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madammidnightsblog · 6 months

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Kirisaki Daiichi Edging

Warning : edging, handjob, mommy kink, dacryphilla, slight pain kink, degrading, fingering, gagging, rimming, eating out, vibrator, thigh riding, marking

Hanamiya

"Fuck, Mommy please, shit, please slow down, oh god, please Mommy!" He cried, warm tears falling down his tear-stained face as your hand only pumped his dick faster, giving his angry purplish tip more attention.

The precum and lube made it easier to move your hand on his sensitive cock, loving the high pitch whines and cries from as the pleasure built up quickly. You loved seeing the usually sadistic and cocky man becoming a babbling and crying mess under your touch no matter what you did, it made your pussy clench around nothing. His hands were weakly pushing your hand away, but your free hand was quick to hold his wrists to his chest as your hand only faster. His hips raised while weakly thrusting into your wet fist, but you pulled away which made him whimper and beg you to touch him again. Scoffing at his needy behavior, you decided to smack his dick that stood proudly, and it earned you a sweet mewl along with a sob. It's been an hour of nonstop edging and teasing which he rightfully earned, but they didn't stop him from demanding for more.

"Such an indecisive whore you are. One minute you're telling me to stop then the next you're begging for more. I can't believe how fucking dumb you are to think I would even give in though as if you didn't basically beg for a punishment from your attitude. You're lucky I'm even fucking touching your pathetic dick." You spat with every smack to his dick, and it only made him throw his head back onto your shoulder, moaning like a bitch in heat along with small whines.

"Y-You're acting, shit, like you're..you’re not enjoying this." He moaned as his dick twitched from the arousing abuse you gave it.

Furuhashi

Two fingers of yours were thrusting eagerly in his sopping hole, watching how it fluttered and clenched around your fingers as he held his cheeks apart for you. A ball gag was placed in his mouth as drool dripped from the white gag as moans muffled and vibrated behind it as your fingers curled slightly, hitting his abused prostate. Lust filled eyes watching you as his eyebrows knitted together when your fingers scissor him open ever so slightly before pulling them out which earned you a soft whine from him. His hole fluttered and twitched at the sudden emptiness, and he silently pleaded for something to fill him which you gladly did so by giving his hole a small kiss which made his breath hitch before you pushed your tongue into him. Your tongue swirled and probed at his velvety walls that had his hips jolting away but pushing back on the small muscle as airy groans behind the gag filled the room. His eyes were blinking away the tears that formed as your tongue was massage his swollen gland which made his toes curled in arousal.

"Mmh!" He moaned as his nails dug into the fat of his ass to keep him grounded, his knuckles turning white along with his nails that where pressing crescents into his skin.

Pulled back you teasingly licked at his hole with a giggle, "You're so cute." You purred before shoving your tongue back at it, teasing his walls by swirling your wet muscle as the taste of the strawberry lube filled your senses.

Hara

"You like that huh?" You moaned as you pressed the vibrator to his leaking tip which he dumbly nodded.

His eyes were screwed shut as he tried to focus on not cumming yet despite your other hand fondling his balls which had him on edge, "Like it a lot! I like it a lot, Mama!" He moaned as the vibrator was trailing down his shaft and balls before pressed against his twitching hole since his legs were forced open by your knees.

Seeing him twitching and moaning so much, you knew he was close to cumming so you lowered the volume of the toy before drawing circles on his balls to get a soft grunt. He loved his balls being played with so you were making sure they got a lot of attention while leaning forward to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth before pushing his bangs back to see his eyes slowly opening to stare up at you in lust. He whimpered for a proper kiss so you pulled him into a soft kiss, lips slowly moving in sync which he moaned into it as you dragged the vibrator up his base back to his tip and smeared the beads of precum that was bubbling up. Pulling away, Hara licked away the strings of saliva before biting his lip as you tell him how pretty he looked right now.

Yamazaki

"Mommy.. Mommy.." He whines as he grinded down on your thigh, dragging his cock painfully slowly against your leg in an attempt to edge himself.

He was pent up from practice and games. He needed to do something to get him off and what better way than riding his Mommy's thigh that he loved so much. Your mouth was busy kissing his neck and shoulders as your hands held his hips to help him and he melted into your touch so easily which made him desperate to make you tell him how much of a good boy he was, he was in desperate need to be called your good boy. His hips moved faster as your teeth brushed against his collar bone before you sucked on the soft skin. Pooling of precum on your thigh made you coed when you pulled away and watched how his face became a dazed and needy expression as he looked at you for any praise which you happily gave.

"My good boy using Mommy to get off, hm? Using my thigh to feel good just like a good boy would." You cupped his face and pressed a kiss to his nose which made him almost cum on spot from

#sub character #anime smut #x dom reader #anime #knb smut #knb x reader #knb #knb yamazaki #knb hara #knb furuhashi #knb hanamiya #kirisaki daiichi

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mera-k1 · 6 months

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Kaiju No. 8 - make outs

kaiju no. 8 x gn!reader

-suggestive but nothing super explicit

Kafka has experience. Or so he'd like to say. He has to admit that you'd need to lead the way if you had experience with this sort of thing. That being said, the whole make out is so sweet even after saying he can let loose. Even with your hands pushing him deeper into the kiss, he still shows that he has some self control left. Somehow.

He can't help but tease you while you both make out. Hoshina loves the reactions you give him when he pulls away to whisper some teasing words in your ear before going right back to satisfying his lover with the passionate make out they asked for.

Contrary to what you might think, Iharu is actually quite loving towards you while making out. Once you really get him going with some teases, he'll get aggressive. He'd like the verbal okay from you though before he does. He'll pull away just to ask you in a quiet whisper before diving right back into your lips once you agree.

Gen is a riot to make out with. It's so messy and.. guess you could say passionate. He's truly so into it and you can tell. He wants you on his lap with your hands tangled in his hair while he's trying to pull you impossibly closer to him. It's almost impossible to guess what he might try to pull next and yet that just adds to the thrill as the room gets hotter.

#kaiju no 8 smut #kaiju no 8 x reader #kaiju no 8 #x reader #♡ fics ♡#gen narumi x reader #gen smut #hoshina soshiro x reader #hoshina smut #kafka hibino x reader #soshiro hoshina x reader #kafka smut #kafka hibino smut #iharu furuhashi x reader #iharu smut #soshiro smut

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dollyup · 1 year

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Kirisaki Daiichi x gn!crush!reader

11/19/22

WC: 2,094

The members are realizing you are a little sleep-deprived.

Background story:

“Shit!” you were racing your way to school after waking up late. Lately, you’ve been having a hard time sleeping and you fell asleep an hour before you were supposed to get ready for school. You should’ve just pulled another all-nighter! As you were approaching the gate of your school, you started slowing down to catch your breath. Trudging your way through the halls to your class, all you wanted to do was put your head down and try to catch a few minutes of rest. Finally reaching your class, you groaned seeing the desks were in groups. After scanning for an empty seat you quickly noticed there was only one vacancy. You started to feel your heartbeat pick up as you made your way over.

Hanamiya Makoto

Hanamiya slowly looked up with a lazy smirk as you guys made eye contact. “My, my. If it isn’t (Y/N),” he said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at his smirk but gave a small smile as you sat down at the empty desk. You quickly put your head down as you mumbled a quick, “Hello, Hanamiya-san.” His smirk faltered as he caught sight of the bags under your eyes and heard the exhaustion in your voice. Your teacher soon walked in and you felt Hanamiya poke your side roughly. You shot up in your seat with a small squeak and immediately turned and glared at your assailant. He had an unreadable expression on his face as he started to doodle on his paper, ignoring whatever the teacher was saying. You had your head rested on your hand and started taking notes but started to feel your eyes droop and soon you were asleep. Hanamiya looked up from his notes looking at the clock and noticed there were a few minutes left of class before he turned his gaze towards you. He tsked and started his notes from where you left off. Soon after the bell rang and you slowly raised your head with a groan. Your head was pounding as you cringed from the classroom’s bright lights. Hanamiya waited as you packed your bag as the classroom emptied. “How much sleep did you get last night?” he said with a scowl. With a sigh at the face he gave you, you replied with a small “not enough.” He then grabbed your bag and then added a small flick to your forehead. “H-Hey! I can carry my own stuff!” He rolled his eyes as his smirk came back to his face making you flush. He then grabbed your wrist and started walking in the opposite direction of your class. With the gym doors in sight, you felt a small smile creep onto your face as you made the connections. As you both walked through the doors hearing the squeaking of shoes stop, Hanamiya ripped off Seto’s eye mask from his head and gave it to you. Seto grumbled but then stopped when he saw it was given to you and he noticed your tired, apologetic look. Hanamiya then threw his jacket at your head and you caught it with a confused look. “Sleep.” was all he said and you blushed a little as he set your bag down for your head with his signature smirk and you laid down with his warm jacket covering you. You put the eye mask on and slowly fell asleep with his scent surrounding you. Hanamiya walked towards the team and Hara said “Looks like captain has a soft spot~” with a teasing smirk on his face. “Looks like someone wants to run laps.” After Hanamiya said that there was a collection of slaps to the back of Hara’s head.

Hara Kazuya

Hearing the familiar pop of his gum almost agitated you. Normally you wouldn’t have a problem, but you’re just a little tired today. Well, more than a little. “How's my favorite person doing today?” Hara said with a smirk as he patted the seat next to him. You blushed a little and grumbled out a little “tired” as you sat in the desk next to him. Hara leaned over in your face a bit, making you sigh and put your hand on his face, pushing him back into his space. Hara giggled a little with a small “awww~”. He doesn’t know if you’re aware of just how large the bags under your eyes looked and he gave a small pout. The teacher walked in and you tried paying attention to the lecture. Key word tried. When you’d start taking your notes, Hara would doodle on the corners of your paper with little hearts. When he wasn’t doing that, he was gently brushing his fingers against your hand when you weren’t writing. You tried to calm your racing heart whenever he did that. As the teacher ended the class, there were about 10 minutes left before the bell so you put your head down to try and gain a few minutes of rest. Unfortunately, Hara had other plans for you as he started poking your head and arms, and then gave a small poke to your side with an annoying “(Y/N)-chan~~” You groaned as you lifted your head up enough to give him a small glare. “Let me rest please Hara-kun.” Hara clicked his tongue because he’s usually used to your banter and cute facial expressions. As you finally started to feel yourself fall asleep, you felt something draped across your back with a small pressure on your head. “Don’t worry (Y/N/N)-chan, I’ll let you rest for now.” He sighed and pouted. Maybe he would give you a break since he was the one who kept you up all night from blowing up your phone asking for a date.

Yamazaki Hiroshi

Yamazaki saw you walk into the class and immediately blushed. He noticed you were walking a little sluggish and then looked at your face. You happened to make eye contact with him and he flushed even harder making him cough and look down at his desk. Even though he was flustered, he took note of the dark circles under your eyes. You finally made it to the seat next to him, greeted him with a small smile, and a meek “Good Morning Yamazaki-san.” He grunted back a small “morning” and tried to relax his shoulders. The teacher walked in with a small greeting and went straight into the lesson for the day. After explaining what today’s lesson was, he told everyone to finish the assignment in their groups. Yamazaki turned to you to start the assignment. As you guys were finishing the group work, you almost sounded like you were slurring your words. Your eyes were drooping and he felt bad that you were so tired. “(Y/N)-chan, are you ok? You seem really tired.” He almost cringed at the obviousness of the statement. “I’m ok Yamazaki-san, thank you for asking. I am tired. I’ve just been having a hard time sleeping lately because I’ve been taking care of my sick little brother. My parents are on a business trip until next week.” you said with a little smile, thinking about your sweet little brother. Yamazaki nodded his head in understanding and cleared his throat before speaking. “Do you need any help? My mom makes the best soup for when I’m sick. I-I’m sure I can ask her to make some and I can grab it for you after school.” You looked at him with a bright smile and a little flush to your cheeks, “That would be amazing! Oh, thank you Yamazaki-san!” You ripped a small piece of paper from your notes and wrote your number and address on it and gave it to him. “Here’s my info! Just text me later and I’ll make some dinner for you as thanks.” The bell rang and you quickly got up to go to your next class with a quick goodbye. Yamazaki blushed furiously and tried to tell you it wasn’t necessary, but you were already walking out of the room. He quickly typed in your number into his phone and contemplated putting a heart next to your name, but decided against it until he gathered the courage to ask you out.

