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erina-writes-headcanons · 1 year

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With jason silver you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to

💔Jason Silver, Nash Gold Jr, and Haizaki Shougo Disregarding Their S/O Hard Work and then Realizes it. 💔

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A/N: Hello there Anon! I hope you like the final result of this Headcanons and Scenarios. I had a little bit of difficulty writing this characters because I don't really understand their personality one hundred percent but I hope you like the final result. This headcanon was inspired by one of Haikyuu headcanons.

Warning: Angst and Profanities

Gender: neutral

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Jason Silver - Jabberwocky

I don't know about you or if you have seen the page yet but my friend sent me a picture of Jason Silver harassing a poor woman so in my opinion. Jason would very often be toxic to you and would often disregard your hard work.

If you made a lunch for him and accidentally made the food salty? He's going to make fun of you for being a bad cook even though you're not as bad as Momoi or Riko.

You cleaned his apartment and it's not really clean because you just got home from school workplace? He's going to say you did a horrible job.

You don't take care of yourself because you tried to take care of him and you don't dress up like other boyfriend or girlfriend? He's going to comment on you that he's embarrassed to have a girlfriend/boyfriend like you and that's why he 'didn't bring you out' or show you to his friends.

You didn't give him the gift that he wants so bad even though you don't have much money? He will comment that you're poor and would purposely give you the silent treatment until you give him the gift that he wants.

Nevertheless, Jason Silver is a human being so he can feel guilty after he realizes how much bullshit he gave to you whereas you already treated him nicely.

He is not the best boyfriend and not boyfriend material like Kiyoshi Teppei and Kuroko but he will try his best to control his words even though most of the time he accidentally slips out.

He does apologize to you once he realizes how much shit he is and tries to spoil you to say how sorry he is by protecting you from his friends who try to harass you and bring you to VIP parties.

You cannot say no to him once he tries to spoil you because he would be sent you a glare so you would accept his treatment. Jason Silver would also leave you alone, he would be around you all night at the party and not leave your sight.

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It was late in the afternoon as the sun is going down and the stars are coming up to show up in the sky. It has been such a tiring day for you after working all day inside the small cafe and working as a barista making drinks for the clients. You usually have lots of free time but this day there were lots of people in the cafe and you had to work hard whether you like it or not.

The ride to the apartment was really long around fifteen minutes on foot or ten minutes on a bicycle. Every inch of your body was screaming in pain, especially your feet since you have to stand for more than an hour and walk around to take some ingredients to make the customers drinks or snacks.

Parking inside the bike in the basement, you locked the bike to keep it safe from the thief and went to your room by a lift before going up with the lift on the third floor. Getting inside the shared room, you began putting the bags on top of the chair and swiping the whole room to clean the dirty floor before mopping it.

Sadly, you don't have much of the energy and strength to continue your job and put the broom along the mop away in the corner before sitting on the couch. The lid of your eyes feely heavier in each second and not realizing what happen, everything turns dark and the dark vision calls you from reality.

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Sounds of footsteps get louder and louder and alarm the other residents of the apartment who immediately shake in fear because of the loud footsteps. From the booming voice, they could tell the Silver-haired basketball player are pissed off, having one in a bad mood for losing one of his basketball games.

It was a miracle for you that you did not wake up to the loud sounds of the door slamming open, showing your angry boyfriend Jason Silver. He was tired from the game and the condition of the apartment still not clear like he hopes made him, even more, angrier than before.

"(Y/N)!! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY IS THE APARTMENT STILL DIRTY!!" Jason's eyes laid on you.

"H-huh? What?" Your eyes slowly open up. His loud voice definitely woke you up from your slumber.

"BABE! WHAT THE FUCK- WHY IS THE APARTMENT STILL DIRTY?" He snarls as the slit in his eyes gets smaller.

"S-sorry. I just got home and accidentally fell asleep," you tried to reason with him with a shaky voice in fear of him beating you.

"I DON'T CARE! I'M ALSO TIRED BUT I NEVER COMPLAIN!" He shouted back.

"That's because you never clean this apartment while I'm always the one who always clean it while you were drinking your beer.." You stood up at him, not liking that he starts acting like a kid.

"Well, I'm resting! Am I not allowed to have a relaxing time?!"

"I should be the one asking that while you just came home and start screaming at me....You know what? Leave and think about what you just did, Jason Silver. You are basically almost the same as Nash, being a tyrannical piece of shit. I always clean everything in this apartment while you never clean but once I need to rest. You're treating me as if I have never done anything to you," you look at him in the eyes with the glint in your eyes disappearing.

You always call him babe, baby, and darling, and never Jason Silver unless you're pissed. Jason's eyes immediately widened, and he realizes that he hurts your feeling for a small matter and that he can also do it by himself "Uhh B-babe, wait. I'm sorry- I didn't mean-"

"Just leave me alone...I need to rest," you walk away from him.

The silver-haired basketball player hisses in anger as he slumps down on top of the couch, pondering about his recent action and how to make it up to you until a bright light appears on the side of his head and the gear in his head are turning around with an idea popped into his mind.

On the next day when you don't need to go to your working place, the sounds of birds chirping could be heard and your vision was blurry, trying to wake up even though it was really hard for you since yesterday's work. Once the blur was gone from the sight, your eyes widened to see a black blazer with pants/sexy black dress on top of the table.

Next to the table, there was a little note messily written but still readable to your eyes even though you had to blink your eyes repeatedly to read every word correctly, 'I'm not good at saying sorry but I hope you like the suit/dress. That blonde idiot (Nash) helped me by booking a VIP room for the two of us only in the club. Also, the apartment I already clean it.'

Even though he didn't say sorry directly to your face, you could not help but smile a little bit. Jason tries to make up for his yesterday's action and you knew the last words in the note shows that he felt guilty for screaming at you when in fact he's not someone who isn't tidy but he cleans the living room and the kitchen without your help.

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Nash Gold Jr. - Jabberwocky

Nash might not be as loud as Jason Silver when he is angry. Nonetheless, he would still be one of the most toxic characters because his words can be very sharp.

Just like Jason Silver, if you made a lunch for him and you accidentally made it a little bit salty or haven't cleaned the house even though you were tired. He will comment on how much of a slob you are.

He would also comment on how your look even though you don't have much time to take care of yourself and spend your time doing your job so that you look messy.

There is also a chance that Nash is going to compare you with his flings and one-night stands with you, trying to body-shame you and making fun of your look.

He might not be as violent as Haizaki or Jason but he was much more cold-hearted so it takes more time for him to realize he was being toxic and apologize.

Unlike Jason Silver in a term of apologizing, he does feel guilty and bad when he realizes he hurt you really badly and he can make himself more gentle and doesn't have difficulty with it like Jason Silver did.

Nash would apologize directly in front of your face and tries to wrap his arm around you, pulling you to his embrace as his hold gets tighter.

If you are still hurt, he will try to make it up to you the next day by bringing you around the town and spoiling you rotten. He would buy the kinds of stuff that you want since he is rich.

Nash would be also twice more affectionate than Jason Silver as he keeps holding your hand or his hand would be always on your back casually.

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It was like your usual day in your working place where you had to finish all of the important files and send them to your manager as quick as you can. However, it was very unusual for you because the office room isn't usually this loud where most of the days it was mostly filled with the sound of only a few people chatting and ringing phones.

From your sitting place, you hear your friends gushing about their husbands or wive cooking lunches for them and how much their spouse appreciates their sweet treatment. It's not uncommon to talk in gossip where people talk about romance but it made you think about Nash's reaction if you try to cook for him.

You're not a chef like Gordon Ramsey but you're not a horrible cook either like Riko and Momoi since you remember their uncut glazed honey lemons. For this reason, you were a little bit confident to make some healthy and delicious dinner for your boyfriend the golden-haired basketball player to make him happy.

Without anyone noticing you stopped your work for a while, you began writing down the recipe that you need to make for him on a piece of paper and asking some of your friends who can cook on how to make certain foods and their secret recipe to make the food more appetizing before thanking them and ending the chat or the call.

As your eyes land on the clock watches in the corner of the office room, you realize you could go home and quickly make dinner for your husband. Packing up your bags as quick as you can, you began leaving the office room and going back to the apartment on a bus that you share together with Nash.

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Your hands gently scoop the diced tofu along with the seaweed into the pot but you didn't see how much tofu you add into the soup along with the miso powder so it doesn't have a strong flavor before serving it inside of a small bowl after serving the rolled omelet on the plate with the rice on the side.

After it was done, you carefully put the plate and the bowl on the table with Nash looking at the dishes. From the corner of your eyes, you notice he scrunches his nose a little bit but tried not to show it as his eyes land on the miso soup that you made for him. You tried to ignore it but you couldn't help but feel a little bit insulted.

"What's this.." Nash raises his eyebrows at you.

'It's..miso soup with omelet and rice." you told him nervously.

On the table, there was not only omelet, rice, and miso soup but there were also pickled vegetables and grilled salmon on the corner. He was foreign to the soup and the rolled omelet but he didn't want to complain about it so he took a spoon of the soup. Instead of enjoying it, the make spits it back out before he looks at you with such a glare.

"It doesn't taste good, are you even can cook?" He crosses both of his arms.

"I tried...." You mutter.

".. It's better you're not cooking anymore. It's horrible," he looks away, not realizing his words cut your heart like a knife embedded into your heart and shreds it.

"Fine, make your own food and never ask me to make food for you," You were done with his horrible treatment before spilling the soup away right in front of his face, making his eyes widen in surprise as his eyes watches you storming away from the kitchen with such cold eyes.

As you got inside the room, tears slowly slid down from your eyes before you curl yourself up on the bed and wiped the tears away. Those words from his lips instantly made your day change from nice into a bad day as your mind began flooding with thousands of opinions, 'Should I leave him?' and ' I tried to make him happy but is this how he repays me?'

But that thought was interrupted by the door opening to show your basketball player boyfriend, both of his eyes were different than before where it was holding much more tenderness. Nash carefully sat next to you as his arms slowly wrapped around you "Baby....I'm very sorry for what I did. My words really uncalled for, I just had a bad day because my team was beaten and I shouldn't have taken my anger out at you." he whispered to your ear.

"Please...forgive me, baby. I promise I will never do this again" He whispered once again.

"....Fine. If you don't like it, just....tell me what I did wrong instead of insulting me like that again," the tears stop flowing out slowly before your eyes meet with his eyes.

"I promise" the skin of his lips gently touched the skin of your forehead and gently kissing the tear marks on your cheeks.

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Haizaki Shougo - Fukuda Sōgō

Bless whoever his s/o is because he is almost the same level as Jason Silver but with the difference that only SIlver didn't raise his hands to hit the girl in the manga, Haizaki is another level.

He may be a laxer when it comes to not appreciating because I feel like he would only grumble and didn't eat the food if he thinks your food isn't good enough.

Or he wouldn't really comment that his place isn't clean enough when you cleaned your guys' house because I believe he doesn't mind if his place is dirty.

He just doesn't appreciate you enough to dress more sexily and putting more makeup to make yourself look hotter and he starts comparing you with his exes.

Also, he doesn't appreciate it if you keep don't want to have sex with him despite him already having you as his s/o. Without your knowledge, he would have six with another person who he thinks is hotter than you.

If you try to fight him back, he doesn't mind wrapping his hand around your neck and choking you as he did to Alex. He doesn't mind giving another bruise on you.

Despite Haizaki feels guilty after he knows what he did was very harmful to you. He's not like Nash and Silver who would look at you in the eyes when they say sorry.

In fact, he has trouble saying sorry so he would just leave you alone to have your own space and think about all of his actions. He wants to apologize but his ego is HUGE.

However, on the next day, you would find a bunch of other gifts that you like such as food, jewels, books, or other goodies that you really want for an apology and a messy note that he is sorry for what he has done.

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You know Haizaki is quite popular and almost everyone would invite him to their party even though he's a huge asshole, especially to his teammate in basketball and it did not stop those people to like him. You saw all of his friends are those people who would also bring their partner out or those typical 'players'.

You don't have a problem with them since they are either focusing on your boyfriend or their partner because most of them respect your space instead of harassing the two of you. It was your boyfriend with who you have a problem, his eyes would be looking at other girls' busts or asses even if you caught him red-handed.

Even though you wore those types of clothes to impress him and wore dark yet lusty makeup for him only, his eyes would also be landing on other guys or girls before a wolf whistle escapes from him. His actions weren't subtle at all. This makes you insecure a lot even if Haizaki always tells you 'She/he doesn't mean anything. I'm just messing around~" with his stupid grin.

It was not only once but it always happens to you every time he brings you out to the club together as he chases another girl instead of you. Sighing, you glance at your stupid boyfriend with silent anger for a long time until his eyes catch you glaring at him with disdain.

His grin was immediately replaced with a scowl, "What are you looking at? Stop glaring at me."

"I don't like it.."

"You don't like what?" He got more annoyed.

"You keep staring at other guys/girl while I'm here. Am I not enough for you" You hiss.

"What if you are. You look ugly in that dress/suit and it makes me fucking embarrassed for bringing you to this club. You look ugly as hell and those girl/guy looks even better than you. So, why don't you just shut the fuck up and stop embarrassing me," he snaps, clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes at you.

His words were more than hurtful both of your eyes widened in surprise. You didn't expect Haizaki would say that to you right in front of your face as his friends also looks at him with surprise. Sure, they were players but they have much more dignity than him and wouldn't hurt their partner like that.

"I see how it is....Alright, go home by yourself. I'm not gonna drive you home," you stood up before walking away.

A loud 'SHIT!' came out from his mouth as he stood up and tried to catch you but you were already gone in the crowds. He wanted to scream. not only he would go home on his feet instead of using your car but he also realizes that what he has done was totally fucked up. "Bro...you're really messed up. Even though I cheat a lot, I never said that to my girls," one of his buddies said.

"Shut the fuck up! I know! Just leave me alone," He stormed away from the club.

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On the next day, the hallways of the school were dim and it reminded you of how much an asshole of your boyfriend is as your eyes were bloodshot from crying too much along with eye bags underneath your eyes from lack of sleep. Your lips were chapped and your skin was pale from yesterday, it was an understatement that you look miserable.

Sauntering in the hallways, you catch a glimpse of a male looking around from the class before he quickly walks away as fast as he can. From the hair color, you knew it was your boyfriend but it was strange why he looks so scared and ran away, trying not to let anyone see him.

His actions made you curious before you trudges up to your classroom and walked up to your table. Your eyes widened as your eyes landed on top of the table where you usually sit, there were many objects on top of the table. There was a bunch of chocolates and an adorable teddy bear plushie he got from the arcade.

There was also a small note on the table beside the gift as you carefully pick it up and unfold the small letter in your hand. Even though it was a bunch of scribbled words, you were still able to read what was inside the small letter that he gave to you.

"I'm not good at apologizing but I'm fucking sorry what the word I said yesterday. You are fucking beautiful unlike other people, you are smart, funny, and fun to hang out with, and you are so goddamn gorgeous unlike the bitches that I dated, especially that bitch that used to be Kise's ex. I promise I would never say that to you again- from You're amazing boyfriend," You couldn't help but smile at the words in the letters and the promise he made as your eyes landed on the gift he bought for you.

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makaias-trashheap · 1 year

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The Long Haul

(Not sure if this is the best way to start this blog off but I adore this toxic walking red flag and give him love whenever I can. So this is more for my own self indulgence. Of course the art and the character absolutly do not belong to me)

Haizaki glances up from scrolling through his phone when he notices that you’re hovering in the doorway between his bedroom and the bathroom instead of just coming straight back to the bed, “What?”

After another couple seconds you push off the doorframe and come to sit in front of him on the bed, “Something is different here.”

Haizaki looks at you confused and then looks around his room before turning his gaze back to you, “Pretty sure my room has always looked this way.”

You roll your eyes at him, “I didn’t mean with your room dumbass, I meant with us.”

He stares at you for a second before fully putting his phone down. You two had been hooking up for the last six months. There was never anything there, just sex. Well, until recently. You’ve started to develop feelings for the dark haired thug. He was rough, with everyone all the time, and you were no exception. But you did sometimes see a less rough version of him. Never soft, Haizaki was not a soft person. Just not as rough. When he was at home and had his guard down his smiles were more genuine and less sadistic. The two of you could talk for hours on end about nothing while he kept his arm wrapped around you or playing with your hair. And he would almost completely melt under your touch when he let you help take out his braids to wash his hair and let you redo them. You started to notice him acting a little off as well. Over the last few months rather than sending you on your way when he was done with you, he would find ways to keep you there a little longer talking. Sometimes, rarely but sometimes, instead of immediately getting you into bed you two would play a couple rounds of one of his video games or eat something and talk. More recently he started letting you stay the night and sleep with him. He was a horrible bedmate and either rolled on top of you or practically kicked you out of the bed, but it was still nice. When it came to sex now, he was still rough with you but started to focus more on you. Getting off with him was never a problem, but it usually came with a lot of teasing and degradation. The teasing was still there, not nearly as much and he spent more time actually pleasuring you than teasing you. And the degradation started turning into praises. Part of you wondered if it was all in your head and wishful thinking. But a small part of you couldn't help but hope that just maybe you were right, that maybe there was something there.

