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pillow-anime-talk · 1 year

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sore hands.

request ; @shakethatsassyass: hi! i’ve been loving your work. and i really like how you write knb characters, you really capture their personalities perfectly. would it be alright to ask for a story or headcanons of akashi with his wife who writes for a living and is experiencing joint pain in her hands? my fingers are in constant pain and i’m unable to work but thinking about akashi makes me feel better 💕 thank you so so much! 💖

# tags: scenario; current marriage relationship; writer!reader; worried!akashi; soft romance; a bit of drama; but also fluff; kisses; mention of pain and crying; pet names; sfw

includes: female reader ft. seijuurou akashi {knb}

author’s note: so sorry that you waited so long, but here’s the scenario for you!

You loved your job; just thinking about the plot, developing it thoroughly, creating the world and characters was as exciting for you each time as when you were writing your first book (then on a website for a small audience). You loved the stage of thinking about the cover, the description and the title, you loved the moment of choosing the right paper and font, and you also liked to think about page numbering and additional visual elements. However, the writing itself was often painful for you, and you were considered by your readers and the media to be a ‘cyclical author’.

Because writing one book very often took more than ten months – not because you didn’t have time or idea (quite the opposite), but ‘cause of your long-term illness.

Since childhood, your hands and wrists have been prone to sprains and fractures, so the doctor advised you not to strain the joints in your hands and visit your physiotherapist frequently. That’s why you wrote very rarely and very slowly. You always tried to do your best to publish at least one book a year, but it was difficult – physically and mentally. You didn’t want to disappoint your fans, you wanted to give them the best new story you’ve ever written.

You were just in the middle of writing the third chapter and it was hard for you to concentrate because of the pain in your right hand; despite daily therapy with a massage ball, despite taking pills, as well as warming your fingers with a hot water bottle ... you didn’t feel better. Calm music, thick socks and a blanket thrown over your shoulders, although pleasant, did not pass their test. You needed a break, preferably a week.

“... Dearest, everything’s okay? You’ve been working since morning, and it’s already four in the afternoon.” A calm, low voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You turned your head slightly and looked at your husband in daily clothes, smiling shyly.

“I’m almost done with this chapter.” You whispered loosening your wrists, catching the ball full of studs again.

“I’m so proud of you, love, but rest a bit. I made you your favorite tea.” The lovely smell of the hot drink in your favorite mug made your cheeks blush. Seijuurou was truly a wonderful man, very patient, tender and always worried about you.

“Thank you.” You said with a slightly bigger smile and your beloved sat on the edge of the couch that was right next to your station.

When the red-eyed man put the white mug on the bamboo stand, he immediately took your hands and placed a tender, sweet kiss on them. He always did it when you were writing or when you were having a bad time.

“I made dinner. Would you like some pasta with vegetables?” He asked and touched your cheek with one hand. You snuggled into his warm hand for a moment, then nodded. “We’ll eat and rest for a while, then you can go back to work. Don’t overwork yourself, honey. You know your fans are mature and will understand your feelings and your problem.”

“Yes, that’s true. Thank you, Sei. I needed to hear it.” You giggled and took his hand in a light squeeze. “Why don’t you help me with the cover concept tomorrow?”

“With the greatest pleasure, dear.”

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kleftiko · 10 months

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❦ BATH TIME

cw: none, this is fluff, nudity cause its a bath

inspired by my thoughts here

akashi takes the bath very seriously.

it’s meant to cleanse your mind and unwind from a hard day's work. he sets the temperature high and places a bottle of cool water beside the tub. his phone is playing his favourite songs at the moment, and he always has you in his arms. no matter what, it's not bath time without you.

both of your heads are wet from the shower, and his finger is tapping against your stomach to the rhythm of the song. his eyes are closed, and he hates when you move—your skin disconnecting from his invites the cold, and he doesn’t like it—so he keeps you close.

"seijuro~" you’re almost whispering. "you’re so pretty."

he doesn’t open his eyes; he only smiles in bliss.

"i’d start a hundred wars for you, my dear." he says specifically to hear you giggle.

"who am i, cleopatra?"

"you’re far more beautiful than her." he muses.

he listens intently to your retellings of the day. the coworker who’s cheating on her boyfriend had a pregnancy scare, you finally read the new chapter of the manga that dropped last week, and you saw someone that looked like your friend today. he answers with interest: the test came back negative, right? can you believe the cliffhanger they left! and did you talk to them before realizing it wasn’t your friend?

you are the most fascinating topic to him, and he could listen to you talk for weeks on end. though his eyes remain closed throughout the conversation, you know his attention is all on you. in the bath, the two of you are in your own little world.

but the bubble is popped when akashi hears the water sloshing, and his chest and arms come into contact with the lukewarm, but freezing, water instead of your warm body. he opens his eyes with a slight pout, but he’s greeted by an angel.

you’re standing up, ready to get out, and the water is running down your bare body in droplets, falling off your fingertips and into the bath with a small splash. akashi stares up at you in awe as you smile down at him, your hand stretching out invitingly.

"wanna go to bed?" you ask.

#knb akashi #knb fanfic #knb headcanons #knb x reader #knb imagines #knb x you #knb scenarios #knb x y/n #knb fluff #kuroko no basuke x reader #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basket imagines #akashi seijirou #akashi x reader #akashi seijuurou x reader

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warabidakihime · 1 year

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Between Buzzer Beaters and Love Letters

Characters: Akashi Seijuro x Reader Synopsis: Love is like a perfectly executed buzzer beater, defying the odds and capturing hearts in the most unexpected moments. It's a love letter penned with the ink of the soul, expressing emotions that words alone can't convey. Between buzzer beaters and love letters, our hearts dance to the rhythm of affection, reminding us that love is a game worth playing and a story worth writing.

A/N: believe me when i say that i daydream about this back in college lol so many reactors on youtube are watching knb, so my sparks for the show returned at full power. enjoy!

In the aftermath of Seirin's victory at the Winter Cup finals, the basketball court buzzed with electric energy. The crowd erupted into cheers, players embraced in jubilation, and the air was thick with the sweet scent of success. Amidst the celebration, you, the team manager, found yourself caught up in the euphoria, standing at the center of it all.

Kuroko and Kagami, the dynamic duo who had spearheaded Seirin's triumph, were beaming with pride and exhilaration. Their radiant smiles mirrored the joyous atmosphere, infectious and impossible to resist. You couldn't help but join in, a surge of elation filling your heart as you hugged them tightly.

"We did it! We actually did it!" you exclaimed, unable to contain your excitement. "All our hard work paid off!"

Kuroko, ever composed, nodded with a small smile. "Yes, we gave it our all, and it paid off in the end."

Kagami, his adrenaline still coursing through his veins, laughed boisterously. "Hell yeah! We're the champions!"

Amidst the cheers and laughter, the bond between the three of you grew stronger. As the victory sank in, you realized just how much this team meant to you. They were more than just teammates; they were your friends and family. Together, you had overcome countless challenges and now stood at the pinnacle of high school basketball.

The court became a stage for shared stories, memories, and dreams. The euphoria of the moment seeped into every word, every smile, and every embrace. This was a time to savor the taste of victory and to revel in the camaraderie that had brought you all together.

Little did you know, this was only the beginning of a new chapter. The Winter Cup victory had opened doors to new challenges, new adventures, and perhaps even unexpected feelings.

As the celebration roared on, your eyes were drawn to Akashi Seijuro, standing alone in the midst of the jubilant chaos. His usually confident demeanor was replaced with an unfamiliar expression of shock and disbelief. It was evident that losing was a foreign concept to him, and the weight of defeat hung heavily on his shoulders.

Excusing yourself from the group, you made your way towards Akashi, curiosity burning in your chest. Kagami and Kuroko exchanged puzzled glances, unable to comprehend your sudden interest in someone you had previously shown distaste for. Kuroko, however, sensing the hidden emotions within you, offered a nod of encouragement, silently conveying his support.

Approaching Akashi, you could see the surprise flicker in his eyes as he noticed your presence. He seemed taken aback by your approach, not expecting anyone to reach out to him in this vulnerable moment.

"Congratulations on a well-fought match, Akashi," you said, offering a gentle smile.

Akashi's eyes met yours, searching for any hint of mockery or ill intent. Instead, he found sincerity and understanding, something he didn't anticipate. "Thank you," he replied, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and resignation.

"I know this might be hard for you," you continued, your voice filled with empathy. "You've always been accustomed to winning. But it's in these moments of defeat that we grow the most."

Akashi's guard slowly lowered, realizing that you were not there to belittle him but rather to offer solace. "It's a bitter pill to swallow," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

You nodded in understanding. "Sometimes, the greatest lessons come from our losses. It's an opportunity to reflect, to reassess our strengths and weaknesses, and to come back even stronger."

A moment of silence enveloped the two of you as the weight of the conversation sank in. It was a rare connection, borne out of unexpected circumstances, where walls were momentarily lowered, allowing for a genuine exchange.

Akashi's voice broke the silence. "You're right. This loss... it will serve as a reminder to keep pushing forward and to strive for greatness."

