HIS RED FLAGS What Does He Do That Make Him An Obvious Red Flag?

“HIS RED FLAGS” what does he do that make him an obvious red flag?

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : michael kaiser, sae itoshi, ryusei shidou, alexis ness

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, angst.

࿐*ೃ trigger warning : bodyshaming, profanities, manipulation, mention of intercourse, stalking, toxic relationship

MICHAEL KAISER

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ He is an arrogant and egocentric man, always bragging about himself on daily basis with you. Frequently, he belittles you and pressures you into improving yourself more. He wants to make sure you're worthy to stand next to him to maintain his distinguished image as German prodigy. Since he views himself as embodiment of perfection, you must be as perfect as him. Insulting your insecurities whenever you experience low self-esteem is his way to motivate you to better yourself.

“Stop eating that unhealthy junk. You will gain weight.”

“If you don't start working out and get rid of those fat, I'm gonna fucking dump you.”

“I don't care! Starve yourself to death or anything. If you still love me, then stop whining.”

SAE ITOSHI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Living in Spain for years and learning the harsh reality of life at such young age damages his emotional growth as a teenager. He grows up as an ignorant man who lacks empathy toward others' feelings, even his own significant other. Engaging in relationship with Sae is like one-sided love. It is only you who is always concerned about the relationship and strive hard to maintain a stable relationship. Sae, in the other hand, could care less of your feelings and emotions. Often being bluntly cruel and hurting your feelings, intentionally and unintentionally. His career as soccer player is his sole priority after all.

“Can't you see I'm tired? Leave me alone.”

“Why should I waste my energy and time on a stupid date? Just stay at home.”

“Stop being mean? I'm merely being honest. It's not my fault that you're too sensitive.”

RYUSEI SHIDOU

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Ryusei is one manipulative partner, messing with your mind and emotions frighteningly often in order to force you to stay by his side despite how toxic the relationship is. He is selfish, obsessive and possessive. He makes you believe nobody else will love you as much as he does, even tricking your mind into believing he is the only one in this world who accept you as who you are. If breaking your mind is the only mean to turn you into an obedient doll for him, he will resort to such cruelty. He also despises talking things out when conflict brews up between you and him. To him, the sole way to make peace with you is through intercourse. He never force himself on you but he frequently seduces you into having sex as distraction to avoid having serious talk. You can never resist him and always submit yourself to him willingly. His words of temptation...is irresistible.

“Break up? There is no one better than me out there.”

“Oh, sweetheart...you can never find another person to love you. I'm the only one capable of doing so..”

“Have you forgotten? You're all alone, sweetheart. Who else will be by your side when you're at your lowest?”

ALEXIS NESS

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Alexis has major trust issue and inferior complex. Often attempting to be the dominant one in the relationship by controlling you. He easily misunderstands your words or action. He unhealthily believes his words as the only truth, frequently coming up with his own speculation and accuses you of mistakes you never commit. Once he loses his mind, he becomes quite violent yet he tries to resist himself from hurting you physically. He usually suppresses himself by throwing objects on the floor to relieve his anger and warning you. However, sometime he only verbally attacks you by comparing you to other people; specifically his exes. Considering his trust issue is extremely severe, he stalks on you whenever you go out with your friends or by yourself.

“What? You want to see your friend? What's wrong with staying home with me all day? Have you lost your feelings toward me?”

“Who the fuck is that bastard with you earlier? Are you cheating on me?!”

“Shut the hell up. Why the hell are you like this? All my exes are not as annoying as you.”

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“TATTOO” a battle of temptation that leads to a rough session...

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : michael kaiser

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, fluff, slight nsfw, reader is admiring his tattoo ;)

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ THE rain pouring down heavily force two lovers to find shelter. The moment Michael arrived in front of your house to escort you yet for another date, cold droplets drenched his figure unannounced. Hence, you abruptly dragged him into your house to shelter him from the downpour.

“Great, our plan is ruined...now we can't go on date.” Michael complains, his entire figure soaked wet due to the rain. You return to his side with a fresh dry towel before handing over the soft fabric to him. “Thank you, love.” he appreciated, slowly drying his hair with the towel.

“Michael, you should take a bath. I don't want you to fall sick... You've a big match coming up.” you suggest worriedly then point to the bathroom in your house. “Go ahead and clean yourself, alright? I'll prepare your change of clothes later.”

Smiling softly, Michael leans down to press a kiss on your forehead. He loves seeing how concern you are of his well-being. It makes him feel truly loved and treasured by you. “Okay. Can you make some hot cocoa while at that? It's the best beverage to enjoy during cold weather like this.”

You flick a thumb-up, agreeing with his polite demand. Michael and you part ways; him heading into the bathroom while you occupy yourself in the kitchen to fulfill his demand. Clacking sound of the tea spoon against the cup is resonating in the kitchen.

Some moments tick away, you're distracted preparing Michael's favourite hot cocoa that you forget to ready new pair of clothes for your boyfriend. He has exited the changing room after noticing there are no clothes for him. A white towel is wrapped around his waist, covering his lower region though his v-line is exposed. He goes over to the kitchen to find you humming your favourite song.

Michael snickers in amusement. “What a great day to have a private performance to myself.” His voice startles you which immediately halts your singing. “You're done already? Shoot, I forgot your clothes-” and you fall into a state of speechlessness the instant your attention shuffled to his half-naked figure. Your eyes can not stop scanning his muscular body, especially his tattoo. You have only seen the rose tattoo etched on his neck but not the complete one. Now, your eyes are feasted with the view of his alluring body and mesmerizing tattoo.

