9 Bookmarked Items in fics i'll never ever close
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The shared home of three young adults, all busy with education and work, you’d think it would be in more disarray. But it was tidy, for the most part anyway. The odd stain in the rug, grease spatter in the kitchen that didn’t get wiped off the backsplash, dirty dishes piled in the sink, and small piles of clutter here and there. But the laundry was done, clothes put away, beds made, kitchen counter fairly clear, table ready to set, even their shoes were neatly tucked away.
Living with people that don’t really see the mess around them forced one of them to end up doing a lot of the minor tidying, and tasking the other two with tidying as needed to keep everything in order. They had learned from experience that it’s easy to let the house fall into disaster in a short timeframe, even just a week sometimes.
“Bachira,” Yoichi called, “could you take out the trash?”
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- Part 1 of Isagi / Bachira / Nagi
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Tonight was the night before August 8th, and Meguru Bachira was not feeling it these past few days. They got two weeks off from blue lock! Awesome right? Is what Bachira thought initially, but during the first few days, everyone’s been busy! Isagi said that he had to go back home to sort through his stuff. He was a bit sad but that’s ok! Everyone needs to get everything together after Sir Ego put them in experimental jail for months (he laughed at that thought). Nagicchi said that he had to catch up on his favorite games, a bummer but, ok. Bachira smiled at the thought of Nagi beating all the new bosses in a single night. Chigiri had plans with his family, Reo, Barou, Rin, hell- even Igaguri had plans! Bachira frowned slightly. He had expected them to be busy, of course, but tomorrow was…
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Karasu downs his energy drink in one go and declares, "I better not see your love-sick ass until tomorrow."
This shocks a laugh out of Hiori, who makes no attempt to compose himself as Karasu's expression grows more and more annoyed. "You really are kicking me out," he snickers when he's calmed down enough to breathe, wiping away an imaginary tear.
His best friend scoffs. "If I went all that way to get Kurona that necklace and you don't spend the night there, you're sleeping on the street."
"I paid for it," and for the Eurostar. Not that it matters, when has Karasu Tabito ever turned down an opportunity to complain? Not this morning, surely. "See you tomorrow," he offers instead. Which Karasu takes as permission to kick Hiori out of their flat.
More accurately, Hiori is herded into Karasu's car and dropped off with various more threats to 'not even think about coming home tonight'. Which Hiori decides to take as good luck wishes and not as a warning Karasu and Otoya will be fucking on his couch.
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
Hiori loves his valentine very much and is loved deeply in return.
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- Part 5 of Not A Ball In Sight (bllk fics)
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Don't Ask Me To Stay Behind by orphan_account
Fandoms: Blue Lock (Manga), Blue Lock (Anime)
10 Dec 2025
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They were suddenly walking on eggshells around him, like he was glass waiting to shatter. Like they were waiting for him to snap, for whatever hope he had left to disappear. It was sickening. People never used to watch their words around him. They never asked how he was doing because they already knew he was fine. Because when was he not?
But this time, they were waiting. Waiting for him to collapse like any normal person would.
Seishiro didn’t understand why everyone thought he was so weak. Because Seishiro wasn’t weak. He wasn’t fragile. He wasn’t fractured. He was simply living. Living through it. Because life drags on.
or Nagi through grieving and slowly accepting Reo's death.
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For the prompt Beach Episode.
Kurona Ranze, Shark Doctor (in training).
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It’s been a year since Meguru Bachira died. Ten people in particular were deeply affected by his death. Ten relationships. Ten very different experiences. But only one Bachira—and now, he’s gone.
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A short collection of pure grieving on the anniversary of Bachira’s death.
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Life — a work of art. That unjust world is a masterpiece, woven together and blended from countless colors that don't share the same "thread", with its crimson hues, which brightens the jejune mortal sphere by the aftershocks echoed from melancholic or soaring musical notes where humanity “performs a repetitive symphony” with its human beings — hearing-impaired listeners — like a nonsense interest. Along with the vibrant yellow flowers blooming profusely in the barren wasteland on the emerald grass under a sky that once bore the azure of turquoise, enveloped by drifting clouds that paid no heed to their disappearance. Then there are the purple neon lights every night in that place of drunken revelry and cigarette smoke. Scintillate, scintillate. Enticing with unrealistic temptations. Unreal, unreal. That's what Morpheus whispered in Bachira Meguru's ear every time the twilight's downfall is a faded photograph under the dusty bed, carrying away all the golden hues from the world, letting them get lost in his dreams. Tick-tock, tick-tock. The clock chimed incessantly in the dark, silent space. Is there still light? Drip-drop, drip-drop. The exquisite crystal pulled him away from reality. Thump. The chaotic painting collapses.
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Kurona’s trapped in an elevator with a really, really cute guy. Like, really cute.
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