When He‘s A 10

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"i'm getting this morphine one way or another" ...☠️

Well...

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˚ʚOrdering fast food after pound down.ɞ˚

˚ʚSae Itoshi x Readerɞ˚

Sae was already annoyed.

Ordering fast food was bad enough. Ordering it from an app—where he had to look at the menu, select items, and willingly place an order for food he despised? That was an entirely different level of suffering.

All because you refused to leave the bed after he’d thoroughly ruined you.

"You're the one who wrecked me," you’d whined dramatically, starfished across the sheets like a satisfied cat. "You deal with the consequences."

So here he was, running on post-nut patience, glaring at the app like it had personally wronged him before begrudgingly completing the order.

Now, the bag sat in your lap while you happily munched away, kicking your feet, completely unbothered. Meanwhile, Sae sat beside you, shirtless, arms crossed, wondering where he went wrong in life.

Just as you reached for your fries, his hand darted out, smacking yours away.

You gasped, clutching your chest like he had personally offended you. “Excuse me?”

Sae didn’t even look at you. “Eat the burger.”

You tried again. Another swat.

Oh. Oh, he wanted to play.

Your eye twitched. You dramatically flopped onto his lap, sighing like the weight of the world was on your shoulders. “I knew you were a hater, but this? This is low, Sae.”

“Get off me.”

“First, you manhandle me for an hour straight,” you continued, completely ignoring him, “then, when I’m weak and helpless—”

“You were screaming like a damn brat ten minutes ago—”

“—you refuse to let me eat in peace.” You turned, batting your lashes at him. “Do you want me to starve?”

Sae pinched the bridge of his nose. “I hate you.”

You gasped, hand over your chest. “You love me.”

“No, I really don’t.”

You smirked, shifting just enough to press your lips against his ear, voice dropping to a whisper.

“If you don’t let me eat my fries, you’re never hitting again.”

Sae froze.

Slowly, he turned, expression blank, but you could see the irritation in his eyes. “You’re bluffing.”

You tilted your head innocently. “Wanna risk it?”

Tension filled the air.

Then, with the biggest, most dramatic sigh of defeat, Sae grabbed a single fry and shoved it at your lips, looking like he wanted to die.

“There.” His voice was as flat as his patience. “Eat it. Choke on it, for all I care.”

You took an exaggerated bite, humming obnoxiously. “Mmm. Tastes like victory.”

Sae ran his hand down his face, exhausted in more ways than one. “I’m never ordering this shit again.”

You giggled, happily munching away. “Yes, you will.”

Actually think this may be one of the best official Wakui arts. Just the S62 all hanging out together, Ran messing around with Rindou (in such a big brother way too), so many of them happily grinning, Izana's peaceful smile, it's just such a good art.

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lately, rin’s been finding it exceptionally difficult to act like he’s not madly in love with you.

he tries his best to hold it in, to not let the years of longing seep out in his words and the way he treats you. but you— so oblivious, blind, unaware of the effect you have on him— just never makes it easy. you’re so affectionate that it drives him insane, you’re so affectionate with him that his mind starts to blur the line between being your best friend and something more. maybe it’s simply because he’s touch deprived, or maybe it’s another thing, but when your arms wrap behind his neck to pull him in for a hug, his mind blanks. 

except, for one thought: how badly he wants to be something more to you. 

especially now, when you’re laying beside him, limbs intertwined with his own as you cuddle up against his side. hugs between best friends are normal, that, he’s aware of. but this isn’t— this is all too much for being just best friends. the way your face is buried in his neck, hands laying casually on his chest, and the way his arms hang around your waist, hands dipping dangerously low. it’s not normal, but the two of you sure act like it is. 

it doesn’t help that when you’re in his arms, his mind always wanders off to thoughts of what it would be like to be officially yours (though, he’s been unofficially yours since the day he met you.) he always starts to wonder what it would feel like to be able to hug you and kiss you freely, the way he wants, and say what he could never say to you. to know you in a way he doesn’t know you, right now. it’s a dangerous place for his mind to wander into, because it makes him want to spill. to confess. 

and as your hands start to trail across his chest, fingers idly drawing a line up and up, until you’re tracing his collarbones and then the line of his jaw delicately— rin has to force his eyes shut. it takes everything in him to calm the way his mind starts to blank, yet go into overdrive, all at the same time. alternating between a state of not being able to think, to thinking too much. 

he’s glad you can’t see him, not in the state that he’s in right now. ears and cheeks flaring in bright red, brows tightly pinched together, and absolutely gritting his teeth that it’s almost painful. the look of pure restraint. but he’s sure you can feel him, the way his skin burns underneath your finger, the way his jaw tightens up, and the way his pulse quickens in the joint between his neck and jaw. you could probably feel the way his grip tightens ever so slightly, and his chest starting to rise and fall at a ragged pace, matching his erratic heartbeat, too.