Michael's lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “If you keep undressing me with your eyes, I'm gonna catch a cold for real, love.” Snapped back to your sense, you quickly looked away in embarrassment. “Pardon my rudeness. I will get some clothes for you right away-” But Michael suddenly hugs your waist. He grips your hips, rubbing your side enticingly.

“No need,” Michael whispers into your ear, “I know you prefer me shirtless, (Y/n).” Planting his palms on your stomach, your breath hitches. He peppers your neck with tempting kisses, smirking when he earns a small noise from you. “Keep doing that, (Y/n). I love the way you stare at my body... Why don't you continue admiring me, Liebling?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat before turning your body around facing Michael. Your gaze met with his ocean blue eyes, then your gaze darted to his exposed upper body. “May I?” You ask for permission. He nods and grabs your hand, guiding your palm to his chest. Your cheeks flush when you palm comes in contact with his bare chest.

Gently, your hand glide against his tattooed skin. You caressed his neck, fingers grazing the gorgeous blue rose tattoo etched on his skin. Michael tilts up his head, exhaling a sharp breath as he feels your warm touch enveloping his entire being. “God,” He sighs, “Keep going, liebling.”

Your fingers gently travel down his arm, tracing the tattoo of thorns with the tip of your finger to embed the image into your head. You soon reach to touch the back of his hand where a tattoo of crown is engraved on his skin. Taking his hand in yours, you lovingly kiss the crown tattoo as if treating him respectfully like a real emperor. He is your emperor. Michael breathes heavily, his heart thumping loudly against his ribcage.

“I love it...your tattoo I mean.”

“What about me? Don't you love me?”

Michael easily picks you up and carries you to the kitchen counter, setting you down on the counter. Blood rush up to your head as he presses himself against you. You can feel it; his excitement poking you.

“Of course I love you, Michael-” Your voice breaks into a soft moan when Michael grinds himself against you whilst his lips are busy marking your neck. Your fingers find their way in his hair as your breath hitches slightly. The tension is rising yet you aren't complaining. You completely submit your everything to Michael.

“Fuck,” Michael curses under his breathe. “I'm glad it rains.” Seductive chuckles escape his mouth as he looks into your eyes adoringly, “Liebling, ich liebe dich. Be mine tonight. I need you.”

“Yes... I'm all yours, Michael.” You cup his cheeks, smiling warmly at your boyfriend. His smile widens into a mischievous smirk, his hands dangerously sliding in to your inner thighs. “I am not sorry if you can't walk tomorrow.”

Your eyes grow wide at his words, both excitement and nervousness overwhelming your system. Certainly, you will be bound to bed the moment the sun rises next morning.

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“HIS KINKS” when he finally reveals his most sinful desire behind the closed door..

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : izana, shion, mocchi, mucho, ran, rindou, kakucho

࿐*ೃ fandom : tokyo revengers

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, sometime only fem! reader or male! reader, nsfw, all characters are in their timeskip version

.࿐*ೃ trigger warning : graphic details of kinks, bdsm, rough sex, sex toys, anal sex, nipple play

IZANA KUROKAWA

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ TITS FUCK [F! READER] ; Izana adores breasts, of all parts of woman's body. He is madly obsessed with fondling your breasts every time he has sex. He never get tired of squeezing his cock between your breasts as he keeps thrusting your cleavage until he sprays his cum loads all over your face.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ TITS FUCK [M! READER] ; Now, despite you being a man, Izana never miss the chance to rub his swollen dick on your chest. Seeing you trembling under him while he teases you by rubbing his cock between your nipples turns him on. He easily cums a lot and showers you with his seeds after getting off on your chest.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ROLEPLAY ; He sometimes catches you reading spicy stuff online and decides to materialize the fictional writing into reality for you. Watch him making you roleplay behind the closed door. It's exciting to carry a certain role during sex and act out spicy scenes in books for personal pleasure. Such a great experience or him.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ DEGRADATION KINK ; This is Izana we are talking about. He looks down on others who is inferior to him and thinks of himself as the most superior one. Degrading you in bed as he ruthlessly fucks you, calling you names like his "personal whore", "slut", "cumdump". He also likes treating you like a mere fucktoy and uses you to his heart content (you never complain because the feeling is mutual). But at the end of the sex, he would cuddle you and gives you a good aftercare.

SHION MADARAME

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ MOMMY/DADDY KINK; Shion is a submissive man who easily gives in to his dominant partner. Lack of love received since childhood cause him to sought love from you. He wants you to dominate him in bed and shower him with love. He always calls you "Mommy/Daddy" when you never fail to pleasure him.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ IMPACT PLAY ; Shion is into pain as he thinks of it as a form of pleasure. He doesn't mind getting his ass spanked by you many times until his ass cheeks redden. He sometimes disobeys you on purpose so you would slap his ass mercilessly , making him cry in pain yet he smiles in satisfaction.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ GAGS ; Being choked on your (fake) cock while you deepthroat him is the best, most heavenly feeling for him ever. He wants you to shove your (fake) cock inside his mouth and gags him with it as tears of ecstacy roll down his face.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OVERSTIMULATION ; Shion has the ability to keep spraying out cum loads for countless times. You can keep making him cum for more than five times and he will still stay conscious, pleading for you to stimulate more instead of stopping. He wants you to empty his balls until he passes out on his own. (SPECIFICALLY FOR M! READERS) He also likes it when you keep filling up his ass hole with your hot semen until your loads leak out of his hole.

