summary: the bllk boys and their romantic confessions, some are love, some are not! all of them are pretty cute though, not gonna lie…
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⊹₊⟡⋆ Isagi Yoichi ‹𝟹
isagi makes it a point to confess to you in person. he spends a few days thinking (and overthinking) exactly what words to use. he wants to make sure he can confess his true feelings and also let you know how lucky he would feel if you accepted him.
once he’s ready he’d send you a text or call you, asking you to meet him somewhere quiet, maybe just his house or yours. the two of you meet up and he’s immediately flushed. he’s nervous and excited all at the same time. he’s the kind of guy that would want to have built a strong friendship and bond before confronting his feelings for you, so he’s confident that you guys will be ok no matter what happens.
he’d take your hands in his and look you in the eyes while he confesses. his gaze would be warm and sweet, he’s just glad he could even get the opportunity to express himself to you.
“I’ve really love having you with me. You make me feel better, even when I thought I was fine before, being with you just feels better. The closer we’ve gotten, and the more I’ve seen of you and your world, the more I realize how badly I want to be a part of it.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Bachira Meguru ‹𝟹
as soon as bachira realizes he has feelings for you, he feels immediately ready to tell you. he’ll let the feeling settle for a little and try to tell you in an indirect manner. he’ll swoop in with a surprise kiss on your cheek, giggling as he watches your flustered expression. or maybe he’ll leave little notes around for you, in your bag, in your car, in your pockets, in your books, etc. they’d say silly little things about how adorable you were that day or he’ll briefly write about something that reminded him of you, maybe some mediocre poetry he thought up in his love sick state. you’d catch on pretty easily that it was bachira, and he never intended to keep that a secret.
then after a few days of messing with you, he decided he’d tell you the next time he saw you. when the two of you met up he immediately sucked you into a bone crushing hug, like he was holding on for dear life. he’d pull away, “hey cutie~ guess what…” he’d coo at you.
“i like you! Like, I really like you. Maybe I even love you. actually, yeah, love sounds better. I love you! I wanna take you on a date and kiss your stupid face. I know you feel the same, I wish you could see how red you are right now.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Nagi Seishiro ‹𝟹
Nagi realized he loved you when he began to notice how sad he would get when you leave. being sad is a serious pain for him. he doesn’t like the way it makes his brain and body feel all fried and stressed, he hates not wanting to do anything even more than he already does, yet simultaneously willing to do anything to get you back in his apartment. Nagi would beg you to sleepover every time you hung out at his place, he’d sometimes try to wrestle you into the bed. you were just so kind and warm and calming to him. he felt graced by you and your presence.
his confession would come out of him like a nice long sign of relief. he’s been having this strange internal battle between his love for you and his love for laziness. it’s a hassle to have to confess and then put in the effort to build up a romantic relationship, but in the end he decides it’s even more of a hassle to not tell you how he feels. plus, you’re so worth it.
“It just doesn’t feel right when you’re not with me. It’s like I don’t really know what to do with myself. You make me feel alive. That sounds cringe. I love you, is what im trying to say. I hope that makes sense.”
disclaimer: do not date a guy like nagi in real life you cannot gentle parent this man child lol
⊹₊⟡⋆ Reo Mikage ‹𝟹
Reo’s confession was a long time in the making. he clung to his feelings for as long as he could until it really felt like he was gonna explode if he didn’t tell you. he did that because he wanted to wait for the timing to be perfect. he wanted to find the perfect spot to do it, the perfect words to say, all at the perfect time in both of your lives. but of course, things rarely work out that way.
what actually happened is he blurted it out in the middle of you talking one day. you were telling him about something you were working on, something you loved and were really proud of. he was listening so intently, or at least trying to. his thoughts kept stringing him in a different direction and before he knew it, he dropped the L word on you like a nuclear bomb.
“I-uhh…Ok listen, I’m sorry I promise I was listening to you it’s just…you look so beautiful right now and you sound so cute and excited. It got me all frantic, I didn’t mean to drop that on you so out of nowhere…it’s true though, I do love you. I should’ve told you a long time ago.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Michael Kaiser ‹𝟹
(unless you speak german) kaiser has already confessed to you a million times. “ich liebe dich~” he’d say to you upon every parting, telling you it was simply a term of endearment. if you did happen to know what that meant already, or if you took the time to search it up, he’d be like “yeah, I said that, so what?” this man would propose to you in the middle of times square in broad daylight he’s so confident but that’s a different hc for another time lmaoo.
his confession is charming and flattering. he truly worships the ground you walk on while also believing that he’s the only one who could appreciate you as you deserve. his hands cup your face and his eyes fall warmly on yours. his voice is direct and steady. not a twinge of nervousness can be seen, just pure love and admiration. he speaks to you with a calm and lulling voice, a tenderness he only lets linger when he’s with you.
