking, "clearly im the visual."
"visual hole, you mean?" yoichi grins.
before michael could counter, aiku interrupts, "guys, this is hypothetical. no need to fight," he continues, "besides, we're only six."
the cafe bell jingles and the papas all together look.
barou shoei walks in with his babygirl, nozomi, in his arms.
"...why are you donkeys staring?" barou glares, and nozomi just waves happily. every papa, including sae and rin wave back at her. nozomi's just too precious.
"guys," ryusei smirks. and every papa knew, "we have our seventh member."
while nozomi rushes to play with the kiddos, barou reluctantly sits by the table of papas. him, along with the itoshi brothers stay quiet while the other papas started discussing the roles.
and then itoshi sae, very slowly, politely, gently, in a loving way, brings out the hammer to bonk the author hard on her head.
feeling of unfamiliarity with a familiar situation ; boyfriend crushing on his own girlfriend
✦ ITOSHI SAE
it wasn't unusual that you'd fall asleep randomly. studying, work, reading. today, you fall asleep watching tv with sae on the couch.
he turns the tv off, gently carrying you to the bedroom, mumbling something about you already falling asleep anywhere but the bed.
you hum sleepily as he carefully places you on the bed, covering you with the blanket. he tucks a strand of hair away from your face. and then he just...looks.
he has tucked you in many times like this. but everytime he does it, it's always the little things he notices. so damn familiar but always managing to melt sae's cold heart.
"what's wrong with me..." sae mutters to himself, tracing your features with gentle fingers. he sees you scrunch your nose. and he swears he has never seen anything more precious. you are precious.
✦ ITOSHI RIN
you've been together for a long time now. it shouldve been easy for him to hold your hand.
however everytime, he's wiping his sweaty palms on the side of his pants, making excuses like he's just fixing the phone in his pocket.
and yet...his palms stay sweaty.
still, you pretend you don't notice so that he doesn't get embarrassed.
many times, you had to initiate in a very mundane way. like now, the pedestrian light turns green, you take his hand as the two of you cross the road.
the moment was quick, and lasted less than like thirty seconds. you leave his hand, walking ahead. but then you stop, turning to face him. he exhales, extending his hand for you to hold. everytime, it's the same thing he requests without saying anything. and each time, it feels like the first 'can we hold hands?'.
✦ ISAGI YOICHI
"your tie is crooked," you say, and before he could reply, you're standing infront of him, fixing the fabric of his tie.
you smoothen the fabric, then gently tighten it again, properly this time.
yoichi has seen you closer, he has kissed you, made love to you. still, moments like these give him butterflies.
"there," you smile, reaching to push back his hair, "handsome."
youve done this all the time. before interviews or family dinners or functions. fixing his tie, hair and calling him handsome.
he grabs your wrist before you could step back, and places a lingering peck on your lips, "thank you," not for fixing his tie. but for making him nervous in the best way possible.
✦ MICHAEL KAISER
times like these, michael forgets how to kiss. he has kissed you multiple times. morning kisses, bye bye kisses. kisses all over his face, him doing the same to you.
don't even get started on how beautiful you look and glow after he kisses your lips. the way you smile at him, he feels euphoria inside.
he tilts your chin up with two fingers, kisses you once, then stares at you with heart eyes.
"angel..."
"yes?"
"...nothing. you're too fucking beautiful," which you are. but also that you make him forget that you're not his crush anymore. you're his. and he's yours.
he forgets that he can kiss you anytime and anywhere. so he kisses you like he's running out of time.
"every time i do this," he says gently against your lips, "it feels too fucking short," he kisses you again, "every kiss feels short," every kiss makes him want more.
you gently pull back, just to look at his face, "haven't you had enough?" you whisper, but honestly, you don't wanna stop too.
