๐ด๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐' ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐.๐! (Pt.2) (pt.3)
๐'๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐'๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ถ๐บ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ :๐.
I WANT TO WRITE SOMETHING BUT I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING, I'M ACTUALLY TWEAKING OUT BECAUSE I JUST GOT BACK INTO 2 ANIMES WITH HELLA WRITABLE CHARACTERS
๐ด๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐' ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐.๐! (Pt.3) (pt.1)
IM NOT SURE IF UR DOING BLUE LOCK BUT CAN U DO A SHORT OR LONG FANFIC (your choice of how long or short it can be) ABT ISAGI WITH A SPORT PHOTOGRAPHER READER WHOS OBSESSED WITH SOCCER BECAUSE THEY USED TO PLAY SOCCER BUT QUIT SINCE OF INJURIES AND MONEY ISSUES??
OH MY GOSH YOU'RE MY FIRST REQUEST THANK YOU! ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
But yeah definitely I hope I don't disappoint ๐ตโ๐ซ
Smile for the camera!
Syn: A sports photographer has their sights on a certain blue eyed player
Pairs: !former soccer player Y/N x Yoichi Isagi
A/N: Its kinda scrappy but I have been writing as much anymore so yeah sorry. Other than I hope you enjoy it.
NOT PROOFREAD
If there's one thing you would haven't wanted to be imprinted on your grave it'd probably best soccer player in the world. We'll maybe not that far but you were pretty good, good enough to go pro. Well, you were. I mean you could kick a ball for several yards and run across a field with enough speed to dust the enemy team and your team, but those days are over.
Even though your soccer career was over your love for soccer wasn't going anywhere. In fact, it's growing. If you couldn't be on the field playing you could do the next best thing, you could document everything! Specifically, through photography.
So, there you are sitting in the front of the stadium with your overly expensive camera turned on and ready to capture everything. Suddenly everything gets quiet, did you miss something? Did someone hurt? The stadium erupted with screams of excitement as the screen read BLUELOCK.
All of the athletes enter the stadium onto the field and you practically jump out of your seat to capture everything on your camera. Player after player, Meguru Bachira, Seishiro Nagi, Eita Otoya.... Rin itoshi... Man, that dude irritates you. I mean he's cool and all but he doesn't change he performs great every match.
However it's that one wild card that has the stadium quiet, Yoichi Isagi you know that one dude on the field that you're like "oh I know him, he's that one dude" but despite public opinion you thought he was pretty cool. If you were going to record the media of the game, you'd have to be unbiased.
But gosh he was such a rare specimen. So underrated yet so impressive. Look at him; confidently walking across that field. Head up high, taking huge steps, large breaths and an undying fire in his eye. Yup that's him in the flesh alright. Yoichi Isagi was right before you, and ready to play for your amusement.
As the match started it was just as anticipating as you had hoped, kicks, jump, tricks, stuff you were all far fat to accustomed to. Well, used to. Things are different now, you just have to adjust accordingly. I mean it's not all that bad! Just imagine what life would've been like if you never got hurt! It would've been great... If you had the money...
SCORE!!! 0-1
Shit! You just missed the damn goal because you're fantasizing of things you have had a chance of doing! Wait 0-1? The other team scored? Bluelock is losing?
You redirect your attention back to the players, their bodies already glistening with sweat so gracefully under the stadium lights. Wow they look good in those skintight suits and those nice velvety jerseys and of course, he stood out like a sore thumb.
That crazed and passionate look in his eyes it just drove you crazy. FOCUS, record the stupid match! You only have one job so do it well. You focus your camera back onto the field, catching both teams into frame and getting close ups on each member, their skill, their body, their face... Wait.
The match continued like normal with bluelock making their eventual comeback. Top scorer, Rin itoshi and 15 minutes left on the clock. Oh well, it's just going to be another one of those boring matches, same line up with Rin at the top.
You set your camera back up unenthusiastically and kept watching the field the ball was flying across the field at speeds you didn't even know was possible. Oh shit was the enemy team actually about to score!? That's all you could understand after it happened.
There he was, in a trance with those swirly eyes. Rushing past all of his teammates, saving the ball and scoring all by himself. Yup that's right, that's Yoichi Isagi your golden ticket.
After the match was over the score was 5-3 Bluelock won with a prideful stance. Yoichi Isagi was alone! Perfect! This is the perfect time for you to give him this photo you caught of him! But what if he thinks it's creepy or he thinks you're creepy!?
"Hey, are you good there?"
"huh!?" You jump out of your trance at the sound of a voice, his voice.
He shifts his eyes to the photograph in your hand.
"Oh, are you a fan? Do you want me to sign your photograph?"
You stupidly mumble a response. "I- No. I- wan-wan't you to keep it.."
"Oh, wow you took this? I actually look half decent in it. Thank you"
His smile was radiant a sun of light compared to your gloomy clouds. He was so gentle and kind. He took the picture and happily placed it in his pocket, making sure to keep it in a position that would damage the photo as he walked.
You were so panicked and nervous by meeting your idol up close and as he started to make his leave you quickly blurted out.
"I used to play soccer too!"
What. Did he ask? Why would he even c-
"No way, really? Why'd ya stop?" He walked back towards you with a new founded interest.