Furuhashi Kojiro

Furuhashi looked up from the book he was reading and quickly glanced at your face. He noticed you looked a little flushed and had a tired look on your face today. He’s noticed the bags under your eyes are more prominent than the day before. You greeted Furuhashi with a small smile and he gave a short nod in response as you took the seat next to him. The teacher walked in shortly after you and told the class about the group project that’s due at the end of next week. After explaining the project and what was expected, he let everyone have the rest of the class to work on it. You had seemed to zone out after the explanation and Furuhashi sighed after you didn’t respond to him calling your name. You had your chin resting on your palm and after receiving no response to his question, Furuhashi softly pulled your elbow of the arm your head was resting on. This got your attention as you blinked your eyes at Furuhashi owlishly. “I-I’m sorry Furuhashi-kun, did you say something?” “I was asking if you’d rather work at my house, or yours?” You flushed a little after realizing you didn’t respond the first time and stuttered your response. “U-Uh. Um, whoever lives closer to school is fine.” He knows he lives closer, but considering how tired you look he thought yours would be better. “Your house it is then. Maybe then you can get to rest once we’re done instead of walking home. I’d prefer you catch up on sleep. The bags under your eyes are noticeable” You gave a small smile at the fact that he was thinking of you when it came to your health, even though it wasn’t said nicely, you knew him well enough to know he meant nothing by it. You watched as he grabbed your phone and he gave you a look that meant he wanted you to unlock it. Little did you know that he already knew the password as he’s watched you unlock it before, he just wanted to be courteous. He typed in his number once you unlocked it and texted his phone from yours. “Meet me at the gate after school. I want to get started tonight.” he softly said. The bell rang and he stood up to leave and gave you a small pat on the head. You blushed and he walked out. You just couldn’t take the smile off your face as you walked to your next class.

Seto Kentaro

Seto already had his eye mask and was leaning with his head against the wall behind him sleeping in the back of the classroom. You quietly sat down next to him with a small sigh. You envy the fact he gets away with sleeping all the time. Feeling a presence next to him he lifted up one side of the mask and smirked slightly seeing you sitting next to him. He’s always enjoyed your presence as you tend to not bother his sleeping and you’re easy on the eyes. He grunted a tiny greeting and you looked at him with a cute smile. “Good Morning Seto-kun.” The teacher walked in and started lecturing the classroom. Seto took his mask off to figure out what the assignment of the day was before he went to sleep again. He heard you sigh and gave you a side glance when he heard you yawn. As the teacher explained more, he heard you yawn two more times. He leaned back in his seat and gently nudged your arm. You lazily looked over at him as you watched him reach into his bag and fish out another eye mask. He handed it to you and then leaned forward against his desk and patted his arm. You raised your eyebrow and shot him a confused glance when you looked from his arm to his eyes. He sighed and whispered a small “You can use my arm to rest against. I’ll pay attention in class today. Lord knows the number of times you’ve paid attention for me in here.” You give a big smile with a light flush on your cheeks as you put on the eye mask and wrap your arms around his and rest your head against his strong arm. “Thank you Seto-kun.” Seto smiled in response and gave a little pat on your head.

Thank you for reading my first post! Lmk how I did and my requests are open!

#knb #knb x reader #kirisaki daiichi #kirisaki daiichi x reader #hanamiya makoto x reader #hara kazuya x reader #furuhashi kojiro x reader #yamazaki hiroshi x reader #seto kentaro x reader #kuroko no basket x reader

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kirisaki-daichi-scenarios · 2 years

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the boys teasing Hanamiya for liking a girl one that you wrote earlier,,,, IT IS AMAZING,,,, SO CUTE,,, I LOVE IT,,, CHEF KISS MUA ,,, will there 👉🏻👈🏻 will there be a continuation where the boys find out he likes the girl and tried to help him get her

p1 here

Hara says Hanamiya likes you.

Hara also says that if you buried a berry underground, it would become a tuber and grow into one big berry with roots, which just goes to show that no one should listen to a word that guy says.

And, given that Hanamiya knows that that’s not how berries work, and especially given that Hanamiya has no interest in recalling the moment he called you cute (you, a mere acquaintance - no, less than that, a fellow student, or, even less familiar: a stranger who just so happens to attend the same school and the same classes as he does), Hanamiya elects to ignore every single word that comes out of Hara’s mouth.

The problem really begins when Matsumoto, a guy who makes a point of never kidding, strolls into practice one afternoon and says, “you’re not dating that girl in chemistry are you, Hanamiya?”

Hanamiya pauses from where he’s been jogging on the spot. “Are you kidding? What the fuck are you on about now?”

Yamazaki sniggers. With an impish grin, He passes a ball to Hara.

“It’s not that deep,” sighs Matsumoto, rolling his eyes, “I just heard her talking to her friends about you. The way she was talking - it sounded like the two of you were together.”

“Well, we’re not”.

The way Hanamiya frowns as he says that, looking distinctly preteen and faintly pink in the cheeks, makes even Matsumoto struggle to contain his smile. Everyone sees the way his lips just part, then slam shut, as he fights the impulse to ask what you had been saying.

And things get worse for the captain. Furuhashi catches him watching you during gym class - the excuse is that he’s pondering the feasibility of a female basketball team. One evening as Seto prepares to walk home with Hanamiya, he becomes privy to you thanking the man for his help in the most recent chemistry assignment. Surprising for two reasons, in Seto’s mind: a) how stupid were you to need help with that assignment, and b) since when had Hanamiya, king of enjoying people struggle over things he finds easy, been helping others with homework? It can’t be that you’ve blackmailed him, that much is for sure. So it has to be…

“Love,” declares Hara.

Matsumoto rolls his eyes - against his will, he is attending this If-Hanamiya-Gets-A-Girlfriend-He’ll-Stop-Making-Zaki&Me-Do-Laps meeting. His misfortune is in having done some group work with you last year, and thus in having your phone number.

“It’s a crush,” he corrects.

“Who cares? It’s enough for us to have some fun with.”

…That’s the level of care with which Hara has decided to approach the delicate operation of getting Hanamiya a girlfriend.

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anime-allover · 2 years

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Hi, I hope you’re doing good! Can I ask for prompts 1 and 10 with Reno and/or Iharu (separate) please? Thank you!

Laying here is...

Iharu and you are on the couch, enjoying eachother company. Iharu sighed and laid his head down onto your lap. You smiled and looked down to see his face.

"Man, you look way different from this view." He tilt his head to look at you in a different angle.

"Is that bad or good?" You run your finger tips onto his cheeks and slowly holds his face.

"Why ask that? You know it's good, it's possible it can be more than good." He smiled and closed his eyes when he felt your lips on his forehead.

"I was just checking, weirdo." You kiss his nose. Iharu snorted.

"Weirdo? How am I weird?"

"Ok, we won't talk about the time you got really drunk." You rolled your eyes and laughed.

"Wait, what did I do?" Iharu smile turned into an nervous one.

"Don't worry about it. Just know you looked adorable." You kissed his lips slowly.

"You got blackmail on me don't you?"

"Of course."

Thank you for requesting

#x reader #gender neutral reader #kaijuu 8 gou x reader #kaijuu 8 gou #iharu furuhashi #iharu x reader #iharu furuhashi x reader

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ravenslvt · 2 months

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why does your best friend's older brother have to be so hot?? :(((

☆ suna rintarou x fem!reader (pt.1) ☆

cw: smuut! p in v, v fingering, fluffy, lowk sweet, implied virgin reader, unprotected sex.

pt. 2 pt.3 pt.4

you sigh at the empty water bottle on the nightstand. you look over at your best friend, ami. she was fast asleep. you smiled, glad you were able to visit her on your break from university. you were grateful her parents let you stay over while they were out of the country for some sort of work meeting.

back to the important matter, your thirst. you slowly get up, trying not to wake your dark haired bestfriend. grabbing the tin water bottle and tiptoeing downstairs, making sure to close the door to her bedroom quietly on the way out.

you walk through the familiar halls of the house you’ve known since you were young. all the lights were off except the kitchen light.

walking in, you notice your bestfriend’s hot ass older brother, rintarou, leaning against the kitchen island on his phone. he was wearing his usual loose sweatpants, and a tight fitting t-shirt from your old highschool. it used to be loose on him, it was clear he’s been working out more and gained more muscle. his head perks up, he pauses whatever he was watching and speaks.

“hey, didn’t think anyone was still awake.” his voice is low and a little hushed.

you don’t notice the way his eyes go to your attire, small little sleep shorts and a tank top.

you notice he’s heating something up in the microwave as you reach the fridge, unscrewing the cap to your water bottle to refill it. you watch as the bottle slowly fills, talking to him.

“ami fell asleep and i was thirsty. she always passes out so fast” you softly chuckle. she was always the first to fall asleep at sleepovers, even in your childhood. girl was a deep sleeper.

“mmm” he simply hums, returning back to looking at his phone.

you turn back to face him, taking a refreshing sip of water.

“whatcha watchin?” you lean on your elbows against the counter, peering over at him.

your relationship with suna rintarou was…. friendly to say the least. he was only a year older than you and ami, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a (fat) crush on him since middle school.

you remembered the exact moment your crush on him had started. you and ami were twelve and rintarou was thirteen. you were at the suna’s family beach house for summer break.

you and ami relaxed in the sun, reading your assigned reading books together and laughing over how dumb you guys thought the plot was.

“seriously, this guy is so lame. he just mopes around and smokes cigarettes all day. dude’s gonna have lung problems” ami rolled her eyes at a certain line of the book.

you giggled and opened your mouth to say something to agree. until a volleyball came flying at you full speed. your eyes widened and you just froze. you two were aware rintarou and some of his friends were playing a game of beach volleyball a few feet away.

you flinched and put your arms up quickly in defense, but never felt impact. you look up to see a teenage rintarou who dived to grab the ball before it hit you.

“you good?” he called your name to get your attention. you just nodded, hiding the flushed state of you face with your book. he made a comment on how he read it in english class last year and if you needed any help on the work, he had your back.

“go away, rin. she doesn’t need your c- average help” his sister retorted as he walked back to his friends. he turned his head to give a small chuckle. you never forgot his smile since then.

back in the present, he takes his eyes off his video for a moment to look back at you.

“my game replays. hey, come watch this and tell me if you think furuhashi fucked us over with this serve” he did a ‘come here’ motion. you were at his side within a moment.

you peered at the phone screen over his shoulder. his phone looked so small compared to his large hands. he replayed the video for you to watch. you focused on the teamate he pointed to and it looked like he did a purposefully bad set, aiming right at the opponents head.

“ouch. seemed like he had personal beef with number eight….” your face scrunched in the way the opponent immediently fell to the floor from such a powerful blow.

“yeah, dude let his emotions get the best of him and got the rest of us in trouble with the ref for it” he shuts his phone off, sighing.

“you have another game next week, right? ami wanted me to go check you guys out.” you grab your bottle from the counter.

taking another sip of water, a small droplet spills past your mouth, down your neck, and disapears into the curve of your breasts. you notice the way his eyes follow the bead of water.

his eyes meet yours. and before he can open his mouth, the microwave beeps loudly. he quickly gets up to take the food out with a quick curse, hoping the obnoxious beeping didn’t wake anyone up.

he takes the steaming plate out of the appliance. you notice he heated up some cold pizza you guys ordered earlier in the night.

your eyes go back to his broad shoulders and arms, down to his large veiny hands. he’d matured a lot more since you’d seen him last.

you caught yourself staring, starting to feel a little awkward. you suddenly start to get a little hot, despite what little clothes you wore. you step away to leave the kitchen. your thoughts ran rampet of his hands. you pictured them touching your hair, your arms, your-

“where are you going?” his eyes are only on you now, his arms leaning against the counter to look at you.