Haizaki again raised an eyebrow at you, “Wanna clue me in then on what’s different?”

You look at him for a second, “You for starters, us, how we interact. We said no strings attached but things are clearly different. This isn’t just about sex anymore.”

He stares at you for a second, “That so? So what do you think this is then? Last I checked we weren’t dating or anything.”

You look at him for a second before sighing, “Do you like me?”

He’s taken back by the sudden question. Where the fuck was this coming from? He’d been feeling something with you around but he couldn’t figure out what it was. You didn’t annoy the shit out of him or cling to him after you guys would hook up. He let you hang around after once to wait out a storm. You weren’t all over him and just laid either on the couch or in the bed playing on your phone or watching him play a video game. He noticed you watching and offered to let you play a round if you wanted. He watched you play after you took him up on his offer and left once the storm cleared up. You never pushed to try to stay. He started offering to let you hang out more and surprisingly, he didn’t mind having you around. Talking to you came pretty easily after a while, and you’d laugh at his crude attitude rather than just look at him disgusted. Mostly you weren’t scared of him. He’s an aggressive guy and had been aggressive with you however he wanted. You didn’t pull away from him when he grabbed your hair or your throat or pin your arms over your head, just looked up at him with those big innocent eyes and he could see the trust there. Hell you didn’t even flinch when he would grab your jaw with a bit more force then needed when he kissed you or when he’d playfully punch you in the arm for saying something stupid. He started to find himself more comfortable with you staying with him and found it harder to sleep when you’d leave. He didn’t know what to tell you or if he was even ready to admit any of this. Everyone always left. Finally coming out of his thought he scoffs and looks away from you, “I don’t fucking know. Why does it matter, this not enough for you?”

You look at him refusing to make eye contact with you carefully thinking about how you want to answer him, “Honestly…I don’t think so. Because I know I like you.”

He quickly snaps his head back in your direction, so this was it you were going to leave, “Then what the hell do you want.”

You look at him, your resolve clearly there, “I’m not looking for some huge confession or a huge gesture, that wouldn’t be you. But I like you, which means no strings went out the window a while ago and I can’t do this with no feelings involved. I don’t want to walk out so give me a reason to stay. At this point Shou you’re either in for the long haul or you’re out.”

He looks her over silent at first. She said she didn’t want to leave, she’s giving him the chance to keep her, “I’m going to fuck this up, I’m shit at this.”

Snorting you crack a small smile, “Believe me I know, I’m expecting you to fuck up at first. But…as far as I know you’ve pretty much exclusively been sleeping with me. So clearly that shouldn’t be a problem if you can keep that up. I won’t let you walk all over me, you know that. But I believe that mistakes can happen and you can either learn from them or shoot yourself in the foot. So if you fuck up we work on it and see if you sink or swim. I’m willing to put in the work if you are. So what is it? Are you in or out?”

He looks away from you to gather his thoughts, “This is going to probably start out as a shit storm and could end very badly.”

“I know.”

“I’m not easy to deal with and I’m not going to change if you end up deciding you don’t like me.”

“You wouldn’t be you if you did.”

“And you still want to do this?”

“I want to at least try.”

He turns his attention back to you seeing you sitting there calmly, waiting for his answer to make up his mind. After a second he sighs and reaches out grabbing your hand and pulling you into his lap straddling him, your hands instinctively wrapping around his neck as his find your hips. He leans up and kisses you briefly before pressing his forehead to yours, “Then I guess I’m in this for the long haul huh?”

You smile and lean forwards and kiss him again, “For the long haul.”

#kuroko no basket #knb #knb scenarios #knb fluff #haizaki #haizaki shougo #shougo haizaki #haizaki x reader #haizaki scenarios #knb x reader

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tetsunabouquet · 6 months

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Could you please do hatefucking with the bad boys? (Hanamiya, Haizaki, Imayoshi and Nash)

A/N: Here will be some small drabbles for each! HAPPY KINKTOBER!

(18+)

Hanamiya had a long list of why he hated you. How you got under his skin by always being one step ahead of him with that angelic look on your face when you both knew you could be just as calculated as he was, how every act of innocence was just you walking around with a holier then thou attitude. He hated how you could lazile eye him as a cat throughout the classroom, so drowsy yet something lurking underneath that he would always come to discover what it meant until it was too late. He hated how you always breezed by, never allowing him to find any dirt on you he could use. Hanamiya was consumned by those angry thoughts, blinded as his fingers wrapped themselves around your slim throat, as he pushed his pulsating length into you. He rammed himself in your pussy, as you tried to gasp underneath his rough fucking, tears pooling in your eyes. As he let go, the rush of oxygen filling your lungs made you climax, ruining his uniform. At the sight of yet again being slighted by you, he kept slamming himself balls deep until he came, wanting to defile your unprotected cunt just as you had defiled him. Perhaps that would teach you.

Haizaki had been intending to break you like this for a long time. Since middle school, really. When you had the nerve, to laugh to your friends how on earth Maiko could have dumped Kise for him? You had called him an average looking loser, and the haughty look on your face was one he had wanted to wipe off for a long time. Haizaki might not have been super intelligent, but this plan of his had been a stroke of genius and he was grateful to how he it had paid off. How you were crying as he had pushed your chest against the desk with brute force, how you couldn't escape with his hand golding your uniform so tightly, how you were drooling all over your paperwork as he fucked you without mercy. Your homework was getting ruined, and ink was staining your left cheek, but Haizaki couldn't care less. Let everyone see you were getting bullied by the cock you mocked so often, he wanted to see you walk around with his creampie dripping down your legs. His groans and your blissful whining filled the room, and you never thought you would have done anything so dirty and shameful, moaning like a bitch as Haizaki fucked you as if you were one. "Who's cock is making you feel good now?" He growled, and you clenched your walls pathetically around him. "Yours," you said as tears ran across your cheeks. "That's what I thought!"

Imayoshi had been at his limit with your antics. You always had the bloodboiling habit to show up in the library when he was studying and making a ruckus. Who on earth, was so impolite to constantly cause a scene in the library? That truly was having a complete lack of manners. Imayoshi had gone over countless scenarios of how he could shut you up, but none was so satisfying as this was; seeing you on your knees as you choked on his cock. The only sounds you were making now, was slurping and gagged noises that sounded way too cute as you should sound. The way you looked so extremely sexy, was sending his hands into your hair as he angrily slammed his cock down your throat. How could someone as annoying, aggrivating as you, dare to look so tempting to him? The anger was burning his skin, just as his arousal was. This wasn't enough. He undid the tie to his uniform. "Get up." You did as he ordered, and he shoved his tie that he had curled up into a ball, into your mouth. He grabbed you by your legs, making you land on the table with your back; a loud smack heard but nothing else, as Imayoshi reached up to pull your panties down. You could only breathe in deeply through your nose, before he slammed himself inside of you.

Nash Gold Jr surprisingly had a small list of things he hated, considering who he was. Your name was at the top of that tiny little list. You were the little sister of Marcus the Magical, who had been his primary rival in basketball since the three of you were but little kids, your snotty face always so eager to rub it in his face how Marcus was pure magic whilst Nash was just practicing your big brother's craft. That attitude you had, whilst you didn't play at all, was the reason why your name was higher on his list then your brother's. And finally, Nash had been able to achieve the thing he had been craving since puberty; Your body pressed against a locker, your limbs hanging around awkwardly as he used you as a fuckdoll after having beaten your brother at last. It was the ultimate victory, seeing your brother's face twist with disbelief and anger, seeing your shocked and scared little face as he dragged you into the locker room and hearing the broken moans errupting from your throat as he pumped his dick into your wet little pussy. "I should have known an uptight bitch like you was still a virgin." He hissed, your pussy quivering at the sensation of being forced open and receiving a rockhard cock. You couldn't say anything, you had lost your tongue. The only things on your mind was how your brother, his team and the entirety of Jabberwock could hear you sob Nash's name and that delicious dick making you a woman.

#knb #kuroko's basketball #knb x reader #hanamiya makoto #haizaki shougo #imayoshi shoichi #nash gold jr #kinktober #kinktober 2023

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18002dheauxs · 1 year

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The girl all the bad guys want

-about: the biggest assholes in KNB get the girls of their dreams. I saw their ideal types and my head kinda went brrr

-with: Makoto Hanamiya, Kojiro Furuhashi, Kazuya Hara, Kentaro Seto, Hiroshi Yamazaki, Shogo Haizaki, Shoichi Imayoshi, cisfem!reader

-wc: 4.1k (I’m so sorry I went a lil wild here)

-warnings!: toxic guys, piv sex lots of it lmaoo, degradation, manipulation, car sex, clit slapping, bondage, bdsm, hair pulling, flogging, semi-public ig in Hara’s idek atp, panty stealing, vaginal fingering, oral sex (fem!receiving and m!receiving), deep throating, dumbification, dacryphilia, sir kink, daddy kink, ddlg implications ig if you squint, squirting, exhibitionism, voyeurism, nipple play, camming work, sex toys, facial

Makoto Hanamiya likes stupid girls: Makoto has never been a hard worker. Building a partner into what he wants never really appealed to him. He likes ‘em to come already the way he likes: pretty, eager to please and just really fuckin stupid. He considers you all three & he wouldn’t change a thing! Anyone can see you're gorgeous; that's a given but a kinder person would call you.. err.. naive.. but Makoto Hanamiya has never been known as a kind person. He'll tell you to your face, of course, he's never been one to mince words and he sure as hell won’t start now. The small amount of brain power you did carry is quickly being drained out of your head by his cock splitting you open in the backseat of his car. He's taken you to a drive-in and just with that crooked smile that you trusted way too easily and referencing some bullshit about how comfortability can affect your focus, he got you where he wanted you. Anyone else could see, if not through the bullshit; then through that glint in his eye, that that was a thinly veiled excuse to get into those teeny, tiny skirts you always prance about in. He didn't think he could get any harder, hearing you squeak when his hand smoothed under your skirt and his fingers drifted over your panties. It fills him with excitement to know that it's not an act. You really are way out of your depth and far too dumb to know it but he wouldn't have it any other way. "I love watching you like this", he murmurs into the ear he was previously biting, fingers digging deeper into your hips to roll you forward. "You're already fucking dumb but seeing you go even dumber on my cock.. fuck I don't think I'll ever get sick of that". All you can do is whimper and try to keep up with his strokes. You didn't see this coming and to be fair, you didn't really consider yourself the type to give in this easy but fuck are you happy you did. It’s not entirely your fault though, Hanamiya knows how to manipulate girls like you. The tip of his curved dick hitting spots in you that cause drool to drip down your chin is really the best case scenario here. You can't even think right now; the empty space in your head, finally full but only of the delicious stretch of his thick cock. Your legs start to snap closed when one of his hands leaves your hips to rub fast and hard circles into your clit. "Aht aht what do you think you're doin, princess?", he cooly states, holding you open while his hand never stops its assault on your clit.. All that comes out of you is a pathetic whimper of "i- is too much Mako. I can't!". And he smiles. A genuine, crooked smile. He gathers some hair at the back of your head to keep your weak head still & your rolling eyes on his amused ones, "Of course you can, sweetheart! You don't think I know what's best for you? Leave the thinking to me and just make a mess all over my cock when I tell you to, yeah?" Of course he knows what your body can take, he is the genius after all.

Kōjirō Furuhashi likes masochists: Kojiro isn't one to flippantly toss around the word “love”. Words have meaning to him and he finds a lot of his peers don't understand the meaning of that particular word at all so he saves it for when he really means it, like now. As Kojiro's eyes take you in, arms bound together with rope that's doing most of the work in keeping you upright and hickies & bruises littering your beautiful body, he thinks that's the only word that would suffice for how much he enjoys this. He reaches forward to grab a handful of your hair and pull back until your watery eyes are boring into his. The tears staining your cheeks make his dick twitch. You look perfect like this, giving into pleasure and pain. "You alright, beautiful?", he says against your lips, tightening his grip on your hair to which you let out a moan. Sick little bitch, he thinks to himself and it makes him crack what can be considered for him a smile. "Please Ko, need more", you managed to beg into his parted lips. "More? Your ass is already burning to the touch you think you can take more?" He says twirling the handle of the flogger in his hand. "Yes please", you say tearfully. He has to will himself to stay on track. "Please what?" "Yes please, sir", you say, more tears spilling as he lands a harsh blow with the flogger to your ass. "Such a little freak" every word is preceded by a whistle of promise from the flogger to give you pain that hurts so so good. As the leather strikes your ass, your cries make Kojiro's cock drip with precum. He can't wait to feel the welts on your ass press against his skin as he drives his cock into you, relentlessly hard later. In fact, he thinks he'll love it.

Kazuya Hara likes girls with pretty legs: Despite the reputation he had with the rest of the members of his high school team that he hasn't seemed to be able to shake even well into his 3rd year of college; Kazuya Hara really likes soft & sweet things. He plays ball hard and definitely too rough but he knows how to appreciate the sweet tang of the gum on his tongue or how soft your legs look leading up into your skirt as he follows behind you. He slips through the door of your department's storage room without you noticing and he thinks the little yelp you make when you finally notice is sweet too. "Oh. Hi Kazu.. I didn't notice you there.", you say with a nervous chuckle. "I'm just getting some mats for the clinicals later. Did you want some too?", you say, finally turning to look at him and realizing he's much closer than he was before. He waits a beat before answering, popping a bubble as he lets the uneasy feeling in the air thicken. "Nah.", he chuckles, bringing a hand up to the back of his head to rest in the bird's nest he calls hair. "I actually came here to see you." He says, dropping down to "look" at the dumbbells on the floor next to your feet, picking one up to really sell it. "Oh really? Did you need something?.." you say trying to hold your ground even with the wavering of your voice. Even though you managed to make it seem like you held your composure before, you can't help but jump when one of his hands comes up to smooth down your calf. "You know you're really suited to kinesiology, you've got great legs.", he says, feeling the goosebumps rise where his hands touch. "Oh thanks.. Well I do work on them a lot", you let out a nervous chuckle. "I should- uh probably get going though.. gotta change and stretch before class. It's finals week after all.. busy busy busy" You move to step away from him with your mats but he grabs your hand as he stands up. "Kazuya.. this isn't the time", you warn him with annoyance ringing in your voice. "Well it doesn't seem like you make much time for anything.", he says, pulling your hips back into his. He bends down and his breath on your ear makes you shiver with an entirely different feeling. "All this stress can't be good for you. Why don't you let me help you destress", he says punctuating the last word with a bite at your ear. "I- I don't think this is an appropriate place for this, Kazu..", you manage to get out as his hands play with the waistband of your skirt. "Sure it is." He says, releasing your waistband with a pop. "The door locks for a reason.. do you want me to lock the door and then you can sit on that desk and let me between those pretty legs?", he pulls your chin to the side so you can look at him. You want to say yes, you know it, he knows it and who could blame you? Finals week was stressful and maybe an orgasm actually would help you focus better. But even still, agreeing to this is so far out of your comfort zone that your words seem to fail you so the shy nod you give him will have to suffice. In one fail swoop he locks the door and hoists you onto the desk with his lips on yours. He pulls back to stick his gum under the desk like the delinquent he is. You finally allow his tongue access into your mouth when you feel his hands dive under your skirt and wasting no time, he grabs at the waistline of your panties and pulls them down. He doesn't break the kiss as he pockets them or as he slides his finger between your folds; not even when you're barely kissing him back panting into his mouth at the ministrations his now wet fingers are making on your clit. No, the only time he breaks the kiss is to get to his knees and breathe between kisses to those thighs he likes so much, "fuck, baby. I been wanting to taste you all semester. Keep these pretty legs on my shoulders yea?", he says, eyes fixated on the place he's been thinking about since he saw you enter this room. "Lemme get my fill, hmm?" It, of course, is a rhetorical question because before you can even try to respond your words are replaced by a squeak as his tongue licks a long strip up your slit. You moan in unison as he keeps going; licking up all the slick he can find and causing more and more to leak out as his lips suction around your clit. You know you've gotta be quiet but it's incredibly hard when his tongue is delving into your hole at a pace that places stars in your sight. Hara pulls away for a breath but is quick to replace his tongue with his fingers curling up and into you, your legs threaten to snap around his head when his tongue starts to flick against your clit at the same time but he holds them open with his other hand wrapping around your thigh. You're mumbling behind your hand and though he'd love to hear your uninhibited moans he doesn't need to hear your encouragement when your pussy is leaking all over his hands, mouth and chin. Hara has a reputation for being hard & rough but he sure does love to indulge in the softness & sweetness of you.