A soft smile played on your lips as you gazed at him. "After watching you play today and even during this whole tournament, I have no doubt you can bounce back."

Akashi's eyes met yours, a glimmer of gratitude shining through. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

As your conversation neared its end, you couldn't help but notice Akashi's captivating presence. The way his eyes held a depth that drew you in and the subtle curve of his lips that seemed to carry untold stories. In that moment, a realization washed over you, causing a soft blush to creep onto your cheeks.

The conversation concluded with an awkward silence settling between you. On the sidelines, Kagami and Kuroko discreetly observed, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected interaction. They exchanged glances, silently speculating on the nature of your conversation with Akashi.

The rest of the Seirin basketball team watched in awe; a mixture of surprise and curiosity danced in their eyes. They had witnessed the birth of an unlikely bond between their team manager and the enigmatic captain of the Generation of Miracles, unaware of the journey that awaited them both.

As the awkward silence lingered, you mustered up the courage to look at Akashi, your heart pounding in your chest. Biting your lip nervously, you felt a mix of nervousness and eagerness. Just as Akashi was about to excuse himself, you couldn't resist but call out to him again, your voice laced with a coy and flirty tone.

"Hey, Akashi," you said, your eyes locked with his. "I don't know when you're going to visit Tokyo again, but if you happen to drop by, maybe you should let me know. We could hang out or something. If you're free, of course."

Akashi's eyes widened in surprise, caught off guard by your boldness. However, his shock gradually dissipated, and a charming aura replaced his initial bashfulness. A dashing smile adorned his face as he gladly accepted your offer.

"I would be delighted," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Perhaps you could share your number, and we can make the necessary arrangements."

Your heart skipped a beat as Akashi asked for your number. With a shy smile, you exchanged contact information, the anticipation growing between you.

"I must admit," Akashi began, a playful glint in his eyes, "losing the game was a disappointment. However, stumbling upon someone as captivating as you, y/n, can certainly be counted as a delightful victory in its own right."

His words were laced with a charming jest, acknowledging the irony of the situation. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a subtle invitation to partake in the playful banter.

The comment caught you off guard, and a hint of blush painted your cheeks. His flirtatious demeanor was as unexpected as it was enchanting. Unable to resist the opportunity for a quick retort, you playfully responded, "Remember to thank your gods then."

With a gentle smile, Akashi's gaze met yours, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. The unspoken understanding between you deepened, as if hinting at a future where the boundaries of competition and camaraderie blurred. The unexpected turn of events had created a unique connection, and the prospect of getting to know Akashi on a deeper level thrilled you.

After a few more exchanges of words, the conversation began to naturally wind down. Akashi excused himself, his attention being required by his coach. With a polite smile, he bids you farewell, leaving you momentarily stunned by the encounter.

As he walked away, his back straight and confident, you couldn't help but watch him with a mix of fascination and curiosity. The brief exchange had left an indelible mark, and you couldn't help but wonder what the future held for the two of you.

With a lingering smile on your face, you rejoined your friends, who were eagerly awaiting your return. Their eyes were wide with surprise, and their expressions were a mixture of shock, amusement, and curiosity. The moment they had witnessed between you and Akashi Seijuro had left quite an impression.

Kuroko, ever the calm and observant one, simply offered a small smile, his eyes twinkling with silent approval. "I didn't expect that, but it seems like you two had an interesting conversation," he commented softly.

Kagami, on the other hand, couldn't hide his astonishment. His jaw dropped, and he stared at you with a mix of disbelief and a touch of jealousy. "What the... Really, y/n? Akashi? When did this happen?" he blurted out, unable to contain his reaction.

Hyuga, the captain of the team, chuckled heartily, clapping you on the back. "Well, I'll be damned, y/n. I didn't know you had it in you to approach Akashi like that. I almost feel guilty for defeating your boyfriend."

Izuki, always one for wordplay, grinned mischievously. "Looks like you're taking 'shoot your shot' quite literally, y/n. I can't help but be impressed."

Kyoshi, the team's supportive and gentle player, chimed in with a warm smile. "That was brave of you, y/n."

As you were engrossed in the lively conversation with your teammates, you felt a gaze fixed on you. Instinctively, you turned your head, locking eyes with Akashi. His intense gaze met yours, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, the Seirin team exploded in a chorus of exaggerated reactions. Some whistled playfully, while others nudged each other with raised eyebrows and knowing grins. Kagami, in particular, seemed ready to explode with a mix of disbelief and astonishment. You can even hear him mumble things like, "I didn't know you had a thing for psychopaths."

Riko finally chimed in amidst the commotion. "Alright, alright, settle down! Stop teasing y/n! We have to prepare for the award ceremony."

Amidst the playful banter and cheers from your teammates, you couldn't help but feel a surge of exhilaration. It was as if a new chapter had unfolded before your eyes, filled with possibilities and unspoken promises.

With a final glance back at your boisterous friends, you turned your attention fully to Akashi. And as you exchanged smiles, a mix of excitement and anticipation coursed through your veins.

The story between you and Akashi Seijuro was only just beginning, and with each passing moment, you were ready to discover what the future held.

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zetsu--bou · 2 months

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Aomine being a late riser is cool, but Aomine being an early bird is cooler. He's so much of an early bird 4:30 hits the clock and he's out of bed preparing some quick pre-breakfast, by 5:00 he's already doing his morning run/exercises, by 6:30 he's taking a shower and by 6:45 he's back in bed for his morning nap that will probably last until 10 (or 12... or it will merge with his afternoon nap and last until 15).

And so the world wanted all of his friends to find out about it within one week, on the training camp.

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Akashi found out when at 4:50am he walked in on Aomine eating his pre-breakfast. He just swallowed his sandwich and said: "Want some?", while Akashi rechecked the clock over and over.

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Midorima found out when Aomine tries to sneak back into the room and wasn't so silent about doing so. He observed his teammate for the next few days, until one day, Aomine wasn't so silent about waking up. Midorima had never been more confused.

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Kise found out when he had cleaned the dishes in the evening, but found some plates in the sink in the morning, then got yelled at for not cleaning. It took him a lot of explaining ad Akashi backing him up in is statement before the coach believed him.

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Murasakibara found out when he got hungry in the middle of the night and went to eat some snacks. Aomine casually passed him in the corridor and said "Goodnight" and poor Atsushi thought he saw a ghost wishing him death.

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Kuroko found out when he was enjoying his morning tea in the kitchen and Aomine tried sneaking in. Kuroko only watched with amusement before Aomine spotted him and screamed in fear.

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Momoi knew. She just knew.

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Kagami found out later. He couldn't sleep before a match so he went to shoot some hoops. Aomine just casually ran next to the court while Kagami had to triple look. He had to pinch himself to make sure he was awake.

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Bonus:

While sleeping with his significant other, Aomine makes sure to slip back in their arms before they wake up, then he plays the role of the late riser and snuggler, keeping his partner in bed for way longer than their usual. They found out he disappears in the morning one time when they woke up while he was sneaking out. They keep it a secret from him. Aomine doesn't have to know that they know.

#kuroko no basket #knb #kuroko's basketball #aomine daiki #midorima shintarou #akashi seijuurou #kise ryouta #murasakibara atsushi #kuroko tetsuya #momoi satsuki #kagami taiga #you can think of the bonus as any ship you'd like #or aomine x reader

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tev-rainbow · 7 months

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I have a problem and it's called 'hating Akashi Seijuro but then imagining enemies/rivals to lovers scenarios and fanfics where there is a lot of tension with him.'

Help-

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eunoiaaaivy · 1 year

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- ♡︎ WHY?

-cw: angst, character death, modern au (for some animes)

-multi characters x reader

a/n: this isn't really sad at all. it's pretty boring if you ask me. i wrote this with no feelings. inspired by this. :>

There is a saying that says "everything comes with a great cost, the wait is worth it in the end." Quite frankly, it is true. Some waits are long, some waits are short, some just the right time and he believes that the wait is worth it in the end. Some however don't receive what they are seeking for, they are replaced with a greater value, coming from God, Himself.

And boy did he wait long. But he didn't see you again. He never did. He did receive some news however. Imagine the shock and hurt that he felt the day he found out you died. The day where you took your life away.

They waited for you for years and years, the promises that you made as a child, now broken. It was broken, like their heart. Like glass shattered, and it wounded them. How? Why? What happened? Why?

Who wouldn't be broken? You waited for a person you love for years. Only to find out that they weren't here anymore. That they weren't breathing anymore. That they didn't see the way the sunrises and how it sets. That they can't taste the food that's yet to come, that's yet to be invented. How they didn't see the kids they used to play with grow up.

It hurts. And it always will. Why did you leave? Why did you leave them? You're so selfish, it hurts. It hurts to know that you were gone and will always be gone. It hurts to know that you won't be in their arms anymore. Why did you leave? Why? Why? Why? Why!? Why!