“i- um should probably get back to ami” you gulp.

“why? isn’t she asleep? come hangout with your real favorite suna” he smirks, taking a peice of the hot pizza into his mouth.

you roll your eyes and fake scoff.

“don’t let your sister hear you say that, she might believe it” you cross your arms, eyeing him.

he swallowed, wiping his mouth with a napkin and smiling.

“i mean, it’s the truth. isn’t it?” god he was so cocky today. but you loved it.

“and what makes you think that, rin?” you played along. you step a little closer, this time you lean your elbows on the counter facing him. accidentally giving him a front row view of your cleavage through your thin top.

you see the way his eyes drop to your tits. oh you had him.

“cause, you think i’m cuter” his eyes flicker back to your own. he shrugs casually, a smug smirk on his face. his food now forgotten in his mind. only thing he wanted now was you.

“sure, whatever you want to think.” you sarcastically remark back.

he laughs, circling the kitchen island so now you had nothing between you except about a foot of space.

“oh i don’t have to think it, pretty. i know it” shit, he was getting closer and your heart was only beating faster.

“you’re delusional, rintarou.” you aren’t laughing anymore, smile fading to a more serious demeanor. you were nervous and he could tell.

he smiles, running a calloused finger down your arm. it left a trail of fire down your skin and your breath hitched.

“is that why you’re always staring at me. you think i don’t notice?” his voice is lower now, quieter.

fuck. he knew.

“as if you don’t oogle at me whenever i’m in a swimsuit.” you refuse to look away from his gaze.

he lets out a small chuckle. it was hypnotizing.

“i ‘oogle’ you no matter what you wear” he admits, almost proudly.

you eyes widen for a moment. you try your best to hold it together. his hand played with the ends of your hair. you two had never stood this close before.

you felt the flimsy fabric of your panties start to dampen.

“what’s got you all quiet?” his hand moves from your soft locks to hold your chin, forcing you to look right at him.

“screw you, rin” you retort, flustered. he snorts.

“you’d love that, wouldn’t you?” his face only got closer to yours.

you guys were so close, you had forgotten you weren’t the only two in the house.

“in your dreams-“ you start.

“knock that shit off. admit you want this as bad as i do” he says your name. your faces were now inches apart. his eyebrows furrowed and he just looked so attractive. he was studying your expressions, his eyes never leaving your face.

“rin i-“ you start again. this time his lips hover over yours, ghosting over your own.

“tell me to stop and i’ll go back up to my room and we will never speak of this again.” his hand moves to cup your cheek, his forhead resting on your, giving you a chance to pull away.

but you didn’t want to pull away and he didn’t either.

finally, after what seemed like years of tension, you snapped. going up on your tipy toes to crash your lips on his.

his hands immediately draw to your waist, holding you as close as possible while your hands wrap in his soft dark brown locks.

years of unresolved feelings and tension all poured into one heated kiss.

his hands gripping your waist moves down to your hips, he turns you so your rear is against the counter. how convinient his hips are the perfect height for the kitchen island.

you let out a soft gasp as he bites your bottom lip, he smirks and gently prods his tounge into your mouth, seeking permission first. you lean your head back to let him kiss you deeper.

he was fully addicted to your lips.

he pats your hip and you take it as a sign to hop on the marble counter, he helps you jump up. he slots himself inbetween your thighs, your lips never pulling apart.

“fuck. i can’t believe i haven’t tasted you sooner” he says in between kisses. you giggle at the way he refuses to pull apart from you.

he just grips your waist tighter, his cold hands slipping under the fabric of your tank top. you gasp as he reaches for your bare tits, lifting the fabric to rest above your breasts. you never wore a bra around him. and of course he always noticed.

he gave your perky tits a firm squeeze, you mewl into his mouth as he gently pinches your hardened nipples. his cold fingers adding an extra chill.

rintarou’s hips press gently into yours. you could feel his erection through his pants. you grip his hair tighter at the feeling of his clothed member rubbing against your clothed clit.

you unlatch a hand from his hair and bring it straight to his hardness. he hisses as you rub him through the pants. he could feel a small wet patch forming in his boxers.

“shit, take these off” he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of your sleep shorts, you lift you hips for him to shimmy them down your legs, you didn’t even notice where he put them. you didn’t really care.

you were left in your little lace panties. he gave a lopsided smile at how prepared you were. it was like you knew he was gonna fuck you tonight. or maybe you wore these all the time around him, just waiting.

“this wet already?” he sucks in a breath, running a finger over the growing wet patch on your panties. you just nod and focus your gaze on his long fingers. you wanted them so bad.

“rin, please” you grab at his hand that was teasingly brushing over your clothed clit.

“stop teasing” you pout at him. he looks up at you and gives you another kiss.

“you’re too cute not to tease.” he pulls away and pulls your underwear to the side, spreading your legs more. he curses at the sight of your glistening pussy, knowing it was all for him.

he runs a long finger down your folds, causing your grip on his wrist to tighten.

“so worked up, aren’t you? no one ever touch you like this before?” he asks, continuing his motions up and down.

“n-no rin, just you.” you breathily admit, a bit emberassed. it was the truth though, he was the only one you really wanted over the years.

he lets out another curse at the thought of being the first guy to touch you in this way. he was straining against his boxers, his loose sweatpants suddenly feeling so tight on his hips.

“tell me if it hurts and i’ll stop, okay?” he looks you in the eye, serious. you just nod.

“wanna hear you say it, baby” he pulls his hand away from your cunt.

“yes rin, i swear” you assure, shimmying to the edge of the counter to be closer to him.

he smiles, giving you a peck on the forehead before prodding his middle finger into your tight hole, spreading your wetness to make sure you were ready.

he slowly enters you and you grip onto his shoulders for dear life. he gives a few slow experimental pumps of his finger before you were asking for more.

“this ok?” he whispers in you ear, kissing your neck.

“god yes. more please” you plead in a quiet tone, trying your best to keep silent.

he chuckles and adds his ring finger. just two was enough to stretch you out. it was a delicious pain of his large digits splitting you open. you couldn’t even imagine how good his cock would feel.

you bite your knuckles to muffle the sounds of pleasure you were making. but nothing could cover the wet noises coming from him finger fucking your pussy.

his wrist started to ache, but it was worth it to see the way you were taking it so well. he curled his fingers, doing a ‘come here’ motion inside of you. you let out a muffled curse as your legs started to shake.

he kept pumping and curling his fingers over and over. his long thick fingers reached places your little hands just couldn’t.

“i think i’m-“ you cut yourself off with a soft moan, still trying to be quiet.

he just kisses you through your orgasm, groaning into your own mouth. your pussy squeezes around his fingers and he swallows up all your noises. he imagines how you’d feel squeezing his cock like this, while his other hand groping your tit, pinching your nipple. you arch into him and pull away from his lips to breathe.

you pant and look at him, face completley flushed, he slowly removes his fingers. his hand was coated in your cum. he gives your chest a few small kisses, accidentally leaving faint marks on the skin. not an accident at all.

he was panting too. you looked at him, curiously. your eyes go down to his pants. there was an obvious wet stain in the front.

“did you….” your eyes go wide as he flushes with emberassment.

“m’sorry you were just so fucking hot i couldn’t-“ he starts, but you cut him off with your lips. you were immediately aroused again, but this time the only thing that could satisfy you was his cock.

you paw at his sweats, shaky fingers clumsily trying to untie the drawstring. he grips the back of your neck with one hand while the other helps take off his pants. he starts to stroke himself until he’s hard again, still recovering from blowing his load in his pants.

you swat his hand and give his cock long strokes. you finally get a good view of it. he wasn’t small by any means, but not obnoxiously large. it was a delicious size that made your mouth go dry. there was a certain blue vein that ran down from his tip, your finger running over it, making him hiss.

he noticed you staring and encourages you to continue, his thumbs rubbing your thighs in comfort.

you swipe your thumb over his slit making him shiver like a small dog. his tip was so sensitive. you move to try and hop off the counter to get on your knees, but he stopped you, gripping your hips.

“if you do that i won’t be able to last.” he pets your hip sensually. you pout.

“don’t give me that look. next time, i promise” he pecks your lips and your heart flutters. so there will be a next time.

his head rests on your shoulder as you continue to stroke up, switching from pumping it to teasing his tip. he stopped you once his hips started to sputter. he was like putty in your hands at this point.

“p-please” he says your name, panting.

“i need to be inside you. i need to feel you so bad, baby please” he begs, kissing your neck, leaving darker marks in his wake.

you whine at his words, using your legs to wrap around his hips, his cock sitting right above your needy cunt.

“fuck me already, rin” you give his cock a few more pumps before lining him up with your wanting hole.

he does as yous say, slowly pushing in, his mouth gaping wide and his head falls back once he’s fully inside of you.

now your head rests on his chest as you encourage him to move. he slowly pulls out then back in with a powerful thrust. you bite his shoulder to keep from screaming out. surley leaving a mark.

“ohmygod rin” you can’t help but chant out his name as his thrusts quicken. you were praying ami was still asleep or she would totally hear the sounds of his hips slapping into yours.

“shh. gotta be quiet, kay? don’t want your friend to hear you getting fucked by her big brother do you?” he clasped a hand over your mouth, you unconsciously squeezed him tighter. your eyes screwed shut tight.

“fuck. you’d probably like that wouldn’t you? want everyone to see how badly you want my dick?” he groans in a hushed tone, his thrusts getting deeper and deeper. he was loosing control.

he gripped onto your hips to stabilize his pace. you guys never broke eye contact as your mouth hung open silently, trying so hard to keep quiet. he smiles at how fucked out you already looked.

“rinnn” you whine.

“m’right here, pretty” he kisses you once again. one of your hands takes purchase in his (now) messy hair, the other one gripping onto his strong arm. you were sure you were clawing into him with your nails, but he didn’t seem to mind.

you were getting close already. he moaned into your mouth as you tightened around his cock. he fed you simple praises from his pretty mouth, encouraging you to cum.

your thighs tightened around his hips, wanting him to be even closer, if that was even possible.

“i got you, baby. let go” he whispers inbetween kisses.

he bites your lip as you cum on his cock, squeezing him in every possible way. you whine into his mouth, the kiss now turned so messy a bit of drool fell from your mouth.

he fucked you through your orgasm as you shake in his hold, he was holding back his own until you were satisfied. you started to mewl from the overstimulation of his veiny cock pounding into you.

he pulls out, pumping himself until he finishes on your thigh, letting out a hushed moan of your name from his lips, making you squeeze around nothing. both of you breathing heavily.

after you both cool down from your highs, he looks at you, full of admiration.

“you did amazing” he kisses your cheek.

once your mind fog clears, the realization hits you. you just fucked your childhood crush, your bestfriends brother. a part of you feels a little guilty, but the other part of you wants nothing more than to do it again.

he notices your hesitation, placing a gentle hand on your hair so soothe it down.

“hey, you okay?” he asks. you didn’t even notice when he had pulled his pants back up, or when he put your top back in place over your tits.

you give him a soft smile.

“i’m okay” you assure him.

“good” he smiles back, he grabs a nearby kitchen cloth and wipes off his spend from your thigh.

“gross, rin. people use that towel” you scold.

he just shrugs “i’ll throw it in the wash”

you both knew in your heads you couldn’t tell anyone about this.

it was your little secret.

suddenly, rintarou’s phone lights up from across the counter. he puts your panties back in place, grabbing your sleep shorts and putting your legs through them so you could put them back on. he snatches his phone for you both to see.

‘WEATHER WARNING: all schools in the area shut down for another two weeks’ the notification read.

your eyes widen. looks like you’d be staying at the suna’s house for a lot longer than you thought.

the next morning

“ouch, looks like your girl maimed you” ami laughs over her waffles. you sit next to her, pouring the syrup over your own. rin almost chokes on his food and your head snaps up.