Kentarō Seto likes intelligent girls: Like Makoto, Seto isn't exactly known for his work ethic. He spends much more time sleeping than working toward any particular goal. All that considered, Seto doesn't mind working toward one goal. Turning smart, know it all girls like yourself into sniveling, cockhungry, brainless whores is always worth the effort to him. It explains why he is so beside himself to have you, dean's list student; president of several clubs; librarians know you by name, you with your eyes rolling into the back of your head, drooling as you fuck yourself on his thick cock. He can't help but let out a chuckle as his hands squeeze your tits as they bounce atop your tank that's been pulled down, too impatient to take the shirt off or go without seeing your full breasts move with every bounce of your hips. It's hard to believe that after getting you as a lab partner and a little bit of convincing he can see one of the smartest girls he knows go absolutely brainless on his cock. A chant of his name starts to fall from your lips and he's finally pulled from his thoughts. "Yes, princess? What is it?" "Wanna cum.. Ken needa cum.. please" you whine, hips chasing your high faster and faster. "You wanna cum? Can't you do it yourself? Hm? Make yourself cum, baby girl", he says, hands steadying your hips so all you can do is barely grind. It feels good but it's not nearly enough as your close orgasm starts to fade. "Mm mm, Ken need you.. Pleaase, daddy? Please help?", you beg through tearful eyes. He chuckles. "Remember, sweet girl," he sits up so his back is against the headboard and his face is more level with yours as he grabs the back of your neck to focus his eyes on your teary ones, "no matter how smart you are you'll never know how to make yourself cum like I do. Understood?" "Yes! Yes daddy! Please ju- oh. my-" your eyes begin to roll again as he plants his feet and drives into you one hand on your shoulder to pull you further onto his cock, hitting that spot in you that has you seeing stars. Your clit being rubbed so hard and fast against his pubes is the final straw as you squirt all over his thighs and abs. Your body is still spasming when he drops you unceremoniously against his mattress after helping to ride out your high. Seto is a lazy man but seeing academically decorated girls as piles of sweat, tears, drool & cum, with not a single thought in those typically full heads on his bed is always worth the effort in his eyes.

Hiroshi Yamazaki likes cheerful girls: Hiroshi isn't the happiest of guys. He's not full of energy, he's got a mean case of RBF and his vocabulary is made up of 85% curse words. This is probably why people are surprised that he snagged you. Beautiful, vivacious, sunshine-in-human form you. You're the sunshine to his constant thunderstorms. With the scowl he almost always seems to be wearing, no one else would be able to tell it, but you make him happy. Despite his angry disposition, Hiroshi actually had a preference for girls like you. The kind whose smile can put even the meanest ogre at ease, the ones who's cheery aura guaranteed strangers were just friends she hadn't met yet. Hiroshi likes girls like you, he's found y'all are just so damn eager to please. It would take so much more convincing for any other girl to end up in this position, but not you. Oh no, you're his little happy pill, always ready to spread joy the way your legs are spread over his lap as his old high school friends look on. Some too entranced to move, some slowly stroking their cocks as your boyfriend plays with your dripping pussy in front of the audience. "Didn’t know she was this sensitive, Yama.. She's soaked and you've barely touched her.", says Hara, palming at himself as he watches you squirm in your boyfriend's embrace. "Well you do like an audience don't you, pretty girl?" Your lips are caught between your teeth and your breath is caught in your throat as he begins circling your clit, slowly with enough pressure to ensure that all you can muster is a nod. "Mmhmm that's my girl. Go head and play with these beautiful tits for me, yeah?" He says, pulling your dress down for your tits to spill out. There's a groan from the boys as you let out a breathy moan when you begin twisting and pulling your nipples. "She makes such hot sounds, fuck," Seto says as his hand slowly glides up and down his leaky cock. You turn your head into Hiroshi's neck in embarrassment when you finally clue in to the wet squelching of Hiroshi’s fingers playing with your pussy. You're impossibly wet at this point, no doubt making a mess of his pants and the couch below you. "Look. She’s practically dripping, '' Makoto laughs. He pauses a beat. "Wait, does she squirt?", he says, stilling his hand on the bulge in his sweats. "Do you, baby? Go on.. answer him.", Hiroshi asks. Suddenly the attention is a bit much so you close your eyes instead of speaking. A slap to your clit jolts you up and the tone that follows is much more stern. "Answer him." "Ah, yes! Can I show them, please please?", you squeal out as Hiroshi's fingers make their way back into your pussy. "You read my mind, beautiful. Give the boys a show, huh?", Hiroshi says as his fingers speed up their dragging along your walls. Hiroshi liked girls like you, you always took what he gave you without complaining and as you shake with your eyes rolling back while your juices spray on to the couch and the floor, he thinks that smile you're always wearing is rubbing off on him.

+ Shōgo Haizaki likes erotic girls: There's a stereotype that boys with bad reps tend to go for girls with good ones, but that's simply not how Shogo rolls. He couldn't take anymore self-righteousness; he'd had enough of that with his teams back in school. No, Shogo Haizaki likes girls who know what it's like to have people side eye you in the hall, who avoid you because they've "heard about people like you". Shogo thinks that's bullshit, there's not really anybody like him and surely nobody like you. His gorgeous, sexy, confident girlfriend. Yall are one of a kind, a queen fit for a king like him. That's probably why, he thinks, that your couple's camming page blew up. “Hello hello everyone! It’s so good to see you! Welcome back to our page!”, you say, smiling and rubbing at Shogo’s neck as he sits behind you kissing your neck and playing with your tits. “I have a very special surprise for you all! Mr and I got a new toy! Should we show them, babe?”, you say flirting with the camera only to look back into Shogo’s eyes with a genuine excitement for his answer. “We better! I spent all that money on that shit.” he says matter of factly, going back to leaving marks on your neck. “It’s not about the money, babe! It's about the experience!”, you continue with a giggle. “Ok 300 coins and we’ll get started!” Of course, your loyal fans reach the goal in seconds. “Damn they’re excited to see us toy with this, huh?,” you said flirting with the camera with your eyes as your lips press against your boyfriend’s. Shogo only mutters an “mhmm” as he kisses down your neck to your shoulders. “Well”, you say, grabbing the toy from behind your boyfriend, “let’s not keep them waiting.”, you say, biting your lip and turning on the toy. Shogo climbs on top of you, kissing you passionately and pushing your arms up. You smile through the kiss as he grabs the toy. You moan through a smile as he runs the toy over your nipples. Shogo bites at your lip and his kisses trail down as the toy does. As his lips suck marks into your neck, your hands tangle in his hair and the toy sends jolts to your clothed clit. You lift your head to look into his eyes when his lips wrap around your pert nipple and even with his mouth occupied you can make out an impish smile but before you can figure out the reason the vibrator grows stronger. “You fucker,” you say through a half moan, half giggle. He pops off your nipple with a smile still applying pressure to your clit. “What’s that, baby? You want me to turn it up? ManiacMak commented that`I should..”, he says, having far too much fun. “I can tak- ohh fuck”, your head falls back as your legs threaten to close, orgasm approaching far too soon. “You were gonna say you can take it huh?”, he says laughing. You manage to weakly nod your head trying your best to stave off the orgasm coming at you like a bullet train. “I- I ca-ha I can” “Mhmm baby. I know you can. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans right?” Shogo says pushing your panties to the side to place the toy directly on your clit. You’re pretty much putty now but its not until he uses his other hand to plunge his middle and ring fingers into you quick and hard that the orgasm finally catches up to you, crashing into you so hard a yelp escapes you and your legs lock up before they’re shaking uncontrollably. He helps you ride out your high before crashing his lips to yours and throwing the toy to the bed. All you can hear is your shaky breaths, the smack of you two’s lips and the ping of more coins. Many more coins. Shogo breaks the kiss to smile down at you, talking to the camera but looking directly into your lidded eyes. “Hey sweets.. that was kind of a quick show. I think I owe you another orgasm.. or 3” Your beauty really shines through in these moments where you’re panting, legs still having small trembles and still find the gall to look into the camera; smile that sexy smile he fell in love with and breathe out “Only 3? That all you got, pretty boy?” Oh Shogo Haizaki is sure there’s nobody like you and so are your fans.

+ Shoichi Imayoshi likes kikubari girls: Imayoshi comes from a kind people. He was raised in a neighborhood where people took care of others and that’s just what he’s used to. He’s used to smelling the dinner of her husband’s favorites often being cooked by the granny next door. Used to the mom across the street already waiting outside with whatever item whichever of her children forgot before they even knew to turn around and grab it. Shoichi was used to this and was looking forward to having a caring, attentive woman like that in his own life one day. He didn’t realize, however, until he finally found that woman in you; how far the attentiveness of these types goes. It’s glaringly apparent to him now as you're on your knees in front of him for his favorite after work activity ,which of course you’re kind enough to indulge him in whenever he asks. Your pretty lips are wrapped around his thick shaft pushing as much as you can into your mouth while a hand massages at his balls. He lets his head bob back and lets himself get lost in the sound of your gagging and the feel as his dick goes impossibly far down your throat. He only looks down to check on you to see if you can still breathe after he feels your throat begin to close a little around his cock. “Ah ah hold it a little longer, my darling. Juuust a little. Bit.”, he says, holding your head down letting out a prolonged groan that only served to make you wetter. “There we go '' he says breathily letting you go after a few thrusts even further down your throat. You sputter and wipe the spit and precum from your chin with the back of your hand. Not that there’s much still there, most has already dripped down your chin onto your tits and the only thing covering them, the apron you just cooked a homemade meal for him in. He tilts your chin up to him and smiles that stealthy smile you still, after years together, sometimes can’t make heads or tails of. “Can you still continue, sweetheart?”, he says, wiping his thumb across your bottom lip, slipping it in your mouth for you to suck on for a bit. “Do you need me to be more gentle with you? Hm?” “No, my love”, you say smiling up at him while stroking his cock in the twisting motions you’ve learned he loves. “I just want to please you. You can use me however you need.” Shoichi smiles as you take him in your mouth again and allow him to fuck your face to his content as your hands play at his balls. The smile only fades as he gets closer to his orgasm and it makes way into a sort of grimace as he focuses on the feel of your throat and the look of complete subservience he sees on your face and he knows he can’t hold it any longer. Imayoshi knew he wanted an attentive, caring woman; he just didn’t realize what exactly that meant behind closed doors. Now, however, as you stroke the last of the cum out and look up at him with his cum all over your face and pure devotion to him in your eyes; he’s thinking “wanted” was an understatement, he couldn’t live without this.

#knb smut #kuroko's basketball smut #kuroko no basuke smut #kirisaki daiichi #makoto hanamiya #kojiro furuhashi #kazuya hara #kentaro seto #hiroshi yamazaki #shogo haizaki #imayoshi shoichi

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knbposting · 15 days

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i have this super goofy drabble i wrote ages ago where aokaga (as bfs) have a dumb staring contest and kagz only wins by taking his shirt off (is aomine REALLY losing there tho? no exactly. use your brain.) but i wanted to rewrite it as the pre-established stuff i've been writing on ao3

but i actually dont think they could stare at each other THAT LONG while still repressing their feelings. like kagami's glaring, then aomine's smiling (bc he thinks he's about to win), then kagami notices aomine thinks he's about to win so he sits back in his seat with ultra confidence, then aomine gets close to folding but refuses to tap out so he stares in an extra derogatory manner, which kagami actually can't get enough of and he blushes, but then [et cetera]

so i THINKKKKK im gonna write that as a potential backdrop for their confession bc ive been stuck on it and honestly it HAS to be a stupid scenario for it to work for them specifically

the thing is kagami will stare off ANYONE, he isn't afraid of jack SHIT happening. he's stared off midorima before he knew midorima was such an unserious extremely serious geek (collateral damage, sorry mido), he's stared down hanamiya, he's stared down haizaki, he's stared down akashi, he was solo when he was in america in the scary streetball games with real betting and i dont need to see it to know he wouldve had to put on a tough guy act there too. he's also stared down aomine before the first inter high, completely unfazed by his reputation. kagami is just not backing down from that

aomine stares people down too and isn't afraid to fight, so he's pretty tough as well, but like? genuine stare-off without the complication of unresolved romantic/sexual tension? i still think kagami's winning. or he goes until he gets bored and or distracted.

#aokaga #really contemplating heavily if i should order dominos bc i havent eaten today and im only now realising that my actions (not eating) have #consequences (like running out of space in a tag)

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lamnwar · 2 years

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Requests are open! ✨

I cannot count on my friend Laura to keep feeding me ideas for headcanons and stories, so I figured I should open my requests! I love writing but the ideation part is sometimes too much for me, because I'm a bit of a bimbo and most of the time my brain is half empty 😩

Frankly I hesitated to do that because I am slacking off on my uni work so should I be creating fan-content? Actually yes, I should, because it's my coping mechanism and it's really the only fun I get so yeaaah

Heyyyy, I'll be taking requests from now (05/05) till July (01/07) to publish content for the next 2 months. After that I might be too busy to write, so that's why I wanna do it when I can 🥰

From all the time I got to interact with people that read my content, I came to realise that you have great ideas so I wanna make it easier to write these!

WHAT I WILL WRITE (form-wise):

Headcanons

Short stories

Scenarios

WHAT I WILL WRITE (content-wise):

Anything that is fluff, sweet, or completely random; as long as it's nothing violence related (I'm a soft person so I'll stick to what I am more comfortable with)

NSFW stuff, as long as it does not include butt stuff and anything non-consentual, incestuous, or that I don't feel comfortable writing (because I may or may not be a kink shamer sometimes lmao)

WHO I WILL WRITE ABOUT:

Almost every KNB characters, EXCEPT Hanamiya and Haizaki (I know they're really loved in the fandom but they make my blood boil 😤)

I may refuse to write on certain characters because I don't know them well enough to imagine them in certain scenarios

I will not write NSFW content on Kuroko himself because he's a precious baby and I can physically get myself to do that :')

WHO I WRITE FOR:

Literally any of you <3

That means I will write x gn! Reader, x fem! Reader, x m! Reader

If asked, I will write specifically for you (either y/n or your actual name in there)

I will write specific ships between characters if asked

Alright, hope that's interesting to you guys! If you have any question, do not hesitate to ask :)

#i'm kinda excited #hi hi <3 #request open #knb #kuroko no basuke #knb hcs #knb headcanons #knb fic #knb scenario #knb x reader #kuroko no basquet #kuroko's basketball

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m1zukam3dian · 2 years

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Inatober22 Day 1: D&D Night

Yes this is the tribute, I was gonna draw a scenario including Asuto, Kirina, Nosaka, Haizaki, and Kira but I was watching memes and wasting my time looking for refs and now its night and now I JUST realize that it doesn't have to be a drawing it can be 💫ANYTHING 💫 and so I make this horribly made meme so I'm just gonna put a headcanon or something ok? Ok.

In D&d Kira would always try to cheat and Haizaki would beat him up for it and everyone else will try to stop him.

Here's the sketch:

As you can see on the top left haizaki in flipping off Kira as you see the one across haizaki is labeled "Kira" so is the one below.🙂👆

#inazuma eleven #inatober22 #fandom event #inazuma eleven go #inazuma eleven ares #haizaki ryouhei #hiroto kira #mizukamiya seiryuu #Asuto inamori #nosaka yuuma #kirina hiura

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seijaka · 1 year

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rules..!

→ i write nsfw + sfw, so PLEASE INTERACT WITH DISCRETION.

→ i currently ONLY write for knb, but i may broaden my horizons in the future

→ i write for gn! f! and m! reader, if not specified in the request i will write the reader as gn! so please make sure to include this in your request :-)

→ my request are ALWAYS OPEN, but requests are not on a first come first serve basis, i will write what peaks my interest first!

→ I AM NOT REQUIRED TO ANSWER YOUR REQUEST. i write for fun, i will not write things that i am not interested in writing! please understand

→ no more than 8 characters per request for headcanons, no more than 3 characters for drabbles, and only one for full blown scenarios, thank you!

→ i will decline requests if they include things that i will not write for, characters that i do not write for, or if the request just makes me uncomfortable

THINGS I WILL WRITE

→ sfw + nsfw, (light) angst, polyamory, fluff, various hard kinks, I WILL WRITE FOR PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING THATS NOT UNDER THE SECTION BELOW.

THINGS I WILL NOT WRITE!

→ NONCON/RAPE, YANDERE, A/B/O DYNAMICS, PREGNANCY, PEDOPHILIA, VORE, SCAT, OR WATERSPORTS

CHARACTERS I WILL NOT WRITE FOR

→ any of the coaches BESIDES RIKO AND ARAKI, momoi sakurai, kenichi okamura, haizaki shogo, reo mibuchi (WITH F! READER, i will only write for him with gn! or m! reader)

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spatio-rift · 1 year

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hikd scenario. kidou takes haizaki to the maid café in the shopping district of inazuma town. its actually to meet with a shuuyou meito student whos a bit of a mascot afficionado so they can get haizaki some very rare and limited kumazous, but kidou obviously at no point ever explains this to him. this scenario--this is extremely important--is told from haizakis point of view.

