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Wanted to try and have a go with these, apologies if any have been made already
B.A.S by Megan thee stallion ft. Kyle Richh seems like the perfect song prompt for an otoya x reader or a Oliver x reader where the reader is a cheater too and Otoya/Oliver don't know what to do cause they do the same thing and probably did it first
If someone writes this, please tag me so I can read it 🙏
they are!
Hope they're identifiable just by their eyes
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HEEEYYYYYYY, How y'all doing? I thought I make a post about my current WIPs! I just recently got into BlueLock and will start writing fics for that fandom. (Each title will link to the fic, if you'd like to read it!)
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This is my next release due to popularity! I've written a good chonk of this. I am still working on the smut and hoping to release this next week! (LOOOOOOSSEEE ESTIMATION :3
◦•●◉✿ 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫- 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐) ✿◉●•◦
I just started part 2 not too long ago! I have most of the plot worked out as well! This also will have smut in it so it will take longer than Fluff would. I'd say this will be released in the next two weeks. (ONCE AGAIN LOOSE ESTIMATE lol)
◦•●◉✿ 𝕆𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔸𝕚𝕜𝕦 𝕩 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 - ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕄𝕀ℕ𝕀 𝕊𝔼ℝ𝕀𝔼𝕊!! ✿◉●•◦
Y'all don't be mad... this is why i've been slacking... I came up with an insane idea for a fic with Oliver from Bluelock.... I couldn't resist.... Both reader and Oliver are not shit (both whores and need jail time)! They are playing a game of who will break who's heart first and reader is no better than a man. Oliver has met his match.... unfortunately lmao
◦•●◉✿ 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚛. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝- 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟽 ✿◉●•◦
I just released part 6 yesterday! Mama, I have not started part 7 lmaooo
Requests are open! But I may not get to them right away! Thanks for reading!
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➤ So, *rubs hands together* many people have wondered why Sae carries his jacket instead of putting it on. At first glance, you can see that it probably has to do with fashion and posing. Sae does it often, probably because it looks cool and stands out (because he likes to be special lol✨️).
➤ But my theory issss: In this context it looks like Sae doesn't want to wear the jacket printed with the Japanese U-20 logo because he doesn't want to be associated with it. Aiku and Shidou wear the jacket, for example, compared to Sae (Aiku wears it the neatest of the three, probably because he cares a lot about his team). Like, Sae's always gotta be different😭 All the Blue Lock boys wear their jacket normally. Aiku wears it normally, Shidou wears it... hmm... semi-normally (but he always looks chaotic, so this is not really different lol) 🧥✨️📸
none of my other aiku drawings have been able to do this man justice 💔
quick basic aiku portrait yurr
i need him animated immediately please
another one of your roommate’s hookups is drinking your oat milk.
he eyes you appreciatively, his eyes tracking your legs, covered only by a low-slung pair of sleep shorts, up to where your tank top bares your shoulders and little clavicle divot. you frown at him and slam the cabinet shut so he jumps a little and sloshes coffee over the rim of his mug.
“hey,” he says, “i’m oliver.” when you don’t say anything, he continues: “i’m a friend of himari.”
you snort. friend. he still has her lipstick print on his neck. he’s still looking at you expectantly with a pair of long-lashed heterochromatic eyes so startling they’re almost beautiful, so you take pity and tell him your name.
“you’re up early. i heard you guys come in pretty late last night.”
“ah, yeah,” he scratches the back of his neck, a sheepish gesture, but he somehow doesn’t look shy at all. maybe because you can tell that he’s flexing as he does it. “sorry about that.”
“eh,” you shrug it off, “i was up anyway. cramming, you know.”
you were reading romance manga, but he doesn’t need to know that.
“oh, so you’re a student! i bet you could teach me some things, then.” you turn your back to sit at the kitchen island and try not to let him see you smiling at his total corniness before you sit facing him. he’s so blatant it flips the corner back to endearing. “i play pro football. i’m used to getting up early for practice.”
and to leave before my hookups wake up, you read between the lines.
“cool.” it is, actually.
you’re leaning across the island with your elbows propping you up, not noticing how focused you are on the bob of his throat as he finishes up his coffee. you flutter your lashes, eyes wide as he crosses his arms and does the same, bent at the waist so you’re almost nose to nose, bridging the countertop.
“right! so i was thinking i could give you—“
“is it supposed to look like that?” you blurt, brain momentarily overwhelmed by the minty smell of his breath and the way you can almost feel his lips against yours. he backs up slightly, more than half an inch between you now.
“what?” he has a bemused half-smile on, like he thinks he should be turned off by your bedhead and bluntness but is too intrigued to care.
“your beard. is it supposed to be shaped like that?”
he blinks.
“what is it shaped like? is it bad?” he scrubs a hand over the facial hair in question, suddenly looking so concerned you almost feel bad. it was a genuine question.
you don’t normally go for guys with beards, but he really is good-looking under all the rakishness.
“it’s not bad,” you shrug. “you look kind of like a dog. scruffy. in a good way.”