"never enough," he says as his mouth collides with yours again. just like the first time when he kissed you after holding back for so long.
inspired by the book "hope this doesn't find you" by ann liang 💌
from : y/n @ gmail . com
to : itoshisae @ gmail . com
subject : listen here you stupid bangs boy
i genuinely can't understand how a very gracefully quiet person like you could be so annoying. like youre literally doing nothing and it's annoying. not to mention how you judge. i caught you giving those meanest side eyes that im afraid you give those judgy side eyes to me too, like do you know something i don't know about myself??? boy don't get me started on your voice! it's so calm and soothing yet the things you say are pure trash😍 please for the love of god, say something nice for once. but if it's trash again, then keep your mouth SHUT.
"are you going to explain?" sae crosses his arms. there was no where you could run to, "y/n," he calls again, "explain."
"...no."
"tsk. i do nothing and im annoying? you run your mouth all the time and i don't interrupt," he glares, "and im only judging that email. not you."
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from : y/n @ gmail . com
to : itoshirin @ gmail . com
subject : to the most insufferable boy ive ever met
rin, my dear, do you get paid for this behaviour? how hard it is to give a compliment or at least talk about the weather but no! insults after insults. see why you don't have any friends??? except me ofcourse, that too if you consider me as your friend but boy your hair! random ik but god, i wanna feel it! i wanna run my fingers through the deep green locks of yours and maybe even pull on them if i get cuteness aggression ehe. you frustrate me rin. one moment im mad at you for your attitude, and the next moment i just want to coddle you. i know you're misunderstood. unlike your brother. your brother isn't misunderstood at all, he's just a b word. but guess what? that is why i just wanna hold your pretty face and tell you that you're the best im gonna cry. bye.
"um..."
"you want to pull my hair, are you a damn psycho huh???"
"rin—"
"stop bringing my brother into this," rin huffs.
there's silence till you slightly flinch when rin leans down, placing his head on your shoulder, "touch."
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from : y/n @ gmail . com
to : isagiyoichi @ gmail . com
subject : why are you like this
my dear yochan, hope you're having the most tragic day because im so angry typing this. you're nice. always nice. then suddenly you're the meanest person when you're on the field. like what happened to the cutie patootie isagi yoichi??? do you have a switch perhaps that you turn on and off depending on where you are?? im taking in a deep breath rn. i exhaled. my point is that why aren't you rude to me??? i also wanna experience the rude isagi yoichi. no it's not a fetish. besides, you don't get to talk about it when you're literally attracted to thighs, as you mentioned shamelessly in that interview. but like ive thighs too, just saying 🙄
"y/n."
what you feared was finally here. you slowly turn around to face him, "ah...yochan—"
"the thigh fetish thing...is it really that popular?"
"um...yeah. international level."
"...god motherfucking dammit."
your eyes widen. yoichi cursing might just be the hottest thing ever.
"yochan..." you call sheepishly, "can you...kind of...y'know...be rude to me?"
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from : y/n @ gmail . com
to : michaelkaiser @ gmail . com
subject : read properly, you narcissistic clown
hey☺️
do you just wake up and are like "yes. im going to be the most annoying person ever while being the prettiest as i step out" ??? if you do then congratulations pretty boy, you are succeeding! y'know people specially need a trigger warning before you appear on screen. one because you're gonna be annoying, and two because HOW ARE YOU SO PRETTY????? unfair unfair unfair unfair. and don't even get me started on your tattoos. my fingers itch to trace them, like the blue rose to the back of your hand where the crown tattoo is. pretty boy, why are you so pretty i just wanna akshsbisossnsbshsjs. ok im gonna end this mail here cause it's starting to get embarrassing but i ain't sending so it doesn't matter haha bye.
"you called me pretty exactly four times and you think i'll stay humble? fuck no, im gonna be the most narcissistic man alive."
you don't speak as you walk your way. he just chuckles, following behind, endlessly teasing you for being so observant about a him, aka the guy you find most annoying and insufferable.
"here's the deal. i'll let you touch my tattoos. trace them, or maybe...kiss them—"
"no."
"no? you just wrote—"
"im a changed woman now. shut up."