#penguin shitei #its the vision in my head. of kidou looking so comfortable at a maid café and haizaki the whole time being like ???????????????????????#inzm

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kirisaki-daichi-scenarios · 1 year

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haizaki shougo is in the sticks

for @paintoreos who requested “could you write some fluff for Hanamiya/Haizaki of them being kissed by their s/o for the first time?? 🙏❤️” and @dust-of-fandoms who requested “I have been in a Haizaki mood for a couple of days now, would he be too annoying to write fluff for? I feel like the fluffy part of a relationship with him comes after he gets over himself and starts treating his partner better.” hope this works for you both!

engawas are like japanese architecture’s equivalent of a porch. haizaki’s aged up to 20 in this so i’m not promoting minors drinking. i'm not advising that adults drink either. haizaki is permanently bad role model.

Sat alone on the engawa, Haizaki takes another swig of beer and stares out across the sticky summer dusk, dimming fields stuffed with rice flowers and mosquitos. Excluding the crickets, he hears nothing but his own breath and the sloshing of the sip of beer in the can.

When she said her family was from the sticks, she really meant it.

It’s no place for a city boy like Haizaki. He misses the sound of anything and everything, police sirens to the neighbours’ arguments. Even thinking about the sound of the nursery kids screaming down the road is making him feel homesick. The sound of people and the sound of conflict: he’s only just realised that it’s been with him since he was born.

At last, he hears footsteps behind him and the thump of a girl coming to sit down beside him.

“You took your time,” Haizaki remarks, moving over for her.

She hands him another beer and opens her own. “Don’t tell me you were scared without me?”

“Scared? Of what - the crickets?”

“Bears. Ghosts. Serial killers.”

“Very funny.”

“I’m not kidding,” and she points towards a couple dwellings in the distance, her nightgown sleeve slipping down towards her elbow. “When my parents were born, the guy who lived over there would have been on his third murder. It took another two deaths before the police found him, and they still haven’t found all the bodies. They say the lead investigator only figured it out when he realised how well the guy’s crops were growing. And, you know what the creepy part is? He’s been in prison for decades now but the crops still grow better than everyone else’s.”

“Yeah, well I’m not scared of him. Hell, if he ever got out and tried something, I’d-“

In the darkness, a meow. Haizaki squeaks with surprise and she bursts into giggles as the culprit, her mother’s aged tabby, trots over towards them.

“Says he’s not scared of a serial killer but can’t even face a cat without bursting into tears.”

“Oi, he just caught me by surprise,” he replies gruffly, looking away. “I’d take him in a fight too. Dumb fucking cat.”

She’s still giggling, “what are going you going to do, Mr Big Bad Haizaki? Challenge him to a duel, 1v1 him, organise a boxing match with a cat?”

“You don’t get it. He disrespected me. Disrespected me,” he repeats, stressing each syllable, focused on trying to keep his tone sounding serious, to keep her laughing as long as possible. “As a man, I can’t let this slide.”

The cat is now swatting at mosquitos, rolled over onto his back.

“He doesn’t think you’re a worthy enough opponent. You’ll have to fight the mosquitos before you have the right to challenge him.” She takes a sip of beer and glances at the tens of mosquito bites littering Haizaki’s arms and legs. “And I don’t think you’ll win against them anytime soon.”

“Man, was this why you invited me here? Just to mock me?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“And here I thought it was because a cute chick liked me.” Haizaki reaches out to the cat and lets him swipe at the man’s hands “You hear that? I’ve become a laughing stock.”

“No, you weren’t wrong about the cute chick liking you,” she says, and turns her head, and her lips make gentle contact with Haizaki’s cheek.

No one says anything. Haizaki’s heart is going a mile a minute, even though logically he knows it’s just a kiss, really just a peck on the cheek, something that a guy who’s been in as many half-hearted hookups as he has should have long been desensitised to. Yet the intimacy of it panics him, has him blushing like a kid, has him thinking twenty years ahead to days of sitting on this engawa together, maybe with more cats, maybe even with kids, and holding her hand, and watching the sunset, and realising that the feeling of her presence, and shoulder brushing his, will always be far more comforting than any city sounds.

He’s thinking, what the fuck is wrong with you Haizaki Shougo?

And he’s mumbling, because love is still too big and intimidating a concept to profess,

“Do that again.”

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omg hiiiii 😊 can we get hcs of hanamiya, haizaki, and jason silver’s reacion to yn bring a very shy kind gril but they herd rumers of her chesting with another guy !! 😡😡 but it ended up being a lie, and thry end up hruting her feelings?? 🥺🥺 eould she forgive them too? >…<

Hanamiya Makoto, Haizaki Shougo, and Jason Silver Heard Rumour of Their S/O Cheating With Another Guy.

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A/N: Hello there! Thank you for requesting the bad boys of KnB. This is one of the biggest challenges for me because I cannot really relate to them but I will try my best. I hope you like the final result! Also, I admit even though Hanamiya, Jason and Haizaki are the bad boys and bastards of the KnB, they are hot (but not my type). Please never date this kind of guy in real life, they are a walking red flag.

Warning: Mention of violence, ANGST, non-consent touch, a little bit of NSFW and profanity.

Gender: Neutral

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Hanamiya Makoto

Everyone knows that you are Hanamiya's S/O and everyone in Kirisaki Daiichi feared the dead black-haired since he's the most dangerous player among his teammate. However, that doesn't really stop anyone to try to get closer to you.

However, that doesn't stop any guy to mess with you and other students start gossiping about you dating another guy behind Hanamiya's back.

Even if he doesn't have explosive anger like Haizaki and Jason Silver who would shout at you. His wrath was much scarier and more hurtful.

He would humiliate you in front of lots of people and when is aid that. His humiliation is much worse, it could be trying to frame you that you were the villain in the relationship or bullied you with students around to watch.

Reality sucks because Hanamiya definitely knows that it was probably just a dumb rumour made by people around you. I am sorry to crush your hope but he hates honest people so he isn't sorry at all and he is a genius with a high IQ.

Not only he knows that it was only a rumour that people create just to defame you. Instead of helping you out, he is going to use that defamation by degrading you and then using you as a black sheep so he could manipulate you easier and degrading you for fun.

He would make fun of you for letting people easily get attached to you and trying to be a creep. Since you're so kind, lots of people trying to take an advantage of you and trying to make you cheat on Hanamiya or being a creep.

Yes, even though it's canon that he likes the soft, shy, kind and easily manipulated girl (Like Yui Komori type of girl from Diabolik Lovers). He would guilt-trip you and make you feel stupid even if it was just a rumour.

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(By the way, I am not shaming anyone in real life. I am shaming Nobuta Tanaka, the character from Assassination classroom)

A pair of dark grey eyes staring at you with a horrible intention as the delinquent male sauntering up to you like a wannabe model with his horrible spiked black hair swayed around and his pudgy face bouncing like a basketball. Nobuta Tanaka, the most well-known pervert in the Kirisaki Daiichi. His narrow eyes eyeing up at you from the bottom of your skirt/pants to your chest.

"Hey there cutie, I never see you around in here. Are you here alone?" The male asks.

"No, I am waiting for my boyfriend. Could you please leave me alone? My boyfriend is going to be in here at any moment," you shoo the pervert away.

"Aww don't be like that. Why don't you go out with me? I am a nice guy," he grabs one of your hands.

"H-hey! P-please let me go! Y-You are making me uncomfortable!" You shout, trying to push the pervert away.

"No need to be shy, kitten. It's just you and me alone~" his other arms slowly slid and crept on your back, trying to pull you closer.

" P-please d-don't touch me. I-i don't want to hurt you," You quickly push the guy away but not hard enough to make the person fall, you only push him away very gently before your footsteps fading away.

However, even though you were defending yourself from the pervert. Something dark and shimmering hiding behind a wall, taking picture of the pervert trying to hug you as the edge of the owner of the camera's lips tugged upwards before they leave the crime scene and start their work to destroy your relationship with your boyfriend.

↠ Timeskip ↞

Walking down the hallway, thousands of pairs of eyes staring at you with shock, confusion, resentment, anger, and judgement but the most confusing part is people would quickly get away from you whenever you try to approach them. Raising your eyebrows, you know there must be something bad happening but you don't know what is it because students treating you like a plague.

A footstep getting closer to you as it was getting louder and louder. Turning around, you saw Hanamiya sauntering up with a smile but you know that smile was forced, it was his typical mocking smile with a hint of anger in it like that smile when he is facing his rival before he broke them.

"M-makoto-san, I-" You were cut off immediately by him.

"Hmm~ you called my first name after what you did? That's very surprising~" he pushes you to the locker.

"W-what do you mean by that? I-i didn't do anything! " You were confused, hurt, and frightened.

"Oh? You don't know? Are you stupid or something? HAHA! You were acting cute and helpless as if you were asking him that you're an easy, helpless little creature that can be harassed at any time. I'm sure you're doing it on purpose in front of Nobuta, asking him to be harassed like a little bitch you are..I bet you had fun cheating on my back and letting him touching you" he smiles evilly, watching your face confronting into shock, pain, sorrow, and fury as he shows the picture of you getting harassed by Nobuta.

"B-but..i-i pushed him away and I don't like him like that way. I-i would never cheat on you! T-that picture is when he was harassing me!-" you try to defend yourself.

"Oh my poor baby, you did? Maybe you shouldn't be so stupid and try to defend yourself," he cupped your cheeks, "Maybe you should do something for me to prove that you didn't cheat on me, my darling. After all, how can you make me believe that you didn't cheat on me...." he faked his frown.

"D-don't worry Hanamiya-kun. I-i promise i will show you that I didn't cheat on you" you put on a fake smile, trying to convince your boyfriend.

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Haizaki Shougo

I am praying for your mentality, your soul and your strength to handle this dude. Unlike Hanamiya, he is much more violent and he's not afraid to hit a woman.

He doesn't respect anyone except Nijimura so to date him. You had to make him respect you the first time. But since we are talking about you are dating him, it was a very rocky relationship between you and his violent and playboy tendencies.

You can imagine his reaction when he hears the rumour of you cheating behind his back. There are many situations that can end up that you hurt because of him.

The first situation is him becoming very enraged at you. Once you are down with your class, he would be likely to march up on you before pulling you to the quiet place where there is no one around and he would scream at you.

If you fight back and try to defend yourself from him, he would be likely to hit you in the face and I am talking about slapping you on the face before he storms away to cool off.

In the second situation, he wouldn't hurt you or slap you but instead. It would be more disgusting because he would cheat behind your back and if you try to confront him. He would be guilt-tripping you by saying you were the one who cheated him in the first place.

This man has a huge ego and I can say his Ego is even bigger than Aomine and Hanamiya (Almost the same as Jason Silver). When he shows he is sorry for hurting you once he knows it was just a stupid rumour, his apology would be forced.

He doesn't want to say sorry but if he has to. It would be like, "FINE! I AM FUCKING SORRY! HAPPY NOW?!" However, if that made the situation worse. He would finally apologize without feeling like he was forced as he give some kind of present (like little trinkets or something).

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Sitting on the bench, you keep looking at your wristwatch with your shoes tapping against the ceramic floor and bounce your legs in a frantic manner. Glancing around the airport, you were biting your nails as you are waiting for your cousin who is an exchange student studying economics and business.

It has been such a long time, you really miss your dear cousin who is also like a best friend to you. He was always there for you when you two were young, he was like an older brother to you but he had to leave you for almost more than five years so he could be the best entrepreneur and start a company once he goes back.

A sound of tiny wheels could be heard from far and you turn around to see your cousin who is smiling at you, "Yo (Y/N), miss me?" he opens his arms. You couldn't help but the run-up to your cousin and give him your biggest bear hug and snuggle your face on the crook of your cousin's neck.

Unknown to you, someone sees everything as she quickly takes the phone away and takes a picture of you hugging your cousin, 'Not only did she take my Haizaki away from me but she cheats behind his back! She will feel my wrath!' she thought as she starts to walk away, leaving you along with your cousin whose searching the trolley to put all of his bags.

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After sending your cousin home, you were on your way to your house so you could rest your aching muscles, "It has been such a tiring day, I wonder how Haizaki is without me...' you wondered. As you were walking home, you could see the back of Fukuda Sougou's jersey with the number six.

The edge of your lips curving upwards as your eyes twinkle in happiness, seeing your man standing there with his braided hair. But the footsteps immediately stop as the glint in your eyes immediately gone in a second and your eyes turn dark as tears start brimming in your eye.

A girl wrapped their arms around your boyfriend as her lips were attached to his lips, kissing him passionately. Seeing you, the girl tightened her arms for a few seconds before pulling away, "See you tomorrow, Shougo-Kun!" She chirped, skipping away happily.

"S-shougo-Kun.....why? Your throat tightened.

"(Y/N)-Chan~ you saw that, huh~" he struts up to you slowly, as if it looks like a predator mocking their prey for getting stuck.

'Tsk, serves you right for cheating with me. Did you think I don't know about you cheating with someone in the airport?" His smirk was replaced with a scowl.

"B-but i didn't cheat on you-!" You try to defend yourself.

But it was a futile attempt as you feel a burning pain on your cheeks, and your eyes widened as tears slowly slipped out from your eyes. Looking at Haizaki, it was clear he was pissed off because the size of his eyes getting smaller.

"FUCKING LIAR!" He shouted.

A hiccup escapes from your lips, "I-I'm not....t-that picture that you give me is my c-cousin. I-I told you from the message! Why can't you believe me!" You never shout but this is your first time shouting at him.

"W-wha?!" He was shocked once he ehars your explanation.

"W-WE'RE DONE!" You ran awya from him.

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Jason Silver

I am starting to wonder if you are a masochist, have Stockholm syndrome or you just like bad boys who are very violent. I am sorry if I sounded very judgemental but Jason Silver is also as violent as Haizaki.

Angering Jason Silver and Haizaki is like a death wish for a partner and expecting them to be vigilant boyfriends is already too much for them. Instead of talking it out, Jason Silver would be very angry like Haizaki.

Once he hears the rumours of you cheating on him behind his back. I cannot see him talking it to you and asking if it was true. Instead, he would be marching up at you, shoving you until you fall from the ground and yelling profabities or sexist slurs.

He only does that when no one is around or he would be likely to grip a can of beer or soda when he was in public and crush it even though he didn't say anything but peoplw still know he is furious because the way he looks at them as if they were just nothing to him.

But you can tell he is pissed off because of the way he is glaring into your eyes. It was as if like a bomb ready to explode at any second. Even if you try to tell him it was just a rumour, he wouldn't listen to you.

As you two go home together. That's when you know you need to escape from him because as you two go inside. He would be likely to scream at you and slam some stuff to the ground, he would be also could hit you if he's too blinded by the rage.

This is the difference between him and Haizaki. Unlike Haizaki, I can see him feel bad for hurting you. Even though he has a huge ego, he can put it aside once he knows it was only a rumour.

As he feels guilty for hurting you, his eyes would stare at the floor as if the floor is more interesting than you before taking a deep breath and admitting he was wrong for hurting you.

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A can of beer is held by the tall muscular dark skinned man as he looks at the screen of his phone, talking together with Nash Gold and the rest of the Jabberwocky team as everyone inside the chat is either cursing with each other or sending pictures of women slept with.

Taking a sip of his beer. His eyes keeps looking at the chat bar from the team until his eyes landed on a picture of you in the classroom standing in front of a guy who seems to be looking disinterested. His eyes widened upon seeing the picture, "Yo! Silver, is this your little bitch? My friend told me that she was cheating with you with some ugly bastard," his friends texted him.

Gritting his teeth, he began clenching hard on the can until there was a cracking sound from the can, standing up. He began cursing at his phone, typing down a sexist slur before he sends it to your phone. Spamming your phone with abusive and harmful words that were very mean.

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕕 ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 ℙ𝕆𝕍:

Closing the book, you put the pencil away from the table and put it inside the pencil case, "Do you understand, Shibuya-san?"You ask the student in front of you. The boy groaned, slamming his head "No.....I told you math is too hard for me," he mutters. Rolling your eyes playfully, you put the book away, "It's okay, just study the note that I gave you yesterday so you can ace the exam tomorrow," you told him, trying to cheer your best friend.

"Yeah...anyway, thank you for teaching me math, (Y/N)-san." He says, putting the book inside along with the paper.

"Y-yeah, you're welcome. Just text me when you need me to tutor you in math," you told him.

"I will! Thank you so much! See you tomorrow!" Shibuya waves his hands, leaving the classroom before you clean the classroom and taking your backpack, going home alone.

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After a long walk from school to your house, you need your boyfriend so bad to just cuddle you and lay on the bed together, enjoying each other warmth. From the distance you could see your boyfriend a smile reaching your face, you began walking up to your boyfriend to give him a hug until your hand were yanked roughly by your boyfriend, "We need to talk, now..." his voice sent a shiver to your spine.