KANJI MOCHIZUKI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ FACE FUCK/DEEPTHROAT ; Mochi knows he has a big cock which is why he prefers seeing your throat bulged with his cock when he shoves it down your throat. He would smirk devilishly as he ruthlessly pounds your throat without stopping. Deepthroat-ing you is the best feeling ever as he loves seeing the tears in your eyes and hearing your muffled moans. He never miss the chance to cum inside your mouth, thrusting several times harder to make sure you swallow every drop of his loads.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ SIZE KINK ; Mochi prefers someone smaller than him; specifically a short person as his partner. Due to the fact that he has this kink, it's no surprise that he dreams of lifting his partner up with his two strong arms as he rams his cock inside them roughly. You happen to suit his taste perfectly and it always drives him insane when he sees you. Seeing you struggling to take in his entire length amuses him. Despite his love toward rough sex, he still makes sure you're fully prepared to take his entire cock in your hole. By teasing the entrance of your hole with his tip first, he will slowly push in his cock before relentlessly pounding your tight little hole.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ SEX TOY STIMULATION ; Mochi surprisingly has a collection of tons of sex toys. He finds himself buying new ones everytime he discovers a sex toy that catches his interest, then he experiments the sex toys on you. Witnessing you being stimulated and cumming non-stop as a sex toy is pleasuring you turns him on so much that he jerks off at the sight.

MUTO YASUHIRO

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ANAL FUCK [SPECIFICALLY F! READER] ; Mucho is too addicted to you that he wishes to explore every inch of your body. He has fucked you in the mouth and pussy, but nothing beat when it comes to fucking you in the ass. Surely, the first time doing anal fuck was painful for you but no worries, he was gentle. But the next time he does it, he goes rough, hard and deep inside your ass as you cry in both pain and pleasure from having your back hole penetrated with his thick, huge cock. He never pull out when he is nearing his high and prefer cumming inside your ass hole , all for the sake of seeing his semen leaking out of your hole.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ NIPPLE PLAY ; Mucho's favourite part of your body is your chest; specifically your nipples. He prefers playing with your nipples and stimulating your orgasm with nipple play. His fingers always do wonders on your nipples as he flicks them and pinches them gently. He wants you to moan, squirm and screams from too much pleasure until you cum a lot from having your nipples played. Even when he is thrusting his cock inside you, he makes sure your nipples aren't left unattended and plays with them until you reach your high, again and again.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ORGASM CONTROL ; You can never cum without his permission. Mucho just loves torturing you with edge play and watches you struggle to stay sane from not being able to reach your climax. He loves teasing your lower region and pulling away his hand the moment you almost reach orgasm, leaving you sexually frustrated and on edge again and again.

RAN HAITANI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛  SOMNOPHILIA; Ran somehow has a thing for being fucked while he is asleep/fucking you when you sleep. Of course, he only does this after asking for your consent or when he gives you his consent to pleasure him while he is dozing off. The idea of moaning in arousal in his sleep due to your sensual touches and waking up to you sucking his cock never cease to excite him.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ROPES AND BONDAGE ; This apply to both you and Ran. The idea of being tied up on bed naked, all vulnerable to sensual touches being taken advantage off and driven to orgasm many times without being able to touch the other partner always make him excited. He prefer to be the one tying you up on bed as he plays with your body and enjoying every second of your reaction to his touches. He's really ruthless once you're all tied up. Never give you the time to catch your breath and continues to pleasure you until you pass out. Hearing you begging him to stop (even though actually you want more) just stimulates him to go rougher on you. But if he's the one who is tied up, he shamelessly begs for you to pleasure him until he is completely knocked out.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OBJECTIFICATION ; Ran is just too horny that he knows damn well his libido level can't be compared to normal people. That's why, he doesn't mind being labelled as fucktoy by you neither you mind being deemed as his personal fucktoy too. He WANTS to treat you as his personal cumdump and uses your body to his heart content, driving you to orgasms countless times until you can't really take it anymore. Of course, if he goes too far, you would use safe word to stop him. Ran is the happiest man in the universe when you treat him like a fucktoy in bed, ravishing his entire body without mercy and make him roll his eyes into his head due to overwhelming pleasure.

RINDOU HAITANI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OVERSTIMULATION ; Fingering your hole ruthlessly as you squirm under him and squirting out your cum is amusing to him. He just loves driving you insane from overstimulation and seeing your body shaking from multiple orgasms. He will do anything to make sure you have shaking orgasms from his touch.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ AURALISM ; Sex with Rindou is NEVER quiet. He prefers noises, very loud noises especially lewd noises from you. If you suddenly go quiet during sex, he will surprise you with a sudden penetrating to make you scream in pleasure from the top of your lungs. He doesn't care if the neighbours will hear your moans and screams. He will make you moan endlessly. Rindou himself whimpers and groans loudly during sex. Especially when he is reaching his high, he groans quite loud before releasing his seeds in you.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ PRAISE KINK ; Rindou may be a sadist and loves teasing you on daily basis but he is sweet behind the closed door. He never degrade you but praises you in bed instead, always reassuring you when you feel hurt while he is penetrating your hole roughly. “My good girl/boy", "You are doing wonderful job”, “That's right, sweetheart. You're doing it right..”. He praises you for all your hard work and cuddles you a lot after.

KAKUCHO

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ THIGH FUCK ; Kakucho is a thigh man. He loves taking his time to admire your thighs and massaging your soft flesh gently, even leaving trail of feathery kisses on your thighs while smiling at you softly. He never go straight to penetration when he is hard— he will use your thighs to relieve himself first. He loves squeezing his cock between your thick thighs and bucking his hips back and forth before shooting out his cum loads on your stomach. Sometime, he does thigh fuck as quickie when he's too horny but in hurry to go to work. You could be in the kitchen making food when he sneaks up behind you and begs for a quickie. He doesn't take off your bottom wear and straightout pushes his cocks between yours thighs. He will not pull away until he cums between your thighs.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ HOSIERY ; Kakucho is obsessed with pantyhose and stockings hence seeing you wearing one immediately destroys his self-control. He turns into a beast under the bedsheet and rips off the pantyhose around your lower region area before slamming in his cock inside your hole while praising you how pretty you look in that slutty outfit. He also likes seeing you in stocking because you look extremely sexy in one.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ BREEDING KINK ; We all know Kakucho is a big family man who wants to have his own family. Regardless of your gender, he will always tell you how much he wants to impregnate you and never pull out when he is reaching his high. He prefers cumming inside as he loves the feeling of filling you up completely with his seeds until his seeds leak out of your hole. He wants you to take all his seeds like the good boy/girl you are.