"tsk tsk. i know the offer is tempting to you. c'mon, let my tattooed arm be your fidget thing yeah?"
haru lets himari put every clip she owned onto his hair. it hurt like hell but he's been through worse so he lets her. but then, when she looks at him, turning his face side to side with her little hands, she inspects how it looks. she lets out a sigh as if she's the one paying rent.
"what's with that?" haru asks.
"papa you look like a clown...i wanted you to look like princess..."
you laugh. but immediately look away when he glares at you.
"you're dead to me."
later you teach her how to braid. she took her sweet time learning with all pulling on his hair and clips.
"papa you look like barbie now!" he groaned but there's no arrogance. if it meant himari is happy, he's ready to become a barbie doll.
✦ HAITANI RAN
yua had put a towel around her papa like how they do it in salons. she bought a bowl of water, dipped her fingers in and run them through ran's hair, "sit still sir. or else the hair style will be ruined!" she went on full to salon day mode.
not only that she bought hair equipments, but she also sneakily took your makeup and other products.
"apologies ma'am," he says, smiling teasingly.
"...what is going on in here."
both of them looked at you sheepishly, reasoning that ran needed a makeover. just when you were about to scold yua for stealing your makeup, she interrupts, saying that her papa is now the most handsome guy in bonten now, "he's even handsomer than uncle rin!"
✦ HAITANI RINDOU
rina didn't say anything. she just walked up to her papa, poking him to get his attention and holding up a hairbrush.
"...me?" rindou asks and rina nods.
rina sat behind rindou on the sofa while he sat on the floor, his backside facing her. she starts off with carefully brushing her hair, then parting it. it was something her uncle taught her. she follows, her tongue sticking out in concentration as she braids her papa's hair.
"done," she says as she completes. the only thing left was to tie the braids to secure them, "papa...no hair tie?" she didn't seem to find one so rindou called for you.
you pause when you see your pretty husband. but he says "not a word" before you could tease him.
✦ KOKONOI HAJIME
oh miyu was on her way to make her papa look more expensive than he already is. and that was by doing his hair which somehow ended up in two uneven ponytails. and even after, she declares that he doesn't look rich enough.
so she did something without thinking twice. well, she didn't even think once before pouring glitter powder in his hair.
"sparkle sparkle!"
"...miyu...what did you do?" he runs his fingers through his hair, seeing the glitter on them.
"oh my...what happened?" your eyes widen as you see your husband.
"mama! papa is a rockstar now!"
conclusion: the glitter didn't got off even after you helped him wash his hair and he ended up going to an actual expensive salon. good job miyu.
✦ KAKUCHO
"papa you sit," hana orders as she stands on the stool behind her papa. she had watched one hair spa video and now she suddenly thinks she can do better.
so obviously the test subject would be her papa. and he was honoured to be her first customer. hana had the concentration of a neurosurgeon. but all she did was pull on his hair and yet she would scold him for not sitting still.
you walked in just in time to see the chaos. you chuckle, calling him pretty, which was more of a compliment to hana than him.
the end product: ten clips on your husband's hair along with one single hairtie tied in the middle. yeah. pretty.
✦ HANMA SHUJI
they dont know how it happened. it was pretty normal in the hanma household. but slime in your husband's hair??
"...shuji...?"
he simply points towards rui with his thumb. "the artist," he blames.
"there was no glitter..." rui pouts as she reasons, "i only had sparkle slime..."
"valid," he remarks to which you slap him on his arm and that dude just laughs. you reach for the slime in his hair. trying to gently take it off out, "it's not coming off."
"so papa's gonna have galaxy hair forever!?" rui beams.
"yep. galaxy hair. a lifestyle now—" he gets cut off by another slap on his arm from you, "all right all right. babe, google how to get this off."
sae waited outside while you were in the changing room, dolling up natsuki. he stopped tapping his foot when you finally walked out, "you ready to see our natsu, sae?" and sae only hums as a yes. you smile and undo the curtain.
with long black hair inherited from you, green eyes from him and the very gorgeous lilac saree, his little girl looked, "...nice," sae simply says, "...and pretty." natsu smiles at her papa's compliment. sae's eyes soften as he looked at her twirl.
she looked older and a lot like you. sae remembered the time when natsu was little, twirling while having a towel wrapped around her as an alternative for saree. and now, the has a real one on."can we buy this, papa?" sae didn't hesitate to say yes. along with all the jewelry that suits.