“what?” he says with a mouthful of bacon. ami points to the scratches on his arm and the literal bite mark on his shoulder. your eyes go wide. you made sure to wear a hoodie to cover your own marks.

“aww rin hooked up with a wolf!” you add, trying not to raise suspicion. he squints his eyes at you, swallowing his food.

at least he had the decency to wipe down the counter before we ate.

“something like that” you eye eachother before turning back to your breakfast.

this was gonna be a long stay.

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a/n: i kinda wanna make this a mini series lollll lmk of you’d like a pt.2 (this is highkey ooc but idc!!! its fanfiction!!!! i love my fake man fr)

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Spy x Family Review

Spy x Family is an action spy comedy based on a manga by Tatsuya Endo. It is directed and written by Kazuhiro Furuhashi. It is produced by Wit Studio and CloverWorks. The latter studio is known for many series, including Akebi's Sailor Uniform, My Dress-Up Darling, In the Heart of Kunoichi Tsubaki, and Bocchi the Rock!, which released this year. The former studio gained recognition after it produced Attack on Titan's first three seasons. This review will have spoilers.

Reprinted from Pop Culture Maniacs, my History Hermann WordPress blog (where it will be published on Mar. 1), and Wayback Machine. This was the seventeenth article I wrote for Pop Culture Maniacs. This post was originally published on December 31, 2022.

The plot of Spy x Family focuses around the mission of a skilled secret agent codenamed Twilight (voiced by Takuya Eguchi). He is tasked with enrolling a child in a prestigious university to spy on an important political leader as part of Operation Strix, in an effort to keep peace between two warring nations, Westalis and Ostania, an allusion to East and West Germany. In order to complete his task, he takes on the name of Loid Forger, adopts Anya (voiced by Atsumi Tanezaki), a young orphan girl, and marries a beautiful woman named Yor Briar (voiced by Saori Hayami).

Little does he know, but Anya and Yor have secrets of their own: Anya is a mind-reader and Yor is a deadly assassin who is named "Thorn Princess" due to her deadly nature. Despite these dangers, and Loid making decisions which don't always follow common sense, he struggles with juggling the duties of being a caring father, husband, and perfect spy all at the same time.

This plot makes for an enjoyable comedy. Anya is a character that many can relate to not because of her mind-reading abilities, but her quick wit, flexibility, and love for cartoons. Hilariously, the cartoon she loves, Spy Wars, resembles what Loid actually does for a living.

In the same way that Carmen Sandiego, in the recent animated series of the same name, is shown to have human limits, Anya, Loid, and Yor are not superhuman. Anya's powers wane during a new moon and crowded places stress her out. Yor can become insecure and has a lack of social skills, leading her work colleagues to bully her. Loid can become physically exhausted from his work, including his cover job as a psychiatrist at a local hospital in the city of Berlint.

All of the characters have their own villains which makes Spy x Family an intriguing series. Apart from the country's secret police, Loid faces a skeptical brother of Yor, Yuri, who is wholly dedicated to her. Just like the protagonists, Yuri has his own secret. He masquerades as a diplomat when he is actually a secret police officer. Also, Yor feels threatened by Nightfall, a former apprentice of Loid who has a crush on him, and believes that Loid may leave her for Nightfall. At school, Anya faces challenges from fellow students and instructors.

While each of the characters, especially those in the main cast, have their strong points, Yor stands out above the others. While she only marries Loid at first as a matter of convenience, as the series goes on, she is further drawn to him, and dedicating herself to him, and Anya. She has a tough and strong nature unlike any other character, which is displayed when her assassin skills are put to use. Similar to other anime characters, she drinks to calm herself down. In an interesting twist, she can clean well, but cannot cook (unlike Loid), and can be selfless but absent-minded.

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Spy x Family is unlike any other spy series I've ever seen. It does not have the combination of comedy, action, and adventure like the classic 2000s Disney series Kim Possible or similar to the often formulaic, and glitzy, spy fiction Totally Spies! This is because Anya, Loid, and Yor are all playing certain roles, either as schoolchildren or parents, to allay any suspicion from who they truly are.

The series has been positively received, with fans engaging in cosplay, and manga editions flying off the shelves. This popularity has been recognized by the show's producers, who recently renewed the series for a second season and film, which is set to premiere in 2023.

There are many themes in Spy x Family that go beyond a focus on spying. For one, human experimentation is an important sub-theme, even more than occasional mentions of it in the ongoing yuri golf series Birdie Wing. For example, Anya detests studying because it was forced upon her when she was a test subject. Furthermore, the family dog, Bond, later adopted by the Forgers, has future vision akin to Garnet in Steven Universe, and was also experimented on by humans.

The smoothness of the anime's voice acting, music, and animation make it stand out more than other series which aired this year, such as Bocchi the Rock! and Do it Yourself!. This is unsurprising since the show's director, and writer, Furuhashi, is well-established in the anime industry. He previously worked on series such as Rurouri Kenshin, Zipang, Hunter x Hunter, Gunslinger Girl, and Le Chevalier D'Eon.

The show's music is by (K)now Name, a Japanese group known for their work in five other anime, including Sakura Quest and Dorohedoro. Additionally, the show's voice actors are seasoned. For instance, Eguchi prominently voiced Kazuya Kujo in Gosick, while Hayami voiced Yuzuki Shiraishi in A Place Further than the Universe. These elements are enhanced by the show's writing.

Spy x Family doesn't have any direct or indirect LGBTQ themes, even it arguably has queer themes, but not queer representation. In this way, it is different from other spy fiction like the 2018 steampunk spy action Princess Principal, or the OVA and anime springing from the Read or Die light novel and manga. Both have some indirect yuri themes and subtext.

This series was only rivaled on Crunchyroll by the final season of Kaguya-sama: Love Is War, the third season of Ascendance of a Bookworm, and new series such as Love After World Domination, Aharen-san wa Hakarenai, and Shikimori’s Not Just a Cutie, all of which were well-animated and constructed series. However, Spy x Family was the only outright only spy fiction which began during the Spring 2022 series lineup for the streaming platform. This anime was on par with those series because of its staff, artwork, story, and plot.

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Although accurately identifying which anime have the best production values can be challenging due to a lack of public information, and the fact that having a big budget doesn’t "mean that a production ends up looking great", Spy x Family is well illustrated, animated, and constructed, meaning that the production value is higher than other series. As such, it is no exaggeration to say this series has some of the best production values I've ever seen in an anime. This has attracted many fans to the series, which received some of the best ratings "among all [TV Tokyo] programs on all stations for the July 2022 season".

In Western animation, happy families are often the norm, especially in Disney series. This series stands against that norm. Yor, Loid, and Anya are only together for convenience. They are a chosen or found family, but all feel a connection to each other. This is not unique to this series.

A similar family of sorts exists in the popular isekai I've Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out My Level. The protagonist, Azusa Aizawa, becomes an immortal witch, and has a family of sorts which includes a dragon girl, sentient slime spirits, and a ghost girl. A difference is that Spy x Family is more focused on each family member trying to fulfill their societal role, of sorts, and the family in this anime only consists of three people, rather than something larger.

This series bucks the common theme of anime protagonists struggling to do "their best" in school. Such a theme is present in the well-regarded magical girl series Cardcaptor Sakura and Sailor Moon, but is also often present in Western animations.

In Spy x Family, Anya is a terrible student, in part because of human experimentation on her. As a result, she tries to become friends with fellow students to further the "friendship scheme" rather than becoming an Imperial Scholar. Anya is just as bad at academics as Eve in Birdie Wing. However, she has the unique advantage of reading minds and a level of charm that Eve doesn't always have.

Although this series is not as absurd as the overly dramatic golf tournaments in Birdie Wing, the interactions between the characters make you invested in them, and want to watch more. This is strengthened through the many comedic moments, either between Loid and Anya, Anya and Yor, or Anya and Bond. As a result, you root for the characters, either when Loid is gathering intelligence for his next mission or when Anya is trying to make friends at school.

The second season of Spy x Family, set to air sometime in 2023, along with a film, will likely develop the growing romance between Loid and Yor, the friendships Anya is making at school, and the strained relationship that Damian has with his family. As was the case with the 25-episode first season, all of these stories will be intertwined together in some form.

The first season of Spy x Family is currently streaming on Hulu and Crunchyroll.

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Yes, I understand. Thank you for your honest answer. You can then ask headcanon about jealousy Kirisaki Daichi? I thought you did something similar on Akashi and Kuroko. Thank you.

YAMAZAKI HIROSHI

He won't admit it when he's jealous

But there's no need to cuz it's very obvious that he is

He'll be kinda shy and awkward about it since he doesn't really know what to do in situations like these

Most of the time, it's never anything serious and can always be solved with a tight hug and a few words of reassurance

On the small chance that he actually really is jealous…

He'll try to spend as much time with you as possible

He'll practically drag you all around the city just to be alone with you

It's just cuz he's insecure inside tho

Sometimes he doesn't feel like he's the best guy for you

So you just gotta make sure he knows that he's absolutely perfect uwu

SETO KANTARO

When he's jealous, everyone would know immediately

He'll either get really pouty or aggressively affectionate

He doesn't stay jealous for long tho and it's never anything really serious

However, if it's actually serious he'll get all scary and quiet

He becomes really possessive and is noticeably upset if he sees you with the person He's jealous of

Like he'll just walk up to you, put a firm hand on your waist, and drag you away

As you guys walk away, he'd give you a long kiss on the lips to let them know your his and his alone

May or may not turn into a full make-out sesh

“Seto, let's tone it down a bit, we're in public”

“Oh are we? I didn't notice.”

FURUHASHI KOJIRO

Furuhashi isn't one to easily get jealous

In the rare case that he actually does, he'll be very quiet about it

You might notice his jealousy in the small, subtle things

Like maybe an arm around your shoulder in public

Or even a tight hold on your hand

Just a little something to let people know you're his

He’ll basically become more possessive of you

As if he isn't very possessive already

If he's actually really jealous, he'll step up his PDA game a bit

Maybe a hug or two and peck on the cheek

Even if it's not much it’s out of character for him

You'll eventually realize what's going on, even though it might’ve taken a while, and smooth things out accordingly

HANAMIYA MAKOTO

Considering how Hanamiya is like,

Anyone around you wouldn’t even try to get close to you

A friend, and nothing more

Because they always knew, that you’re Hanamiya Makoto’s

Yet when someone who had the courage of a wolverine appeared in his sight

He would tell him off directly with the most fierce eyes

You wouldn’t be informed about it

You would just be surprised about the disappearance of that person who tried to bother you

“Mako-chan, the guy who I was telling you about didn’t bother me anymore.”

“Really? Maybe your face scared him,”

HARA KAZUYA

Hara would definitely be open about jealousy

I mean, he’s yours and you’re his, what’s wrong with being jealous?

He showers you with lots of affection everyday

In public or not, he wants to let everyone know that you are his

And so when someone tried to get in the way of your relationship

He would double the affection he’s giving

He would also confront the suspect

“Stay away from Y/N,”

“Why would I?”

When someone gets into his nerves, he would be okay using his fist for the sake of you and your relationship

MATSUMOTO ITSUKI

Matsumoto denies jealousy in front of you

Though amidst his closed mouth for jealousy and such, he’s quite possessive

Sure, he’s sweet and affectionate

But he could also be aggressive

Especially when someone tries to get ahold of you

When that happens, he would pull out his PDA card

He would claim you so much that is out of character

He’s not okay with fighting someone, he wouldn’t go that far

Because he trusts you a lot

..and wouldn’t want you to know that he’s jealous even if he is

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angelsdevils · 2 years

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Spiderweb: Chapter 4 - Your Answer

One | Two | Three | Four

After you got home, you invited Yamazaki over again, which he gladly agreed to. He didn't mention anything about you being a manager, not wanting to overwhelm you. You were thankful for him being there and not saying anything, but something still plagued your mind. His feelings for you, you had never thought about him in such a light before now. Yamazaki wrapped an arm around you, but he felt you stiffen beside him. He turned his attention to you, and he could tell what you were thinking. He let out a small sigh which caught your attention.