"I got in an accident so I just moved into my backup; Photography"
He smiled and waved the picture around in the air. "Well you're really good at it!"
Your face grew red and you stuttered out a thank you. He smiled even wider and stuck his hand out happily.
"I'm sure you already know but I'm Yoichi Isagi and you?"
Of course you already knew you've been stalking this guy ever since your accident.
"Y/N"
"Well, thank you Y/N the picture is beautiful. And so are you"
Coming in hot aren't we? Why the fuck did he say that. Why the fuck did I say that? You both kinda just stand there for a moment before smiling and laughing. You can't believe it, you're talking to your idol like you guys are best friends.
"Y/N was it? I gotta go soon, my team is waiting on me so I'll talk to you later"
He pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket and writes his number on the paper before briefly handing it to you.
"It was great meeting you Y/N! Bye! Have a good day!"
And just like that he was gone, but you were still there holding his number in your hand like a sacred object. (It kinda was.) Not like it mattered you already knew what you were doing when you got home.
Sorry for the rushed ending, ๐ I just wanted to get this out but it was a lot of fun writing definitely would do something like this in the future.
Yeah basically just a whole bunch of dudes from bluelock.
Specifically Yoichi Isagi, Meguru Bachira, and Seishiro Nagi
(also I'm sorry for disappearing idk what to write and I have no motivation to work on my drafts๐ญ)
HOLY THAT WAS SO GOODDD THANK U SO MUCH FOR DOING MY REQUEST!!
LMAOOO RELAX ITS NOT A BIG DEAL
THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING I WAS OUT OF IDEAS๐ญ๐ญ๐ค๐
Sitting in Vulcan's workshop watching him from afar as he begins to work on his newest invention. He turns to you with a face that didn't match his gaze.
"Hey, Vulcan~" you said. He got up from his chair and made a quick stride to you his arms wrapping around your waist and finding deep comfort in each roll, crevice and imperfection. His muscular arms tensed and untensed instantly. You can feel his muscles ease at your touch as his frame shadowed yours.
"Perfect timing, love"
"For what?"
Perfect timing for you to see his latest invention in act, you see it's purpose isn't to protect or attack. No, it's main purpose is to watch. To watch you get folded in half and stuffed full with Vulcan's long girthy and being cock. It just sat there as it's master did Lord knows what with the mysterious lady.
It lifelessly took note of every detail, the sounds your sloppy cunt made every time his fat cock and balls smacked your tiny frame, the way various fluids slivered down your bodies. The way Vulcan's eyes glowed with something indescribable
Does this count as exhibitionism?
Eh who cares. Whatever it is, Vulcan has taken quite the liking to it.
(๐๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐)
There's just something so lethal about satoru and his mindset about you when at the head of his clan. Now sure this can be changed by other fics you may read. But I can just imagine you not being the most ideal match up for satoru but him loving you so much. One day you couldn't bear the comments coming from them and you decided that it was now time to say something to Satoru. As soon as he heard all hell broke loose. He already didn't like his clan and absolutely HATED how they viewed his decision of picking you to be his wife. However when he found out they said stuff behind your back and his back? It was terrible... Satoru went there and looked over them with eyes blinded by hatred and bloodlust. "My wife." The higher ups shared a look of interest "Are you proposing a divorce, so soon? Well it's understandable-" Another higher up nodded. "She wasn't all that m-" And just like that the head of a higher up rolled across the floor leaving a crimson trail behind it. He stood straight and looked down at the rest. "My wife had told me that you guys have been talking about her behind my back. Is that true? Doesn't really matter, you'll die anyway" "yes... " His eyes widen and stare directly at the higher up. "We don't think she's a good fit for you at all, we did it to make her catch the hint that she's not welcomed. When that didn't work we had to improvise more direct messages" Satoru didn't say anything. He just walked towards the older man that sat in front of him and lowered himself to his level. "You do not decide anything for me. And if your improvised messages involve laying a finger on my wife..." "We have, but she's... Persistent"
A loud Thud can be heard so you find yourself wandering downstairs to find your husband. Your head peaks through the door and sees the terrifying scene ahead of you. Satoru, just standing in the middle of a room filled with bodies. People mutilated beyond comprehension. Some people are still barely alive and dying by blood loss. And others... Had some parts of their body somewhere else inside the red room. All you knew was that your husband was responsible.
"Toru?"
He turns around and walks towards you with haste. Right as you're about to run and he grabs you and hugs you. Planting tiny kisses on your temple. "toru, what did you do..." He stared blankly in the direction opposite to the room "What I should've done years ago."
A/n: I went too far lol it was just supposed to be paragraph lol๐ญ
omg is the smau you got hooked on the college smau where's its like all commented bc that one issss solo goood
Maybe, it's where toji is like a basketball coach or something and Choso is like an artist. All I know is that I'm hooked๐ I'll reblog it so you guys can read it too
So about that smau I was talking about earlier, while I do have some ideas I feel like they're going to be too similar to other creators so I'd like your suggestions.
And just in case you haven't seen the poll it has to be a JJK AU. I guess I'll just check if I find an idea I like.
Bye ๐ค๐
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