“Liebe, don’t you see how soft you make me? I’d hate for you to not realize how I feel for you. I want you to be mine, if you’ll have me, that is.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Rin Itoshi ‹𝟹 (i wrote so much for rin wtf)
Rin has walls that he has spent a lot of time and effort building up over the years. they’re forged to keep out anything and everything that may be a distraction from his goals, but if this is the guy you’re going for, i’m sure you’re a persistent little pest. you’d sneak your way into his life, just by being there, texting him, talking about him. soon enough you’d infested his mind as well, suddenly he’d find himself thinking of you when he least expects it.
one day he was on the pitch, just a practice game, but you were in the stands watching him. throughout your friendship you’ve done this quite a few times, so he has no reason to pay much mind to your presence in the middle of the match. today was different though, you were up close, eyes beaming at him in the center field, hands at the side of your head clutched together in a little cheer. he hadn’t done anything yet, the match just started, what were you even cheering for? it was cute, he decided. that’s why it broke his focus long enough for the other team to score. actually, it was adorable. so adorable it tugged the corners of his lips upward slightly, which he quickly moved to cover with his hand. he just threw a match and he was smiling? what were you doing to him?
after some time of thinking you might be employing psychological warfare against him, Rin decided it was time to really sit down and confront his feelings. he’d go a few days, maybe even a week or more without speaking to you. don’t worry, he was thinking about hardly anything but you the entire time.
“Sorry for ghosting you, I just needed to think about some things. It made me a little sad to be away from you too. I hate you a lot less than I hate everyone else, you know? Don’t get cocky about that. Also, don’t leave me ok? I’ll be nicer, yeah sure. Maybe I can walk you home…or something. Here, let’s hold hands.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Sae Itoshi ‹𝟹
he’s way more flustered about it than you might think. he’s not embarrassed or nervous necessarily, he just hasn’t expected to feel this way about anyone. similar to kaiser, sae thinks he’s the only person who could truly love and appreciate you as much as you deserve. this typically stoic and selfish man finds himself smiling in your presence and wanting to give you everything you want and more.
your relationship until this point has been uhh… “transactional” we’ll say. the two of you liked going out and hanging out together, but no feelings attached. a few kisses were shared here and there, he’d take you back to his apartment to cuddle sometimes, but wouldn’t ever let you sleepover. eventually things started to get a little more *intense*. you did start staying over, a lot. so much so that you had a toothbrush on his bathroom sink and clothes in his closet. the first time he ever had the thought of being in love with you was when he realized his sheets always smelled like you now, and he wanted it to stay that way.
the fact that you were enough to turn his head, take over his thoughts, and make him fall in love with you feels like proof beyond the reasonable doubt that you are perfect.
“You can move in, if you want. I wouldn’t mind. We’re basically already dating, so I don’t see the point in denying it anymore. Yeah, I didn’t think it would go this far either. I like knowing you’re here at my place, with me and not with anyone else.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Oliver aiku ‹𝟹
“You know I love you, let’s stop pretending. Seriously, you could keep me on a tight leash if you really want. Promise, I’m not going anywhere, babe.”
⊹₊⟡⋆ Kunigami Rensuke ‹𝟹
“I love you, I want you to know that. It’s ok if you don’t feel the same. I want to care for you and keep you safe, you mean so much to me, you don’t even know.”
i love this post so much, the nagi disclaimer i had to put, the strange onion analogy for rin, the flustered reo moment. also just isagi being here, the man that you are, Isagi Yoichi. i had so much fun making this - aria
divider - @enchanthings
a/n: i’m an artist!bachira truther, you can’t tell me he wouldn’t love art and make some of the coolest stuff in another life. lowkey not proofread but i think it’s ok !!
bachira meguru x reader fluff | BLUE LOCK M.LIST | enjoy 🐥
From the corner of your eye you could see him bursting in and out of sudden movement. when he wasn’t scratching away in his sketchbook, you could feel his eyes on you, focused. any time you did catch a glance he’d ignore your gaze, study you for a moment, then go back to the sketchbook. you’ve been in this position before, forced to be a stoic mannequin for your boyfriends candid sketches of you. if it weren’t for the essay you so desperately needed to finish, you’d ask him about the drawing, but even just speaking a word to him might trigger the pent up energy you know he’s been hiding.
when bachira came over today he promised he wouldn’t bother you until you had finished all your work. all he wanted was your company, so you let him lay on your bed while you sat at your desk and typed away.
it wasn’t his fault for how distracted you were by him. he kept his promise, he hasn’t said a word since you started working and he’s even made sure his movements on the bed were slow and quiet as not to disturb you. his decision to draw you right now was innocent, but he was unknowingly peeking your interests away from your computer screen. without much effort to deny your urges, you caved.