"(N/N), what is wrong?"

"It's nothing...."

"Well, that is a load of BS. Is it becoming the manager? Or, is it that you know about my feelings? If it's the last option, ignore it. Okay? I don't want anything to be awkward between us, okay?"

"Zaki~I-"

"Shh..." He placed his finger to your lips with a soft smile; it was almost contagious.

"Don't say anything, okay?"

"But, why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want what we have going on to be ruined. I intended to confess, just when the time was right. When I knew your feelings more."

You couldn't help but look down, and he moved his fingers before tilting your head up to meet his eyes.

"Don't look like that (Y/N), don't look so sad."

"Okay, I will try."

He smiled and leaned in and pressed his lips to your forehead. You felt your cheeks heat up and smiled before going back to cuddling with him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and held you tightly to him.

"I came up with a decision," you suddenly said. He glanced down at you, and you looked up at him.

"Really?"

"I will become the manager."

"Really? What made you change your mind?"

"Multiple reasons, I can finally be part of a club. You want me to be the manager, and it's not often Hanamiya seeks out another person to help out. Plus, I feel like he won't accept no, even if I didn't want to."

"You aren't wrong there; he would probably corner you in a classroom again and make you say yes."

"Yeah, I don't want to be left alone with him again. He scares me a bit."

"You have me; I will protect you," he said. Yamazaki ran his hands through your hair, and you couldn't help but smile widely.

"I know; I think you are the only one I can trust right now. I don't know the others that well yet."

"I have a feeling they will make it their mission for you to get to know them more. They may even try to steal you away to hang out with them instead," he said. He felt a slight tinge of jealousy at the thought, and you noticed the tone change. You cupped his face and smiled softly.

"They can't, not by myself without you there. As I said before, they kinda scare me, so you are going to be with me the entire time except when you are on the court playing."

"I am good with that," he said. You smiled softly, and he pulled you close to his chest. You were glad that nothing changed between the two of you and that he was a patient person for the most part.

Yamazaki buried his face into your hair, and he couldn't help but sigh softly. This was one of his favorite things he enjoyed doing with you. He glanced down at you and noticed that your eyes were closed. He could tell that you were slowly falling asleep, so he covered the both of you up. He made sure not to move around too much, so you wouldn't wake up.

Once Yamazaki made sure you both were comfortable, he stroked your hair slightly. He glanced at his phone when it lit up and slowly grabbed it. He read the group messages and smirked softly to himself. He took a cute photo of you sleeping innocently and him hugging you.

To: The group From: Yamazaki "Jealous?"

After sending the messages, he turned his notifications off, knowing the group chat was about to blow up. He closed his eyes and slowly began to fall asleep himself.

#knb #kuroko no basket #kuroko's basketball #kirisaki daiichi x reader #kirisaki daiichi #hanamiya x reader #seto kentaro x reader #Yamazaki hiroshi x reader #furuhashi x reader #fluff

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kn8 men as type of kisses

✑ a bit late for a christmas gift hehe (◕∀◕✿) | fluff / obviously-not-bias for hoshina / let me know if i missed something! |

aoi - top of the head/air kisses

due to his tall height, whether you’re small or taller than him, he will never fail to press his lips in that one special spot! if he’s in a hurry, he settles for a quick top-of-the-head kiss. large, warm palm guiding your nape toward him as aoi cherishes this moment where he can smell your comforting smell and your arms wrapping around his torso.

air kisses are his to-go kiss when you’re out in public. loving how he greets you with your cheeks rubbing on his, arms side-hugging you as you enthusiastically greet him back with a smile as he smiles back to you because god, how he loves your presence beside his.

hoshina - neck/shoulder kisses

inside the comfort of the four walls, your shared bedroom—lies a rare and lazy high-ranking officer refusing to get up no matter what you do. hey, he can’t help it, ya know? it feels so soft and warm. the thick blanket covering both of your bodies from the skin-nipping cold wind, his arms embracing into a tight cuddle, feeling his toasty skin beneath his clothed chest in your back as he plants wet kisses to your neck with an intent to persuade you to stay in the bed with him a little longer.

hoshina loves how you don’t stiffen when the door on your side opens without a sound and a hand gently grabs you to enter the room. the second you finish your cup, walk to the nearest bin and wander back—-only to get attacked sneakily by your significant other. you narrow your eyes towards the culprit who only grins at you as he showered your exposed shoulder loving kisses just before you start your routine in the training room, reminding you to not overdo it as once he’s content showing you his affection, he squeezes you once more into a hug—a lingering kiss hidden by your dark sleeveless top.

iharu - corner of the lips kisses

typical iharu and his chaotic energy bursting through the third division’s base when you help him retrieve his water bottle from the lockers and it’s lunch hour, majority of the people gathering at the cafeteria or choosing to take out but here you are, with your boyfriend who tells you about what happened during his training in the morning with his rival, reno. you can practically see how his loud voice vibrates in the metal walls and so, with a little tug on his arm, you shut him up with a kiss in the corner of his lips. poor boy places his hand where you kiss him until you find his water bottle.

kafka - cheek/nose kisses

cheek kisses with kafka happen more often! be it a greeting or random, this soft giant here smooches your cheeks with no warning, laughing at your glare as you repeatedly scold him to give you a warning next time. they also tend to be a good encouragement for him if you give him one, lifting his spirits up as he was just down a moment ago.

nose kisses always end up with giggles, especially since this type of kiss only happens when kafka is teasing you. most of the time, he spoils you, thus, you huff as you recognize the mischief in his eyes and the corner of his lips curling up, making silly and goofy faces as you chase his screaming, running figure.

narumi - forehead/temple kisses

have you seen how tall this cat-like person is? yeah, kisses with narumi are 80% forehead kisses bc as he leans over to your side, eyes staring at the screen with his hands occupied with his gaming console—blindingly puckered up lips meeting your skin and you let him stay there for a few seconds. you don’t know if he’s aware he is doing that intentionally or not but you will have your answer once you conduct an experiment.

the said experiment? it’s diverting his lips to your temple instead. you want to know if he will notice the difference so when you visit his office, you see the idiot playing again. narumi glanced at you from his seat, not even bothering to pause the game, he welcomed you in his arms, lips ready to kiss your forehead—moving a bit to the side, your temple was given a peck. you think narumi didn’t notice as he continued playing but oh, you know he did as you catch him pouting and glaring at you with his red, feline eyes.

reno - knuckle/finger kisses

ahh, our resident gentleman of a boyfriend, reno, and his kisses at your knuckles. no matter how long you’re in a relationship with this man here, this habit of his will never and never go away. there’s a possibility that you’re his first s/o and he doesn’t want to mess up bc he likes you so much. before your first kiss with him, reno asked you in a soft voice if he can kiss you—bashful purple eyes peering at you as he lifts your hand to his lips, brushing your knuckles. how can you say no to that cute face?

moments when reno wants to express his affection to you, he begins with the tip of your fingers as he sleeps in your lap. you lightly chuckle at his sleepy state, obviously in his dreamland as he clasped your fingers together, sighing at your warm touch.

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laustersinfulplate · 5 years

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No Forgiveness Part I [Hanamiya x Reader]

TW: Mention of death / angst

Summary: Hanamiya has gone missing, but the hope was shattered, he’s dead. and that was not something [Y/N] could bear. And the culprit didn’t get the punishment they deserve. so, [Y/N] and her friend have to do something

Word count: 872

Hanamiya was really exhausted.

You agree to let him went home by himself. You didn’t want to make hanamiya annoyed more than he already is.

But you would never know that this will lead to tragedy.

The next morning hanamiya was gone missing, that was weird. Where should he be? His mother sounds so worried when seto picked up the phone. That was concerned with all of your friends. Furuhashi didn’t let his emotion show, but you sure that he was extremely worried. Seto woke up all the time, he can’t just go back to sleep like he always does. Hara still fooled around, but he didn’t enjoy it. Yamazaki asked the question all the time, he was scared that something might happen.

It was only one day, but it felt like years. You missed his nagging, his smirk, his warm body, his sincere smile that only show to you and his mother and many more of him. When you look at the blank table in front of you, you saw him sitting there, reading peacefully like always. What wasn’t had happened is you confessed to him, but you knew deeply that both of you have strong feelings for each other.

“[y/n]” Seto called you out, you snapped out from the thought and turn around to meet his amethyst orbs. “The principal wants to meet us”

“Me and you?”

“No, six of us” He looked calm, yet uneasy.

“What?... Don’t tell me that principal suspected us?” You breathed heavily

“Maybe yes. But calm down first, don’t need to be panic. Maybe he’ll get us some useful information to make us relieved for what had happened” seto put his hand on your shoulder and squeeze it tightly.

“Even so, I have bad feelings about this.” You hugged yourself and look at the ground

“Me either.”

Seto lead me to the principal’s room and when the door flung open. You felt the dark atmosphere flew through the air and you can smell it. Yamazaki looked like he can’t keep his breakdown emotions. Furuhashi looked stressed. Hara sat still. Everybody looked like they out of their minds, even the principal didn’t say any word.

“Come and sit Mrs.[y/n], Mr. seto” the principal drew his hand toward the empty chairs. You and seto sat on the chairs “Okay then, all of you are here now. You guys are the closet of hanamiya makoto right?”

“Yes,” furuhashi said.

“Good,” the principal nodded his head, then looked at yamazaki that looked extremely anxious. “What brings you guys here, maybe all of you already know. Yes, you’re the closest witnesses before hanamiya gone missing.”

“So, you need us to attest? Is that it?” seto raised his eyebrow.

“Yes. please be cooperative.”

“I let him went home by himself because I knew that if I’d object him, he’ll be mad and I don’t want that.” You tried to stay calm, but the heart that pounding in your chest won’t let you.

“Thanks for the cooperativeness of yours, little miss.” You nodded your head in response then sigh in relieved, you blink a few times, feel like tears dwelled in your eyes. You just didn’t felt really good, before furuhashi put his hand on your back to make you felt better.

“We have something to say to all of you.” the police officer said.

“What is it?” seto asked.

“We’ve found the traits of the car, that might be related to hanamiya makoto’s missing. It was an old white van that has basketball stickers on the side window,” he said and hand the picture to us, it was a picture from the closed-circuit camera. “It doesn’t have a license plate. So it was kinda hard to track it down. The other camera’s memory from the different corner gone missing.”

“What?!” Yamazaki screamed. “What do you mean by ‘gone missing’!? Are you kidding with us!?”

“Calm down hiro!” You yanked him down to sit on his seat.

“[y/n]! But-”

“Calm down you moron” seto growled, “It’s not that hopeless isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I know you’re upset but please… at least don’t yell.” you rubbed his arm.

“Tch...” Yamazaki hugged himself.

“Just like Mr.seto said,” The police officer said “It’s not that hopeless, because, in another side of the road, we can catch the same van. And if we investigate a little more, we can know where he is.”

“Thank god.”

“Wait, there’s no sign of extorting?” hara asked.

“No.” The police officer said.

“Strange, so what did they want?”Seto said to himself.

“Right? Why is that?” Hara patted his hair in uneasy feelings.

“Hmmm, that’s right...then okay, thanks for everything today. If we have any progress, I’ll tell your principal. Have a good day!”

Rrrrrrr

Such an annoying ringtone.

You picked up the phone, showed the time that is 5 in the morning. It’s too early because you can’t sleep but concerned about hanamiya. The person that has called you is Hara. You growled and picked up the call.

“What the hell dude? It’s at 5 am.”

“[y/n]...”

“...Kazu? W-What’s wrong?” you can catch the vibrate in his voice. Your instinct told you that it’s nothing but that “I-Is it about mako?”

“...Yes”

“What is it?”