You could sense the tense air around you and him as the two of you were walking home together and the grip on your hand were getting harder, making you flinch in pain but you didn't dare to object to your boyfriend since he looks like he is ready to murder you at any second.

Slamming the door open, Jason Silver shoves you away to the living room and slam the door really hard that you can hear a crack from it. Backing away, you were scared of this sudden situation because you had never seen him this angry at you. Sure, he may shout at you a lot but he would make it up later by hugging you and saying how sorry he was for scaring you.

"So, you had fun with another guy when I'm not with you?... You were cheating on me from behind my back?" Jason saunters over you, scaring you with his huge height.

"W-what? B-but I never cheated on you-" You were cut off by him.

"BITCH! DON'T FUCKING LIE TK ME! I SAW YOU HANGING OUT WITH ANOTHER GUY! MY TEAMMATE TOLD ME YOU WERE CHEATING WITH ANOTHER GUY!"

"W-what do you mean? I didn't hang out with anyone besides my friend" you tried to defend yourself.

A burning pain surged on your cheeks, and your eyes widened because Jason never slapped you before until now. Tears began brimming in the corner of your eyes. "EXPLAIN THIS!" He shouted, shoving the screen of a picture of you teaching Shibuya, your best friend math.

"......." You were speechless.

"WELL?!" He shouts.

"I didn't cheat......I was just teaching my best friend Geometry," you shove the book and the notes as the proof of your innocence.

"....Shit- Babe. I'm sorry," he tried to apologize.

"No...p-please...i-i need some space....i'm so sorry b-but...you hurt me. I-i forgive you but we cannot talk for now...i-it's the best if we stay out with each other for a moment..." You stand up, dusting yourself away and leaving Jason who immediately screamed in anger once you leave him for good, slamming any breakable objects to the ground.

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HONESTLY. YEAH... i was so sad to see that he was winning... by such a large margin too... like. guys... he's just chilling around... taking naps... playing basketball... like to me its feeling like people seeing him as more aggressive than he rlly is and not rlly abt that !!

Thank you!! The only thing that Aomine did that could get him arrested is punch Haizaki for attempting to injure Kise. But, in universe, we have (1) Akashi attempting to stab Kagami to test him, (2) Haizaki kicking Himuro for interrupting his harassment of Alex, and (3) Hanamiya’s pre-meditated multi-year initiative to permanently disable Kiyoshi because Hanamiya didn’t like his vibes… I guess. So, in comparison, his “crime” is much more tame and his motives a little more “pure”.

Also, the question/scenario is a little fucked, but that’s another thing.

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Hello! First of all I wanna say that I really love your writing! It has me excited every time!!

I had this idea for a while and it always makes me go SOFT!

Haizaki, Imayoshi and Hanamiya (Separately) X f!reader. Like Reader would have a massive crush but it's basic friendship between them so they're really close friends/best friends. And since reader is friends with those baddies Reader usually keeps a tough front so one day Reader can't really hold it no more and Goes "Shut up and Just Hug me" while bawling her eyes out? Like I bet those baddies wouldn't know how to react but I think it would be really cute!!

Anyways Have a Good Day/Night Hun!! All the Love!!

ANON THE WAY THIS PROMPT HAS BEEN ON MY MIND THE ENTIRE 6 MONTH HIATUS, IM SO EXCITED TO FINALLY BE ABLE TO WRITE THIS BLESS UR GENIUS MIND, but wow this prompt is so damn challenging because these 3 are assholes in their own ways—

Also Note: these headcanons are hella long (this entire thing is collectively 19 pages long), like each feels like a whole anime arc LMAO because these three characters having a “favorable” reaction to the reader crying would need a ton of context, which includes: how they met, their relationship dynamics, and such… and these three also have their own definitions of what a “tough” reader is to them… so without further ado, I guess I’m beginning my active status with a big bang…

I would like to tag: @takatul @mihangry @nadav-ii @roppongiperfume @carinacassiopeiae @seijurosempress @kkeke99 @4kominato @bunny-girl-lia (@dust-of-fandoms | edit: it finally me tag you, and I cackled at your reblog hashtag LMAOO) and I would love to tag more people who stuck by me when I was active before, but I can’t find them/tag them! This longest headcanon yet is dedicated to you all and everyone else reading this... mess~

[Tough front f!reader]

Imayoshi Shoichi

you guys probably first met as classmates

sure, there could be a possible scenario where you guys met through basketball, but even so, Imayoshi isn’t the type to take note of people unless they’re in teams Touou has faced before/has a huge reputation… so the chance of him actually wanting to get to know you beyond your face and name is near zero

but on the other hand, as classmates… 1.) he’s pretty much forced to see you around every day and familiarize himself with your presence and habits regardless of what he does 2.) sharing the same class means that you both are smart smart (and someone who shares the same intellectual capacity as him is a MUST to get close to him)

good rule of thumb: the more classes you share with him (throughout the years, because the Japanese school system is quite the opposite of the American system), the faster you become closer together, because that naturally translates to more opportunities for Imayoshi to annoy you more

but half of the friendship development also requires your personality/reactions/things of that nature that might hold his intrigue for a long time

he’s met his fair share of people who have similar wit and irritability as himself, so if he met another Imayoshi-like individual… sure, it’s fun and entertaining as hell, but somewhat predictable in its own right since they’re, well… himself—and he’d like to think he knows himself very well (like Aomine being able to predict Kise even when he copied his basketball style of playing, for example)

imagine if there was a person out there who’s so stone-faced, so blank and unflinching at nearly everything, yet cold and spartan

spoiler alert: it’s you

and wow, holy shit—whenever you’re in the room, the temperature just drops several degrees celsius

everyone’s at least wary of you, and you didn’t even do anything wrong—your presence just elicits that impression out of everyone

Imayoshi couldn’t help but blow a slow whistle the first time he witnessed this with his own eyes

who would’ve thought he found a Kuroko and an Akashi (...before he lost at the Winter Cup) in one individual… let alone a girl (not that he cares about gender, but he’s amused that you’re an oddity in the average Japanese societal norm of a woman)

he had to do some probing, he can’t help it: the opportunity was too good to pass up

“Yo!” he calls out, approaching your desk on the first day of class. “Looks like we’re seated next to each other for the year. It’s nice to meet you, (l/n)-san.” (his polite Kansai accent never fails to stick out in the room)

you merely look at him before you went back to reading whatever book you had in your hand; he looks closer to note that you’re already getting started on the assigned book for the upcoming lessons

so what if he didn’t get a welcoming reply back? that’s fine with him; not everyone’s friendly on the first encounter

either way, he makes himself too comfortable on his seat, stretching out his limbs before he pulled out his usual pen to twirl around out of boredom

and that’s what happened every time he entered class, always making an over-friendly remark or two before you looked at him in silence momentarily

pretty soon, you’ve stopped giving him attention completely, blatantly ignoring him when he calls out for you early in the morning

a slow grin snaked its way onto his face the first time this happened

“How cruel, (l/n)-san! You hurt my feelings every time you don’t reply to me, you know? Really now, to think my efforts for friendship get constantly snuffed mercilessly. You’re really gonna make me cry.”

“Then cry.”

(cue everyone near you two slightly scooching their desks away in fear for their safety)

Imayoshi dropped his grin in hearing you reply for the first time

“No one’s stopping you,” you continued, yet your eyes were still on your own table, minding your own business, as if Imayoshi wasn’t worth your attention to begin with

“Yikes, you’re actually really evil,” he dryly remarked

“Cry about it.”

(YOU’RE JUST KILLING HIM WITH THE STRAIGHTEST FACE, HOW IS THIS HAPPENING…)

the worst thing was, Imayoshi couldn’t get a read from you one bit; normally he can “read minds” based on analyzing any body reaction or facial expression changes… but you exhibit nothing to base anything off of

Imayoshi has truly met an equal opponent for his wit, because you confirmed his assumption that you had much to say about things even if you never chose to indulge in social interactions, and it’s not like you’re bad at conversations—you just choose not to participate

pretty soon, he goes from giving daily “morning greetings” to pestering you at EVERY given moment throughout the day in the classroom

the teacher’s busy setting up a new lesson? you’re gonna hear some comment. it’s break time? you’re enduring comments for at least 10 minutes. you’re assigned to work with your “desk partner” for a class activity? you do your share of the work before giving the paper to him wordlessly… all while hearing his comments

“Honestly, with how much you run your mouth, I’m very much surprised your lips haven’t grown wings and flapped off of your face yet.”

you’re… a little impressed with his tenacity, thinking that he’d give up talking to you after realizing how fruitless his efforts would be… and mind you, Imayoshi was talking to a wall for nearly a damn month now, almost a month and a half

he’s a bit too patient for the wrong things, you think

“I’m flattered,” he easily shoots back with that infuriating grin. “But they say my charm lies in my linguistic abilities. I’m afraid I can’t afford to lose them just yet.”

“That is creepy,” you blankly deadpan at his smirk, before you return your gaze to the board… but you can easily feel his intense scrutiny in your peripheral vision

a day never goes by without multiple interactions like the ones described above happen

it slowly went from you ignoring him to you giving one-word responses like: “Great.” // “How nice.” // “Right.” // “That’s cool.”

you’re somewhat similar to him, he notices; you’re always polite with everyone, yet there’s always a clipped, frosty edge to your words that unsettles them

like how his politeness drips with a bit of jabs and arrogance that never truly puts anyone at ease

when Touou lost the first round at the Winter Cup, he was surprised to see you approach him the day after, and the first thing that comes out of your mouth was:

“Congratulations, Imayoshi-kun,” you said. “That loss was a spectacular show to witness.”

“You wound me,” he languidly sighs with his hands up in the air. “Must you rub salt in the fresh wound? Dear me, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were checking on my well-being.”

you finally give a slow blink to indicate some type of… reaction, though that’s not much at all

“Yes,” was all you said. “You are correct. Take this.”

… wow

the nerve

he’s… speechless

how the hell did you know of his drawing habits, and how the hell did you imitate it exactly?

and since when did you ever pay attention to basketball??

he’s processing a lot of things right now, but he first notices the “Congratulations on losing” and “101-100,” which was the final score of yesterday’s game

… you were watching them play?

“... My, my…” he coos. “I have many questions. Let’s start with the one about how much you’ve been actually staring at me in order to figure out that I drew in class, let alone how I draw.”

he looks up to anticipate an answer, but all you simply do is stare at him more intensely before you tilt your head slightly… as if you had no idea what he was talking about

his grin only grows wider, taking your silence as a challenge, and he puts your sketch on the table and gets up to step closer towards you and lean his body forward, hands in his pockets

of course, your expression never changes, simply moving your head back from the tilted position

“... It helps to open your eyes more, Imayoshi-kun. Maybe you’ll notice things you haven’t been privy to before. Your pen scribbles are irritating to hear on the regular, so my poor eyes witnessing such grotesque imagery was an unfortunate inevitability.”

“Ah-ha!~” he chimes, cracking his eyes open for the first time to you. “Is that so?”

you widen your own eyes slightly in response to making eye contact with his gaze for the first time, and damn Imayoshi for noticing it, because he immediately pulled away in extreme satisfaction and sat at his desk

and yet another day of school started soon after, but this time, Imayoshi was giving off the smuggest aura

. . .

after Touou gets eliminated from the Winter Cup, Imayoshi takes this free time as an opportunity to study for college entrance exams… while also bothering you on the pretense of “study buddies” since you two were in the same grade

though you were still as cold and collected as ever, you were WAYY more talkative with him at this point, though most of the dialogues exchanged were nothing more than him trying to ruffle your feathers up and you deflecting his attempts

and the entire 3rd year was just you two “bantering” (if you can even call it that), but no one would ever see either of you without the other

still, neither of you could deny that both of you guys are really efficient in terms of working together to get things done, where both of you turn serious and start analyzing the objective at hand

these times are when you guys have the more genuine conversations on more personal topics and such:

“I didn’t take you as someone who has a sister.”

“How mean! She’s raised very well as a respectable lady, y’know?”

“We seem to have two different definitions of ‘respectable,’ because have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Another female you sounds like an incoming migraine.”

“I can reassure you that she’s the considerate type of girl.”

“If you insist.”

or maybe another convo like:

“(l/n)-san, do you always have your face stuck in cement?”

“... Pardon?”

“You remind me of a few people who always have their faces as blank as a sheet—it’s kind of terrifying.”

“Always been like this. It’s more convenient this way to scare away nuisances, don’t you think Evil Glasses-san?”

“Clearly it’s not working.” (dryly replied, as always)

everyone’s terrified of you two and would clear the way every time they saw you guys walking by, let’s make that clear

both of you are clearly very polite and proper, always taking rules and responsibilities into consideration… but what the fuck, y’all are way too menacing—seriously, Sakurai wants to RUN to the opposite direction whenever you’re in his field of vision

you’ve been down lately though—and increasingly more somber as spring was coming closer that year—though, it’s more of the air you give off that would indicate this, rather than your facial expressions

in truth, you knew that your time with Imayoshi would most likely end once you two graduated, because he only interacted with you out of curiosity and convenience

but even though you guys were done with taking the exam, Imayoshi still comes to annoy you and hang out with you, so you were secretly relieved that you guys were still “close” in that sense

you become acquainted with Susa, the one who was unfortunate enough to be Imayoshi’s good friend and study partner before you came along; both of you share a mutual understanding and common ground of dealing with Imayoshi’s shit 24/7

. . .

alas, it’s a couple days before the 3rd years graduated, but you aren’t overjoyed at the fact that you are going to move onto a new chapter of your life

quite the contrary, you didn’t like what you were going to leave behind after your last day of being at Touou (yeah, it’s Imayoshi, but you didn’t want to admit it to avoid making this inevitability all the more tangible)

you were alone for once in one of the courtyards, having those moments of quiet contemplation, but for the first time in a long time, you felt tears streaming down your face, you heart feeling a painful squeeze at coming to terms about your inner emotions

your head raises up at the sound of leaves crunching, and lo and behold, it’s almost as if your thoughts summoned him to you

unlike his usual infuriating grin, his face was one of seriousness as he gauges your face… you’re crying

and you’re just staring at him silently even with the tears streaming

he’s a bit unnerved, but he’s a practical one, his mind racing thousands of miles an hour to crack down what you currently need and what the cause of your tears was

he’s an asshole, but he’s not heartless, and lately, he’d been feeling a soft spot for you

“... Do you want solace, silence, or solutions?”

you wordlessly walk to him before tightly hugging him

his eyes are cracked open, trying to figure out what the hell is going on

“... shut up and just hug me.”

he chuckles a bit before gingerly reciprocating, musing, “To think you would want all of the above—didn’t take you as a greedy person, (l/n)-san.”

you both share a comforting silence before you separate yourself from him… you didn’t dare raise your gaze to look at his face, knowing fully well that he was gonna hold this over your head for a long time

“... You never stop running your mouth, do you?”

“But you like me all the same, yes?”

you say nothing, but you stared up at him, your eyes slightly wide and mouth parted from what he was presuming as your way of being shocked… but what’s this?

he can’t tell if there’s a smidge of a flush on your skin or if his eyes are finally playing a trick on him

with the last of your tears still on your lashes, he might dare to call you beautiful

“I told you that my linguistic abilities are crucial to my charm.”

and you immediately went back to your default expression of indifference at his antics

“… You’re annoying.”

“You really can’t afford to be nice for a moment…!” he exclaims in mock-hurt. “But we both know that’s not what you’re really thinking.”

you finally give a sign of defeat—a long resigned sigh—before you opted to walk past him

that is, until Imayoshi stops you by putting his two hands on your shoulders and pulling you back a bit towards him

“Whoa there! You’re really going to leave me up in the air like that? Aren’t you curious enough to stay and let me finish?” you didn’t even have to turn around to know that he had a scheme in his mind

“Letting you finish has never been a good idea,” you dryly reply, and Imayoshi can’t help but genuinely laugh at you inheriting some of his own mannerisms at this point

he brings you even closer, his hands going from on your shoulders to slowly snaking them around your clavicles as he settles his head atop your left shoulder

“Even if I told you that I, too, find you too amusing to let go?”

“Who said I found you amusing as well?” you finally turn your head to his face

“Ah, but you didn’t deny that you didn’t want to let me go either,” he smirks, but it turns slightly more affectionate as he leans closer. “Say, I have a proposal that would be a solution to your current ‘predicament.’ Say that we both graduate, yes? There will be new challenges to tackle as an adult, no doubt. I can graciously offer you my indisposable intelligence for years to come in exchange…” his thumb brushes over your lips, his own lips curling up more when he feels how you got warmer from his touch “... for this?... How about it, (y/n)?”