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“EXPECTING” she delivered a surprise to him

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : jinpachi ego

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : fem! reader, fluff

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ THE Blue Lock facility was just as imposing and intense as you remembered. Even with the countless visits you'd made to see Jinpachi Ego, your husband, the atmosphere inside never failed to make you feel like you were stepping into some grand, high-stakes war room. It was eerily quiet today, though. You guessed that meant the boys were out on the field, which made sense since Jinpachi was holed up in the observation room, glued to the giant screens monitoring each of their movements.

"Hey, Jin," you called out as you saunter into the room, casually leaning against the doorframe. Your voice cut through the silence, and you watched as his head snapped toward you, the ever-present dark circles under his eyes looking more prominent than usual. His focus wavered for just a moment, and you relished that little distraction.

"Shouldn't you be off doing something other than lounging around watching a bunch of sweaty teenagers kick a ball?" you teased, eyeing him up and down. As always, his fashion choices were... questionable at best. His lanky figure was dressed in his usual casual attire-black shirt, jeans, and the bolo tie that seemed to have permanently attached itself to his neck. His Crocs squeaked as he turned in his chair to face you fully, hands still poised over his tablet.

Jinpachi pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, raising an eyebrow at your entrance. "Shouldn't you be doing something more productive than pestering me in the middle of my life's work?"

You scoffed, flicking your hair over your shoulder. "Oh, please. Like I'd miss out on an opportunity to make fun of you. I mean, you're practically a caricature of a soccer coach at this point."

He narrowed his eyes, as if considering a comeback, but ultimately shrugged, his focus already returning to the monitors in front of him. "What brings you here, anyway? Don't you have things to do?"

"Oh, I do," you said. "But I figured I'd do my civic duty and check on my poor, neglected husband. Make sure you're still alive and not buried under a pile of instant noodle cups."

"Your concern is touching," he deadpanned, eyes still glued to the screen, tracking a particular player. "I haven't died of malnutrition yet, so you can stop worrying. Now, unless you have an actual reason for being here-"

You rolled your eyes, but a mischievous grin tugged at the corners of your lips. The banter was fun, sure, but you hadn't come here just for that. This was a big moment, and the anticipation of revealing your news made your palms slightly sweaty.

"I have a reason," you admitted, stepping further into the room. You dug into your bag and pulled out a small plastic bag, nonchalantly tossing it onto his desk. Jinpachi didn't even look at it at first, too busy tapping something on his screen. Typical.

It took a few seconds before he glanced down at the bag. His hand froze mid-tap. His eyes flickered back and forth between the plastic bag and your face, obviously confused.

"What is this?" he asked flatly, eyebrows furrowing together in that adorably clueless way that you found so endearing.

You couldn't help the smirk that spread across your face as you crossed your arms, waiting for him to connect the dots. He was smart, but you knew he wouldn't get it right away.

"Well, dear genius husband of mine, I'd think it's pretty obvious."

His eyes narrowed again, this time studying the contents more closely. The realization started to dawn, and you saw his eyebrows lift just slightly. "Who's carrying the demon spawn?"

You nearly burst out laughing, but you managed to keep your composure long enough to reply. "Me, you idiot."

There was a brief moment of silence as Jinpachi just stared at you. His face, which usually bore the expression of someone who had seen too much in life, remained completely blank. Then, without missing a beat, he leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. "Sucks to be you."

You let out a loud laugh, almost doubling over at the audacity. "Seriously? That's your reaction? 'Sucks to be you'? Unbelievable."

But he wasn't done. "Well, it's not my body that has to go through nine months of hell," he stated, almost smugly, though you could tell from the twitch in his cheek that he was just as stunned as you expected him to be. His cool exterior was probably the only thing stopping him from actually freaking out.

You rolled your eyes and walked over to him, leaning down to pinch his cheek-hard. "Listen here, you smug noodle-loving stick figure, you are not going to miss out on this. Every appointment, every scan, every time the doctor tells us what to expect-you're coming with me."

He winced slightly at the pinch but didn't pull away. "What if I'm busy shaping Japan's future soccer geniuses?" he quipped, though there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice now.

"Nope. Don't care," you responded, releasing his cheek but poking his shoulder for emphasis. "You are not skipping a single thing. We're in this together, Jinpachi."

He glanced away, scratching his neck-a tell-tale sign that he was annoyed, or more likely in this case, unsure how to process the information. "Fine," he muttered, his tone nonchalant, but you knew him well enough to catch the way his fingers curled just a little tighter around the tablet. "I'll come. Just don't expect me to, I don't know, do yoga or something ridiculous."

You snorted. "Yeah, like I'm going to let you anywhere near a yoga mat. I can barely trust you with a fork."

He gave you a dry look, but there was a faint smirk on his lips now.

You knew he was internally processing the magnitude of the news, even as he tried to play it cool. Jinpachi was never one to show too much emotion, especially not in a high-stakes environment like this. You could almost see the gears turning in his head, calculating how this would affect his meticulously structured life.

"Seriously, though," you spoke, trying to shift the mood a little, "I know this is a lot, but think about it. You'll have someone to mold into a future soccer star. It will take a while though."