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tetsunabouquet · 1 year

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Basic Instinct Part 3

A/N: This one is kinda long for a drabble, but then again, this is a series at this point. The same warnings per usual, in fact, we have a Masaomi scene at the end. MASTERPOST Akashi sat strained over his homework, he had already been studying over three hours. His eyes began to hurt, and he was getting rather thirsty. 'It's time to take a break, Akashi-san,' Your sweet voice was gently urging him to quit at the back of his mind, reminding him of the first lesson you taught him. *rooftop flashback* "Alright, lesson number one!," you declared, puffing out your chest, your hands resting on your hips as you made yourself seem as authorative and teacherly as possible. "Stop when your body and or mind, tells you to do so. I personally think it's related to how our instincts tell us to bail out of dangerous situation. Your body instinctively knows when you're passing your limit, and overexertion can be dangerous. Don't. Even if a teacher or your father is telling you to continue, listen to yourself before you listen to others." Akashi had pursed his lips at your preachings. "Father is preparing me, it's important and-" "If you dare say I don't understand then this lesson is finished. Tell me, is every test important? Is answering every email immediately in the future when you're the head of your company that important? Will it be the end of everything? Or just a minor setback, perhaps a tiny inconvenience, something that is solvable? You gotta learn when it's important and when you can take a break, or better yet, sit one out. May I need to remind you of the whole, you're captain and student council president as a first year thing?" He felt his heart flutter as you rolled your eyes, your exasperation at his attitude being surprisingly touching. It felt nice to know you cared so much to become this irritated on his behalf. *end flashback* Akashi sighed and stood, carefully placing his homework and pencils neatly so they wouldn't cause a mess, and he headed to grab himself a glass of water. He couldn't help but hold his hand for his eyes as he entered the hallway, it was brighter then his room and his pained eyes had to adjust for a second. They were still hurting by the time he went down the stairs, and he nearly tripped down the final few steps. "Young master?" The butler who happened to witness went up to him, minor concern lacing his voice as he saw the young master's overworked state. 'Damn it. Y/n really had a point.' "It's fine, Fujioka-san. I've just been studying too hard I suppose." "Does the young master requires my assistance?" Akashi thought for a second, because sure, it wasn't dinner time yet, but he hadn't eaten in a few hours either... "Could you perhaps make me a snack? I think eating something and a glass of water would help me replenish my strength." Fujioka bowed, and went on ahead as Akashi quietly trailed after his butler. He entered the kitchen to find Fujioka instructing the cook to make him a cheese sandwhich and he handed Akashi a glass of water as he sat down at the kitchen table. As Akashi waited, he couldn't help but reach into his pocket, pulling out his phone. He wanted to thank you for scolding him earlier that week, and you had given him your phone number this Friday before he went back home. I took a break from studying to take care of my needs, just as you instructed. You were right. Thank you. -A As the sandwhich was placed before him, his phone buzzed. His heart began to pound. Were you already responding?

I told you so ;) -Y/N And another one immediately after. I hope you're doing okay - Y/N A smile broke out on his face, and if it weren't for the eyes of his two servants expecting him to eat, he would have promptly forgotten all about eating. He quickly choked them down, trying to think of a reponse as he thought of your sweet smile. The way your energetic bounding made your hair dance around you. How your teasing voice was one of the highlights of going to school, for him. The servants on the other hand, couldn't help but notice the surprising lack of manners in which Akashi ate, and the way his eyes were glued to his phone. I might have pushed myself a little too far, but I'm okay. How are you? -A As he drank his water, your response came in. Stubborn idiot. I'm okay, other then the fact my mom and I ate a batch of old chocolates yesterday and we're both miserable on the couch. -Y/N She's not taking it out on you, is she? -A So far, not yet. -Y/N Akashi pursed his lips, and the servants could see the slight worry marring his features. He wished he could invite you over, make sure you wouldn't live in the constant fear of upsetting your mother. Text me if she does, okay? -A I will. -Y/N And thus, the seeds of great joy, slowly began to sprout. The warmth and trust that was exchanged becoming its sunlight. That night, Fujioka went to see Masaomi, when he was finishing up his final emails. "Is there something, Fujioka-san?" "Not really. It's just, that I suspect the young master has fallen in love." Masaomi's eyes tore away from the screen, staring at his butler. "Do you know with who?" "No sir, I simply saw him texting someone several times when he requested the sandwhich earlier. The expressions of his face indicated the person means something to him." Masaomi couldn't help but think of dinner earlier, the way he caught his son staring at his food multiple times. Like a boy in love. "Keep an eye on the matter. I'd like to know who he is pursuing." "Yes master." Fujioka bowed, but deep in his heart, he hoped that the love story had a good ending. The young master was a good boy, and he deserved to be happy. Masaomi on the other hand, was back in memory lane, remembering the way he had acted as a ridiculous fool in front of Shiori when he was that age. Their parents had arranged their marriage, but even before that, he had loved her. he had always loved Shiori, ever since they were small kids. He had been running from his grief for years, always trying to outrun the pain in his chest. 'Whoever she is. I'll have her life utterly destroyed if she breaks my son's heart.' (DUN DUN DUN!)

#basic instinct #akashi seijuro #knb #knb x you #kuroko no basket #akashi seijuurou x reader #akashi #akashi masaomi

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bokutosbiceps · 5 months

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‘tis the season | kuroko no basuke

gom minus kuroko plus kagami x gn!reader | fluff | ~1.4k words

warnings: some suggestive/18+ themes but nothing explicit, uh—rudolph spoilers? i guess? also some cursing

a/n: welcome to my xmas special for the kuroko no basuke boys !! as usual, i chose to write for GOM (minus kuroko) + kagami. ALSO i realized i never ever specified that, in every single one of my pieces for knb, all of the GOM + kagami are aged up to college. pls enjoy 🎄

18+ MDNI | under the cut for length

akashi seijuurou’s favorite christmas tradition is attending a christmas concert. he always remembers how his mother would help him get all dressed up, how his father would actually turn off his phone for the evening, they’d go to a lovely dinner, and then they’d . but now his mother’s gone and his father is consumed by his work—so he goes with you! it’s different of course, but he loves being able to see you dressed up just for him and take you out to a nice dinner, just the two of you. no teammates allowed.

seijuurou is the perfect gentleman all night, keeping a strong arm around your waist and pressing his side into yours for warmth while you make the short walk from the restaurant to the concert hall. and once the concert hall lights are dimmed, he’s intertwining his fingers with yours and caressing the back of your hand with his thumb, whispering a sweet merry christmas, my love to you before pressing a kiss to your temple.

aomine daiki can be found napping by the fireplace like a big cat as soon as it gets just a little bit cold outside. is he planning on doing anything else once he’s stretched out by the fire? nope. is he moaning and groaning for you to come lay down next to him while you’re decorating your place for the holidays? yep.

“oi, you’re making too much noise…can’t fall asleep.” daiki complains, earning a narrow eyed glare from you.

“dai, if you would just help—” you yelp as you feel your arm getting tugged down, ending up on your butt. daiki hasn't even opened his eyes, but he's pulling you down till your face is pressed into his chest.

“chill. i'll help you after we get some shut eye, aight?” daiki drones, placing his hand on your ass to keep you in place and resting his chin on top of your head. you just sigh and relax, leaning against daiki and reluctantly reveling in the warmth of him and the fire.

kagami taiga and ice skating do not mix. taiga had thought it’d be fun and romantic to take you on an ice skating date for christmas eve. you’d be clinging to the side of the rink and he’d be your tall and steady hero, ready to glide around the ice with you clinging to him as your savior. he did not expect for it to be the other way around.

“s-s-slow down, y/n!” kagami stutters as you slowly glide to the edge of the rink so he can have something more tangible to hold on to. your shoulders were sore from the way your hulking boyfriend had been gripping them as you lead him around the ice.

“i’d have thought someone who’s such a capable athlete wouldn’t be so terrible at ice skating.” you purse your lips, unable to keep the teasing smile from spreading across your lips. “do basketball players not have to have balance?”

“shut up!” taiga huffs as he slaps his palms down onto the railing of the rink. he turns to you with a pout on his lips. “i’ll get the hang of it soon…you’ll see!” his blush is spreading to the tips of his ears and you know he undoubtedly feels embarrassed. you skate over to him and press your body against his, backing him up against the edge of the rink and leaning up to place a quick kiss to his nose.

“i believe in you, taiga.”

kise ryouta loves watching christmas movies! a cozy, plush throw wrapped around his shoulders, fuzzy socks on his feet, a nice cup of hot cocoa in his hands, and you cuddled into his side. his favorite movie is the very old, claymation rudolph the red nose reindeer because he just adores the blonde elf who aspires to be a dentist. i feel so connected to him somehow! kise always says, excitedly pointing at the screen when the elf first shows up in the movie.

he’ll sing along to every single song, grabbing you by the shoulders and swaying the two of you along to the beat or picking up your hands and making them move along to the melody. and, of course, without fail, he will bawl his eyes out when rudolph is chosen to lead santa’s sleigh on christmas eve.

“ryou, you’ve watched this movie every year for as long as you’ve known yourself…why do you cry every time?” you tease, reaching up to gently pinch his cheeks, already red from crying.

ryouta wraps his arms tighter around you, pulling you against his chest like you’re a big plushie, and buries his face in your hair.