✦ ITOSHI RIN
rin had enough when souta and shouma were creating nuisance, "stop it," he warned and yet they didn't listen. till he pinched their ear, "hurts? good." he only let go when you guide sakura out. the bubbly girl sakura was is shy now. "is...is this too much...?" she asks timidly. before rin could answer, the twins already ran to their sister.
"woah..." shouma gently runs his hand on the fabric.
"nee-san's like a princess!" souta says, also gently pulling on the saree.
"stop it. dont ruin it for her," rin warns again. sakura looked at her papa hopefully.
"it's nice. pink looks good on you. goes with your hair." rin had never seen a gentle pink + dark green go so well with each other. but he has now.
A / N : cause imagine natsu and sakura matching matching with lilac and pink sarees 🥹
✦ ISAGI YOICHI
yoichi had kaito on his lap as the two of them waited. their attention turned when they hear your voice, "c'mon yuki," yuki held your hand when the two of you walked out, with yuki wearing a kurti, "how do i look? d-does it look plain?" yuki asked, smoothing out the fabric.
kaito only let's out a "wah..."
"...it's beautiful, yuki," yoichi says, adoring how his princess looks, "dark blue suits. just like your eyes."
yuki's smile is soft, "really, papa?"
"yeah. it's your colour now."
yuki faces the mirror, twirling and looking at herself, no more timidness cause her papa already loves it just as much as her mama and little brother.
"she's growing, isn't she?" you whisper to yoichi.
"mhm. too fast."
✦ MICHAEL KAISER
michael waits outside a little impatiently. anne walked out first, with her olive green kurti paired with bell bottom jeans, the perfect combo of modern-desi.
"princess, youre even more adorable."
but that's not all, "ma! come out!" anne calls, holding your hand as she drags you out. the clothes you wore? a royal blue kurti and bell bottom jeans, like mother like daughter.
michael smirks, raising his eyebrow, "well hello," he teases, "reminds me of back in the days, you'd wear this more often," he exhales dreamily, "drove me insane all the time."
"...papa you're old."
"what did you just say, gremlin?"
"you said 'back in the days' that's old people saying."
michael only ruffles her hair, looking at both of you, "both pretty. the prettiest."
⟡ ── don't read into it, it's uncomfortable outside | BLUE LOCK
you tell your situationship you don't wanna do it tonight, and ask him to sleep on the couch.
✦ ITOSHI SAE
you can see the annoyance on his face, but he just nods once, not arguing, "fine," that's all he says as you hand him a blanket and a pillow.
and then ten minutes later, you hear the door creak open. you looked to see him, he immediately looked away, rubbing the back of his neck, "tsk this is stupid," he mumbles enough loud for you to hear.
you simply scoot over, patting the space beside you.
"don't regret this later," he says, settling beside you under the duvet, "you called me."
"i didn't call you, sae."
"...youre allowing me to sleep beside you."
"but—"
"quiet. go to sleep," he interrupts, turning his back on you. he doesn't get to see your smile but he guesses it as you tell him goodnight.
✦ ITOSHI RIN
"why?"
"i just told you, rin. i don't feel like it," you reason. yes, it was frustrating to him, but he's a gentleman.
you give him one last look before turning off the lights and going to your bedroom.
and then, not even ten minutes pass, he's in your room.
"rin—?" you don't even get to finish your sentence as he tucks himself under the blanket beside you.
"not doing anything. that couch is so damn uncomfortable, buy a new one."
slowly, the careful gap between you two disappeared in deep sleep, his arm around your waist, your back pressed against his chest.