He raised an eyebrow, an incredulous look crossing his face. "Mold? Is that really the word you want to use? I'd prefer 'cultivate' or 'develop.'"

You laughed again, shaking your head. "Whatever you want to call it, you know you'll be a great dad. Just look at how you handle the players here."

"Yeah, by constantly pushing them to their limits. I'm not sure that's the best parenting method."

"Oh, come on!" you shot back, amused. "It's either that or be a total softie. I'm sure we can balance it out. You can be the tough love dad while I take care of the cuddles."

He rolled his eyes but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching again. "That's a terrifying thought, honestly."

"Yeah? Well, get used to it. This is happening." You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "You're going to be a dad, and I can't wait for you to experience all the joys-and chaos-that come with it."

His expression softened for just a moment as he regarded you, the seriousness of the situation creeping into his usual façade of confidence. "I suppose there are worse things than being a dad," he admitted, almost begrudgingly. "I just hope this kid doesn't inherit my inability to function outside of soccer."

You chuckled, the warmth of the moment settling around you. "I think we both know they'll be a soccer prodigy with you as their dad. But maybe we can throw in some art classes or something, just to balance it out?"

He scrunched his nose in distaste. "Art? Ugh. I don't feel like producing a piece of art."

You nudged him playfully. "See, this is what I mean! You need to open your horizons. You can't just be all soccer all the time. What about cooking classes?"

"Cooking classes? Are you serious?" he asked incredulously. "If I wanted to poison our child, I'd just let them eat my cooking."

"Oh, don't act like you can't cook." you challenged, smirking at him. "You're just too stubborn to learn anything outside of instant noodles."

"Instant noodles are an art form," he shot back, crossing his arms defensively. "Besides, if it's not in my contract, it's not my concern."

You rolled your eyes again, though your heart swelled with affection for him. His quirks and stubbornness were part of what made him so uniquely him. "Well, I think you'll have to make some adjustments in your schedule, Mister 'Nothing but soccer.'"

He sighed dramatically, though the corners of his mouth curled upward. "I'll think about it," he said, his voice dry as ever. But you noticed that glint in his eye, the one he always got when he was secretly pleased with something.

"Thinking about it isn't good enough," you countered, narrowing your eyes playfully as you leaned in closer. "You're going to be there for all of it. And when our kid asks you for help with their homework, you better know the answer. No slacking off with the whole 'I only care about soccer' excuse."

"No, you'll do the teaching."

You almost choked on your breath. "What a nightmare..imagine ME, teaching math? Do you want me to fail our child?"

You poked him in the ribs, enjoying the rare moment where you could tease him into a corner. "You better brush up. No instant noodles or spreadsheets will save you when that time comes."

Jinpachi sighed theatrically, pushing his glasses up again, a smirk barely visible at the corners of his lips. "I'll consider it a challenge. Though, I'm not responsible if our child grows up with a warped sense of humor."

"Oh, please," you snorted. "With me as their mom, they'll be perfectly balanced. It's you I'm worried about. You're going to corrupt them with your twisted soccer fanaticism."

He tilted his head, fixing you with a mock-serious stare. "And what, exactly, would be wrong with that?"

"Everything," you replied, matching his intensity. "Because if you think I'm going to sit through endless hours of soccer drills, you've got another thing coming. I'll make sure they're into something else, too. Maybe theater or art, just to mess with you."

The idea visibly made Jinpachi twitch. "Our child doing theater... Horrifying."

You grinned wickedly. "Exactly. And you'll love it."

Jinpachi shook his head, but the fondness in his eyes couldn't be mistaken. You could see it now, peeking through the cracks of his cool exterior. He wasn't just some cold, calculating football genius; he was also the man you fell in love with-quirky, egotistical, yes, but full of hidden warmth that he saved just for you.

A comfortable silence settled between you both for a moment. The only sound in the room was the faint hum of the monitors and the occasional scribble of his stylus on the tablet. You stood there, watching him work for a bit.

You were going to have a baby-his baby. You weren't sure what kind of father Jinpachi would be, but you knew one thing for certain: he would approach it with the same passion he had for everything else.

After a few minutes, you finally broke the silence. "So, when do you think you'll be free to come to the first appointment?" you asked, keeping your tone light but serious.

He glanced up at you, pushing his glasses up again-a nervous habit of his when he was thinking. "I'll make time," he said simply, almost nonchalantly, though you could tell he meant it. "I'm not missing it. I'll put it in my calendar. Between strategy meetings, of course."

You raised an eyebrow. "Between strategy meetings? Really? You're prioritizing strategy over me and your future child?"

"Don't twist my words," he shot back, smirking. "I'll be there. I can multitask."

"Sure, sure," you teased, though you knew he would keep his word. "And make sure to bring something that isn't noodles when we go. I'm not sharing my snacks with you."

He made a face, clearly displeased by the thought. "You're cruel."

You couldn't help but laugh, the sound filling the room. "I'm just preparing you for parenthood, Jinpachi. You'll have to learn to share eventually."

He rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the small smile tugging at his lips. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Oh, absolutely," you replied, grinning. "I'm going to hold this over your head for the rest of your life."

Jinpachi sighed, leaning back in his chair again. "Of course you are."

You placed a hand on your stomach. It wasn't just about teasing him or watching him squirm, though that was always a fun bonus. You were building a life together, and this was just the beginning of something incredible.

"Ready for the ride, Jin?" you asked, a soft smile on your lips as you looked at him.

He glanced over at you. There was something real and sincere in his eyes, a flicker of emotion that he rarely let anyone see.

"Yeah," he said quietly, nodding. "I think I am."

You smiled, feeling the warmth spread through your chest. "Good. Because I'm not doing this alone."

He let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head. "As if I'd let you. I'll be there... every step of the way."