Haizaki Shōgo

were you guys childhood friends? were you friends during middle school when he used to hang out with some of the Teiko kids? did you somehow worm your way to have connections with people he knew in some shape or form? friends with one of the starters in the Fukuda Sōgō team before you met Haizaki? classmates or ex-classmates/partners through coincidental circumstances led you to hang around even outside of school? did he once hit on you but you vehemently rejected his offer for a one-night stand?

the mystery of the beginnings of this strange friendship was always a subject of gossip and speculation (rightfully so)

but most likely, he probably tried to hit on you like any other girl, but you were the first to not only openly defy him and cuss him out, but also fend off his physical violence successfully through self-defense techniques by yourself

that HELLA surprised him… and also pissed him off

but he left you alone… until he came back to annoy you again a few days later after his pride recovered enough to face you again

“feisty” was what he often likes to call you nowadays

yes, this combative nature of yours always got you into less-than-ideal situations, even if you always meant well, and that aspect of yours always drew him back to you, even if you both hated each other’s guts

it was after the Winter Cup, when Fukuda Sōgō was eliminated, that you two interacted considerably more

“I hope that game taught you a valuable lesson or two, Haizaki.”

“Shut the fuck up, yeah?”

“Or what? Not like you can do anything to me anyways, you fucking clown—”

he immediately goes to throw a fast punch right for your neck, but you immediately dodged it, grabbed his forearm to twist it behind him

“Jesus Christ, you really do never fucking learn.”

he easily shakes off your grip and pulls away with a crazed look that never revealed what he was truly thinking

“I’m a pretty simple guy, yeah?” he sneers. “Just can’t help myself. Whatever, I got places to be at.”

and he never fails to finish his sentence with a lick to his thumb before strolling away

a simple guy, huh, you thought. yeah right

you picked up the fact that he licks his thumb when something is going his way, but recently he’s been licking his thumb before ending his interactions with you… which makes you suspicious as hell

nah, you’re overthinking it

it really does suck that you go to the same school as him, and as such, you are bound to meet each other outside of school too

these encounters always happen when you want to kill time in the local arcades or eat at the nearest fast food restaurants

“Ohhhhh, if it isn’t (y/n)...”

“Goddamn it, why does this always happen to me?” you openly facepalmed yourself before you sourly turn to the source of the voice. “Whatever you want with me, make it quick. I’m tired of seeing your ass around.”

“A quick fuck sounds up my alley righ’ now,” he says quitely loudly to attract surrounding passerbys’ attention in an attempt to humiliate you

he didn’t want to fuck you, not at all, you knew, but those were simply fighting words to piss you off

your face scrunches up in disgust at his words, before a slow smirk spread across your face… which Haizaki doesn’t fail to notice

“A qUiCk FuCk SoUnDs Up My aLLeY rIgHt NoW,” you mimic equally loudly, and you make it a point to pull your arms into chicken wings and walk in a circle around him to mock him

at this point this was when you ran while laughing your ass off… whether he tried chasing you down in contempt or not, you didn’t know, but you knew he was going to get his revenge

another day, you’re sitting at a table outside to eat your lunch when Haizaki casually strolls from behind to snatch a kebab stick out of your bento, which you weren’t quick enough to stop the basketball player

“Haizaki, what the fuck?”

“Oh? Was this yours? Oops… my hand must have slipped,” he drawls… again while licking his thumb

“Damn, I should’ve put snot on them or something before you stopped by. Maybe it’ll teach you to not take people’s food.”

“Hehh?” he gives a mirthless chuckle before he spits loudly on the half-eaten kebab on his hand. “Like this, eh?”

“I—” you gape at him incredulously. “That is the most unattractive thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on in my entire damn life—” you slam your own head on the table. “... Take the rest of my food. You damn ruined my appetite for the rest of this week.”

“Hell no, wench.”

“I insist,” you look up to hiss at him, throwing the closed bento box to him. “Keep the box too, sicko. You can spit your shit in there alllll you want.”

“Ya make me sound like I’m some bug,” he says. “Don’tcha know that the girl I had last night kept screaming to keep my tongue in her—”

“GO AWAY, OH MY GOD—SHOO.”

you immediately dash away with your hands to your ears, singing loudly “lalalalala~” to yourself to drown out any profanities and filth that came straight from Haizaki himself… without any regard to the students giving you annoyed or concerned looks

for some reason though, Haizaki can’t bring himself to throw away the bento box you unceremoniously threw at him…

… you weren’t that half-bad of a cook (he’d rather burn at a stake than admit that ever)

. . .

another evening, you decided to unwind at an arcade hall, making yourself comfortable at a shooting game machine booth

you got yourself a decent score for the first run, and you make a noise of happy triumph before a rude scoff interrupted your fun time

“You fucking suck.”

you immediately knew who it was

“I do not, you manwhore,” you whip your head to Haizaki, disliking his narrowed gaze of annoyance and disapproval of your playstyle. “There are 3 other booths next to me. Go put a token and play by yourself.”

to make your point, you slot in one of your own tokens to start a 2nd round and readjusted your grip on the gun to point at the screen

“Gimme that,” he jeers, pushing you to the side while snatching the booth-attached rifle off your hands

“H-Hey!!”

you harshly slapped his arm in a feeble attempt to make him listen to you, but to your surprise, he completely lets your violence slide and looks at you what that piercing gaze

“Since you’re so shit at this game, lemme give you a few pointers so ya don’t look like a royal dumbass next time.”

“Maybe you should give it back to me because maybe I want to look like a royal dumbass. That’d be a win in your books anyways—”

you’re interrupted by the booth’s loud intro music to indicate that the game was starting, so you have no choice but to observe Haizaki and his gameplay

and the entire time, he’d make a condescending comment every time he progressed further into the game map

… and you hate to admit it, but he was way better in technique of the gun and precision in aiming (your scowl only grows harsher the more points he racked up in the round)

his final score tripled of your own

“So whaddya think, hmm?” he muses lowly while grabbing your chin to look at him, to which you bat away his hand immediately

“I think you oughta give me back the damn gun, that’s what.”

“Hah? Now why don’t ya use one of the three machines next to me instead, like a good girl.”

“Eurgh, ew, ew, ew—ugh! You’re so—that was my spot—!”

you growl under your breath before you roughly snatch your small bucket of tokens and stalk your way to the machine booth next to his, angrily shoving a token down the slot before you hoisted the gun

(cue you out-scoring him in your fury)

(cue him beating your score again)

(cue you beating his score again)

and for the rest of the evening and night, you both kept at the shooting game, both of your prides refusing to concede defeat, all the while Haizaki taunting and goading you

that night you stormed out of the arcade hall when it was time for the establishment to close, with Haizaki’s gleeful cackling echoing down the streets to further mock you of the multiple L’s you took earlier

. . .

you’re sitting in a cheap eatery, lucky enough to grab a table by the window, and you grab your first burger, ready to chow down

that is, until Haizaki slid in the seat in front of you, and you literally snarled at him to go away

“Ya make me sound like I’m such bad company,” he slyly smirks, immediately snatching your other burger on the tray as if it was his to begin with

you don’t even give him the satisfaction of replying because all you do is aggressively bite into the burger while glaring at him, not even bothering to try to get the burger back anymore

so here you two were, eating your burgers in tense silence, before Haizaki finishes his first and leaves without a word… until he comes back with his own order to sit at the same spot in front of you

you merely raise a brow before you take the opportunity to steal his burger from his tray and feast on it

he merely clicks his tongue and glares at you but opts to not say anything

odd…

. . .

the more you “hang” around Haizaki, the more likely you’d accidentally encounter him while he’s having a tryst with another girl… and even more unfortunately for you, you accidentally encountered him while they were both heavily petting each other… when you just wanted to take a shortcut to your home from school

“Oh my fucking god?? Can y’all at least NOT DO THIS IN THE ALLEYWAY? There’s hotels for a reason!” and then you ran out so fast

. . .

these types of encounters and shenanigans would go on for almost 2 years; I would think that Haizaki would need some time to somewhat “mellow” out or at least tolerate your presence to be considered a constant in his life, so much so that he wouldn’t utilize physical violence as much as he did before

having you in his life, whether he liked to admit it or not, taught him to not have as fragile of an ego and pride, and he slowly learned to have some level of patience with you

otherwise you two would be going for each other’s necks beyond just aggressive words and gestures

and wow, you don’t even realize you had this stupid guy in your life for two whole years

you even have each other’s phone numbers

you’ve done a lot of reflecting, especially if being around Haizaki for so long somehow made you a worse person, but when you asked every person who knew you, they simply told you that you were always the same to them (in a pretty confused way, because what a strange question)

speak of the devil, Haizaki’s contact pops up on your screen as an incoming call; you sigh before answering it, knowing fully well that he would spam even more calls just to spite you if you didn’t answer

“What.”

you cringe when you hear a woman’s voice on his end of the line, but that feeling disappears once Haizaki starts talking

“Whaddya know? I’m starving after that session. Usual place, yeah?”

“Huh? What if I was busy, dumbass—”

“I know you ain’t.” and he ends the call as quickly as he started it

irk marks only multiply on your head when you stare at his contact screen before you started heading to your “usual spot”

“Tch, that bitch was hella annoying. Chick yapped her mouth as much as ya do when she shoulda been kissin’ and doin’ what we planned to do.”

“Gee, thanks,” you mumble, rolling your eyes and holding your temples with your fingers.

it became this weird thing for him to talk to you about his escapades and complaints about the women he’s recently been with; it started a year ago when he first did it to mortify you, but now it’s become something of habit… as terrible as it sounds

at… least he trusts you with this type of info? though you mentally chided yourself for having such low standards like this

on rare occasions, when you do share your own complaints/rants of your life to him, he somewhat listens, though he’s yawning half the time or eating something while you’re talking

on even rarer occasions, he talks about basketball

still, it’s somewhat cathartic in a way to have this routine between the two of you

hearing about him talk about women after women doesn’t feel good though; you wonder when you began to feel this way

you certainly didn’t feel like this a year ago

“Fucking damnit,” you mumble to yourself into your pillow

were you… possibly… no… in love with—

“Arfgghyrgfhurfhhhh!!!!” you screech into your pillow at the horrible thought that crept into your mind

. . .

you’ve been reevaluating your life and having an existential crisis at the horrifying realization of your poor choices that led up to this unwanted predicament in your love life

you didn’t come up with any solutions, let alone accepted the fact that you fell for this problematic man… who you may have thought about a lot more frequently than you would like to

no, you do not like Haizaki Shōgo.

… was what you kept telling yourself for the next 3 months of enduring him talking about his usual topics of video games and women without snapping and strangling him right there and then

you finally had enough when Haizaki called you once again, demanding that you two meet up at a fast food driveway for a bite, but soon after, you heard a different woman with an urgent voice: “Hurry up, can’t we go for another round before you go?”

you were just trying to have a peaceful moment in the park alone in the evening, too… looks like that’s ruined

you bit your bottom lip before you abruptly ended the call without giving an answer and threw your phone away on the grass, before you curled yourself up into a ball and let your tears fall unrestrained

why did you do this to yourself? this was what you deserved for liking someone like him.

who knows how long you’ve bawled your eyes out in the dark against a basketball hoop pole, but after being in the frigid air for so long that your fingers feel numb, it must’ve been hours

“You look so damn pitiful there, I almost mistaken’d ya for a lost dog.”

you still had your legs pulled up to your chest, your head tucked in to hide your tears

you pulled your arms tighter against yourself when you heard his unmistakable voice, and he was the last person you wanted to see right now

you immediately pulled your head up when you heard him strutting towards you though

it’s cold—you could see the wisps of air coming from his lips, and he was breathing really hard… which is weird considering he’s extremely athletic, and physical activity was a breeze for him

and he has the harshest look on his face for a while, his eyes narrowing further at the sight of your face

you immediately stand up from your sitting position

“Urgh, go the fuck away! Take a hint already, would ya?!”

he stands there in shock, the same type of shock he felt when he lost to Kise years ago… only worse

you’re in hysterics, crying and yelling at him, and he feels really troubled for some reason—like he feels a slight stir in his heart that he can’t put his finger on, and that makes him more pissed

“What the fuck is wrong with you? I swear, you women are too complicated—!”

“Everything is fucking wrong with me!” you scream at him, and fresh tears escape down your face. “Why do you even stick around me—just, stop—stop giving me hope that…urgh—shut the fuck up and just… (whispers) hug me—never mind…”

you didn’t even finish the sentence, your voice trailing off, and you look at him to see that he’s just… standing there

he doesn’t even say anything, he doesn’t even move

because he knew… anything he would say or do would upset you more, and for the first time, he realizes that his entire time with you all these years was spent pissing you off to no end instead of building any real bond with you

here he was, running around for hours to find you after that abrupt call (in all the restaurants, the arcades, hell—even all of the buildings and areas on campus, and even damn worse—all of the local neighborhood), ditching the woman instantly to look for you and yell at you for leaving him hanging, but the deepest part of him was worried—terrified—that something might have happened to you

women like gentle touches… right? maybe if he tried to hold you, restrain himself from any rough handling, you’d be pacified right? and go back to the same dumb, infuriating person you always were, right?

and what the hell were you muttering about a hug? where was the “you” he knew?

at this point, you’re just watching him, too scared to actually leave and turn your back on him… you still didn’t want to ruin whatever… “friendship” you guys had after building it for so long

the frigid air dried up your tears long before Haizaki decided to take a few sauntering steps towards you… and then a few careful steps before he’s in front of you—the you who’s still staring at him with furrowed brows

he tentatively reaches out an arm to touch your side, and when you don’t flinch (only raise a brow at his action), he fully grabs one side of your waist

“... I don’t know what the hell’s going on with you, but you made me fucking starve and miss dinner.”

your curious gaze turns into one of anger, and you swatted his arm off of you

“Oh piss off then, yeah? Get your damn burger yourself and get your filthy hand off of me when you literally just fucked someone hours earlier.”

“Ohhhh,” Haizaki is immediately relieved, the tension leaving his body when he knows he’s re-entered familiar territory. He leans towards you, head cocked to one side with a bit of a crazed, gleeful look. “Jealous, aren’t ya?”

you give a gasp of indignation and mortification before you reel your arm back to punch him; he deftly dodges you before he hugs your waist from behind, his lips to your ear

“Well if that’s the case… I can also give ya a good time.” and he licks your ear for good measure—

“Y-You… you!!” you’ve now gone on an endless barrage of kicks and punches, and Haizaki, knowing you for quite a while now, knows nearly every practical move you’ve thrown at him

and it goes on for nearly an hour, but Haizaki doesn’t care when you’re back to your normal self again

from then on, instead of going to different women for casual flings, he’s found new entertainment in flustering you and trying to push your buttons in terms of sexual innuendos and gestures

“Haizaki, that’s fucking harrassment—What the hell are you doing?!”

“Hehh? You’re more than free to punch me right now, go on… I can be a patient guy sometimes… unless you actually… like this?”

“Urgh, stop putting words in my mouth—!”

karma will actually kick him in the ass when he takes the next few weeks to figure out his real feelings about you

Hanamiya Makoto

who even knows how you two came together and saw eye-to-eye, but it’s quite a contrasting image to see Hanamiya sauntering down the hallway with you by his side looking quite unbothered and natural… as if you were always meant to be by his side

but the first time you two met… oh boy

the principal finally had enough: all these written complaints from these basketball teams from other schools, asking to shut down the Kirisaki Daiichi basketball team due to foul play allegations… it was time to get to the bottom of this issue, a thorn on the school’s side in terms of reputation

no matter how many times Hanamiya was given a warning, nothing changed

and no one wanted to be coach of the infamous team, all knowing the unsaid horrors if anyone tries to to tame and reel in the starters

the solution? a student disciplinary committee. usually the student council holds the responsibility of reporting and administering proper discipline within school code, but the new proposal suggests that there be a separate student body with leadership separate from the student council to focus on cracking down anything harmful to the “learning environment” (a.k.a. the basketball team)

enter you; you were nominated by many faculty members and students alike, agreeing that you should be the one to spearhead this discipline campaign… always kind, gentle, and sweet—you always seemed to know how to resolve conflicts efficiently and safely

and you accepted the role with a smile and modest thanks

your “priority job” (as strongly urged by the principal) was to deal with the basketball team, especially since rumors of what happened in the Seirin match began circulating around campus

it was one day after practice—when the team was done practicing rough play drills and enacting various scenarios to carry them out—and the starters were strolling out the gym

Hanamiya was the last to exit the doorway but once he slammed the doors unceremoniously and turned around, you magically appeared in front of him with a welcoming smile… and it looked like the other starter players walked ahead enough to not notice you

“Hey there! Super sorry to bother you! I know you guys just finished practice right now, but I would like to introduce myself as the president of the new student disciplinary committee^^” you write something on a clipboard you brought with you before looking at him again

“Ohhhh,” he widens his eyes in mock sincerity, putting a hand to his chin. “So that’s what the fuss in the office was about. My apologies for only realizing now.” There was a coo to his voice that if anyone else heard it, they would’ve known to book it right there and then… so why were you not affected at all?

are you fucking stupid?