✦ ISAGI YOICHI
this boy was so annoying. your phone buzzed again and again and again as he kept sending you memes he found. and he didn't mean it in an irritating way. he couldn't sleep on the couch while you laid on your bed. a part of you feels bad, yes. but you're not in the mood to do anything.
you check your phone to see another message from him.
a pic of two bunnies kissing.
yochan:
us?
he captioned.
y/n:
yochan
come to bed
you wait.
yoichi opens the door, "are you sure?"
you nod as he walks towards the bed, sitting beside, "i didn't mean to annoy you, i—"
"yochan," you interrupt, "sleep."
✦ MICHAEL KAISER
it hurts your heart so bad. you bury your face in the pillow, hoping your sobs are quiet. you call yourself stupid in your head. stupid stupid stupid.
a strong arm wraps around your waist from behind, pulling you close.
"michael—"
"that fuckass couch fucking hurt my back," he says, pulling you closer till your back presses against his chest, "what's crying gonna do?"
"...shut up."
"look at me. wanna see that pretty crybaby face."
you feel your tears spill again, "you find this pleasing, don't you? seeing people miserable. it's your fetish."
"you're not people, angel."
"don't call me that...!" you try to scoot away from his hold but before you knew it, he flipped you, making you face him.
"silly girl," his thumb brushes on your cheek, wiping away the tears, "beautiful, smart and full of love for this bad guy."
you accidentally forgot to respond to his affection.
✦ ITOSHI SAE
while everyone believed that his dry ass 'gm' deserved to be left on delivered, you knew better.
those two stupid alphabets together meant im thinking about you the first thing i wake up.
but it so happened one morning that you left him on seen. sae thinks it's fine. maybe you're brushing your teeth or making breakfast. he shouldn't overthink but he can't help but to worry when it's past noon.
he sighs. and types why you didn't reply. then he messaged again. and again. but it gets left on delivered. he flips the phone, about to give up, just then—ding.
message from y/n.
sry i fell asleep again 😭
✦ ITOSHI RIN
while walking home together, rin didn't think much. his hands brushed against yours a couple of times so naturally, he reached for yours.
except what happened was—at the same time, you pulled back, running your hand through your hair, not knowing that your boyfriend is gonna think too much about it.
at first, rin tells himself it's nothing really. but then you feel him slow down. you pause and look behind, asking what's wrong.
to which he doesn't even hesitate saying—"just wanted to hold your hand."
you blink. you don't question your weird, sad boyfriend more, taking his hand in yours as the two of you continue walking.
✦ ISAGI YOICHI
saying those three words is so natural. it's like breathing now. you and yoichi just happen to simply talk and laugh over a topic that kept changing every second.
somewhere between giggles, he says it.
i love you.
you don't pay attention that much, calling him silly, flicking his forehead. he laughs too, but it's a bit awkward. you don't notice, continuing to yap about the next thing. it's nothing. yoichi tries to convince himself. you don't have to say it back everytime.
but when he starts thinking too much, he interrupts, "y/n," he calls and you hum as a question, "i love you." you tilt your head, confused, but say it back.
and oh those simple words 'i love you too,'...you don't know how much that relieved him.
✦ MICHAEL KAISER
kisses.
michael lives for them. giving and receiving. but mostly receiving.
kisses on forehead, cheeks, nose, or the ones where you have to stand on your tippie toes to peck his lips. all of it.
but today, you perhaps forgot to give him one. so he leans over to you, wanting to take it himself but you turn the other way and NOT on purpose. you're not brushing it off by saying not right now or some excuse.
but that doesn't help it. sure he tries to give you time, but it isn't long till he finally confronts you about it.
"you don't wanna kiss today?" he asks.
do you not love me anymore? is what his overthinking self meant.
he doesn't explain more. you read him. you apologize, cupping his face and kissing him, making all that insecurity run away.
⟡ ── we're too broken to be with each other | BLUE LOCK
ft. itoshi sae
sae(11)was your least affectionate friend.
he'd come to your family's owned bakery, often if not daily. eating the goodies without paying. he would sit with you by the window seat, nom noming on the pastries while you tutor him.
the bells chimed above the door, your mother looked ahead to welcome the customer, "welcome to natsuyume—" your mother sees him. then calls you, "y/n, sae's here," the moment she says that, you walk out, rushing to see sae already sitting at his regular seat.
you walk to him excitedly, as you tell him about what you made, "i made cookies! well, they all got burnt but i tried my best! it melts in your mouth the moment you take a bite! and I added the mix of white and dark chocolate on it—"
"are you gonna give me your notes or not?" he interrupted.
you stopped, "right! one sec!!" you dashed to the backroom where your backpack was as you start rummaging for your notes.