“Hanamiya is dead”

To be continued

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sunshinesukuna · 4 years

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let out the beast

genre: angst/fluff

tw: bullying

“Hey,” Furuhashi said, “(Y/N)?” Hara simply shrugged his shoulders as he went back to lazily chewing his gum. Hara looked at Yamazaki, who did the same,

The creaking of the door heralded the coming of their coach and captain. Hanamiya’s eyes scanned the gym, but found a certain someone missing,

“Oi, Seto,” Hanamiya said. When the latter stayed asleep, Hanamiya gave a nod to Yamazaki. Yamazaki delivered a kick to his groin. Seto woke up with a jolt, clutching his family jewels.

“The hell you want, Hanamiya?” Seto groaned. He pulled up his sleep mask, revealing the evil eye he shot Hanamiya underneath.

“Go call (Y/N) and tell her to get her ass over here.”

“Hah? You woke me up just for that?” Seto pulled up his mask again. “I have better things to do.” Hanamiya waited for three, five, ten, seconds. Then he dealt Seto another kick.

Seto simply groaned and walked out of the gym. On the way out, he passed one of the girls that (Y/N) frequently hung out with. She was sitting on the bench, apparently having nothing else to do. Seto stood in front of her.

“Hey you, where’s (Y/N)?” The girl visibly flinched. It wasn’t his fault, of course. Seto was just... intimidating. But the girl had obviously seen (Y/N) and Seto hanging out several times, so she didn’t scream and run away like the others.

“What do you want (Y/N) for?” she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“She’s our manager, Einstein. Get a hint.” The girl simply turned away from him and went back to doing whatever she was doing.

“I think she went to the bathroom earlier.” Seto left with a sigh.

The stairs he went up in the building were rather secluded. Not many people usually went through them, and the only people he would usually find here were bullies looking for victims, or couples looking for a place to snog. This time, though, he found the manager of Kirisaki Daiichi sobbing on the steps.

(Y/N) seemed to notice his presence, even though he crept up as quietly as possible. “Oh. Hi Seto!” she chirped, wiping away a tear. She looked at her watch. “Oh man, I’m late aren’t I?” (Y/N) frantically gathered all of her belongings and started to stand up.

“No,” Seto said firmly. “You owe me an explanation.”

“But Hana—“

“Hanamiya can wait 10 years for all I care.” Seto put a hand on her shoulder.

There was nothing romantic between them, but all the players of Kirisaki Daiichi had come to at least respect (Y/N) like a sister. Well at least, giving her the slightest ounce of respect.

“You’re funny.” (Y/N) put a hand on Seto’s chest and stood up again. “Let’s go.”

Seto pulled (Y/N) back down. “No. You’re sitting your ass down and telling me what’s wrong with you.”

After several rounds this going back and forth, (Y/N) finally reached her breaking point. That left Seto with Kirisaki Daiichi’s crying manager as he tried to comfort a woman to the best of his knowledge. Footsteps approached from the stairs.

“Oi Seto, what’s taking you so—” Hara stopped in his tracks once he saw what was in front of him.

The two exchanged a knowing look.

They decided that they would take action after school. But lunchtime turned out to be the match on the fuse.

“Hey, (L/N)-chan,” a boy said, dragging out the vowels in a sickly sweet voice. Hara grimaced as he recognised him to be one of (Y/N)’s usual harassers.

“Your boobs look as great as usual. Maybe today you’ll let me—” The boy had tried to reach for (Y/N)’s bosom when he suddenly froze. A chilling presence had snuck up behind him.

“And maybe today you’ll let me beat you up behind the school after 6th period,” the familiar voice of Hanamiya Makoto threatened.

“Ha-Hanamiya-san!” The boy jumped back in fear as the rest of the basketball team surrounded him.

“Leave her alone or I’ll beat you up so good behind the school later you won’t be able to piss out of the right place for a month.”

“And if we don’t?” one of the other boys challenged. Hanamiya didn’t move a muscle. Five seconds passed. Suddenly, Hanamiya delivered a kick to his groin. Everyone in the room shuddered— the sound itself was enough to make poeple flee for their lives.

“Don’t think you will,” Hara said as the team walked out.

Classic Hanamiya. The boys left with a scoff as you couldn’t be anymore thankful to the wonderful boys you had with you right now.

💚🖤 💚🖤 💚🖤 💚

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kirisaki-daichi-scenarios · 1 year

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aftermath of manager betraying the boys p4

part 1 here, 2 here, 3 here

It’s Friday. She’s about to leave home for her afternoon shift at the bookshop, slipping her shoes on just as the door swings open.

“Honey, I’m home!” Her husband of one year tosses his rucksack to the side, and wraps his arms around her waist, “have a nice day at work, yeah?”

Leaning into his embrace, she turns her head to kiss his cheek, “you need to stop acting like you’re in a sitcom.”

Then, quietly, knowing how much he hates the topic, she adds, “how was the physio?”

“Fine.”

One final kiss to her forehead and he walks away with the limp he’s had ever since Yamazaki’s foot made contact with his spine. He can’t play judo anymore. He sees a physio once a week, and yet there’s been barely any progress since the appointments began. He was a man whose motto was “push through the pain”, but you can’t push through chronic pain. A man who lived for judo, and now all he lives for is his pain meds in the morning.

(And she never snitched. Gentleman than he is, he didn’t push her, but he wanted her to. He said that if they told on Hanamiya and his gang, they’d be expelled and she wouldn’t have to worry anymore.

“Look at what happened when you told the headmaster about their behaviour on the court,” he had said.

But she was looking at it. She is still looking at it, remembers it every day, every time she looks at him and his limp. And so, she had sworn to break up with him if he ever dared to snitch.

God she’s vicious. Undeserving. Hanamiya was right.

——

Excluding a group of children who screamed her ears off over a new instalment of some shoujo manga, her shift passes without a hitch. Outside, it’s dark and dreary. Drizzle batters the windows. But the shop itself is cosy, more so when you’re at the counter in a thick jumper. With one hand, she’s updating the shop’s blog on next week’s offers. With the other, she’s bringing her thermos of hot chocolate to her lips. It’s a lovely evening, with no customers to bother her. And, in just one hour, she’ll be on her way home, and Friday’s are movie nights.

“Excuse me, ma’am, could you direct me to the crime section?”

She hadn’t heard anyone enter. She flinches at the sound of a voice.

“Yes, it’s just on-“ she looks up. Pauses.

It’s not fear, it’s not dread that flits across her face: it’s horror.

How ironic. This was all because she snitched on them, but Seto must have told them where she worked.

—

In their first year of high school, she and Seto sat together in almost all their classes. Any group projects, they did together. Lunches, they spent together. His being there was the main reason she’d agreed to being the team’s manager. And, until the very end, when she was walking to the headmaster’s office with that damning USB in her skirt pocket, she’d still been thinking that Seto was a good guy. Yes, he’d ignored the hostility the team spewed - but that made him guilty of apathy, not cruelty, right?

It took hearing him laugh as he watched the others beat her boyfriend up for her to realise that he was just like the rest of them: entertained by violence.

Why she’d thought he’d keep his promise - when she asked him not to tell anyone where she worked - even she didn’t know.

—

“Ma’am, you still there?”

Hanamiya leans over the desk, and grins at her. It’s been six years since they last saw each other. He’s a little taller now, dressed far more formally than he used to be (black suit, sleeves cuffed, and a long black coat like the Grim Reapear), and his tone is formal though relaxed - but that big Hanamiya grin hasn’t changed.

There’s no one else in the shop. Yet, even if there was, this situation would always feel like Her-and-Hanamiya.

“The crime section, yes,” she shoves her hand below the desk so he can’t see them shaking, “take the stairs over there. The crime section will be on the other end of the basement.”

“You know, my eyesight’s not great. How about-“

“Fuck off.”

The grin slips off his lips.

He straightens his back, looks around - looks at each and every CCTV camera on the floor - then turns back to her.

“What would your boss think, if he knew you were a) speaking so rudely to a customer and b) refusing to support a customer with an eye disease. I have glaucoma, don’t you know?”

He’s a cunt. He’s a lying fucking cunt. He’s a disgusting piece of shit, whom her mother adored. She insisted that Hanamiya was a good sort, based on how kindly he helped her around the house when the team would stay the night. She with her glaucoma, that she fought with so valiantly until she died of a heart attack. Hanamiya knows she’s dead. The whole team attended the funeral with their beloved manager, letting her cry on their shoulders, holding her hand, offering her tissues. Hara even completed her memorial speech for her when she couldn’t.

And Hanamiya also would tell her boss about her behaviour. He’d tell the tale in such a way there’d be no arguing with him; her boss would fall in love him with, and she’d be unemployed by the end of the day.

For someone who warned her what happens to snitches, with her now husband’s blood across his palms, he sure is comfortable with being a snitch himself.

So she gets up slowly, holding onto her chair as tight as she can, so her fist doesn’t make contact with Hanamiya’s mouth. Steps away from the desk. And, keeping her eyes fixed in front of her, committed to ignoring him, walks towards the stairs with Hanamiya in tow.

“We should hang out sometime,” natters on Hanamiya, “reminisce the good old days. How’s that bloke of yours? Are you still with him after we… redecorated his ugly mug? Not that there was much to like originally. You were just desperate.”

“Don’t talk about him like that,” she snaps. she’s fair game, but her lover is the only good thing in this world, the only sun shining.

Hanamiya continues. “If you were so desperate for some male attention, we could have pimped you out to someone. There was no need to cause such a fuss just to get some judo moron to sleep with you. Does he even sleep with you? Back in the day, it was the male students who got along best with him, wasn’t it? Big fan of the male first years-“

She can’t bite her tongue any longer.

“You’re grown ass adults now,” she spits. “Just because you’re realising you peaked in high school, and the rest of your lives will be spent as angry depressed salarymen in shitty marriages with angry depressed kids, doesn’t meant you need to take it out on me.”

Hanamiya pauses, as if surprised - or mock surprised. As she turns the corner to the crime section, she hears wolf-whistling and applause.

“She’s still got it,” says Hara, referencing the times the team used to perform rap battles while watching each other practise shooting.

She won everytime. She was the “rap battle queen”, and when she got a 3-pointer from the bench, after coming up with a lethal bar about Matsumoto’s hair - or lack of - she was deemed the queen of the team full stop. Those were the good days. Yamazaki, ceasing to clap, has a solemn look in his gaze like he’s thinking the same thing.

The rant has given her some more confidence. Even knowing that the crime section is the only part of the bookstore that has no cameras on it, and that that’s probably why they chose it, she still feels better. They can’t do their worst in a public location. And it’s only forty minutes until she can close up shop, head to the local police station, only a five minute walk away, and tell them that she’s being followed by an obsessive boyfriend and his friends, could she please stay at the station till they walk away. As long as they don’t find out her current address, or anything about her husband, she’ll be alright.

Thirty-nine minutes now.

“It really has been a while.” Before she can think to push him away, Hara wraps his arms around her, his weight pressing her into the corner, and whispers in her ear, “I missed you, you know?”

“Leave her be, Hara,” Yamazaki sighs.

“Jealous much,” replies Hara, but he does let go, adding, “you’ve put on weight. No more basketball to keep you fit, ey? I was the same way for a bit. After you happened.”

38 minutes. Just 16 two minutes left to go.

“You know, you’re the reason Zaki didn’t get to his first choice university. Because you gave him a record.”

“Sucks to be him,” she retorts, just as Yamazaki mumbles, quietly,

“That’s not true. My parents sorted it out.”

“But it could have been true,” interjects Hara, “which is why someone should be showing more remorse.”

Hara hasn’t changed, that much is clear. He argues with the same pointless, childish, circular arguments that he’s had since he was in high school, whose logic never had to make much sense as long as he had it in his mind that he was superior to whoever he was arguing with. Even his hair colour hasn’t changed. And these stupid remarks now aren’t much different to the times he would pull her ear or punch her in the arm. Time has killed much of the malice he used to have towards her, leaving nothing but that same demand for attention. Plus - a confusion as to why he wants that attention, like a bully who targets their crush.

Had she not snitched, would she have ended up like this too - forever trying to return to the days of high school? Or was it because she snitched that the rest of them got stuck in the time loop, clinging onto the life they lived before they realised they weren’t above the law?