“i can’t help it! he’s head reindeer…just like his dad!” ryouta sniffles, holding you close. you just giggle and hug him back, trying to comfort your big baby because of an eighty year old movie.

midorima shintarou hates going to the christmas market. not because you’re there—you’re actually the only reason his team gets to enjoy his presence at the market. he hates it because his entire team shows up and is dragging him around the market, asking him which little knick knacks he enjoys. his team knows that shintarou is a difficult man to shop for, so they like to take him to the christmas market and get his direct opinion on things.

shintarou the introvert finds this little tradition exhausting; being pulled every which way, giving his opinion on every single little thing that his friends might think he likes, having to explain that he is not a collector, nanodayo and that he just needs them for his lucky items.

shintarou’s favorite part of the evening is when his friends say goodnight and leave you and him to wander the christmas market on your own. you always have to calm him down after his friends leave, because they really do bring up straight to his boiling pot and leave you to bring the heat down to a simmer.

he decides this is nice, though, since no one’s asking him if he likes this or that or if he’d smile if he happened to get this for christmas. he’s not too keen on PDA, but he will take your hand in his and hold it gently while you walk through the various stalls (again). it’s just you and him, your intertwined hands, and the little trails of frozen carbon dioxide you leave in puffs behind you.

murasakibara atsushi is competitive when it comes to decorating christmas cookies. he will constantly be looking over your shoulder at your work and making little quips and comments about what you should have done.

“i didn’t know you were such a professional, sushi.” you say, eyes focused and brows furrowed as you move the piping bag in various circles and half moons along the golden, baked dough of the cookies.

“of course, i am. this is literally my job.” atsushi drones, expertly icing the cookies and using a fine tip piping bag to draw intricate decorations on top. you glance over at his cookies and notice how perfect they are. damn, you really didn’t realize he was a literal professional.

unfortunately for you, you stay admiring atsushi’s cookies for too long and leave yours unprotected from selfish, needy hands. atsushi swiftly moves behind you, moving you to the side with his hands on your hips, then swipes a half iced cookie from your baking sheet.

“murasakibara atsushi! i wasn’t done with that one!” you gently beat your fist against atsushi’s solid chest, causing him to huff in protest.

“doesn’t matter, looks like shit anyways.” atsushi hums and finishes the cookie in one bite, licking his fingers happily. “tastes delicious, though.” atsushi smiles and turns back to your baking sheet, looming over the rest of your cookies. you move between him and the counter and spread your arms wide, hoping to guard your cookies from the ex basketball player turned pastry chef.

“i can offer you something sweeter if you leave my cookies alone!” you plead. atsushi raises an eyebrow at you as if to say gimme it then and you smile innocently at him. you turn your head to the side and tap your cheek with your index finger.

atsushi understands your gesture and a deep chuckle rumbles up from his chest as he leans in to place a frosting speckled peck to your cheek.

“y/n-chin knows i can’t resist her. my favorite treat.”

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99liners · 10 months

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love is war — a. daiki

pairings: aomine daiki x wife!reader

extra characters: akashi seijuurou, aida riko

genre: heavy angst, marriage!au.

words: 1.835

warnings: bad break up, too many feelings, mentions of sex.

[disclaimer: i do not own the original animated picture, it was uploaded to wallpapercave by apple3d]

your hands shook for the first time that day as you stood there in the kitchen, the apron loosely hanging to your tired form. your left hand on the white onion that you just peeled, your right hand holding the knife, the nails of which carried the remnants of the aforementioned onion’s shell. your hand shook as you kept thinking about it, about how you just have had enough.

turns out marrying aomine daiki was not the difficult part, the hardest part came afterwards — staying married to him, cause God bears witness to how many times you have just wanted to scream and shout out of sheer hatred.

hatred not for him but his sport, his career, and now that you think about it — hatred for a part of him, too, cause basketball was not just a sport for him, it was his entire life which you have always whole-heartedly supported but sometimes, just sometimes, you want to headbutt him and then maybe, just maybe wrap your small (compared to his) hands around his neck and squeeze with all your might to watch the life fleeing through his eyes.

but guess we are not ready for that conversation yet.

shaking your head, you continued with cutting the onion, although you almost did cut your finger but it was a near miss. after you were done cutting the carrots and the beans, you moved the pot filled with water on top of the stove at high flame.

the sound of the door opening did not do much to faze you and you gently continued with putting the chopped vegetables inside the pot, now that the water was shimmering a bit. the surrounding soon filled with the familiar sound of daiki’s practice bag dropping to the floor, followed by the unlacing of his shoes and his socks dropping on the floor to which he is not going to pay another look to.

his footsteps were soft and almost rhythmic as they resounded louder with every step that he took because he was taking those steps towards you only. you knew very well what exactly was going to happen next but nonetheless you kept playing ‘don’t do it dai-kun’ in your head like a mantra and there, just when you were in the middle of chanting that mantra, it happened.

his sweaty figure hovered behind you, so close to your back that you could feel his breath on your shoulder, his hands were swift, much like in basketball as he wrapped them around your chest, his right hand falling in place — on your left breast.

“mhm, here are my favourite pair of tits.”

the smirk that must have formed on his lips is unmistakable.

‘so you have other pair of backup tits?’ you would have replied on a regular day but you kept quiet.

daiki noted your silence but continued, “and no, i do not have any pair of backup tits, yours are enough.”

he expected you to reply now maybe but you kept quiet.

and then came the familiar grinding, his lower half grinded against your ass, his boner becoming more and more prominent.

and that was it, that is what it all took.

“leave me alone dai-kun,” your voice was exceptionally low. in your mind however that was mellow cause what you expected to do was burst out, have a meltdown, break things even maybe but aomine daiki’s sheer presence just proved that you were his wife first and y/n second and you hated that, hated yourself for that.

daiki chuckled thinking nothing of it and inched his fingers near your nipple to stimulate it but your hand on his startled him. your small cold hand on his usual hotter one is what it took for him to finally understand that something was amiss.

“what’s wrong?”

“wow, the fucking nerve you have.”

“excuse me?” daiki was startled again and took a step back.

you turned around after your hand instinctively lowered the flame of the stove, “have you seen the time?”

“yeah. it’s late i know, and?”

“and what dai kun?! and fucking what? i am fucking tired. it is 12 in the middle of a god awful night and you are coming back now. i was late tonight as well and just wanted to come home to my husband but i got what i always get, fucking loneliness creeping and lingering in this ‘shared’ apartment.”

your tone change at the ‘shared’ word surprised you even. you did not mean to sound that rude.

“babe, if work is getting overwhelming and you have to put in more hours, it is fine. i will understand if you do not want to cook. leave it, we can just order something,” daiki offered you a gentle smile, his hand advancing towards you but your maniacal laugh shocked, nay, scared him. it was bone chilling. you do not even talk in a louder tone and here you were laughing an almost sadistic laugh.

“wh-what’s wrong?” daiki stuttered, probably the first time in his life, wait the second; counting the time when he proposed to you because he was shit scared out of his mind.

“of course you would not mind if i do not cook one night, aomine daiki and maybe if i stop cooking altogether, that would not bother you as well. you know what, i should stop waking up at four in the morning to prepare your bento boxes and attending your matches, taping your broken bones and taking your parents to their monthly doctor checkups. oh and also, definitely stop fucking you.”

daiki was not sure what was happening nor did he have any idea how to respond to your outburst, “baby, if it is getting hard at work, it is okay if you want to take a break or something.”

you had not noticed but you were crying, you cannot just be angry, if you are angry you obviously are also crying because that is the only way you know how to vent out.

you shook your head, “and they told me talking would fix things. my fucking ass,” you sniffled, wiping your tears as if in a hurry and pulled your shrug closer to your form as if a cold draft just passed through you, “i am leaving, dai-kun. since you would not really notice if i stopped doing any of that, i don’t see the point of even standing here anymore,” your hand reached out inside the pocket to bring out your phone.

daiki watched you in horror, like in that match when kagami passed through daiki’s defense using kuroko’s misdirection overflow. back then it took two people to faze him but here, tonight, you were doing it alone so effortlessly.

“can you pick me up?” your soft sniffles rang like bells inside his head, it was as if everything around him was moving in slow-motion.

he meant to ask you who had you called or maybe where you were going or how long were you taking a break for but you beat him to it.

“akashi kun is coming to pick me up, you will receive the divorce papers first thing in the morning,” you rushed to the bedroom after noticing his star struck expression, your tears free falling but you hardly cared about them as you hurriedly stuffed in your clothes inside a suitcase.

daiki took a while to process everything but was quick to follow you to the bedroom, “babe please, we can talk. i swear i will listen to everything you have to say.”

“you just listened dai kun, listened to everything i had to say. i am done now. i am not even sure if i want to see you again.”

daiki never knew that words could hurt so deeply cause that last bit struck him, struck him deep almost like it gnawed away a huge portion of his heart. a heart that he did not even possess for years now cause he gave it to you, in its entirety.

there was a car honk outside and he just watched wordlessly as you walked out of the apartment. how the hell did akashi come so quickly? or maybe its daiki who has lost track of time cause by the time he ran downstairs to try and stop you, you had already ascended akashi’s mercedes and left.

there, you were gone. his iris lit up with only the red from the tail-lights of the car, it was blurring at first but as the car went further away, it became smaller and smaller till it was only a small speck. you were only a small speck, or smaller cause he could not make out your figure in the passenger seat anymore. you were too far from him, too far. the only sound he heard in the lull of the night was the thud of his knees and the slight crack of his bones as they met with the sidewalk.

