'R U MINE?' is a collection of headcannons, drabbles, and oneshots for blue lock by misaemores.
each chapter will have its own content warnings, so please read them carefully!
while this collection only contains fluff and angst, there may be trigge...
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there's something about madrid that makes you want to keep coming back.
you're not quite sure if it's their pretty sunsets, their attractive and delicious food, their hospitable people, or the fact that your madrid-inspired art pieces rack up tons of money compared to other sites.
what an avaricious being you are.
but when you think about it, you're not really sure as to why your obsession with madrid came along.
well, that is until you met itoshi sae.
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brain... please cooperate with me.
you sit in an art filled room, sulking just because you were suddenly hit with an artist's block in the middle of painting, preventing you from finishing your piece.
please please please please this is due this weekend please fucking cooperate with me.
with a groan, you slam the door open of your studio and stomp to the living room. opening the tv and going through several channels, you start to get more frustrated as none of them interest you. until a soccer match appears on the screen.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAND WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT?! AN INCREDIBLE PASS FROM ITOSHI SAE TO LEONARDO LUNA- OH LOOK AT THAT APPROACHING THE GOAL- OH NO HE'S SURROUNDED BUT HE PREVAILS! WILL HE SCORE OR WILL HE PASS?! LET'S SEE- HE LOOKS LIKE HE WANTS TO PASS TO– NEVERMIND! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HE'S GOING TO SHOOT. WILL HE MAKE THE GOAL?!"
your leg starts to unconsciously bounce up and down as you scoot over to the edge of your couch, nervous yet excited.
please please if you get a goal im going to force myself to finish the painting.
you chant in your head, praying to the soccer gods to grant your wish.
"HERE HE COMES LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WEAVING THROUGH HIS OPPONENTS LIKE THEY'RE NOTHING! HERE HE COMES– HE SHOOTS–"
PLEASE JUST FUCKING MAKE THE GOAL
"i thought i told you to stop staying up late."
you hear a voice say as the tv shuts off.
there he is. the man of the hour, standing in front of you.
an itoshi sae.
the itoshi sae.
your itoshi sae.
and most importantly,
the reason why you keep coming back to madrid.
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