"Damn right you will be," you said, though your tone was softer now, more affectionate. You stepped closer, gently resting a hand on his shoulder, and he placed his own hand over yours.

Jinpachi squeezed your hand gently, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that caught you off guard. You could feel the warmth of his hand on yours, grounding you in the moment.

"You know," you murmured, stepping in closer, your voice low as you brushed a hand across his cheek. "I'm not always sassy."

He raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk. "Really? I've never seen the evidence."

"Shut up," you whispered, though you were smiling as you said it. "I'm trying to be sentimental here."

Jinpachi let out a small chuckle, but there was a tenderness in his expression that you rarely saw. He lifted his hand from your shoulder to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin in a way that made your heart skip a beat. It was such a simple gesture, yet from him, it carried so much meaning. Jinpachi was a man of few overt affections, but when he did show them, they were undeniable.

Slowly, he leaned down toward you, his movements almost cautious, as if he were afraid to break the moment. You felt your breath hitch in your throat as his face drew closer, your heart pounding in your chest. And then, with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with his usual brashness, his lips met yours.

The kiss was soft, tender-unlike the sharp-edged banter you usually exchanged. His lips were warm against yours, and for a moment, the world around you disappeared. His hand on your cheek was steady, grounding you, while your own hands found their way to the back of his neck, pulling him just a little closer.

You could feel the warmth of his body against yours, his long fingers brushing the nape of your neck as he deepened the kiss, still slow, still deliberate. It was the kind of kiss that felt like a promise.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested gently against yours, both of you breathing a little heavier than before. His hand lingered on your cheek, his thumb still softly stroking your skin. Jinpachi's glasses had slightly fogged up from the closeness, but he didn't bother adjusting them this time.

"Sucks to be us, huh?" he murmured, his voice teasing but quieter than usual, as if he were afraid to break the delicate moment.

You smiled, still catching your breath, your fingers lightly tracing the back of his neck. "Yeah. Guess we're stuck together now."

"Not the worst fate," he replied, his smirk returning but his eyes soft.

You pulled him in for another kiss, this one quicker but just as sweet, before you leaned back, a playful grin tugging at your lips. "And just so you know, that baby's going to love theater. Deal with it."

Jinpachi groaned, rolling his eyes dramatically, but there was a fondness there that you couldn't miss. "Fine. But only if you handle it. I'll take care of soccer practice."

"Deal," you said, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.

As you stood there, wrapped in his arms, you knew that whatever the future held, you would face it together.

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“CAN'T LET GO” he refused to be separated from you...

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : ryusei shidou

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, yandere!shidou, slight nsfw, reader asks for breakup

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ RYUSEI was cuddling you happily, his arm securely wrapped around your waist before he pulled you closer to him until there was no gap left between you and him. He began planting tempting kisses on your neck, smirking in delight when he earned a soft moan from you.

You weren't feeling it today. In fact, your mind was in mess. You were scared to tell Ryusei but you knew you couldn't keep this to yourself much longer. Sooner or later, this was bound to happen. The burden in your chest was too heavy for you to carry on your own.

Whatever the outcome, you were ready to face it. It might hurt you, it might break you to pieces. But how long were you supposed to keep this thought to yourself? How much longer were you willing to put up with Ryusei?

"Ryu, please." Your voice sounded too meek, full of concern. "Not now... I'm not in the mood." You admitted, gently pushing him away. Ryusei immediately apologized and hugged you lovingly instead. "Oh, love. I'm so sorry. Did I make you uncomfortable?"

Your heart was tearing to pieces as you heard the obvious worries in his voice. God, you were in dilemma. Ryusei was perfect, a perfect partner for you. Loving, caring, considerate, kind, sweet.

He might be sexually active and addicted to touching you intimately but not even once he forced you into intercourse with him. He always started it slow first, seeing your reaction to determine whether you wanted it or not or asked for your consent first.

But one thing about him that you couldn't handle anymore; his violence toward people around. 

Ryusei was way too possessive and obsessive. He didn't hesitate to raise his fist against others who glanced at you, whether it was a woman or man. He treated everyone with equal treatment. Even if they were clearly weaker than him and in disadvantage at fight, he would beat them to death.

His jealousy issue was superincumbent. People around were terrified to approach you because of his violent behavior. He was a danger to everyone else...except you.

There was one time a friend of yours was beaten up to pulp. Ryusei saw them talking to you and smiling at you. Before you knew it, you were sitting on the floor as you stared at Ryusei in horror. His tanned face stained with your friend's blood, his bloody fist mercilessly punched their face until their face was completely swollen to the point they were unrecognizable.

This led to a fallout between Ryusei and your parents. You thought he wouldn't do anything to them but alas, even your parents weren't an exception. Ryusei threatened them to not get in the way of his relationship with you or he would take you far away from the until they couldn't see you again.

To avoid more bloodshed, you agreed to Ryusei to live with him. You didn't want to lose your parents after losing all your friends. You loved Ryusei so much. He was the only partner who had treated you well, compared to your previous partner. His only flaw was his jealousy issue and his violent side that became danger to others.

Your parents had advised you many times to leave Ryusei. But your heart still belonged to him hence you were reluctant to do so. Yet, as time passed, you realized it was wiser to end the relationship before everything goes out of control.

And today might change your life forever after this. Whether for the better or for the worse, you wouldn't know unless you take a leap of faith.

"It's alright... I'm okay. It's just-"

"What's it, (Y/n)? Something on your mind?"

"Y-yes... actually I..."

"Hey, hey. Take a deep breath. Calm down and slowly tell me what's worrying you.."

Your heart was aching. Ryusei was very worried of you without knowing your true plan. Were you cruel for trying to do this to him? Was this the right move?