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“are you sure about this?” akashi’s voice lacked the usual confidence and luster.

you nodded at once, “yes. i am sure. it is way past the final quarter, i should accept my defeat and move on,” you tried to make a basketball joke to lighten the mood.

akashi’s words died down in his throat as he just offered a small nod and kept driving. an hour drive later, you arrived at aida riko’s house where akashi left soon after helping with your luggage.

you watched his car driving away, a part of you wished that he went back to daiki and maybe checked up on him. you have never seen daiki that upset but the other part of you just could not be bothered to care.

riko ushered you back inside, the warmth of her house filled you with that same emptiness as you started crying again, your blurred vision moved from one corner to the other as you noticed the christmas decoration. it was christmas eve and although the decorative lights were turned off but you could just feel it in your bones how good and bright they would be shining around the tree, a feeling you could never experience in your own home in the past three years. it was just four walls and a roof, an apartment at best, where daiki resided for an hour or two, or less maybe if he skipped the foreplay and just fucked you and then even skipped the shower afterwards to leave again for practice at the crack of dawn.

“i am sorry, i must have ruined your christmas,” your voice cracked and you repeated yourself just to make sure you were audible enough.

riko was quick to hug your shaking form, her hand rubbing soothing circles on your back, “never ever think like that again.”

you tried to stop crying but you could not, instead you just hugged her form and kept crying for what felt like hours cause her arms always felt like an older sister’s would.

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sinqueen69 · 1 year

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"If one is blue and one is red, they belong together, I don't make the rules" Sinqueen69 - 2023

As a huge Akakuro (Akashi Seijuurou x Kuroko tetsuya from kuroko no basket) and Karmagisa (Karma x Nagisa from assassination classroom) shipper I dare say that truer words have not been spoken! Also my first ever crackpairing was GaaHina in Naruto so I feel like this has just always subconsciously been a thing for me? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Any other BluexRed parings you would recommend? ♠

<3 I love Karma and Nagisa!

I recommend:

Langa/Reki from Sk8 The Infinity

Mikoto/Munakata from K [Project]

Misaki/Fushimi from K [Project]

Jesse & James as the most Iconic Duo from Pokemon [In either a platonic or romantic way, up to you, I like the term platonic idiots for them]

Athrun/Kira from Gundam SEED - This is on the edge of the Red and Blue Boyfriends because one has blue hair the other has brown hair but their flight suits are red and blue and the childhood friends to enemies to friends angst is A+

#sk8 the infinity #k project #Pokemon #Red & Blue Boyfriends

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pillow-anime-talk · 1 year

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toxic.

request: heyyy, may i request something like reader being in unhappy/toxic relationship with some guy but can’t break up with him because she actually still loves him and akashi seijurou trying to get reader out of this relationship and show reader how much love he has to give... it’s messy but I hope you got the idea!!

# tags: scenario; toxic relationship with oc!male & friendship with akashi; adult!characters; work!au; angst; drama; a bit of romance; soft!akashi; but also angry!akashi; soft kiss; mental & physical abuse; bruises and tears; sfw?

includes: female reader ft. seijuurou akashi {knb}

author’s note: writing this headcanon was really enjoyable, thank you, anonnie. remember, however, that any violence (both mental and physical) is wrong, and a relationship with such a person is never a good thing. please seek help from relatives and emergency services or call the telephone numbers for victims of violence. it’s important to take care of your comfort; you only have one life.

Akashi smiled at you as soon as you started to approach his person standing next to the coffee machine (you always drank your favorite coffee and ate cookies or sandwiches together before starting your shift in the office). However, once you were close enough, his smile disappeared, replaced by a large grimace and obvious anger in his eyes. And also great uncertainty, fear and the desire to hug your tiny person to his own body.

“... You fell down the stairs, hit the sink in the bathroom or stumbled again on the straight road?” He asked in a nervous voice, and you just lowered your head, looking at your shoes and the gray floor. You felt indescribable shame. “Do you remember what I said? If that loser does anything to you again, I’ll personally kill him. I guess this is the moment...” He set the mug of still-warm, black coffee without milk on the counter, then clenched both fists, examining the bruise on your face more closely.

“No, S-Seijuurou, it’s not him. I really hit the c-cupboard. I was working in the garden a-and...”

“The fuck? It’s winter. What were you doing in the garden? Don’t make me laugh and stop lying to me.” His voice was serious and cool. You didn’t like this side of Akashi, even though you knew his behavior was normal and right in this situation. Everyone around you knew that your boyfriend, with whom you lived for half a year, tortured you, cheated on you, he was dependent on you and didn’t respect your hard work, good soul and love at all. “After work, we’ll go to your place together, you’ll pack up and stay with me for a few days.” It wasn’t a request, but rather a command.

However, you hoped that after the end of the shift, the man would forget about everything and would not insist on taking you to your apartment.

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

Moments after 4 pm you finished your work and you put on a warm jacket and a hat. You sighed a bit as you left the huge office. You stayed a quarter of an hour longer on purpose so that your friend would go alone, but he was still waiting for you and scrolling through something on his phone.

“Get in. It’s cold, and I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Sei-kun, you don’t have to...”

“I don’t want to drive you home next time, but from the hospital or the police station. It’s not normal that the person who supposedly loves you tortures you every day because you didn’t make what he wanted for dinner. This idiot gets too much from you anyway, plus you clean up after him, pathetic. Get in, Y/N, and let’s stop arguing. You don’t have to do that with me.” He said in a tired voice and you listened to him. The road to your apartment was full of silence and awkwardness, and your red eye was throbbing with nervousness.

After reaching the tenement house where you lived, you hesitantly left Akashi’s white car and together headed towards the staircase, and then the floor where you rented a small, 35-meter apartment. You unlocked the door with your key and took off your shoes inside. Your guest did the same, and when you both looked up, your tall partner was already waiting for you.

“... What is he doing here?” He asked in low voice, not even looking at you but at the other man to show his own dominance. “Why did you come?”

“Can’t I come over and have a cup of tea with my bestfriend and talk about a project we’re working on together?”

“... Nobody invited you here.”

“Nobody had to. It’s not your apartment and you don’t decide who Y/N can and can’t invite and host.” He smiled bitterly, then took off his long brown coat as well. You immediately noticed your boyfriend’s fists clench, making your body tense. Definitely the last thing you wanted was a fight. “What are you so stressed about, kid? Do you think your attitude scares me in any way?”

“Listen...”

“No, you listen. Y/N won’t do it and say it out loud, but you’re not welcome here. You’re a fucking jerk who doesn’t respect women and their commitment to you, you’re just a parasite and a slacker who can’t do anything. All you can do is scare others, cheat on them and use violence. Don’t interfere with my relation with Y/N, because unlike me, you’re nothing; you don’t know her at all, you’re not interested in her, and you don’t truly love her. Plus, I can easily fuck you out of here, and if you give me one more weird glance or remark, or raise your voice at your girlfriend, you’ll fly out the window.”

You were impressed and your cheeks flushed slightly. You knew perfectly well that Seijuurou hated your boyfriend, but you didn’t think that he would defend you in this way and make Hitoshi stay silent for the next few moments. It was a blissful and pleasant silence.

However, unfortunately, after a few more seconds, the blonde spoke up.

“...Y/N, make ne dinner. I haven’t eaten anything since morning.” He grumbled like a two-year-old boy. You sighed and started to go to the kitchen, but your friend grabbed your wrist.

“I don’t remember that Y/N coming here to look after the little baby. She came here straight from work to rest. Didn’t your mother teach you how to boil water and put pasta in it?" The red-haired man laughed and you tugged at his black sweater sleeve with your free hand.

“Listen to me, dude. Y/N is my girlfriend and don’t piss me off. She’ll make me dinner when I ask for it, and you...”

“And me what?” He chuckled. “You are tragic and insolent. I feel sorry for every woman who has had any contact with you.”

“You’re... defending her because you two probably fucking in the office, right? You don’t love me anymore, Y/N?"

“I...” You started calmly but your friend interrupted you.

“You’re fucked up, man, that you suspect her of cheating, and you’ve been doing it since you two started a relationship.” Seijuurou walked over to him, then grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him towards the door. He threw both your boyfriend out the door as well as his jacket and shoes without much trouble. “I think you’ve used Y/N enough over the last few months. Now you can take care of yourself, and if I see you harassing or touching her, I’ll kill you, moron.”

The slam of the door made you jump slightly, then a small tear ran down your left cheek. Seijuurou locked the wood and then walked over to you and hugged your trembling body tightly to his. A light kiss on your forehead calmed you down slowly, and you sighed.

“... T-Thank you.”