There’s no juvenile laws to protect them anymore. Plus she doubts that their parents would be happy to get them out of trouble, now that they’re adults who’ve been given everything they need to have a successful future. They’re not going to hurt her, really hurt her, in a situation where they could face the consequences; they must know she’ll go straight to the police.

They can’t hurt her but they also can’t leave her be.

With this in mind, she starts to speak.

“When I said I did it for your sakes, I meant it. It wasn’t from the moral high ground that you perceived it to be. I genuinely meant it. You’ll never know how many times I thought about throwing away the USB and carrying on as if the team’s - our team’s - behaviour was normal. I barely slept for the nights leading up to that final day, and I barely slept afterwards. To this day, part of me feels guilty. I threw up in the headmaster’s office when I showed him the clips. He thought it was because I was so disgusted - but it wasn’t. It was just, when you watched the videos,” her voice cracks, “you could tell we were all friends. I was watching those videos thinking what a horrible person I was to betray you all like that. I was-“

She takes a shaky breath. Her eyes are burning as she fights the urge to cry.

No one else speaks.

“The worst part of it is, I was never planned on doing it. I started recording during practice, after matches, whatever, because I wanted to make a film of us. I was going to present it to you all at the end of our third year, as a memento of our time together.

But the more time I spent editing, the more I realised what you - we - were really like. We were so cruel. I’d never realised it until I was watching us as pixels on a screen. God, the things we said - honing in on people’s physical weaknesses, with no respect for the actual game, and ignoring the fact people could actually be crippled for life thanks to one stupid basketball match. Jokes about beating people up for fun that became actually beating people up for fun. Comments on how you’d make people pay for going against you, that got increasingly explicit and violent over the course of the year. Or that time a guy yelled at me after a match, and you were with me, Zaki, you overheard. Yes, he shouldn’t have called me a bitch - but you could have killed him if Seto hadn’t showed up to help me pull you off him. What future would you have had then?

The entire fucking team was edging closer to doing something that would be in your records for the rest of your lives. Practice after school was less about basketball and more about honing this pack mentality where all that mattered was violence with no consequences. What I showed the headmaster was the mild stuff. I deleted the really incriminating bits, like Furuhashi holding a knife to someone's throat to school, or Hara waterboarding one of the health committee kids.

We didn’t need any of that. Hanamiya, with your brains, you could have developed any sort of team, you could have learnt any skill you wanted. Why did you have to pick hurting people? Kiridai could have been a really good, genuinely good basketball team. You guys were all so talented!”

Tears fall to the carpet as she stares down at the floor, her fists clenched, her voice growing quiet.

“And I loved every moment I spent with you all. I loved every single one of you. I loved pre-match prep, running around an unknown school to figure out where the toilets were, scouting out opponents in stupid disguises, playing streetball at dawn in an area I would never have felt confident to walk around with you there, or team sleepovers at my house where we’d fall asleep together on the sofa. I still dream of you all now, and I wake up crying, knowing that I was the one who ruined it. I’m sorry.” She looks them each in the eyes as she says this; her voice is loud again, and resolute, “I’m sorry. I was naive, I was self-righteous, and I ruined everything.

I’m really fucking sorry.”

She wipes the tears off her face one final time, and says, “The shop will be closing soon. Hanamiya, I directed you to the crime section as requested. If you want to make any purchases, I’ll be at the counter but please make them in the next twenty minutes. Thank you.”

She walks away.

No one calls her back.

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idylliceden · 4 years

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Hi. Can I ask for another scenario about Kirisaki (each guy separately, as in the previous answer)? The doctor prescribed his girlfriend glasses, and she is worried that because of the glasses will become less attractive to him. Please and forgive me for bothering you.)

Kirisaki Daiichi: their s/o feels insecure about their glasses:

Hanamiya

He noticed you didn’t see too well and told you to get your eyes checked

You knew you had trouble with your eyesight but you were too anxious about wearing glasses

You tried on a few pairs previously and you hated it , obscured your face too much, made your eyes look small and it affected your confidence

Hanamiya is persistent though so he practically drags you to get glasses

He notices the frown on your face as you try on more pairs

“ what’s wrong y/n?” “ i hate them makoto” “then try another one” “ no i hate them all “

It clicked to him instantly

He pulls off the glasses and kisses you softly

“Okay how about this then , you can wear lenses and get the least ugly pair for when you’re home and as a precaution.. okay?”

You nod at him and he smiles at you before flicking your forehead and helping you pick

Hara:

He was actually good friends with your parents

Your mom asked him to accompany you to get glasses and he enthusiastically agreed

He managed to distract you in the way with his humour and cheery personality

But as soon as you entered the shop he was so distracted with all the frames

Was playfully trying them on

“ ohoho i look so smart , don’t i-...y/n? Baby what’s wrong”

“It’s nothing kazu, let’s just pick any pair and go”

“Woah woah bub, you’re gonna be wearing these for a while so let’s take our time and pick something”

“ kazu they all look horrible, got me out here looking like chicken little “

He couldn’t help but snort but quickly recovered

“ try these for me baby okay “ he hands you a pair and you frown at hin but give in

“ WOAH” “ WHAT what????” “ YOU LOOK SO SEXY” “ KAZU YOU ASS !!! You scared me !!” “ sorry but for real you look like a hot teacher”

You slowly smile at him and he leans in and whispers against your ear “ can’t wait to fuck you in these”

Furuhashi:

You came to school wearing your glasses and he was NOT expecting this sudden change

“ what’s with the glasses y/n” “ .. i’m fucking blind kouji”

He kept staring at you the whole time and you started getting irritated

“ kouji, i know they look ugly, please stop looking at me” “ actually you look cute “

Well that made you stop

“ cute?” “ adorable even” he smiled at you brushing your hair behind your ear and leaning down to plant a kiss on your lips

“ you really think so kouji ?” “ no doubt in my mind , you still look as beautiful as ever ... and if someone says otherwise i’ll plant my fist in their as-“ “ okay no.”

Seto:

His eyes squinted as he saw you coming towards him

Is that my girlfriend??

He saw the pout on your lips as you were walking to him

“Awwn what’s wrong babygirl? Who upset you ?” “ these glasses “

He chuckles softly and brings you on his lap “ and what about them?”

“ they make me look like a damn loser”.

“ how can a queen be a loser thought y/n” cue shocked pikachu face from you

“Kentarou!! You can’t sugar coat how horrible they look “ “ i’m serious, i like them. You look real hot in them”

He softly rocks you on his lap “ are you sure you didn’t figure out my kink and got them to tease me ?” “ kentarou...”

Yamazaki:

He engulfed you in a hug at the school entrance as usual

« hm?? Cute glasses » « are you teasing hiro? »

He shakes his head at you but notices how you’re looking down

“ hey love? You know you’re still beautiful right?” “ you’re only saying that cause you love me hiro “

“Not really? I feel like i’m falling all over again for you”

He smiled at you so softly you melted

He leans in to kiss your forehead

“ and i’ll make sure to remind you of how beautiful you are every morning” “ you don’t have to hiro” “ i want to”

And He follows up with that promise

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dessiekarma · 4 years

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My Harem is Entirely Bad Boy Types (Kirisaki Daiichi x Reader) Pt. 12

Chapter 12: This Will NOT End Like Every Other Harem Anime; We Want an Answer!

(Y/N) smiled at the younger male who continuously made quite the show of staring at her. It would come as no surprise where he got the habit from, as the man sitting on the opposite couch didn’t do a much subtler job at gawking.

“You’re not as hot as big bro made you seem.” The kid drolled out bluntly before flopping onto the couch and pulling out a Nintendo switch.

“You rude little shit!” Hara exclaimed making his way into the room with a bottle of water. Just as quickly as the water was shoved into (Y/N)’s hand was the Switch pulled from the kid and held several feet over his head.

“Triggered much!? Gimme my stuff! Oww!” The kid stopped taunting as an older woman delivered a smack onto his head.

“Cut it out! Be nice to our lovely guest and don’t ruin this for your brother.” The woman hissed at her youngest son before smiling brightly at (Y/N). “Sorry my baby lacks some social graces much like I’m sure you’ve noticed with Kazuya.”

“Mooooother please.” The lavender haired male groaned before dropping the switch onto his little brother’s face and sitting next to (Y/N).

“I’m just teasing, sweetheart, she knows that. Do you need anything? Water, snacks, dinner?” The woman said being just a bit too generous and eager-sounding.

“No, that’s okay Kazu-chan just brought me a bottle.”

“Kazu-chan?” The woman smiled even wider, if that was possible and delivered little excited smacks onto her husband’s arm.

“Darling, I think you might be scaring the poor girl.”

“Says you, old man. You’ve been staring at her since she walked in the door.” Hara rolled his eyes, pulling the water bottle away from (Y/N)’s lips and taking a drink.

“Ahh my son is right! I apologize, my wife may be a little excited to meet a girlfriend of Kazuya’s. We are just not used to him bringing girls home.”

“Yea at least not ones that still have their clothes on.” His brother muttered quietly, sticking his tongue out at his brother death-glaring him.

“Dad, ma, I already told you she’s not my girlfriend just my team manager.”

“Sure bro, that why you never shut up about her?”

“Ight imma beat his ass.” Hara stood up quickly and the preteen curled in on himself. Attempting to diffuse the situation (Y/N) took quick notice of the t-shirt the kid was wearing.

“Hey cool shirt! Ochako is best girl, am I right?!”

The kid instantly unraveled himself and sat straight up.

“You like bnha?”

“Hell yeah, it’s so cool! Lemillion is everything.”

“Oh my god, did you see the new episode!?”

“Surprisingly, I haven’t started the latest season yet.”

“WHAT!? Well you have to watch it like right now!”

“Are you offering?”

“You’ll watch anime with me?” The kid now had a clear sparkle in his eyes as he jumped off the couch and pulled the girl up by the arm.

Hara rolled his eyes as his weeb brother ran off with his equally weeb friend. Turning to his parents he could see the questioning in their eyes. Clearly wanting to know why he was bringing home a pretty beaten up girl at nine pm to meet them.

“Look, you know how I mentioned having a female friend who was getting picked on? Well it’s gotten worse…much worse. She doesn’t feel okay going home right now and I didn’t want her to be alone. I offered for her to stay here.”

Both his mom and dad looked at him blankly. The silence in the room was heavy.

“I mean, please? Or is it okay if I stayed at a hotel with her?”

The older woman suddenly shook her head, looking shocked. She turned to her equally flabbergasted husband.

“Wait, honey, are you ASKING us?”

“Well yeah. So, can she stay here for a bit?”

“Of course she can.” His father responded still sounding a bit astonished.

“Thanks. I’m gonna take a shower.”

The two parents watched as their son made his way out of the room.

“I can’t believe Kazuya actually asked our permission for something.”

“Do you think it’s because of the girl? I think I like her already!”

“What if he screws it up?”