"Ryusei, I..."

It was time. You had to brace yourself for the outcome.

"I want to break up."

It took Ryusei a moment for him fathom your words. He stared at you in disbelief. "What?" his voice was cracking a little. Ryusei shot a look of exasperation as his gaze met with yours. However, you avoided eye contact with him, hanging your head low.

"No, no. This can't be happening. (Y/n), why? What did I do? Did I hurt you? Did I unintentionally force you before? I'm sorry if that happened! I was unaware-"

"No, you never hurt me. But you keep hurting everyone around us."

Your voice was shaking as you finally told Ryusei the reasons behind your attempt to break up. He fell into silence, his face that was clouded with anxiousness suddenly went expressionless. He raised an eyebrow, confused by your words.

"What about them? I purely intend to protect our relationship from third party. We can't let anyone ruin us... There is nothing wrong with that-"

"THERE IS! How could you not realize it?! Ryusei, you- you don't know your limits! You rough up people around so severely as if you purposefully intend to end their life—"

"Yeah, I do. That's what they got for seducing you!"

"They WEREN'T! How could you accuse them of such horrid indictment?! They were innocent! They didn't do anything to endanger our relationship!"

You got up from the couch, rubbing your face in devastation. Tears rolled down your face. You felt disappointed with his lack of empathy toward others. Ryusei stood up as well and grasped your shoulder gently. He couldn't bear seeing tears staining your face.

"Oh, love... I'm sorry. I don't mean to upset you like this."

"Stop it. You keep apologizing but you always repeat the same mistake no matter how many times I told you."

"Hey, hey. I promise from the bottom of my heart this time. I won't...get violent with people around again, okay? So please, don't leave me. Let's stay together...forever."

"No...no..."

"Hey, hey, sweetheart. Look at me."

You didnt do as he said but Ryusei pinched your chin, turning your head to face him. He was smiling warmly at you. After all the harsh words you spat at him, he still wore the same warm smile you adored so much.

Ryusei cupped your cheeks, brushing off the tears. He planted a kiss on your forehead. "I swear...I swear I won't repeat that mistake in the future." He promised before pulling you into an embrace. He rubbed small circles on your back.

Ryusei acknowledged his limit to this promise. He realized it was impossible to contain himself from lashing out but if this was the only way to convince you to stay, he was willing to make more empty promises. Although he knew he would be labelled as liar again. He didn't care. His only concern was you; he wanted you and you alone.

You couldn't do this anymore. Your heart clenched in sadness. In the end, you didn't have enough strength to leave him. You didn't want to lose all this. His warm embrace, his bright presence, his gentle touch. You wanted to stay with him.

You were aware it was impossible to leave Ryusei. Because you would always find yourself going back to him regardless what happen. You broke down in the embrace, returning the hug at last. Ryusei smirked, knowing he had won your trust back effortlessly, again.

"...you promise?"

"I promise, (Y/n). I promise... I love you so I will keep my promise to the best of my ability. For you."

"You promise to not get violent, for me?"

"Yes, my love... I promise."

His soothing voice sounded too convincing for you to depict it as mere bluff. You nodded, believing in his words and even having stronger faith in him.

"I'm really sorry for bursting out like that, Ryu..."

"Don't be. You were stressed out because people kept pressuring you. I will make sure they won't bother us again."

Ryusei wasn't offended in the slightest bit. He looked into your eyes, his bright pink gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips.

"You know...I love you so much. I love you more than anyone else. You are my first and last love." Ryusei's arms wrapped around your waist, his hand dangerously moved down to your rear.

"I want to show you how much I adore you...again and again..."

You let out a soft whimper as Ryusei once again pressed tender kisses on your neck. You didn't push him away this time. Your finger entangled in his lock, string of moans escaping your mouth as he spoiled your neck with kisses.

"I love you too, Ryu...so much. So please...never stop loving me."

Ryusei smirked in your neck when he heard the familiar submissiveness in your voice. He knew he would never lose you. He had his own ways to make you stay through the most subtle way possible. He would do anything, anything to stay with you forever.

Because he couldn't let go of you. Never.

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“CHEER UP” he will do anything to put a smile on your face

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : ryusei shidou

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, fluff, soft!ryusei

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ A BOUQUET of (f/flower) and a box of special chocolates. Ryusei was carrying them while he skipped his way to your house. He already imagined your reaction to the gifts. Especially the special chocolate for tonight. He knew you would be as exhilarated as him.

The tanned man went all the way out to dress himself fancily today. His hair was not styled in the usual away, left in natural form as he remembered how much you drooled over him with his hair down before. Pitch black compress shirt hugging his muscular physique. He had never worn like this before but apparently, according to some of your secret spicy notes he accidentally read before, anyone of any gender wearing this kind of clothing immediately made you drop down on your knees.

He wondered how would you react after seeing him.

Standing outside your entrance door, Ryusei proceeded to ring the doorbell. He waited for a good minute yet no one answered the door. Confused, he rang the doorbell for the second time. Disappointingly, nobody welcomed him in.

'Entering without their permission doesn't mean I'm breaking in. I'm just surprising them!' The soccer player thought optimistically. Unlocking the gate of the property, Ryusei casually turned the doorknob of your house. Unexpectedly, the door was unlocked. Now, he, being the caring yet obsessive boyfriend he was, felt his heart dropped.

'Did something happen to my love..?' His face darkened with murderous intent at the thought of someone harming you. Ryusei placed the bouquet and chocolates box on the kitchen counter, silently making his way upstairs to your room. You were staying home alone due to your parents travelling for work.

Now standing outside your room, Ryusei pushed open the door wider. To his relief, he saw you lying on your bed, unaware of his presence. Sobbing filled the dark room and his worry for you worsened. "(Y/n)?" He called you out softly. Shocked to hear another voice besides yours, you removed the comforter concealing your figure.