“Y/N you are the most important person to me, understand that I couldn’t do otherwise.” He said, rocking the two of you in the middle of the living room and you nodded. “ Did I overdo a bit? ”

“No, it’s okay, Sei. Thank you, r-really.”

You both knew that the young man truly loved you, yet you both wanted to wait. Instead of rushing and acting hastily, the ruby-haired boy ordered your favorite food and offered to watch a movie. You finally felt what it means to have an evening full of rest and joy.

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benevadeca · 2 years

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OMG the food from the kurobas animate cafe is rly cute so I'm compiling it here (translations added using my limited japanese skills and google translate lol)

10th anniversary special Colorful Neapolitan Pasta (the flowers are edible! it also includes monaka?? which doesn't sound very good but well)

Picnic with everyone buncha' ingredients riceballs (this one also has monaka lol)

Burger Plate w/ Tetsuya 2 (the side is corn soup and salad and the little stars are potato!)

Celebrating the 10th anniversary! Bruschetta with tomato and cheese (the sides are veggie quiche, prosciutto, smoked salmon, and salad with olives?)

Now for desert menu!

Buzzer beater! Blue parfait (ramune jelly + ice cream + panna cotta + pudding)

Flowering fruit sandwich (strawberry + kiwi + peach + honey lemon whip, also w/ edible flowers!)

10th Anniversary Party Afternoon Tea Set (comes with 2 bonus coasters! - doesn't specify what kind of tea? maybe they have house blends you can choose from, but the foods are: scone, cheesecake, shortcake, mint flavor macaron, strawberry, chocolate, whipcream + alazan and snowball?? I'm really confused on the last two TBH, the image is p blurry but I think the snowball might just be mochi? unclear)

Nigou cake plate (chocolate blance + monaka + edible flower)

And finally they have shortbread cookies for takeout!

Drink menu!

From left to right:

10th anniversary celebratory sangia (nonalcoholic, raspberry + lemon + orange + cinnamon stick + whipcream + random monaka (7 types))

Let's go picnic! Fruit punch (white grape flavor + straberry + kiwi + orange + muscat jelly + whipcream + random monaka (13 types?*)

Kuroko Tetsuya's Blue Lychee Float (ramune syrup + lychee flavor drink + ramune jelly + vanilla icecream)

Kagami Taiga's Ice Winner** Coffer (ice coffee + whipcream + strawberry sauce + chocolate)

*for why there are 7 vs 13 monaka types I think it's the print on them that differs, so the full-anime style art is only of the GOM w/ the chibi art being of more of the cast

**Fun fact but google translated rly wanted ウィンナー to be Wiener. Kagami's weenie iced coffee

Kise Ryouta's hot lemonade (+ honey and mint)

Midorima Shintaro's Green Potage (spinach potage + monaka. looks like his weird tanuki statue is in a category all its own from the others lol.)

Aomine Daiki's Hot Cocoa (OK so it says "hot milk" but in ingredients it includes cocoa powder so like?? bro. anyway +raspberry syrup and whipcream)

Murasakibara Atsushi's Cranberry Drink (+blue syrup + transparent jelly + fruit cocktail mix + whipcream + sugar)

Akashi Seijuurou's Seperate Drink (orange juice + rose hip peach tea + raspberries + bell rose)*

*if someone could tell me wtf seperate drink means I'd love it. also his not fitting in the row and thus requiring a seperate screenshot. Very akashi in-character lol. Also for "bell rose" i think it's just a species of rose? not sure why it's included seperately from the tea itself, tho the picture looks vaguely like there might be real petals included in the drink? IDK

Also!

In the extra merch section there's a house blend tea so guess that answers the earlier question! It says it's flavor is oriental cherry and comes with a coaster.

The box is a folding picnic box and it comes w/ a random tin badge and 5 pieces of orange flavored candy? I have to wonder what the candy to box ratio is bc the box seems pretty large (conversion is 8 x 3.5 x 2.5 in)

#knb #mine #me knowing very few food words but most of them being in katakana anyway: score #mura's drink is very Him like sugar being it's own ingredient. sir. it being cranberry but the word juice never being used i cant tell if #that's just a language thing or if it's. not technically juice. Fear #sc #the new knb ONOFFYFREE merch is so cute but so expensive and also i dont think international shipping is available :(#i wanted the midorima wallet

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Protective GOM! (Gn!Reader)

A/N: So these all vary in length so sorry for that lol. Also I’ll be making a second part soon. This took a lot of time as is, but I’ll try to get the next part out before my winter break from school is over :)

Seijūrō Akashi:

This man is ruthless

If anyone so much as looks at you in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable, they are- Uh- dead :)

Akashi has a lot of connections and will use them to his advantage

So let’s say you both were at an expensive restaurant (Seijūrō wants to show off his amazing s/o) and your waiter has a staring problem

You could feel his gaze checking you out, which makes you feel uncomfortable

Akashi has yet to notice the guy because he’s not paying attention to him (why would he when he has you right in front of him) but he does notice you shifting uncomfortably in you seat

“Excuse me,” Akashi’s sharp voice rang clearly through the quiet restaurant to the waiter who was giving the Akashi the food he ordered while still side eyeing you. “I would appreciate if you would stop looking at my s/o in that way.”

The waiter glances at Seijūrō for a moment and with a coy smirk cleared his throat. “Of course sir, I’m very sorry.”

He glanced at you one more time before leaning over the table to set your food down in front you you. His hand grazing your thigh while doing so and you tense up.

The sudden crash of Akashi’s plate filled the once quiet restaurant and everyone turned to look over at your table.

Your waiter was now wearing Seijūrō’s food and his face turned a bright red.

“My apologies, perhaps you shouldn’t have been so close,” Akashi says, his voice full of venom and a glint in his eyes holding a silent threat.

The waiter quickly made up an excuse and rushed off in embarrassment and fear.

“Darling are you alright?” Seijūrō asked, attention fully on you. Any sign he was a very was angry (not at you of course) was hidden away.

“Yeah Sei, I’m okay now, thank you.” You pause for just a moment before continuing. “Do you think, we could eat somewhere else though.” Your voice fell to a whisper, slightly self-conscious to all the people looking your way.

Seijūrō just smiles gently at you. “Of course love, wherever you wish to go.”

You both stand up, Akashi quickly left the money for the uneaten food, before either of you leave.

On the way out he holds your hand reassuringly while rubbing comforting circles with his thumb.

“Don’t worry darling, I’ll make sure everything is okay.”

You smile up at Seijūrō taking his words as him comforting you, what you didn’t know is he’s already called his connections to make sure that waiter gets exactly what he deserves.

Daiki Aomine:

Daiki, unlike Akashi, will not be so discreet

Aomine usually will insult or call out the person publicly trying to embarrass them

And if that doesn’t work violence is the other answer, he does try not to when you’re with him, but he has a breaking point

You both were out on the public courts, Aomine shooting hoops and trick shots while you watched (you’ve tried to play with him before but he annihilates you and laughs afterwards while you try to regain your ability to breathing again)

So you were watching on the bench, and reading your newest book, when another basketball rolled up and hit your leg

You set down your book and reached down to picked it up, when some guy jogged over, assumingely to get the ball back.

When you sit back up right to give him it to he was a little too close for comfort

“Here’s your ball,” you say politely.

The guy, ignoring your boyfriend completely, looked you up and down before smirking, “Thanks you,” he pauses for just a moment before leaning even closer towards you. “Hey why don’t you come with me and we could get out of here?”

Aomine, although it didn’t seem like it, was paying very close attention. Now he couldn’t hear what this guy was saying but he didn’t like the fact that he was so close, so he was gaging you’re reaction, just in case you knew him or something. When Daiki saw how you were leaning away from this random guy and he was leaning closer, he finally snapped.

“Hey!” Aomine shouted from across the court, making both you and the guy turn to him. “Are you so lame that you have to try to get with someone else’s s/o?” All while laughing mockingly at him.

The guy turns to face your boyfriend and his eyes narrow showing outwardly that he was getting pissed off, which Daiki caught.

“Well I just thought they would want to be with someone who wasn’t ignoring them.”

“Who said I was ignoring them?” Aomine replies while walking over in an intimidating fashion.

“Well I mean, you left them here alone, what do you expect to happen? Someone not to hit on them?”

At his last sentence he turns to you with that sickening smirk again.

“Now, lets get out of here.” He says while gripping your wrist.

“Let go of me.” You state firmly, while trying to pry your wrist away, but it did nothing against the stranger. Instead his grip tightens making you wince.

“Now, don’t be like th-” The guy was cut short by Aomine fist making contact with his face.

The stranger instantly went down letting go of you in the process.

“Don’t touch them,” Daiki at this point was fuming no longer keeping his mocking facade.

Aomine has had it up to here with this guy, who wouldn’t take no as an answer. Cracking his knuckles, he was about to give this guy the beating of his lifetime, but you, begrudgingly, decided that it would be best you you both just left.

“Daiki,” you say calmly, standing from the bench while placing your hand on his back. “Can we just leave?”

Aomine was about to protest but looking back at you, he could tell you just wanted to go home and forget about what happened.