"you're spoiling him again," your mother calls, "he's taking advantage of you, sweetie."
"what?? no, mama! he's my friend—"
"he never pays, never talks besides taking your notes and never says thank you."
"in friendship, no sorry, no thank you."
"...which movie did you watch to learn that from?" ma mumbles as you already zoomed out.
you see sae getting up from the seat, "here!" you say handing him the notes and he puts them in his bag, "wait, sae, we're not studying today?"
"hah? i already got your notes. i'll study them myself," he says, "i'll return it when im done copying them."
"oh...alright but wait!" you say as you rush to the counter, jumping to reach the cookie you had wrapped in neat coloured wrapper, "i burnt everything. only this survived."
sae accepts it without a thank you.
but as he gets home, he opens his drawer and keeps the biscuit in. he's gonna treasure it forever.
two days later. it was gone.
"mom!" sae yells, running to the kitchen where his mom was busy with the dishes, "where is cookie i got???"
"oh that? "his mom looks at him for a second, "i threw it."
"WHAT??"
"ants were all over it," she dries her hands, placing one over her hip.
"it was mine!!!"
he doesn't talk to his mother the entire day.
the bell chimed at the door of natsuyume. your mother called, "y/n, sae's here...with...who?"
"rin!" the younger one beams only to be silenced by his older brother saying to not talk to strangers.
you walk out with a smile, "is this rin!?"
"im rin!" he says again.
"i told you two seconds ago not to talk to strangers."
"not to talk to strangers," rin repeats.
you tilt your head, "stranger? but im your frien—"
"gimme notes."
"but, sae, we're—"
"gimme note, idiot."
"give him notes, i-idiot." rin repeats.
one day, sae entered the shop, and as always your mother called. but he didn't sit by the window seat. he simply stood there. it was natural that you'd always smile when you see him. but you didn't today. cause you feel something different.
"im leaving," he simply said.
"...hm?"
"im going to spain," he says, "it's outside japan."
"oh...when will you be back?"
"im not coming back. but when i will, i'll be the best striker in the world."
"but...that'll be..." you tried to find the right words, "we'll be older! and it'll take you years!"
silence.
"what about school?" what about me?
he stayed silent. you did too. then he asked for the cookies he liked, saying that he'll eat them in flight.
your mom neatly packs the cookies in the small bag and hands it to you. she sees it. how you held those tears back.
you stood infront of sae but looked down. he didn't know what to do. so he stepped closer. reaching out to wipe your tears. and when you finally thought he was going to be nice—
"you look ugly when you cry."
it was his way of comforting you. sadly you didn't read between the lines. nor did you care about how you looked.
"me or soccer?" you asked. oh dumb you...you don't even know why you asked him that. he didn't choose you. sure he does pause, surprised before answering. he almost stuttered. almost.
you looked up at him, tears streaming down your face now, "you suck!" you yell as you shove the cookie bag to his chest and run to the back room.
sae didn't learn his lesson. he still kept the sweets as they were in the bag. only for them to be crumbled as the flight landed. and sae would do not stupid things like eating crumbled cookies.
at natsuyume, you sat by the window seat right across where sae would be. you looked outside the other way when your mom saw you. you still sat there for hours, books and highlights infront of you, studies long forgotten.