"Ryu...?" you spoke up with croaked voice. Ryusei hurried to your side and sat down on your bed. "Love, what's wrong?" He asked, gripping your shoulders. You wiped away the tears that seemed to trickle down your face continuously. His smile faltered, his eyes filled with worry never averting from your face.

Not wanting to force an answer out of you, Ryusei pulled you into a hug and rubbed small circles on your back. "There, there... I'm here for you now. Cry your heart out, alright?" He whispered into your ear. Something inside you snapped and you hugged him tightly. Your cries became louder and you wailed from the top of your lungs in the arms of your beloved boyfriend. Your shaking hands clutched the back of his black compress shirt.

Ryusei no longer felt horny like he did earlier since he just witnessed you bawling your eyes out.

'Must be one of their episodes.. It isn't a new thing to see them suddenly crying their heart out when they are alone. I should do something to cheer my love up.' Ryusei schemed a perfect plan in his head.

Ryusei broke apart from you, and then took your hands in his. You confusedly blinked your teary eyes at him. Before you knew it, you were dragged out of the bedroom to downstairs.

"R-Ryu, where are we going?"

"Somewhere fun, where sadness can't have its way with you!"

"But I'm...ugly..." You admitted, pointing out the fact you weren't as well-dressed as him right now.

"You look hella fine already, love!"

Ryusei exclaimed excitedly, making his way out of the house with you. You didn't feel like leaving the house but knowing your boyfriend, he would prohibit you being alone right now. You had no way of defying him and his enthusiasm.

After a while, you and Ryusei arrived at the Shinkansen station. You silently sat next to him while the tanned man hummed a song that sounded way too familiar for you.

Ryusei saw the tears glistening in your eyes and knew you needed comfort. With a tender gesture, he offered you one of his earphones, his fingers brushing softly with yours as you accepted.

As you and Ryusei leaned in close, the music weaved a delicate tapestry of memories, each note stirring emotions long buried. With every chord, you were transported back to moments of laughter and tenderness, ones that you shared with your only love, Ryusei. When you shifted your gaze to him, his eyes shut close as his smile decorated his handsome face.

Your heart was swelling with warmth and affection. You hooked your arms with his, holding him for dear life. A few globs of tears rolled down your face, touched by his kindness.

Several moments passed, the Shinkansen arrived at the destination. Ryusei eagerly engulfed your hand in his, then stormed out of the train.

"Ryu, slow down! I can't run as fast as you!"

"Then!"

Ryusei swiftly picked you up bridal style mid-running, then continued sprinting his way as if your weight amounted to nothingness to him. You freaked out, frightened by the speed he was running at.

"Ryu! Maybe we should ride the cab!"

"It's not that far from train station! I can manage! Plus, this is more romantic!"

"Everyone is watching-"

"Who cares! They are just jealous of us!"

Ryusei remained stubborn, refusing to listen to your suggestion. You wrapped your arms around his neck, shutting your eyes close. You could feel the wind brushing against your skin.

Once you felt as if the world had stopped turning, you parted your eyes open back. Ryusei put you down, breathing raggedly. In the end, he used out all his stamina to reach this place, the place he had been dying to show to you.

'I plan to bring them here on their birthday but..early birthday present doesn't sound so bad.' He grinned, awaiting your reaction.

You were in awe.

Your eyes widened in wonder as you beheld the scene before you. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves overhead, sending ripples dancing across the surface of the pristine lake. The water glimmered like a mirror, reflecting the lush greenery that enveloped its shores. Birds chirped melodiously in the background, adding to the symphony of nature.

"There's such place in the middle of the city..?" You exclaimed in disbelief.

Your gasp echoed in the tranquil air as you turned to your boyfriend. His eyes sparkled with anticipation as he watched you, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Fucking amazing, right? Found it by chance that one time a cab driver dumped me here since I got no money to pay. I know you abso-fucking-lutely love nature-- second to me of course."

With each step toward the lake, you felt the weight of sadness lift from your shoulders, replaced by a profound sense of serenity. As you gazed at your reflection shimmering in the crystalline waters, a wave of tranquility washed over you. The beauty of the scene seemed to seep into your soul, dispelling the clouds of doubt and worry that had plagued you earlier.

Ryusei walked beside you. Tears welled in your eyes once more, but they were no longer borne of sorrow-- it was of overwhelming joy and gratitude. You surged forward and hugged him, sobbing in his arms softly.

"Thanks... I really love this place. Thank you, Ryu."

"Anything for you, my love♡"

Ryusei kissed the top of your head, grinning from ear-to-ear. He was always the happiest man on earth when he saw you smiling and happy. You chuckled, burying your face in his toned chest.

Untangling yourself from Ryusei, your gaze fixed on his clothes. Heat spread across your cheeks upon noticing the sleeveless compress shirt he was wearing, showing perfect curves and muscles of his physique. His grin widened before he encircled your waist in his arms.

"You love it? I wear this only for you, baby."

"You are so gorgeous wearing that.."

Cupping his cheeks, you praised Ryusei from the bottom of your heart. Delighted, he smashed his lips against yours, his tongue dancing in your mouth.

"I'm glad. Now...how about we sit down and enjoy the scenery? Take all the time you need to stay here."

"Okay!"

Feeling energetic again, you grabbed his hand and led Ryusei to a bench nearby. Without you knowing, a smirk curved on the man's lips as a naughty idea struck him.

'Now we can recreate that spicy scene we saw in that one movie. Surrounded by nature, their favourite thing, and doing my favourite thing at the same time. A win-win for us surely♡'

He couldn't wait to show you his next spontaneous surprise.

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