After a moment of hesitation he finally answers you. “Yeah, lets get away from this prick, he’s boring me”

You chuckle quietly and take his hand as you both started to walk back to your place. It was silent for a couple minutes before you speak again.

“Thank you Daiki.”

“Hm? Psh, that? That was nothing.” Aomine said confidently, but you could tell from the pink dusting across his face that he was getting flustered.

You just look up and smile at him, and he smiles back.

Atsushi Murasakibara:

So I know I’ve mentioned this before but he’ll literally crush anyone that looks at you in a way he doesn’t like

He has a mind of child sometimes and hates to share and he gets jealous veryyy quickly

He’s not the type to notice things right away (or sometimes at all) but when someone says something flat out in front of him to you that he doesn’t like he gets pissed off really fast

So you both decided to have a picnic (food is really the only reason Murasakibara will leave the house)

You had a blanket set out on the grass and had a pile of food in the center (which your boyfriend was consistently consuming) while laying down in your lap. You didn’t mind of course and while he was eating (you taking some for yourself) you just talked about anything and everything

You weren’t the only people there, in fact the park was quite crowded, kids running around, other couples having dates, and friends just hanging out in groups

One of these these groups, with like five different guys, you caught the attention of. They all were on the grass just hanging out before they started to observe the other people in the park and you became their peak of interest, skipping over your ginormous boyfriend completely.

Eventually though all of the guys collectively got the guts to go over and try to talk to you.

Your fingers generally comb through Murasakibara hair as both just sit enjoying each others company while listening to the background noises of other people and your boyfriends consistent chewing of his snacks.

The comfort of your surroundings soon vanish when the group of guys loudly approached the both of you all extremely smug and cocky.

“Hey,” one starts looking directly at you. “Wanna get out of here, we could show you a great time.” He says provocatively making the others snicker behind him.

You chuckle nervously not exactly sure how to react. The absolute audacity of these men. You glance down at your boyfriend who was before staring into a bag of his favorite chips. Now though, he was looking directly at the boys who interrupted the both of you with annoyance and a look you couldn’t quite place.

“No I’m okay,” you speak hesitantly becoming slightly more tense, which Atsushi does take notice of, considering you hand was still was tangled in his hair.

“Aww don’t be like that,” another guy speaks.

“I’m here with my boyfriend and I would appreciate if you left us alone.” You reply firmly starting to get fed up.

Speaking of your boyfriend, Mura was becoming more agitated by the second, so much so that the pile of snacks was now forgotten.

“I’m here with my boyfriend,” another guy mocked you making the others laugh. “C’mon don’t be such a prude.”

How fast Murasakibara stood up after that last comment was made was definitely unusual for the lazy giant. One moment he was in your lap the next second he was standing up towering over the pricks that decided to bother you on his and yours date.

The unsuspecting boys jumped back in surprise to the speed and the height your boyfriend just showed. You, who was getting uneasy from the guys constant pestering and inappropriate comments, sighed in relief.

“I’ll crush you for speaking to my y/n-chin like that.” Atsushi usual lazy voice was full of venom, as he used his height to intimate the group.

Others in the park were starting to stare but you weren’t to focused on them, what you were focused on was the amount of anger in your boyfriend’s eyes.

“Uh we didn’t me anything by it.”

“Y-yeah dude.”

“We are very sorry!”

I was obvious that guys were scared by the rushed stuttered out way they replied to Atsushi.

“Ehhhh I don’t care, you upset y/n-chin.” Mura says, his glare almost lethal now.

It started with one of the guys sprinting away, then another, and eventually all of them. They decide that this little game they started, wasn’t worth their lives. One of them even tripped over his own feet when he was a fairly good amount away.

Turning around Mura looks over at you, who was still sitting down. “You okay Y/n-chin?” His normal lazy voice finally reappearing with a hint of worry to it.

You smile gently up at him. “Yeah Atsushi, I’m okay now.”

Murasakibara sighs exhaustedly and collapsed back on the blanket, his head back in your lap. He reaches over to the snack pile and grabs the first food item he touches. Laughing softly you brush your fingers through his hair once again.

“Good,” Mura dragged out with his face in the bag of his snacks he was currently eating before pulling it out and looking at you directly in your eyes. “No one’s aloud to talk to my y/n-chin like that.”

You cup both of his cheeks and gently place a quick kiss on Mura’s lips. “Thank you Atsushi.”

A light brush spreads across his cheeks before he looks away embarrassed.

“Yeah no problem y/n-chin,” Mura replies quietly before shoving more food in his face, making you chuckle.

Brushing his hair with your figures again you sigh contently, it being peaceful finally once more.

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their embarrassing moments

a/n: IM SORRY I HAD TO DO THIS I THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY. i hope this makes your guys’ day and makes you laugh too

ft. gom + kagami

KISE thinks he knows everyone, and thinks that all the attention is on him. so when he sees a stranger wave at him, he’s eagerly waving back despite not knowing them, until someone from behind is calling out to them and completely disregarded him.

MIDORIMA refuses to use any elevator because oha asa says that it’s bad luck. so he uses the stairs, and goes up quickly to not slow down the people behind him but darn— he misses a step and trips. the people just go around him and continue walking up.

AOMINE likes to scroll through social media during the night. as he’s stalking kagami’s page, he accidentally likes a post from three years ago, quickly unliking it and hoping that kagami didn’t get the notif (update: he did. he did get the notif.)

MURASAKIBARA does not like spicy food, but he also does not like backing down. so when the team is doing the spicy noodles challenge and murasakibara ate it, snot drips into the noodles and he’s panting like a dog.

AKASHI gets back his tests results, knowing he aced it until he sees a 99. a 99? what could he possibly got wrong? he throws it away and blocks it out of his mind, locking it away forever.

KUROKO has vanilla milkshake stains on his clothes. that’s it.

KAGAMI who wanted to get food from maji burger but the cashier told him his card declined in front of everyone.

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The first time I saw ur blog, I read "Ten, she/her" after reading ur akashi x reader and aomine x reader.... I freaked out cuz I thought u were actually ten years old. Cuz, u wrote so well. and aot and knb are not really for kids. Anyways, I luv your writing, Ten! U r wonderful. Try and do some Akashi Seijuro comfort/fluff fic for me, please...

Nonnie, when I read your message, my heart was screaming in absolute happiness, I swear. Thank you for the kind and encouraging words. These kinds of messages inspire me a lot. Anyway, I hope you find this short fic enjoyable and heartwarming. Take care, and thank you for reading!

Pairing: Akashi Seijuro x reader

He smells like amaryllis flowers.

You mull over this as you take a subtle peek at your boyfriend who was relentlessly typing on his laptop, eyebrows scrunched in concentration. The soft glow from the television casts shadows on his face. You’re tempted to reach over and push that stray strand of hair from his face.

You lean back on the sofa and sigh before saying, “Seijuro, you don’t have to stay here, you know. I understand you need to finish that report by tomorrow.”

“Nonsense,” he replies, glancing at you briefly. “I promised we’d spend time together tonight, didn’t I? I apologize if it’s taking a while. I made a few careless mistakes earlier.”

You shrink into yourself, burying your chin into his hoodie as you rub your arm to ward off the chill. Seijuro’s hoodie was obviously large for your size, its edge falling below your waistline. Its sleeves swallowed up your hands until only the tips of your fingers were visible. You smile fondly.

Seijuro interprets your silence wrongly. He folds his laptop shut, setting it aside. He turns his full attention to you. “Are you mad?”

Taken aback, you blink at him. “What? Why would I be mad?”

“We were supposed to be watching a movie tonight. The Call, was it? You told me how much you wanted to watch this thriller movie weeks ago. And yet, here I am, spending these precious times with you hunched down in front of my laptop.”

You note the way his lips curve down to a mild frown. Even wrapped around by the darkness of the room, you could see the faint hints of frustration and self-loathing playing around his eyes. Giving in to your earlier urge, you scoot towards him and gingerly sweep your fingertips through his hair.

A smile unfurls your lips as you watch him lean to your touch.

“What?” he asks when you proceed to giggle at him.

“Has anyone told you that you're cute when you sulk like that, Sei?”

Slightly displeased, he shrugs your hand off. “I don't think anyone has the audacity to say that in front of my face.”

“Well, I’m telling you now,” you wink.

“You have my gratitude,” he shoots back with scandalized amusement.

You laugh as you clasp your hands together.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers as you lean your head against his shoulder. “You deserve more than scraps of my time. I can’t—”

“Sei,” you interrupt him, “I knew what I was getting into before I said ‘yes’ to you. You're a man with heavy responsibilities not a normal person could bear on a daily basis. You have high expectations placed on top of your head. In fact…”

The pause in your voice makes him look down to glance at you, only to catch a glimpse of the breathtaking smile that made him fall for you in the first place. He stares at you and holds the softness of your eyes to himself.

“...I admire and respect you a lot,” you continue. “Most of all, I appreciate that you make every effort to be with me. You could've easily finished your reports if you had been home, but here you are, working your way diligently on my uncomfortable sofa with the television noise in the background.”

