➤ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 ⸻ an 18-year-old with a lot of offline friends, zero online ones, and a parental control that only just got lifted somehow decides that the best use of his newfound internet freedom is to dm a complete stranger at 10pm on a saturday because his page looked cool. that stranger, unfortunately, is michael kaiser - footballer, 1.2 million followers, professional at not caring about people - who is operating under the deeply incorrect assumption that he will simply not get attached to this. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ michael kaiser x male﹗reader ⓘ bllk ✎ muneyuki kaneshiro ⓘ sweet heart & [m.name] ✎ linliinie

❝𝗠𝗘? 𝗡𝗢, 𝗜'𝗠 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗨𝗟𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗬 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚.❞ ― Jack of all trades, master of none-unfortunately, that was you. Being a child who 'went with the flow' since birth, one that often idled through many things in life, turning into such a person would be the obvious outcome. When you receive an unexpected invitation to join a program called 'Blue Lock', you decide that you might as well add to the growing list of things you continued to be mediocre at. ↳ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙢 - - → Various! blue lock x male! reader Note that this story has a TON of perspective changes. It can go from your perspective to ANOTHER character's perspective and not only that, it can go from 2nd person to 3rd person randomly. I SWEAR that it's to a reasonable amount. Thank u for understanding!

𝚈𝙾𝚄 have always been an apathetic boy, nothing could ever get your blood boiling and pumping until you tried this sport. 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼, your presence is salvation, a taste of heaven itself. 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚈𝙾𝚄 be able to deal with obsession and your growing career ? ˢᵘⁿᵈᵃʸ ⁱⁿˢᵖⁱʳᵉᵈ!ᴹᵃˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˣ ʸᵃⁿ!ᵇˡˡᵏ, ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ⁱˢ ᵐˡᵐ ˢᵒ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒʳᵗ.

"I don't do makeovers. I do Awakenings." To the world, they are elite strikers. To [M/N], the legendary curator of The Archive, they are just "potatoes"-unpolished, unrefined, and dressed in tragic polyester. When the perfectionist stylist is brought in to sharpen the aesthetic of Blue Lock, he doesn't just change their clothes; he weaponizes their Egos. From Bachira's Harajuku chaos to Rin's Ethereal Brutalism, [M/N] demands excellence in every stitch. But while the players are his students, the Master Strikers-Noel Noa, Chris Prince, Julian Loki, Lavinho, and Jinpachi Ego -are his peers. And they've decided that the only thing more desirable than a World Cup trophy is [M/N]'s undivided attention.

M/N L/N is an eighteen-year-old student currently fighting for his life against Advanced Calculus. He doesn't know what a "striker" is, and he definitely doesn't care about "egoism." But after one sleep-deprived text telling a stranger his "brain is rotting," the elite players of Blue Lock don't see a grumpy student-they see a God. Now, thirty-six world-class athletes have turned M/N's inbox into a "Sanctuary." To them, his blunt insults are transcendental wisdom. To M/N, they are a collective migraine that won't stop buzzing. The Mission: Pass the midterm. The Obstacle: A group chat of geniuses who think a C-minus is a "holy war." "I am literally just trying to graduate. Leave me alone." - M/N

𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙤!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝗕𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙾𝚑, 𝚢𝚎𝚊! ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬!! ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤 - 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐁𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭 - 𝐍𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 (𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫)

#    ( ≧ ▽ ≦) / KAISER IMPACT ▸ BLUE LOCK / YANDERE ANGEL EYES , A TALE OF TRAGEDY ꨄ tw ; yandere behaviour , murder , unsettling themes , mental disorders , school au , slow updates , sadist mentions , masochist mentions , smut , mentions of drugs , mentions of kidnapping , ooc

[M/N] [L/N] was Re Al's poster boy - softspoken, elegant, graceful and a gentle smile that's ever-present. A carefully curated facade to please the thousands and from a distance he played that role perfectly, sharp words wrapped in a soft silk that makes you yearn for more until your head is filled to the brim with it. Those who come close to getting cut see the restless look in his eyes, unrelenting and barely restrained, seeking a worthy challenge that will never come, what fun is there if you win every match? The Blue Lock project seemed to catch his eye, providing the challenge that he always looked for. However, this would only be unravelling of his facade and the birth of a new ego. - Crossposted on Quotev

❝𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘, 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘. '𝗜'𝗟𝗟 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡,' 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗬 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗗.❞ ─── (𝘯.) 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 ━━━━ (𝗬/𝗡) ​(L/N) has spent his entire life being a shadow. Moving from Germany to Japan, from France to Spain, he was never a permanent fixture-just a fleeting "Blueprint" in the lives of the world's most dangerous players. To Michael Kaiser, he was the "Blue Rose" that shared his trash-heap origins. To the Itoshi brothers, he was the childhood peacekeeper who brushed his hair in their living room. To Hiori and Karasu, he was the only one who understood the "game" behind the game. ​Now, those shadows have all converged in one place: The Blue Lock Project. ​(Y/N) enters the facility with a shy smile, a messy head of hair, and a habit of giving his food away to anyone who looks hungry. To the newcomers like Yoichi Isagi, he's the "Heart" of the team-a sweet, vulnerable boy who needs protecting. But to his childhood friends, (Y/N) is a walking detonator. They know the truth: under that nervous exterior lies a tactical mind so cold it rivals Ego Jinpachi's, and a "Blueprint" that can turn any player into a god-or a wreck. ​As the selection narrows, the boundaries between "friendship" and "possession" begin to blur. ​Rin wants to destroy his sweetness. Kaiser wants to cage his magic. Sae wants to reclaim his shadow. And Isagi? Isagi just wants to devour the light (Y/N) gives off so freely. ​Caught in a web of yandere obsessions and high-stakes egoism, (Y/N) must decide: will he remain the slubberdegullion who starves for others? Or will he finally realize that in a world of monsters, the only way to survive is to become the one holding the ball?