“hey megs, are you drawing me?” you had now turned to face him in your chair, locking eyes with him as your words broke his focus. you could see those yellow irises light up at the sound of your voice, you momentarily regretted it until you saw the warm smile that spread across his face.
“yeah i am! mmm wanna see? it’s not done yet but…” he shifted in the bed, reaching his arm out to pass you his sketchbook. you accepted and took the book out of his hands, brushing some eraser shavings off the opened page, shavings you were sure covered your bed right now. that shred of annoyance disappeared as you saw the drawing he had started of you.
little detail was dedicated to your desk and office chair, he did make sure to draw the subtle decorations that garnished that corner of your room. there were scribbles on the computer screen and a stack of textbooks on the desk, he lazily outlined the little figures you had on the desk. more and more detail started merging into the piece where your hands met your keyboard. there they were, typing away, the bracelets on your wrist, the rings on your fingers, all of it was there. your arms were presented in a sluggish position, your shoulders dropped and your head cocked to the side.
your body was the center of the piece, everything down to the dangly earrings that poked through your strands of hair was there on the page. the cute design of your pajama pants, the way your hoodie (his hoodie) bunched up around your arms and waist loosely. he gave lots of attention to your hair, even sketching out the places where the light reflected off of it, making it look shiny and soft. he was looking at mainly your side profile, so he couldn’t get much of your face into frame, but he did make sure to draw your delicate lashes, the subtle reflection of light that glistened in your eye, and the gentle pout of your lips. whenever he drew people he’d put little swirls on their noses, “noses are so cute! they’re like little buttons!” he’d say.
the drawing wasn’t finished, as he had said, but it already made you’re heart flutter in awe. no matter how many times bachira drew you, each one felt special. you knew that if you continued to flip through the pages of his sketchbook you’d find yourself in various situations, sleeping with the morning light casted on your frame, sitting on a park bench with a book in your hand, looking in the mirror mindlessly as you did your hair. and you knew these drawings of you were just for him, just because he wanted to draw you and have a moment of you in all your candid glory tucked away in his sketchbook.
“it’s coming out really well! i like it a lot, thank you.” you said warmly, offering the sketchbook back to him with a smile on your face. he grabbed it and shifted back into position to immediately start working on it again without saying a word. you sat there and watched as his pencil returned to the paper and he his eyes looked up at you once again, ignoring your gaze, and taking in the details of your position.
“you’re really cute you know, when you’re all focused. your tongues peeking out a bit.” you turned back to face the computer, trying your best to recreate the position he was previously drawing you in.
“is this a test or something?” he whined at you. you looked over at him, raising an eyebrow at his question. “you’re making it really hard to sit here quietly, i feel like i’m gonna explode. stop calling me cute and finish your stupid essay” he said, a grumpy look on his face that you couldn’t help but find adorable. you giggled softly at his expression, you hadn’t realized that you were distracting him from desperately trying not to distract you. it dawned upon you how antsy he probably was.
“i’m sorry megs, let’s both get back to work” you cracked your knuckles and returned your gaze to the computer screen. his eyes piercing through you every so often still made it hard to focus on the essay. you haphazardly went to finish up your essay, deciding it was more important to stay still so he could continue his doting illustrations of you.
divider - @enchanthings
boom! anotha one! i told you guys i’m on the come up 💋
NSFW MDNI aged up 18+ if necessary
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men who toy with you through your panties, rubbing the soft fabric along your clit, leaving it as a barrier between your cunt and the vibrator at the highest setting. rutting his cock against you, prodding his leaking tip at your entrance. all that just so he can see your panties absolutely soaked, your arousal oozing out of the fabric when he pushes down on them. he can’t get enough of the heat and wetness against his length, has to stop himself from cumming as he slides up and down against you. btw, he’s not letting either of you cum during this. the vibrator connecting and retreating from between your legs in intervals at his will, he’s doing everything he can to get the both of you as worked up as possible. doesn’t stop until he’s had his fill and deems your cunt wet and eager enough to take him. finally sliding your panties off and placing them on the nightstand. god only knows what he’ll do with those later.
GOJO SATORU?!?!?!?!, geto (sure, yeah), MICHAEL FUCKING KAISER (though i don’t see him as a pantie thief), AKI HAYAKAWA, bachira meguru (more so to edge himself than you, would let you cum), + anyone else you think fits this ❤️
Sexual themes
summary: adorable things the blue lock boys do that turn your brain to mush
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