You wave your hands in front of him bashfully. “Besides, wearing your clothes makes me miss you less. It has a sweet, familiar scent to it. Smell just like you.”

“If you keep this up, I’m going to end up with an empty wardrobe,” he comments and tugs at the sleeves playfully.

“You can always buy new ones,” you throw in, sticking out your tongue mischievously.

Boisterous laughter resounds from the TV program none of you were paying attention to. You stare out the window, idly watching the darkened clouds scuttling over the pale moonlight. A twinge of melancholy slithers into your heart as you unwind your hand from his.

“To be honest, I feel like I’m the one who's inadequate in this relationship,” you mumble, closing your eyes in shame, “I couldn't do anything to support you. Sometimes, I wished I could've been more capable and skilled to help you out at work.”

Your eyelids flutter open, a gasp escaping the confines of your mouth when you feel Seijuro’s thumb brushing your lower lip. His crimson eyes lock into yours, steel hard with conviction but molten with desire and unrelenting adoration. You shiver under the intensity of his stare.

His hand travels to the back of your neck before you feel him tip you towards him. He draws closer to you, resting his cheek against the pulse of your neck.

“Looking down like that doesn't suit my empress,” he whispers. He dips his head to press his lips at the curve of your shoulder. A soft exhale leaves his mouth, tickling your skin and sending pleasant shivers down your spine.

Wordlessly, you bury your hand in his hair.

“Please don't ever think less of yourself,” he continues, reaching at your waist to pull you even closer. “Your presence is my reprieve. Simply being with you lightens my burdens, and for that, thank you.”

You pull away, gently capturing his face in your hands. Measured strength marred by delicate vulnerabilities. Beautiful. You are certain he is the most beautiful man you have ever seen.

“Thank you, Seijuro.”

#akashi seijuro x reader #akashi x reader #akashi seijuurou x reader #akashi seijuro #akashi seijuurou #akashi seijūrō #knb #kuroko no basket #the basketball which kuroko plays #anon request #precious anon #thank you for the request

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THE GIRL WHO FLEW DOWN THE STAIRS _

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‘ the story of akashi meeting you and all the events after that made him realize he was falling for you ’

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character .. akashi seijuurou

word count .. 1.3k

tags .. fem!reader who is energetic but also thoughtful and likes to learn (as requested) , lowkey pining? , s h o g i , written from akashi pov , requested by the lovely bean anon <3

Akashi’s first impression of you wasn’t anything bad. It wasn’t exactly good either. It was certainly memorable though. ‘The girl who flew down the stairs, knocking him onto the ground, and landing on top of him with a thump’ is how he remembers you.

The moment was almost cliche. If your eyes had met and lingered on each other, both aware of the position you were in but not moving away, then it possibly would’ve been a scene straight out of some cheesy romance novel.

Instead, you seemingly bounced straight up upon impact, not even bothering to spare Akashi a second glance. You proceeded to give him a quick apology, running down the next flight of stairs immediately after.

It was definitely one of the odder interactions Akashi had with his fellow students at Rakuzan High, but it amused him nonetheless and made him notice you much more often around campus. Even though you weren’t in any apparent rush anymore, you still radiated this energy that was all bubbly and seemingly ready to burst.

It brought a small smile on his face every time he saw you, bouncing along hallways without a care in the world, chattering away with your friends. Sure you seemed like the typical happy-go-lucky person, but Akashi couldn’t help but see you as a bit more unique.

Your second interaction with Akashi was an interesting one too, in Akashi’s opinion at least.

The basketball team had just won a tournament the other day, so Akashi was free this afternoon. He had decided to go challenge some shogi club members to a few games.

In the middle of one of those games, you walked into the club room.

Akashi didn’t think you were part of the club, and his suspicions were confirmed when another member of the club went to ask if you needed anything. Akashi was definitely not eavesdropping, no he was paying attention to his game (the one he knew he would easily win anyway) when you pulled out an envelope and he happened to overhear you telling the club member that someone asked to meet you.

Nobody in the room came forward to claim they were the one who sent the letter though.

After a few awkward, silent moments, you moved to take a seat with some of the other club members. It was an action that surprised Akashi. He figured you would’ve just left because the whole did seem like a waste of time. However, you just sat there asking some club members to teach you how to play.

Akashi could sense genuine curiosity in you and, needless to say, it intrigued him. It seems like there’s more to the “girl made of energy” than he originally thought.

The clock ticked, and a few rounds later, Akashi decided it was time to head home. Saying his formal goodbyes, he walked out of the clubroom.

He didn’t expect you to come running after him, almost slamming into him again in the process.

“You shouldn’t run around school so much, you know. You could end up bumping into people and maybe even hurting them.” The words left Akashi’s lips sounding a lot more teasing and flirtatious than he intended.

You blushed and started rambling out apologies. ‘Cute’ Akashi thought.

His brain froze.

Wait. Cute? How-

“Anyway um.. you left your notebook back there…” you said, holding out what was indeed his notebook out towards him.

“Oh…” was all he could say. He rarely forgot his things, especially things as important as his notebook. It seems his mind must’ve been too distracted by... other things. “Thank you L/n-san.”

He saw a slight shock on your face. “You know my name?”

His brain froze yet again. How was he supposed to answer this question without seeming like a stalker?

“Well yes…” he started before you cut him.

“Didn’t expect the Akashi Seijuurou to know my name.”

He scoffed at that. “I think I’d know the name of the girl who jumped down the stairs and knocked me to the ground.”

“Again, I’m really sorry about that…” you said with a smile, although Akashi could see the guilt that lingered behind your eyes.

“Don’t worry about it,” he quickly said. “I was just…”

He was just what? Flirting? Was he actually flirting? Him. Akashi Seijuurou. Flirting??

“…you know,” he finished quietly.

You didn’t say anything in response but instead looked at him with a peculiar sort of gaze.

“Um.. hate to make things awkward by asking this but… were you the one who sent me this?” You held up the envelope Akashi saw earlier.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Oh… okay then.” Was it just Akashi’s imagination or did he hear a sliver of disappointment in your tone? “I suppose you don’t know who it is either right?”

He shook his head.

A lot of thoughts rushed through his mind. Did you actually expect him to send you a love letter? Did you hope it was him?

He sensed you were about to leave though, so before he could regret it, he asked you, “Why do you want to know who sent it anyway?”

Your eyes widened slightly at the question.

“I understand the curiosity and wanting to know who it is but… if they didn’t show up, why are you still waiting?” He clarified.

“Akashi-san, you’ve never confessed to someone have you?”

He gave a slight nod.

“Well, I don’t see why you’d need to,” you mumbled more to yourself than him. Clearing your throat, you continued, “The thing is, confessing takes a lot of courage. And writing this letter asking me to meet them here would’ve taken a whole lot of that courage already. I think that, if they were able to go that far, then I should at least hear them out right?”

That… surprised Akashi.

“But then again, there’s always a possibility this is just a prank,” you added as an afterthought.

Unsure of what to say, he just nodded. “It is possible, considering how long you had to wait.”

You smiled, “The wait was fine though. I had fun learning shogi.”

You actually had fun learning how to play? Looking back, it did seem like you were enjoying yourself…

It’s strange. Akashi realized just how much his view of you changed in one afternoon. Earlier, you were that bubbly, energetic girl bouncing through the halls. Now, you were this thoughtful and kind person who liked to learn. You also said you had fun playing shogi, which nearly made Akashi’s heart skip a beat.

Oh.

He gets it now. The reason his brain was acting all slow was you. With that thought, everything became clearer.

Now he wishes that love letter really was a prank.

“Ah Akashi-san, I think I have to go home soon,” you said, holding up your phone. “You’re heading out too right? Wanna walk with me?”

He blinked in surprise but quickly agreed.

“Great, just let me get my things first-” And with that you rushed back into the club room.

Akashi stood staring at the empty hallway, still caught up in his thoughts and trying to process what just happened between you two just a few seconds ago.

When you came back out with your things, he couldn’t help but smile softly. The two of you fell into conversation easily, and by the time you walked out of the school gates, you were still in a talk that showed no signs of nearing an end.

He wanted to continue walking and talking like this, but there was a car and a driver waiting for him in the exact opposite direction of where you were headed.

“Well, goodbye then L/n-san,” he said, hoping the reluctance wasn’t obvious.

You smiled in response. “Goodbye Akashi-san. It was nice talking to you.”

With that the two of you went your separate ways. Throughout the car ride home, Akashi could think of nothing but you. It would seem… he has taken quite the liking to you.

He isn’t sure what’ll happen next, but he’s looking forward to seeing you again and hopefully, talking more with you too.

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note .. THIS CAME OUT LONGER THAN ORIGINALLY INTENDED but anyway i actually enjoyed writing this,,, yk all the stuff potentially going thru akashi’s mind when he has a crush intrigues me and uhh i hope u guys liked this and if u do PLS LMK WHAT U THINK !! it would legit mean the world if u guys did <3

#knb x reader #akashi x reader #akashi x you #akashi seijuurou x reader #akashi seijuro x reader #akashi fluff #knb fluff #knb imagines #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket #akashi seijurou #and again idk how to tag sht #signed.. koko

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