“Great! Just wanted to let you know I’ll have to do mandatory check-ins with you every couple days or whenever conflicts arise. Sorry for taking your time, and have a good evening!”

you couldn’t be this oblivious. there was no way. everyone knew who he was and the reputation he brought wherever he went

he gritted his teeth at the fact that you weren’t cowering in his presence, and when you spun around to leave, he deftly grabbed your forearm to pull you back to the closed gym doors behind you

and he made sure that your back felt the doors as he cornered you closer like an agitated predator

“Listen here,” he lowly sneers, all traces of his nice facade gone, replaced by a dangerous glint in his usual gleeful expression. “I’ll let you in on something, president. I run how my team works. You can crawl back to your precious principal and kindly tell him to fuck off and mind his own business. You can also tell him that we don’t need a nosy bitch snooping around like she owns the place. The goody-president can see that this is all in the interest of the student… which is what you student council parasites always preach about…” he leans in closer, caging your body with two arms by the side of your head, and he’s a breath away from your own face. “... Right, (y/n)?”

“O-Oh…” you started, and Hanamiya’s wicked grin grows wider at your predictable reaction

now that’s more like it.

now that he REALLY gets a good, close look at you, you’re not half-bad; there’s just something about that innocence–the naivete–that really turns his gears and has him entertained (this man really has a “stupid girl” as his canon type of girl, I CAN’T—)

“... to think that I have to repeat myself.”

what?

you abruptly move your face even closer to his, your noses touching… your own closed-eye smile taking on a more sinister quality for the first time

“For someone with the supposed 160 IQ, you’re as daft as the dirt I step on, captain. I can easily shut this entire gym if it’s in the interest of the student body. Should I ban you guys from entering? Should I report your behavior to dispel the team completely? Your team’s fate is in my hands. You don’t run this show, dear. I’ll say it one more time: I’ll be checking in 2 days. Keep up the ‘good boy’ act until then, hm?” ( ◠‿◠ )

you take your clipboard to smack one of his arms out of the way to clear a way out for yourself before you hum to yourself and walk onwards

cue Hanamiya cussing and kicking the gym doors

now for the next few weeks Hanamiya has been noticing how TWO-FACED YOU WERE WITH EVERYONE ELSE… he’s so irritated, he’s SO ANNOYED that he’s been biting the inside of his cheek and gritting his teeth constantly while thinking about you

look at you smiling at everyone so kindly when you’re the most awful, sadistic person inside… yeah, he embodies all of that, but only he alone can have this pleasure of terrorizing everyone

they don’t even know your real side, look at you socializing with everyone like you own the hallways—

every comment he makes to you has been reciprocated with a “good-natured” response that makes it obvious that you weren’t scared of him one bit

you’re like… the female version of the rotten, evil Imayoshi

god he fucking hates it here

definitely has made plenty comments about the fact that you’re not his type—that you’re one of those types of girls that irritate him to no end… even still, he doesn’t know why he tolerated you

recently, when he makes those customary remarks though, you widen your eyes a bit or avert your gaze before you shoot back your retorts, though he knows those are things you do to feign reactions to mock him (little did he know that those were not feigned)

you’ve been successfully putting a leash on the team starters, but to be fair, the other starters don’t care because there’s finally someone who can put Hanamiya in his place and it’s the FUNNIEST thing in the world

in other words, you’re good in their books; dare I say, they consider you as a friend // Hara’s been known to give you spare chewing gum every so often recently

you’ve went from checking in on their practices every couple days to tailing behind Hanamiya every chance you get (because you realized the team can just fool you and pretend they’re playing honestly when you do check-ins)... and then it eventually developed into you two always walking side by side (but not because you two enjoy each other’s company, though! don’t get the wrong idea now)

he expected you to tell him to completely change how the team played like any other person has done, but surprisingly, you haven’t really said it out loud… sure, he noticed that you frown a bit when they practice foul play on the courts, but you never made a serious attempt to stop it

“I get what your strategy is…” you give him that knowing look and genial smile one day, and INSTANTLY Hanamiya’s day is ruined once again; he only scowls and walks on, knowing that responding would fuel your sadism further… that was how he dealt with Imayoshi in middle school, after all

you lay out the strategies, describing the rough play as a prerequisite to the “spider’s web” setup, and you finally note that these starters aren’t playing their true positions, but just arranging themselves to create that formation to begin with

“Congratulations,” he praises with that mocking saccharine voice. “Want a cookie for your hard work, Ms. President?”

“Oho–I actually do~ You know, we should try out that pastry shop near the block—”

“Fucking dream on, dumbass.”

he reallllyyyyy hates the fact that no one’s as scared of him walking by them anymore, mostly because you’re there with him… and for some reason, their minds have the audacity to think that you’re taming him in some way or that you’d protect them if he tried anything

give him a year to really get used to your presence, trust me

but recently, your attitude with him has gotten more reactive with him… snappier; you haven’t lost your edge, but you’re not completely mentally there with him 100% sometimes and you sometimes drop the Imayoshi-smile with him completely + show an actual reaction to his words and actions

so now he has a new reason to be pissed—because someone’s making a fool of him enough to somewhat ignore his existence and go daydreaming on him as if he was completely harmless to you… but he’s also smug that he’s visibly riling you up

but one day, you weren’t tailing behind him—in fact, he hadn’t seen you around at ALL

he’s not gonna go look for you, what kinda idiot would damn do that

but it feels… so wrong without you near… not like he’d ever admit that

he didn’t see you for a week straight

he’s sauntering down the hallways so casually but his eyes scan for your figure without him even realizing

he looks out of the window from a high floor, and (finally) there you are, sitting on a bench outside alone, and he feels that familiar twitch curving up his lips at the anticipation of getting under your nerves again

so he walks downstairs, goes outside to look for you, but before he can open his mouth to announce himself to you, he sees you wiping your face with your sleeve with a sniffle

you were crying

he’s shocked out of his damn wits, if we’re gonna be honest, but he quickly recovers before he starts processing this entire situation

he’s now pissed, because:

1.) who’s capable of making you cry to begin with?

2.) how dare someone make his (y/n) cry

3.) NO ONE is allowed to make you cry except him and him only

4.) he doesn’t like how shaken he feels when he sees you so different from how you normally are, and he can’t have that shit—he needs to be in control of everything… but now, he has no idea what to do… this type of scenario never crossed his mind and now he feels like a lost little boy

“Oy.” it’s a rough line, hardly comforting at all—scary even, but if anyone knew Hanamiya well, those deep furrowed brows with a harsh scowl meant that he was bothered by what he was seeing

“Urgh,” you sniffed. “... I’m… (sniff) not in the mood for your shit right now…just, go away—can it, (sniff) will you?”

“And miss seeing this ugly ass mug of yours? Hah, I’ll make myself comfortable rigggghht here. They say the misfortunes of others taste like honey, and yours is a bit too delectable to pass up.”

he’s standing right in front of your seated figure, but before he moves to take a seat next to you and plop down, you wail out:

“... Shut the hell up and just hug me already, damn it…”

he stiffens momentarily, but his body is going on autopilot, as if it was following your command, and before he knows it, your face is pressed against his midriff, your arms wrapped around his torso… and he’s aghast to see HIS one arm against the back of your neck and the other (that’s also attached to him!) on your back

and to save face, he puts the fakest “loving” tone into his voice, as if mocking you that you’re touching him like this and he’s just playing along:

“Look at our president, hugging the Bad Boy like I’m the most precious thing in your life. Hah! Is this in the best interest of the student body, too?”

you tighten the hug around him before mumbling, “... No… it’s in my best interest.”

“... get off of me—your snot is disgusting.” (to which you gripped his torso even harder to spite him in response)

he’s using this hug as blackmail (he FINALLY has dirt on you to use against you)

. . .

imagine the school uproar of everyone when they found out you two are an official thing later on

the principal is gonna faint and die from a heart attack at the news

“You know,” you muse, “you should actually stop beating basketball players up and just keep the ‘spider’s web’ part of the strategy. The latter actually has some intellectual merit behind it.”

“And why should I, my dear (y/n)?” Hanamiya goads, looking up from a magazine to glance at you but holds his scrutiny of you when you lean your lips to his ear

“I’m sure a genius like you can find a way to piss players off while still playing by the rules. Don’t you think that’s the most infuriating thing of all? The way you’ve glared at me in the hallways for the past year tells me that you agree with my sentiment. I’ve always noticed.”

he merely scoffs at your face, “Roughing ‘em up gives me the most satisfying reactions. Playing by these damn rules makes me no different than those starry-eyed try-hards.”

“So that 160-plus IQ thing was all just you blowing smoke on some admission papers to make you feel better about yourself? You poor, poor thing… Maybe that intellect could do better with a team that can actually utilize it…? Perhaps Seirin—”

Hanamiya snarls at you and moves to grab your arm closer to him, but you swiftly dodged his grasp like it was the easiest thing in the world

“Nu~uh,” you chided, walking away from him. “Grabbing another student is Code 0129 violation of an attempt of physical assault on campus! We can’t have your team disbanded now, right?” ( ◠‿◠ )

he’s gonna make you eat your own words later though, trust me… after all, he’s still holding the blackmail (that you cried over liking him a while back while begging him for a hug) over you

you’re the one winning though, you completed your objective in convincing the Kirisaki Daiichi team in playing more fairly… and it all took a bit of conniving maneuvers on your end

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KNB SCENARIO/HCDS —

Elementary GOM! + Kuroko, Momoi, Haizaki and Kagami giving you St-Valentine cards !

A/N : Happy (Belated) St-Valentine everyone ! 💞 ne Also going to write more as I will get to have my lil uni break fortunately!

Idea proposed by : lamnwar ( For some reason I can’t tag you ? But I hope destiny guide you toward it also hoping this is to your taste.)

Warning : Not proofread, attempt of humor, Kagami part is just me being a crack, Kuroko part is as short as him and Akashi part is probably having formatting problems :( Tumblr just suppress everything I‘ve wrote in the blank part when putting in draft idk about it now.

AKASHI SEIJUROU —

Everyone was pretty agitated today and Seijurou was a little surprised by all of it even he knew today is the Saint-Valentine. Integrating the elementary recently as he took classes at home before he still was unaccustomed to all the excitation and agitation that could take over a class in a special day like April fool, Christmas, Easter egg or even the Saint-Valentine at 8 year old.

« Everyone, everyone ! Call down ! We’re going to make special cards today that everyone would have to give to the person they like the most in the class, ok ? »

From what he has seen at home, the saint Valentine day was a special occasion where his mother would receive tons of flowers and refined chocolate from Paris. So he didn’t know where the card things came from as they’re supposed to be accompanying a gift but it was probably a commoner thing he has to respect to do like the other kids. Seijurou take place in the line to choose the paper he would write in and return at his seat like his comrades.

It was a white heart shaped paper for him and now he was observing how others would do their cards to make his, also remembering the assignment… it was all about doing drawing and writing nice thing for another person of this class. So he first had to choose someone if he wanted to get done and somehow something in him pushed him to choose you. Maybe it was the cute bandana you had in your hair, maybe it was because he remembered you smell like strawberries but he decided of it and he was quite pleased with his choice : you were his favorite classmate even if you didn’t knew it or at least yet.

He writes traditional Japanese in the front page of the card about how nice was your smile, French poesy in the back about how glad he was to had meet you. But once he have to fill the card with drawing it’s a whole another story, his refined writing skills going to trash when it will come to drawing : He never learnt somehow, it wasn’t necessary at home and at school they weren’t doing this no more because of how late he joined. Now he was in that embarrassing situation having to do just to try, just to not let awful blank. But even little flowers look ugly by him.

He watch his disaster with distance as he finishes it. Willing to dump it in the ben but his teachers apparently decided of something else and ask everyone to now give their cards to each other’s.

How surprised you were to receive Akashi’s as like a lot of person you did a card for him as well but you didn’t know if you had to cry instead of being happy because you thought he was mocking you and insulting writing in a language you don’t understand even in what was supposed to be Japanese. Only words who could have bad connotations you recognized and despair filled you up once you saw a -really- ugly drawing of you with flower in the hands and hair. You’ll never know if it was because he was tired or just because he was trolling why instead of to draw as well in the second page he decided to write a pun on here with a messy handwriting and the traces of multiples erased attempts :

« You’re one in a melon ! I need s’more friends like you :) »

KISE RYOUTA —

On his path to go to school, Kise felt super excited knowing it was the Saint-Valentine. He would always receive plenty of chocolates and funny letters to read from girls crushing on him and his ego would just multiplicate by 3. It didn’t had enough of it at this time, his fan club still being human sized but this time maybe he was excited by something else, something much more interesting… You.

He didn’t know if it was the way your voice would sound when you laugh, the way he would always have fun whenever he would pick you in his team in sport class or even if it was your pretty eyes and smile but something in you made him develop feelings. When he would sit beside you he just felt great, cool, relaxed you name it but it was like he wasn’t on earth for a moment…

Would you give him a card ? Chocolate ? or even better confess ? Because he was capable to do all of this.

When time has come to make the cards in class, Ryouta would negotiate the best color paper cards with your classmates. He picked night blue for you and seduced another classmate to get them to gift him their gold color pen, yes gift him. It was his now. And finally sitting at his place he started to get the work done, focusing on having a nice handwriting and avoiding errors.

Basically everything nice he would see being done in the class he would copy to put in yours but he took care to make it personal so it was just inspired work. Well it was indeed until he got to draw and it became chaotic work, he knew he wasn’t able to draw very nicely but eh this was probably the most awful art he has done and he refused to acknowledge it. « The drawing is nice » he forced himself to believe. Would you be able to tell it was you ?

He didn’t had any time left to ask someone to draw something good for him, it was playing break and he had to give you your card.

« Don’t forget kids : During St-Valentine we gives chocolate and cards to let know people we loves that we loves them, ok ? »

In the snow, with their scarf and big coats, all kids were playing to all sort of childish game when some would execute the assignment their teachers gaves them, especially Ryouta admirers. What slowed him down to reach your group of friends, he had to give his all to dismiss them all politely and run to you with a huge smile on his face. His grin was contagious so you smile as well once you saw him for no reason and turn toward him curious about what he could be here in front of you. You were part of the pure kids who would give their card to a friend of yours just to make sure your friends do not have nothing but here you were with zero cards in hands, flower or chocolate.

And you didn’t believe Ryouta was here to give you one, he wasn’t part of your group but he was a good friend and classmate.

All the white surrounding both you highlight how your cheeks would be affected by the cold and your cute facial traits. The scenery is pretty.

« Hey Y/n ! I made this just for you, take it ! »

Your expression can’t hide how much you’re shocked as Ryouta hand his card to you but if only it would stop there…

« PFF, GET OUT THE WAY ! I’m the one who made a card for them, not you ! Accept mine, Y/n !!

– EEEH ? NO MINES IS BETTER ! AND WHO EVEN ARE YOU DO YOU EVEN KNOW Y/N ?! »

It was a kid in one upper class higher who had a crush on you and you couldn’t understand how as you never saw him before and let aside talk to him… Now he was fighting with Ryouta to confess and you didn’t know what to do, so stunned by all the idiocy and the novelty of the situation. It was the kind of stuff Ryouta would assist to not you…

« Uhm… I don’t know you ? »

Just this sufficed to make the senpai sad, his eyes all full of water even if you just stated a fact. He gives you his card and run somewhere probably crying as you’re just confused. What have even done to him ?

« What a weird person… Ruining all my preparations like this… Anyway just wanting to let you know I think you’re really pretty and very nice, I like you a lot, Y/N..! Uhm and… I also have chocolate with me ! Happy St-Valentine ! »

He says, arranging his hair and scarf because of the physical part of the « argument ». Before to let you enjoy alone his gift and also not be caught by his admirers here he show you his all teeth smile full of confidence and warm like the Sun and run away to hide the red taking all over his cheeks.

You’re smiling already reading the first sentence of his card.

« You’re berry cool ♡ !! ( >ω<)♡(>ω< ✿) Do you want to be my valiant tiny ? »

At this time you were too young to see the lame levelness of this pun.

AOMINE DAIKI —

Aomine learnt about the St-Valentine concept at school and even then he needed Momoi help to fully understand it. Why would he be crafting heat shaped card if he didn’t had a lover ? A boy like him could never just fall under such a disgusting thing like love, people in love tends to act all lovey-dovey, overly affectionate and it’s like they change their whole personality… Just watching his parents kiss repulse him like a lot of young boys, Daiki is a kid of action ! And the only person he would propably marry was his basketball, wich was not a person.

« Daiki, I know there is that someone you might like in the class, isn’t it ? What about Momoi ? »

Daiki face express clearly his distaste to the idea, letting his tongue out he just say «erk, never again, miss. I’m not gonna marry such a crybaby. » and he return to his pouting, defending his right to not participate in the event meanwhile everyone is having fun making their cards. The teacher is desperate.