it’s no surprise that you’re able to tell almost immediately, sweetly asking, “something on your mind, rin?” yet, it catches him off guard. he barely processes your words, still trying to yank himself out of his never-ending thoughts. “you’re extra tense today,” you say against the skin of his neck, and he barely hears that too.  

rin lets out a shaky, almost inaudible breath. he’s about to shrug it off, to tell you, “it’s nothing,” and then spend the remainder of the time fighting his urges. the words are about to roll off his tongue, the same way he’d practiced over and over, throughout the years. he’s so close to denying himself of his feelings again.

but then, he freezes. 

he feels the way your finger leaves its spot from his jaw, going even further up— something you had never done before— until your index is ghosting over the line of his bottom lip. “come on, you can tell me.” you trace the curve agonizingly slow as you speak, and it tickles, but somehow feels oddly euphoric. tempting him. “i’m your best friend, aren’t i?” 

he picks up the tone in your voice; so innocent sounding, yet so cunning, that makes him feel like he's fallen right into your trap. like you'd been waiting for this moment, all along. testing him, pushing his limits, waiting for him to snap.

had this been your plan all along?

your voice, as you say best friend, lingers; the word echoes in his mind, repeating until your voice eventually fades into nothing.

and he does— he snaps.

one of his hands leaves the comfort of your waist, flying up to grip onto your wrist like it’s the only thing tying him down to his sanity. but he’s long gone, and thoughts of preserving whatever type of friendship this was was no longer at the forefront of his mind. just you, him, and more of you. 

for a second, a reasoning thought does flash across his mind— you can’t go back from this, rin— right as he yanks you up by the wrist, forcing you to face him. but the thought disappears as quickly as it came, and is erased with the image of you peering down at him, and he forces down a gulp. he doesn’t miss the look of surprise that swirls in your irises, but it’s even harder to miss the look of satisfaction? that darkens in your eyes. 

he's breathing heavily, staring into your eyes, and he's sure there's a crazed look in his, the exact reaction you wanted, from the way your lips curl at the sight of him.

"go on," you egg him on.

and it works. he pulls you down, roughly at that, until his lips are mere millimeters away from yours.

“i don't want to be your best friend. i’m sick of pretending,” rin whispers lowly against your lips, trying to speak through his clenched jaw, voice audibly restrained and teetering on the line of desperation, “that i don't want more from you.”

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kazutora and mikey content... i used to pray for times like this🙏

#i don't know how to start the first chapter

one day I’ll finally write that ridiculously elaborate fanfiction that I’ve been carefully constructing in my daydreams for months and then you’ll be sorry. you’ll all be sorry.

full bllk timelines for anyone who needs it:

- nov 20: bllk entrance day (tuesday)

- dec 20: team z finishes first selection (thursday)

- dec 30: start of second selection (sunday)

- jan 6: isagi + red team completes second selection (sunday)

- jan 30: end of the second selection (wednesday)

- feb 27: u20 japan match (wednesday)

- mar 10: start of nel (sunday)

- mar 20: 1st and 2nd nel matches (barcha vs bm, pxg vs ubers) (wednesday)

- march 30: 3rd and 4th nel matches (manshine vs bm, barcha vs ubers) (saturday)

- april 9: 5th and 6th nel matches (ubers vs bm, pxg vs manshine) (tuesday)

- april 19: 7th and 8th nel matches (pxg vs barcha, manshine vs ubers) (friday)

- april 29: 9th and 10th nel matches (pxg vs bm, barcha vs manshine) (nagi elimination date) (last day of the nel) (monday)

- april 30: current day in chapter 301, blue lock parade (tuesday)

nov 20 - dec 20: first selection

dec 21 - dec 30: ten day training in preparation for the second selection

dec 30 - jan 30: second selection

jan 30 - feb 26: third selection, preparations for the u20 japan match

feb 28 - mar 9: blue lock break in celebration of the successful u20 match

mar 10 - april 29: neo egoist league

*nel match days are ten days apart, with two matches every ten days.

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may 23 - june 15: irl 2019 (bllk takes place in 2018-2019) u20 world cup time frame. this isn’t confirmed, and likely won’t be the actual days for the u20 world cup in bllk. in chapter 301, which takes place on april 30 from the math, it is stated that there are 50 days until the u20 world cup. 50 days from april 30 is june 19, so the bllk date for the u20 wc probably won’t add up to the official 2019 wc date irl.