“that doesn’t sound like it’s in a good way,” he says, aggrieved. “it’s supposed to be handsome. mature.”
that rips a laugh from you. “it’s definitely not giving that.” he makes a noise that almost sounds like a sob. you wonder if all football players are this dramatic.
your roommate chooses that moment to start making waking-up noises from the room oliver left open, and he glances at you with panicky eyes. they’re almost hypnotic as his gaze darts between you and the door.
“better get going,” you laugh. “see you on the sports channel, maybe.”
he whips around, stuffing a pair of keys in his pocket and heading for the exit. he turns around with his hand on the knob, pointing at you.
“come see a game in person. i’ll tell ‘em to let the prettiest girl in for free.”
I beg your finest pardon.....?
Oliver Aiku without his stubble
Edit by me
He looks bit weird for some reason i can't put my finger on it....😭😭😭
Oliver Aiku has a droopy eyelid.
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This is just a headcanon, but it makes so much sense for me. I’ll attach a pic at the end, but he pulls that face one too many times so I’m calling it.
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It’s always his left green eye too. Whenever he relaxes his face or is preoccupied with something, that eyelid of his gradually begins to lower into being half open. (Sometimes it makes me feel as though he got one identical eye from both parents, shape and color included.)
Oliver wasn’t aware of his droopy eye as it wasn’t entirely noticeable until his former junior high coach brought it to his attention.
“Now son, I don’t think it’s affecting your performance on the field. You’re still our best defender and have an innate talent for dropping advances from your opponents,” His coach started off, “I just think it might be best to let your parents know in case this will become something of a problem later on.”
Pfft, it’s not like he was infected with a disease. Oliver did ask his mother about it, and she claimed she had always known about his little droopy eye tendencies. However, it never caused harm so what was the reason to point it out? Oliver then brought it up to his friends the next time he saw them. They looked at his face and all shared a moment of silence.
“Oh, your eyes are opening at different heights. Adds to your aura I guess.” On of them said simply. And that was that.
You, his current fling (though he told you yall were serious, don’t believe this hoe of a man) a few years later, however, find his eyes captivating. Always one to compliment on their different colors, Oliver noticed how much you adored his droopy eye too.
It did lead to some cute moments though.
Like that one time he was watching a play back of his latest soccer game on his phone when you came waltzing through the door to his room. Oliver mumbled out a small, “hey, baby.” In acknowledgement. His eyes never left the screen. You sat down in front of him and took in his features, noting his eyes.
“Your eyes make it seem as though you’re tired, but the rest of your face looks as intense as ever.” You chuckle. Oliver snapped up to look at you, confusion doting his features. Ah, the eye, he assumed.
A slanted smirk that matched his scraggly beard made itself known before he spoke, “You make it seem as though you’re not my favorite thing to look at.” You roll your eyes before advancing upon his lap to give him a soft kiss.
Your favorite memory of his face though, and the primary reason why you like his eyes so much, is because it adds so much character to his face at the wrong time.
It was a semi-formal ceremony for Japan’s U-20 team before the start of the season. Oliver stood a little ways away from you, his personal invite, calmly surveying the team. Before you could make your way over to be by his side once more, a commotion broke out on the other side of the room.
Sendou voice could be heard along with the shriek of a lady. Squinting, you could see a young woman-probably some upstarting model-wearing a gorgeous grey dress with a splash of purple running from her chest to her lower abdomen. Sendou was cowering beside her, with one hand in his hair and the other holding an empty cup.
Oh. Just as the realization of what had occurred hit you, the damsel strutted through the exit with great fervor . Sendou stood frozen as though he was bit by a poisonous snake. You grimaced at the sight. You turn to your right, and a pair of blue and green eyes meet your gaze. You take a moment, then start chuckling. A chuckle turns into a laugh, and you have to hide your mouth behind your hands while Oliver makes his way over to you.
“Might I ask what’s so funny lil miss? Poor Sendou over there just ruined the mood, that chick’s dress, and his shot at getting laid tonight.” Oliver inquired with faux malice lining his voice, a playful grinning coming on.
“Your face.” You huff out. He blinks at you. Huh? He looks the same as when you first turned to him. A look of confusion and boyish charm is all that stands before you. Totally did not match the vibe, well at least before Sendou ruined it.
Seriously who wouldn’t find this cute face a little silly
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My unloyal hubby smh
HOLY SHIT OLIVER FAN ART *foams out my mouth*
THE green guys (+ experimented with lasso fill and cel shading)
I love my sillies
This is my first (?) oc x canon art or at least second and I love it sm ♡(*´ω｀*)
Hello Oliver Kitty and Hello Shuji Kitty!
— bllk boys reaction to you pranking them with nudes/revealing picture and telling them it wasn't meant for them. part 2.
nsfw words used. slight ooc remarks but it's just for fun | all characters are 18 or above here.
part 1 , masterlist.
—blue lock boys! reaction to reader simping over their newest photoshoot/modeling advertisment. part 1 :)
warning : suggestive themes. blue lock x reader!
help there are few spelling mistakes 😭, like in reo’s, you're should be your, and for aiku I wrote aiko. masterlist