« Maybe think about your friend in other class ? I’m sure there is someone Daiki ! You must have a comrade dear to you, most unique than others… With who do you play in the court ? »

Daiki, do not want to think about who, pretty sure that nobody he could play with could be that special person his teacher is mentioning and then Momoi got to their table.

« Daiki is being annoying again, isn’t he miss ? But I can tell who’s Daiki lover !! I know them !!

– Hey Satsuki, stop lying I would never be in love, it’s disgusting ! Are you crazy ?! »

The two childhood friends look in each other’s eyes, defying themselves. The teacher standing here is completely distraught… She never had so much problems pushing a kid to participate in a St-Valentine events and never in her career she saw two friends defying each other’s like this at such a young age.

« He likes Y/n a looooot ! He find them beautiful and nice, he told me he likes whenever they would play with us and bring their mom plates !

– …!!!! I… It’s completely false ! They’re cool but I don’t like them like that duh ! They’re just a good friend !

– I don’t belieeeve yooouuu, Daiki is just a liar ! »

The two keep arguing until the teacher bring a blank card and pens for Aomine to write something nice for you. He’s stuck into this now.

« But what I will write anyway in it ? This is so weird to do things like this when I can talk to them directly.

– You’re sure, Dai-chan ? You’re gonna confess ?

– STOP BEING AN IDIOT SASTSU’ !!! THERE IS NO CONFFESION TO DO !!

– BUT YOU JUST ADMITED YOU LIKE THEM !!

– Come on you two, don’t yell at each other’s like this ! And Daiki making that card is important, your friend could always remember that they’re dear to you with that card ! If you just talk to them it’s good but isn’t it nice to have a pretty nice souvenir made by hands too ? »

Daiki whine à little before getting to craft his card but do it anyway, doing the assignment like he feel it. Momoi who has been searching for a pink pen return to his table probably to annoy him and she did.

« Look at my pretty card, do you think my friend will appreciate it ? »

He read what she wrote, laughing because of the stupid pun in it. Were they supposed to put things like it in it ? It’s somewhat fun but also so embarrassing…

« Your card is super ugly.

– Thanks. If you say it’s ugly it mean it’s pretty because you got no taste !

– Delusional a little ? Anyway how do we do stupid puns like yours ? »

Satsuki explain to him and help him find idea just to finally write this :

« How did the phone propose to his girlfriend… he gave her a ring. » « Olive you. »

Daiki wish he could ascend to another planet but he had to give it to you as time was running out. With his paper flower he gives you his card at the end of the day, also proposing you to play with him tomorrow in the park at the school gates.

From all people you never thought Daiki would give you anything but this whole day because of that stupid crush of yours on him, you waited, shyly holding your own card for him. Now was time for you to be courageous as well.

Both of you laugh reading the dumbs jokes but you had to ask him where is your ring because « isn’t he a phone ? » making him a blushing mess while Momoi was mocking him just behind.

« I olive you too. » you say.

And he can’t no more hide to himself how nice it feel to fall for you and this disgusting love. And apparently he can’t hide it from your parents and his as well now.

MOMOI SATSUKI —

Satsuki prepared everything from home, to the chocolate from the card, she took the event very seriously like the only viable occasion for her to try to make you her lover. Her mom was aware of it, Daiki mom was aware of it… The teacher is quite amused by how prepared she is and look at her student sitting during the whole activity as she already has done everything.

One would thought she would be helping others making their own cards or play with her friends but during the whole activity she had to look at you anxiously, trying to see if you were planning to give your card to her when at the same time she doesn’t want to ruin the surprise for herself. She wore her favorite green dress and white boots, Satsuki wanting to appear the more cutesy she has even been wear also funny hairpins in her hair, shaped like strawberries and cherries. What does lead Aomine to mock her as she is almost jumping in her chair from impatience.

« How embarrassing to be in love, erk ? Are you planning to marry them ? Who even are they ?

– Uh ! Who did even ask you anything Dai-chan ? You’re too little to know anything about marriage and love anyway.

– you’re just few months older than me don’t think it makes you better than me !!! See I’m taller than you and like by far !!

– It’s because you’re a cheater, My mom said you drink all the growing milk and soup in our house so I remain short and there is not any soup or milk left for me !!! and I don’t care anyways let me alone– EH DON’T TOUCH MY CHOCOLATES !

– But I am hungry and to who it could be for beside me ??! And Your mom is just lying to you to make you feel better.

– ITS FOR Y/n!!! »

So angry, Satsuki say it so loud everyone hear including you, she becomes a cherry mess when Daiki just shrugged and try to search for that Ryouta popular blonde who probably has chocolate too. Once she saw you looking in her direction, Satsuki try to hide under her table but don’t see the smile in your face. You didn’t finish your card but the essential of your message was here and now you really wanted to talk to her, it was for her anyway.

« Satsuki, there is no need to hide… I think everyone know it anyways. »

The pink haired girl get out of her obvious hiding place just to hands you her chocolate like a bunny would pop off its hole and she stands there shyly also giving you her card in hand.

« Happy st-Valentine Y/n, I lava you. »

She say at the same time you read the front page.

« I would pop a corny question : Would you be my valentine ? » « I lava you. »

Also handing you a rose, she smile greatly making your heart race a little bit faster.

« It’s going to melt, if it stays like this, eat the chocolates… but if only if you want to, of course ! »

Sweet, it felt like a cloud in the mouth and you can’t believe how nice it is.

« My mom helped me doing it, one can say I’ve been trying too hard but I really want to make you feel happy in that special day. y/n. you’re very dear to me and I think I love you, like lovers in love stories ! »

MURASAKIBARA ATSUSHI —

« Chocolate ? »That’s all inspired Atsushi the Saint-Valentine but everything else ? No thanks, he’s not interested. Watching as everyone is giving their all making the cards only annoys him as he don’t get the point of it but once he saw you actively trying to make your card thingie with care intrigued him. Of all people he wouldn’t except you to put so much effort in such insignificant festivity and all of that for who ? Atsushi can’t help but feel a little jealous but now he’s just watching you doing your own thing.

Maybe the St-Valentine was really a good event but it wasn’t something he could grasp the concept ? Seriously… Murasakibara thinks and thinks but just can’t but because there is there some chance that the card you’re making is for him maybe he should too get to work. But what to put in it ? He don’t know, he just do like everyone else and think about a joke to break the awkward glass that this kind of situation can create. A pun from him…

« Donut forget you’re a good friend ! » « I may like you like a maiobou »

It was nice for Atsushi and he left that to it not making the effort to draw much. When time came for everyone to give each other’s cards he would watch how people dared to go your way and gives their lovely paper words to you, some even having perfuming it but you would never give them something in exchange fortunately. Why was he thinking like that ? He just wanted you to not feel like he forget about you like a good friend would do because you two were friend but now…

Maybe it has something more to it… when you two would be playing in the court with Pokemon cards or wrestling stars he felt good. Maybe he liked to share his snacks with you for another reason than you’re really nice and calm to have around ? Maybe it was because you would smell like candies on occasion or you would share with him your favorite bds and he liked them all ?

But what was sure was that that something made him feel cautious, nervous making his big palm sweating. He was intimidating by his height but Atsushi never remembered you watching him weirdly or being scared yet he was afraid to make you uncomfortable or anything weird by giving his card to you. Is it a joke ? At the start he was just doing it for your own well being.

« Y/n-chin, Do you want to be my valentine ? »

He didn’t know he did say this with a straight face but as you say yes and handle him a box of chocolates it’s like he is in heaven.

« How did we get from a donut forget you’re my friend from if I can be your valen-tiny, Atsushi ? »

You said jokingly but he just got all flustered.

« I know it is a lame pun but I seriously couldn’t have done any better in the moment Y/n-chin… Stop teasing me about it.

– Don’t be mean to me… You wrote that you like me like a maioubou, do you get upset when eating a maioubou ?

– You’re-… You’re getting on my nerves Y/n-chin… stop… stop it ! »

KAGAMI TAIGA —

« You’re a Dino-mite » « You’re the burger to my fries » « Bee my valentine »

Kagami is embarrassed by his lames jokes, at first it was just the assignment the teacher gave them all to do but as he was still learning to properly write in English making puns in the language was kind of hard knowing that the pun he would think of in Japanese were not always translatable in English or just not themed in St-Valentine like he must do. And then he saw Himuro card, well written, really good looking even if it was a stupid assignment that most of the class won’t take seriously and he got competitive. And now here is confronted to his inability to make great jokes but can he do even any better ?

« What about I rap it ? Do you think it will do ?

– Yeah why not ? I am sure Y/n would like it.

– But isn’t she fan of Beyoncé ?

– You know how to sing in an RnB style ?

– No but I…

– Then rap. Everyone like Eminem, see ? So I’m pretty sure they like rap if you don’t feel like rapping and really want to stick to RnB then try to imitate the Destiny Child’s. »

If Himuro was setting him up, he didn’t know but it was definitely failing logic here but he followed it now wanting to impressing you more than satisfying his teacher demand. Kagami didn’t get Himuro sarcastic tone and get to work on a rap, choosing a beat and putting it in a mp3 to be able to play it in school. The St-Valentine morning he even has sunglasses on his face with baggy pants and a rose between his teeth. God forbid him to be so dumb at almost 10 yo but maybe it was all because of you this whole dumbery.

He has fell hard for you it has been a while now that he could consider you like a long crush, once he got to be in elementary school with you in fact all of this started but he never mustered the courage to admit he felt different around you, in another way than friendship would allow. He was all nervous and blushing while raping « You’re the fries to my burger, the salad to my steak, the salt to my pepper. Y/n please bee my Vailant tine ! »

And Himuro couldn’t hold a shit when watching this, you not knowing how to react to anything happening.

HAIZAKI SHOGOU —

Haizaki hated St-Valentine, it wasn’t because of how much cringe he found his mom during that neither because of the awful show that would be on Tv instead of his favorite anime but because he would get no cards at school.

He was mean, aggressive and except the group of dangerous idiots he would play with, few of his comrade were courageous to stand really long beside him making him unappreciated. Mostly by the opposite gender even if occasionally some girls would fall for his bad boy persona. But even him, just by ego, would like to receive a card.

« Shougo, if you don’t do anything it’s completely normal that no one would give you anything in exchange.. come on now! If you maybe write something nice about the person you like they would make something for you as well tomorrow! Start making your card now so you don’t have to do anything at home.

– Who said I even want a card ! I don’t care, all the girls here are ugly, they look like pigs and smell like my farts ! »

It’s not even useful to say he has been punished for his words but it was the usual for him anyways. Instead of staying still in the corner of the class he go talk with his crew just to see they’re all doing card like the teacher said and he felt betrayed. Love is for weak they all said five minutes ago but now they were all making these stupid cards and drawing hearts ?

« Listen Shougou, I think like you but I don’t want to be punished you know ? I don’t want the teacher to make a report to my dad again…

– Ugh but what if we don’t want to celebrate this stupid party, she’ll the one not respecting the rules you can defend yourself with that.

– Anyway, it’s already late and.. I really want to give my card to this girl… There must at least one you find pretty, isn’t it ?

– Ugh… nah, they look like dead fishes. »

Even his friends sighs, tired by his lack of objectivity.

« So who’s the less ugly of them all..? »

He’s looking at the class, seriously giving his opinion this time, okay maybe he has been lying for one person but how embarrassing to even admit anything. It was obviously you who got him returning on his words but if he was completely honest he would say that it was not today he found your hair good looking and your face agreable to see. He always found you really pretty.

« Maybe… Y/n, she look like… A dandelion flower, but the ones who smell like dog piss. »

But he still didn’t had the occasion to talk you much so he don’t know if you found him scary or cool. Shougo return at home in his thoughts, questioning himself but also trying to find if it was even worth it to risk a punition if he can just make that stupid card for you. What would it cost him anyways ? Even if you don’t like him he couldn’t care less because all other day of the year he know he’s freaking cool !

He take some pen and start writing on some random paper a little dirty on side because of his biscuits. He writes quickly and draw things he thinks appropriate for a St-valentine or rather things he like like cars, airplanes and other boy stuff. He tried to draw Naruto but he did look like nothing like him.

If you would appreciate his gesture he didn’t know and it kinda made him feel nervous but when time has come to give you your card he make it seem like it was nothing. You were quite surprised to receive something from him even if you didn’t had anything prepared for him in exchange as you barely talked to him before, just knowing he was a trouble maker you didn’t had the energy to follow around in dumbassery but oh well it could have been a worst admirer : or at least you thought once you read the front page.

« I don’t like you or anytheing butt you’re kinda cut some hoe.»

Because it has been made at home, obviously no one took the time to watch for their languages mistakes but Shougo…

He must be trolling right ? You can’t tell as he is smiling like an idiot and you swap that smile on his face by slapping him so fiercely.

MIDORIMA SHINTAROU —

Shintarou was far from being forced to do these cards or at least not really, he was watching the Tv with his dad when Oha asa predictions came during a film break what was unusual but not the most relevant detail, it said Cancers are the most unlucky sign for st-valentine and to break all misfortune they had to be honest with their feelings for once : showing genuine affectionate for persons they love. How embarrassing it was to be looked by his father and having to admit he does appreciate some peoples besides his family and having to sort out your name from his mouth so loudly and publicly for his father to help him.

Fortunately they had some extra st-valentine chocolate box in the fridge somehow and cartoned paper for Shintarou to express all he have to say. It was with a mischievous smile his father let him go to school while he was all nervous and a chaotic walking mess. He must not hide from you for him to not get strike by evil misfortune but it was also so hard to collect the courage to confess anything to you as even yesterday he was mocking the st-valentine.

« Too much chocolate is bad for your health anyway.. »

He said to his friends, in that well known presumptuous tone of his. Then here is in front of you now, the person no one would ever have suspected Shintarou to have a crush on because of how mean, arrogant and competitive he would be with you.

He admired your intelligence, the way how you would always look cool no matter the situation and cleaner than other kids who amuse themselves by sniffing floor and stuff. He liked how your friends would braid your hair and how it would highlight your face making you seem elegant and by gratitude you would put flowers in their hair. It was also the way you can speak so clearly and like a grown up sometimes just like him. Having multiples interests and things to say… Just the right person but he was not prepared to things like crushes yet even at 10. He was too reserved and uninterested by it because of basketball…

« Y/n, please accept this… »

Was the only words he managed to mutters as you have to see his flustered expression behind his glasses, you spot his all red ears and laugh a little until you can read what is in written in the card.

« I think you’re compatible with Cancers ? » « I really carrot about you. I love you a whole watt.»

Scared, you start trembling a little, not knowing to what he was referring by « cancers » if it was what you thought : not only you developed cancer but multiples ? You will die tomorrow ??! You started crying not knowing how to feel about it but cried even harder once you remembered Shintarou’s dad is a doctor.

« Y/n… Is there something wrong..? »

He genuinely don’t know what is happening and try to comfort you like he can by hugging you but then everyone came and cried out loud you two are marrying what led into a marriage ceremony… Shintarou wanted to stop all of this but everyone was throwing snow at y’all wishing both of you happinesses and organizing the ceremony.

« We’re not getting married ? What is all of this ?

– Shht. I’m the mayor and I decided you two are getting married on St-Valentine, alright ?

– Shintarou please marry me, I need to be married before I die…

– Die ???!

– You wrote I have cancer in my card ? »

Were you not so smart as he thought or were you just unfamiliar with astrology ? he felt his soul leaving his body now having to clear the misunderstanding after going through your marriage.

KUROKO TETSUYA —

« to Y/n : What you call a vampire sweetheart’s ? His ghoul-friend »

Said Kuroko with a mic in the hands, their teacher ordered them all to write St-Valentine cards but instead of everyone offering their gift to their cherished person they decided to organize a stand up for everyone to publicly announce their crush to be more original. Pushing Kuroko in that awkward situation in wich he had to say your name first and then read the composent of his card.

« You’re the Apple to my heart. »

What was sure was that he didn’t lack of precense now , but his puns… How he wish all of this would be private like it should have been. His pale skin is just red now as he look into your eyes while reading what was supposed to be funny poetry full of anime references as he know you’re fan of this, like him.

« Please bury me alive now »

He says as he quit the scenery and that he have to face you.

« Don’t worry Kuroko. My card is almost as embarrassing. » you told him but you’re pretty sure you didn’t reach his level or at least you hope.

« But if you want to know, I really liked the ghoul joke. Am I your vampire sweetheart ? »

You thought it was smooth but you get all flustered seeing Kuroko smile and trying to hide his little laugh. How ingrate of him when you were trying to share a little of his shame.

Kuroko didn’t knew from how long he felt those butterflies in his stomach when he was around you and it wasn’t important to him to know but now he felt even more great knowing that you two were caring of each other’s and close enough to dedicate each other’s card to the other making him feel unique and appreciated. How he wish that instead of ridiculizing himself in front of everyone he would have been doing cute and agreable poesy for you to fully get that he was not just being nice an polite but genuinely sharing his feelings.

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