“Well…we still have two other single sons!”

~~~~~

“Hey my mom sent me in here to clear out a pest problem.” Hara said nonchalantly bursting into the guest bedroom.

(Y/N) jumped like a cat, startled by her friend’s abrupt entry.

“I could have been changing or something!”

“And? Come on, my eyesight is shit anyway.”

“Not the point! Besides what pest problem?”

Hara leaned against the wall and pulled open the nightstand to reveal a baby monitor. Talking into it he grew a shit eating grin.

“What exactly were you hoping to hear through this you little perv!?”

“Why don’t you mind your business you jerk!” A voice crackled through the monitor.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but chuckle just a bit as Hara flung the device out the window.

“You watched anime with that loser. That’s like third base in that kid’s eyes and you’re basically his girlfriend now.”

“I’m flattered but I don’t think I can travel to America from prison.”

The young girl tried to ignore the loud sigh that came from her friend. She knew that Hara was probably the one who disagreed the loudest with her decision to leave Japan. Flopping back onto the king size bed, (Y/N) wasn’t fazed when she felt Hara flop down beside her.

A comfortable silence washed over the two. It went on for so long that (Y/N) was almost sure that she was seconds away from falling asleep. That’s why when Hara finally spoke, she easily chucked it up as her dreaming or hearing things.

“(Y/N)?”

“Hmm?”

“If I told you I loved you…would you stay?”

“If you told me you loved me would you even mean it?”

“When have I ever shown myself to be someone who doesn’t say what they mean?”

(Y/N) finally opened her eyes and turned her head. Instantly she was swept into the whirl-wind of Hara’s fantasy eyes. There was no playfulness in his face nor hidden joke. She waited for a punchline that never came.

“Love is a strong word. Not even any of the other guys used that word.”

“Because none of the other guys have enough experience to identify. And even those who do are too stubborn to admit it.”

“And you’re not stubborn?”

“I am. But right now all my stubbornness is focused on convincing you not to leave. Please? I’d take care of you. I wouldn’t let Mei, or your mother or grandfather so much as look at you if you didn’t want them to.”

“But you know my plans.”

“And you can accomplish them here. I would help and I’m sure my parents would literally bend over backwards to give you anything they could. Don’t you worry about leaving us? Worry that you’d miss us? Miss me?”

“Of course. But it wouldn’t be forever…I just don’t know for how long it would be. But wow ‘love’ really?”

“Yeah seriously. I’ve had more flings than I can count and a good number of girlfriends to boot. I know what infatuation feels like. I know what sexual desire feels like. Attraction, crushes, curiosity. I’ve felt all that before, but I never felt this one. I’d say the only thing left is love. Of course not that it means anything with you leaving.”

“It doesn’t mean nothing.”

“Don’t give me that shit. Do I seem like the type of guy to promise to wait for you however long it takes?”

“Do I seem like the type of girl who would expect you to?”

The silence came again this time feeling only a bit awkward.

“I mean of course I’d fuck other girls while you were away. But uhh in terms of love…. A shitty guy like me? I wouldn’t have such great karma, to meet another girl. So I suppose no matter when you’d come back…”

His voice trailed off and (Y/N) smiled at the thought of what he was trying to say. Feeling more comfortable than she had in days, the girl let her eyes close heavily and drifted to sleep.

~~~~~

“She doesn’t wanna fucking see you and you have about one second to get the hell out of this gym before I turn you inside out.”

Hara and (Y/N) looked at each other, hearing Yamazaki’s voice boom from outside the gym. She knew deep down what to expect and had come to terms that she would have to face everything head on before leaving.

Filling her lungs with air, (Y/N) pushed open the door and was met with not just Ryo, but the entire Touou basketball team.

Her ex looked like shit and maybe she was wrong for saying that she couldn’t bring herself to feel bad for him right now. Before she could even open her mouth to get a word out, Momoi was speaking up.

“Please (Y/N), you really need to give Ryo a chance and listen to what he has to say!”

“Huh you know I am really just tired of people telling me what I ‘have’ to do. But let’s say I’m willing to talk to ANY of you, what is there to say? Or actually should I get Mei in here, so you don’t have to rehash anything to her?” (Y/N) sarcastically retorted.

“That’s not how it even happened! If you would let him explain you would understand that he wasn’t trying to tell that girl, he was talking to us and she overheard.” Wakamatsu called out loudly and almost accusingly, causing (Y/N) to scoff.

“And if you would remove your head from that far up your ass you would understand how that only makes it worse. I’d give less of a shit how someone talks about me to my enemies then how they talk about me to my friends.” The young woman finally turned to eye up her ex. “What did I ever do to you for you to go and tell them the most personal thing that was between us?”

“I was angry and…you moved on so fas-”

“Fast? You think that was fast? You think months of me feeling like shit, of wondering where I went wrong, of thinking maybe I made the mistake…isn’t enough? How long was I supposed to hate my life for you to feel better about yourself?”

“You know that’s not what I meant. You chose strangers over me, how was I supposed to feel about that?”

“NO! I was never going to choose. YOU made me choose. I wanted to be a part of a team again but I wanted you too. You didn’t let me have both. Don’t resent me when you turned yourself into an option.”

“I was worried about you! All of us were, don’t you get that? You had a tough enough time at Too and knowing your personal situation, we didn’t know how things were going to go for you at some rich kid school. The you go and befriend literally the only people we warned you about…It’s like you do it on purpose!

“Do what on purpose?”

“Cause problems for yourself! Then I hear you were attacked last night when even Aomine has told you to stay away from Haizaki and instead of just being quiet you have to always instigate. It’s like every bad thing that happens to you is becau-”

“You need to stop talking.” A gruff voice came from behind the smaller male.

(Y/N) was shaking with anger and tears at this point but forced her glare away from Ryo to look at Aomine.

“You came because you wanted to apologize but all that’s come out of your mouth is bullshit.”

“Sakurai, regardless of what you think I didn’t choose a lot of this. I didn’t ask to be born into a manipulative and abusive family, I didn’t ask to be born at all. I didn’t ask for Haizaki to attack me or any of the guys that have in the past. And I definitely didn’t ask for you to come here an insult me and my team. When you’re ready to actually apologize I’ll be willing to listen. Until then get out of my face.”

Sakurai looked like he wanted to burst into tears, but he blinked his eyes harshly. Nodding gently he took a deep breath.

“I still love you, you know. And I don’t know why I can say it all the time but had a hard time right now…I really am sorry more than you probably believe. I was so busy on trying to get the chance to talk to you at all that I didn’t think about what I was going to say. I’ll get it right next time, I promise.”

“Now that you got your chance to give your sob story, you can go.” Hanamiya waved off the entire team before turning around and walking into the locker room.

With nothing left to say each team turned and walked off, one side out of the gym and the other following their captain. Only two remained under the net.

“Thanks for calling Sakurai out on his shit.” (Y/N) smiled softly at Aomine who didn’t have a readable expression.

“It was annoying me plus I didn’t even want to be here.”

“How did they manage to convince you?”

“Told me it was a scrimmage. I’d be willing to play anyone who managed to piss off Tetsuya.”

“Sorry to disappoint.”

“I have a question though.”

“Shoot.”

“You’ve fucked all of them right?”

“Aomine! How could you ask me that!? I thought you were on my side!”

“Calm down. I didn’t know there was a side to pick here. But you were the one who always hassled me with anime facts I didn’t want. And if anything stuck in my head it was big tiddy 2d girls and ”

“Harem.” Both said at the same time.

“We both said we weren’t pulling any weak bullshit if we ever found ourselves in the center of a harem. We were gonna use harem privileges to get laid. So, come on tell me some numbers. No details! I just want a body count. All five?”

(Y/N) face grew red as she remembered all the times, she sat on the sidelines watching her boyfriend play basketball and rambled off to his less than participating teammate. To be fair she always assumed Aomine was asleep unless they started talking ecchi.

“NO!”

“No you won’t tell me or not all of them? At least 3?”

“Look if it was any more than one, these guys would have ‘School Days’-ed my ass by now.”

“I have no idea what the anime reference is but I can get the subtext that you did cash in your protagonist card once.” Aomine had a smirk on his face as he continued to tease his old teammate.

The girl felt her face burn red but nodded her head in agreement.

“Do they know you still love Ryo?” (Y/N)’s head shot up which made Aomine let out a cross between a scoff and a chuckle. “Even if you do love one of these assholes, even if its not the one you totally banged…you love Ryo too. Word of advice: don’t give up anyone you can’t imagine NOT being in your life 3 years down the road. Cutting ties with someone sometimes doesn’t have regret that hits you until you see them tied to someone else.”

“Sounds like that’s coming from experience.”

“Does it? Well even more of a reason to hear me out. I would say I’d see you around but something tells me I won’t…that right?”

(Y/N) nodded at her surprisingly perceptive friend.

“Good luck then.”

“So, is it really true then?” A soft voice rang from behind the girl as the tan male closed the door to the gym. (Y/N) didn’t have to turn to know it was Yamazaki.

“That I still love Ryo? Well-”

“No, not that. We all know you do, I don’t think you’ve ever gone a week without talking about him. That’s the reason none of us have actually kicked his ass, y’know? I meant is it true that you love someone from this team?”

(Y/N) turned around and for the first time in a while she made complete eye contact with the ginger haired male.

“Yeah…at least I thought I did.”

“You thought?”

“Seems pretty horrible to love anyone if I’m not completely over my ex, doesn't it?”

…

“That wasn’t a jab at you, Zaki.”

“No, that okay. There’s nothing you could say to me that I don’t deserve at this point. Not that I’m trying to throw myself a pity party or make you feel guilty for me feeling guilty or…ugh why is it so hard to talk to you!?”

“You think I’m hard to talk to?”

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything! I just mea-”

(Y/N) took a step closer to her friend and attempted to shift a piece of hair behind her ears only for Yamazaki to take a microstep back. Her eyes scrutinized him more before tucking the hair away.

“Mei hasn’t been kind to you ever, has she?”

“Why did you bring her up?”

“You flinched away from me right now.”

“No I didn’t!” His voice practically boomed before he seemed to realize the volume.

“I know we’ve always just talked about her as your bitch ex and joked about how crazy she was. We only took her seriously when she came after me…but she’s been awful to you for a long time, right? Emotionally, verbally…physically?”

Yamazaki’s eyes went almost as dead as Furuhashi’s. He didn’t like what she was implying, that he was some kind of victim. He especially didn’t like hearing that shit from her. She was the one who was abused, in every way a person can be.

So what if his girlfriend said things that hurt his feelings sometimes?

Was someone supposed to feel sorry for him because she screamed at him for little things in public, in front of his friends?

What right did he have to get sympathy for his 5 foot nothing girlfriend slapping him now and again?

His thoughts were cut off when he simultaneously felt a tear run from one of his eyes and felt (Y/N) wrap her arms around his waist to embrace him.

“I’m so sorry that we, your friends, didn’t notice. And even when we did…all we did was joke about your crazy ex instead of helping you. We heard her yell and threaten you…abuse you. We would hear all her manipulation and the guys heard more than I ever did. I’m sorry we didn’t stop her from hurting you too.”

“Don’t apologize to me! I don’t deserve it! Abuse or not, it doesn’t excuse any of the choices I made!”

“No, it doesn’t. But that doesn’t mean you retroactively deserve any of what she put you through. You apologized to me and I can’t forget what happened, but I forgive you.”

“I never meant to hurt you! I was just jealous because I barely had a chance to start with and then to think that you had all this experience and I only had Mei. I didn’t know how anyone besides her could ever see anything in me and it seemed like everything was working against me. And I know I don’t act like it but…I love you (Y/N)!”

A loud throat clearing drew the attention of both teens. The rest of the team had emerged from the lockeroom, all clearly having heard the confession. (Y/N) turned and smiled at the guys widely.

“Ready to play?”

“No.” Seto said firmly. “We can’t put it off anymore. I think it goes without saying that everyone in this room is aware of their feelings for you. I don’t think any of us will fight each other over you.”

“Shit I’ll take any of you right here right now.” Hara scoffed.

“BUT…I do think we deserve an answer.”

(Y/N) looked between all the faces of her team before taking in a deep breath.

~~~~~

A knock at the door had the girl jumping from her skin. Shoving her suitcase under her bed, (Y/N) quickly walked to the entrance of her guest house and opened the door slowly.

She was expecting her mother or grandfather. Hell, she was even expecting one of the guys.

Ryo, instead, stood in her doorway trembling slightly. As quickly as she opened the door, the boy gave a deep bow.

“I’m so sorry! For everything…I have a lot I want to say. That is…if you’ll give me the chance to say it.”

(Y/N) looked between her ex and her room where the packing still needed to be done. Opening the door widely, she waved him inside.

(Author’s Note: Talking about Yamazaki being abused is NOT supposed to be a plot element I pulled out my ass to get him back in everyone’s good graces. I have always written Mei with the intent that she be read as an abusive girlfriend because she IS.

Take care of your male friends too, never assume they are okay just because they are bigger or louder or stronger. His backstory is NOT his redemption, his actions for this chapter and the last are him working his way there. His backstory just gives us some insight on his character and why he does some of the things he does.)

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