"your tears are wetting the pages dear," she says, making you look at her, "boy didn't even pay once," she manages to make you laugh with that, that little chuckle still watery and miserable.
homeworks became assignments. exams after exams. you wondered how it's like in spain. you wonder if he still copies other's notes. you're out of your daydreams when your mother tells you to take out the batch from the oven, scolding that you're 19 now, and that you should be more focused. she coughs, then you scold her to take it easy(she doesn't listen.)
a part of you knew sae would visit—after rin told you what had happened two days ago, telling you how he's not talking with sae cause spain changed him.
sae asked you out few days later. it wasn't will you go out with me. it was come to me.
and you did.
his lips smashed onto yours in the alleyway beside the bakery. he kiss you hard. and you let him.
ofcourse you did.
you were in love with him.
sae would be there. sometimes when he was tired, sometimes when he was angry. either ended up with nights in your bed.
morning would happen, you'd see him wearing his clothes back.
"good luck today."
he hummed, looking at you through the mirror, tugging the duvet over your shoulder gently. no kisses, no hugs. and then, he'd leave like always.
you were in the kitchen kneading the dough, you welcomed sae in a soft little sing song voice and glanced at him only once. he walks up behind you, wrapping his arm around your waist. he kissed the back of your ear, then lower down to back of your neck. nothing different, but you notice something, ofcourse you did.
"long day?"
he hummed, his hands roaming under your shirt, "have to go back," he mumbled, "to spain."
"what...?" you looked back, pulled away, "when?"
"this saturday."
"...when was this decided?"
"today," he said simply.
"you couldn't have talked to me about it before making a decision?"
"talked to you?" sae repeated.
"yes, talked to me," your voice cracked, "you left me once sae—"
"we were thirteen."
"fine. you pick now. me or—"
he cuts you off with a sharp word.
his voice felt like poison as the two of you argued there till you couldn't take it anymore. so you told him to leave, you tried keeping your tone stern but your voice betrayed you. sae only left when you repeated for him to leave. and you only sank to your knees, crying when he left.
rin was always a good friend to you. he once wanted to be like sae—a guy you both hated. he'd say you deserve better and would badmouth his older brother. that would make you laugh.
you're 25 now, pretending your mother's coughs doesn't scare you.
you were out for buying groceries for restocking. the bells jingled above as you announced your arrival. there he was. the boy you swore you hated.
he turned around, his eyes meeting your softened ones. but that tenderness only lasted for a second.
"why are you here?"
"...i heard your mother is sick."
"is that why you came here, sae?"
"no," he says quickly, "for you."
you wanna give him a second chance. you really do. but you can't.
even after your rejection, sae kept coming back. often. this time he paid for everything. and even got flowers for you that you donated to the ones in need.
"you're making that face again," your mom chuckled. you didn't. you couldn't. not when she laid like that on the hospital bed. her hand in yours.
"you're not funny, ma."
and yet, she still had the small sweet smile on her face, "on the desk," she says, looking beside her, "open it."
you've seen that small box before. it was always with her. your curiosity ended when you saw a key in it.
"natsuyume is yours now," she says and your eyes didn't wait for permission to let the tears spill.
"ma..." your voice broke.
"my silly, soft hearted girl," she held your hand again, "be kind like you always were. smile as you welcome them, and make everyone pay this time. especially him," she patted your hand gently with her fingers.
sae listened to all of it.
even your cries when your mother closed her eyes and never opened them again.
the doctors and nurses rushed in. one tried her best to move you away. and only sae was there outside when he pulled you closer to him. just like that, your cried in the embrace. he didn't call you ugly this time.
summer storm had past that day on your mother's funeral. and sae stood beside you. he noticed you trembling and he didn't hesitate taking your hand in his, giving it a little squeeze.
a week passes.
"you're late," you say as you twist the key halfway to close the shop, "all the pastries got sold out today—"
"i loved you."
you didn't turn around to face him.
"i always did. i still do," he continued.
"you're late," you finally turned to face him.
"im here now—"
"you never said thank you or sorry," you interrupt.
"i will now."
"you never actually showed me how much you love me."
"i will if you let me. as slow as you want."
"you never chose me—"
"i didnt know how to," he says quickly, "but now i do...please give me a second chance."
you chuckled. not a mocking one. just...a small smile, "we're too broken to be with each other, sae."
with that, you twist the key full way, closing it the door fully.
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